Chapter 898 - 524: My Home (Part 2)
Mr. Yao said: "I know that taste. Years ago, when I went to the countryside to build houses, they would make lamb soup in the morning with flatbreads. The taste was incredible."
Mr. Yao reminisced, but ever since leaving the village, he could never find that taste again in any restaurant outside.
Yao Yiyao sat by herself in the back seat, and from her dad’s conversation with Uncle Yang, she figured out that Uncle Yang opened a rural tourism business.
Yao Yiyao knew what it was because she had been to similar places before, following her dad to the outskirts of the city to enjoy roast whole lamb outdoors, rooster cooked in a clay stove, or skewers grilled with charcoal by the adults, or picking strawberries, experiencing rural charm.
With adults guiding her through the experience, she didn’t have to do anything herself, making the experience very delightful and down-to-earth.
Yao Yiyao gazed out the car window at the endless fields, feeling relaxed and even her heavy mood lightened greatly.
She looked towards the southeast, where many tall poplar trees grew, along with a lush bamboo grove, and amidst the greenery stood a row of neat bungalows.
Yang Fei chuckled: "We’re almost there. I bet you can smell the aroma of lamb soup already, Brother Yao!"
Saying this, he turned the steering wheel, making the SUV turn and enter a row of bungalows.
A rich aroma hit them immediately, so strong it instantly lifted one’s spirits and left them wanting more, even thinking, "I gain by breathing in more of this aroma."
Mr. Yao sniffed carefully: "Oh my, this fried rice smells amazing, Brother Yang, you’ve outdone yourself!"
Yang Fei was a bit perplexed, ’When did I make fried rice? Did the chef take matters into their own hands?’