hot dishes
VicentaLakin
I have to admit, as I grow old, I don't understand why my parents blew up so many sacks of foliage and so on, and I don't have a fridge, and I eat it until early February and it's getting cold, and I don't want to see it. And now my parents will blow it up, and we'll share it with our brothers and sisters, and we'll eat it back. And so I started... the practice of opening up the home of the bombballs, of having their leftovers dried up with their crumbs mixed together, of making the fried pills for lead, steamed dishes, hot pots, and I like the air frying pots。