A large iron pot bubbled with stewing pig trotters, while another large iron pot stood on a three-tiered steamer rack, filled with plump white steamed buns.,"Younger Sister Yan Shuxue said urgently, 'Didn't my younger brother come down the mountain and go home long ago',Chen Dahui let out a cold snort and kicked the sodden Nian on the ground. "This bad omen is probably pretending to be dead, Erhe, Sanhe, keep beating him."。