After eating, they went to deliver meals to Xie's father and mother who were working in the fields.

The busy farming season is coming soon, and the villagers are thinking of taking advantage of this time to plant some more vegetables, so there are many people working in the fields.

Xie Qingxiao seldom came to the fields, but he still knew where his own fields were. He took Lin Xiangyi around in circles before he found Xie's father and mother who were turning the soil.

"Dad, Mom, it's time for dinner," Xie Qingxiao called.

Xie's father and mother turned around and saw Xie Qingxiao and Lin Xiangyi. They pulled out the towel stuffed in their clothes, wiped the sweat off their foreheads, and then walked over.

"Xiangyi, the sun is so strong, you should just rest at home and let Axiao take you there by himself," said Xie's mother.

Of course, she didn't feel sorry for Lin Xiangyi coming out to bask in the sun, but she thought it was unnecessary for two people to deliver a meal.

"I was bored, so I followed along," Lin Xiangyi said with a smile.

"Did this kid drag you here?" Xie's mother blamed Xie Qingxiao, "You don't know how to love your wife at all!"

Xie Qingxiao found a shady tree, opened the lunch box, and said, "Then you wronged me. I told her not to come, but she insisted on coming to identify where our land is."

In Xie's mother's opinion, Xie Qingxiao and Lin Xiangyi both have no jobs, and sooner or later they will have to go to the fields to farm and support themselves.

Hearing Lin Xiangyi's thoughtfulness, she immediately smiled and nodded, "We do need to know where our own land is. Since the land was distributed to each household, our family has been allocated a lot of land, and the distribution locations are also different. I guess Qingxiao doesn't even know where some of the land is."

Xie's mother said, "It doesn't matter though. I'll take you to see him in a few days."

Lin Xiangyi had never thought about farming for a living, but she would not spoil Xie's mother's fun at the moment, so she smiled and said, "Okay."

Xie Qingxiao divided the food and interrupted his mother: "Let's talk about this later, Dad and Mom, hurry up and eat."

Mother Xie stopped talking and sat down with Father Xie. When she saw the fried bitter melon with eggs and fried beans with meat in the rice bucket, her eyes almost popped out.

How can it be so rich with both meat and eggs?

The Xie family is well off. Xie's father and mother have four children. The eldest son and daughter-in-law both have jobs in the county town, and the two daughters are also married. They also show filial piety to their parents.

Xie's father and mother are in good health and have no problem supporting themselves in the countryside. Although Xie Qingxiao has made some money, he just comes back to eat.

So compared to many families in the village who still had no food to eat, the Xie family was able to have enough food to eat.

But not every day is a family's way of eating meat and eggs, especially since the feast we had yesterday was already very sumptuous.

In Xie's mother's opinion, it would take at least some time before they could have meat again.

As a result, on the second day, Xie Qingxiao cooked her eggs and meat?

Xie's mother was so heartbroken that her heart was bleeding. The egg was her own, there was nothing to complain about.

The meat was needed for the banquet, so she discussed with Xie's father to kill a pig from their own family. Thinking that the busy farming season would be coming soon, the body would not be able to survive without some meat, so she specially cut out a piece of meat and planned to make it into bacon to eat during the busy farming season.

She wanted to say something, but when she saw Lin Xiangyi, she swallowed her words back.

Forget it, it’s just a piece of meat, just cook it.

The youngest son's wife comes from a well-off family. She probably ate meat every day when she was at her parents' home. She definitely doesn't understand the difficulties of their life in the countryside. She probably cooked the meat when she saw it.

Mother Xie comforted herself, picked up the chopsticks and prepared to eat, but she picked up a piece of beans and ate it, then paused and looked at Lin Xiangyi.

Before she could say anything, Xie's father beside her spoke first: "Did you put too much oil?"

"We did add too much oil," said Lin Xiangyi.

Xie's mother's heart ached again. In her opinion, this was not just adding too much oil, it was like drinking oil!

But at this time, Xie Qingxiao said: "It's not that much, right? It's just a little more, but it still tastes good."

He was trying to save face, after all, he was the one who cooked the meal.

But to Xie's father and mother, who thought that Lin Xiangyi had prepared the meal, Xie Qingxiao seemed to be speaking for Lin Xiangyi.

What's the problem? If I encourage her like this, how can she survive if she puts so much oil in every meal?

"...Xiangyi," Xie's mother said carefully, "You don't know how to cook?"

"I can cook," Lin Xiangyi had already noticed the strange look on Xie's mother's face and directly distanced herself from the matter: "But this meal was not cooked by me, but by Xie Qingxiao."

"Did Axiao do it?" Xie's mother's face changed.

These eggs and meat were all made by Xie Qingxiao, and the oil was also added by this brat?

Facing Xie Qingxiao, Xie's mother was not so polite. She slapped Xie Qingxiao on the back and scolded him, "You are such a jerk. You really don't know how expensive firewood, rice, oil and salt are. How can you eat so much oil in one go?"

Nowadays, most people in rural areas cannot afford vegetable oil and mainly eat lard.

At that time, the production team would wait for the end of the year when the brigade would slaughter pigs and distribute the pork. The lean meat would be kept for eating, and the fat would be used to make lard. The oil that was made was most likely their annual oil supply.

If it was not enough, they had to go to the city to buy meat with coupons, but where did the country people get so many meat coupons? So everyone was used to saving money, and the meat dishes they ate were less oily and less salty.

After the production team was disbanded, there were no restrictions on raising livestock, so the villagers raised one or two pigs, not only for eating meat, but also for making lard.

They had slaughtered a pig a few days ago and made a lot of lard, but they also gave a few pounds of lard to their eldest son in the city and their two married daughters.

The villagers all knew that her family was slaughtering a pig, and many people came to offer things in exchange. They all lived in the same village, and her family often troubled them, so even though Xie's father and mother didn't want to, they still exchanged some lard.

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