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Noodle fish is also made of flour. Knead it into a smooth dough, then use scissors to cut it into a shape with a pointed head and tail, and a thick and fat middle. Put it in a pan and cook it, then pour the toppings on it.

  Li Hongyue made the most common tomato and egg topping. There was a big bowl full of soup, tender yellow egg pieces, soft tomatoes, and some chopped green onions sprinkled on top. The red, yellow and green complemented each other, and the white and plump fish noodles were swimming in the bright red soup, which looked sweet and sour and delicious, and full of flavor.

  The fish noodles are just as their name suggests. After you put them in your mouth, they are like small fish swimming between your lips and teeth. The texture is thicker, chewier, softer and smoother than noodles.

When you break the fish noodles with your teeth, the aroma of flour and wheat spreads in your mouth, and the rich tomato sauce whets your appetite.

  After eating a bowl of it with soup, a few beads of sweat appeared on my forehead, but I felt that the heat in my body had dissipated.

  Perhaps because the topic last night was a little sensitive, the atmosphere at the dinner table was a little dull. The family of three sat in silence, and only the sound of slurping soup could be heard.

  "Ahem..."

  Su Wanqing and Li Hongyue looked at each other and coughed: "Sister Tian..."

  "Dad, Mom, I want to go to Beijing." Su Tian lowered her head, slowly stirring the fish noodles in the bowl with the spoon in her hand, interrupting Su Wanqing's words.

  "Beijing?!"

  Li Hongyue was so shocked that her chopsticks slipped from her hand and collided with the porcelain bowl, making a harsh sound.

  Su Tian put the dishes in place, placed her hands on her knees, and looked well-behaved.

  "You..." Su Wanqing pointed at Su Tian's hand and trembled slightly, "Why are you running to that place when you have a good life here? Is there any way for us to survive there?"

  People who have been digging for food in the fields for a long time are always full of fear of unknown things, and Su Wanqing and Li Hongyue are no exception.

  In their opinion, the family already has two shops and Su Tian is a capable person, so there is no need for him to go to the capital. He should be content to live the rest of his life in Qinglu Mansion.

  "I know!" Su Tian said with his neck stiff, "Dad and Mom, do you think I have the ability?"

  Su Wanqing and Li Hongyue looked at each other. Sister Tian must be capable, otherwise she wouldn't have pulled her whole family out of the mud and allowed them to live a life of meat every day.

  So they feel guilty in their hearts that as parents they cannot be her solid support, but they are also afraid that others will come and hurt her. In their limited understanding, it would not be so difficult if she had a good husband's family to protect her.

  As soon as Su Tian saw their expressions, she felt that there was hope, and her tone became a little harder: "Anyway, if we fail, we can come back to the capital. Don't you think that you, my parents, can take care of our store?"

  "Just one year..." Su Tian stood up and walked around behind Su Wanqing and Li Hongyue, acting coquettishly, "I will only be 19 years old in a year, it won't be too late to discuss it then..."

  "Forget it..." Su Wanqing sighed, "You can do it yourself..."

  The child has grown up and has his own ideas. They are not such strong parents. A 19-year-old girl is not considered an old maid. Besides, she is a capable child and there is no need to worry about in-laws.

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