"Come, come, you siblings, come quickly and have some lianggao."
Aunt Luo stood on the edge of the field and shouted, "I brought it over to you, I just made it, it's delicious."
"Aunt Luo, what is lianggao?"
Is it a type of pastry?
Chun An ran over quickly. It was great; they were just thinking of eating the pastries his sister made, and now Aunt Luo brought some over.
"It's a rice pudding made from rice." Aunt Luo scooped a bowl and poured a bit of brown sugar syrup into it, handing it to him: "Try it and see if you like it."
"So sweet, so fragrant, I love it."
Chun An was delighted: "Thank you, Aunt Luo."
"What are you thanking me for, come on, Chun Ning, the rest of you come and have some too."
"Okay."
For Chun Ning and the others, it was their first time trying this dessert called lianggao.
"Aunt Luo, how do you make it? I'll have my sister make it too. My sister's pastries are really delicious."
