Over there, Cuihua was preparing wood ash.

Boil the water.

Cuihua said respectfully, "Father, you wash first."

Forehead.

No wonder she holds the pinnacle of the Chen family's status.

Then Chen Xian didn't refuse and started washing his hair, using three basins of water.

Chen Dazhu poured the water next to the persimmon tree in the yard.

Next up are the four daughters of the Chen family.

The little girl moved slowly and got soaked.

Helpless, Chen Xian rolled up his sleeves and gently rubbed the other person's greasy hair.

It took four basins of water.

Then they took turns washing the three girls.

When Chen Erzhu arrived, he looked all awkward and hesitant.

His expression seemed to convey both anticipation and unease.

Chen Xian handed him the towel, "Second brother, a man should stand tall and be upright. Wash yourself."

Chen Erzhu: "?"

Chen Dazhu suppressed a laugh, "Second brother, I'll help you."

Chen Erzhu's face was stiff as he waved his hand, "Big brother, I want to wash myself."

Then the Chen family gave the cucumber and tomato seedlings behind the house a good warm bath, basin after basin.

The parched land seemed tireless, swallowing the water with gusto.

Cuihua: "Dad, Aunt and I won't wash now. It's too much trouble. We have to run a long way to fetch water. We'll wash tomorrow."

Half an hour passed.

The chicken is stewed in an iron pot, with green peppers, Sichuan peppercorns, and wild vegetables added.

Although it might seem like a mishmash, there are many members of the Chen family.

If we don't do it this way, we won't have enough to eat.

The buckwheat buns were steaming hot.

Lift the lid of the pot.

The delicious aroma of meat instantly filled the entire room.

San Niu's saliva dripped onto the ground.

His eyes were fixed on it.

Cuihua began serving the rice.

Chen Xian suddenly ordered, "Block the windows."

They brought the pot directly into the main room.

Tell the Chen family to block the windows.

Chen Dazhu asked in confusion, "Dad, what's this?"

Chen Erzhu replied calmly, "Brother, what season is it now? We can't even get enough to eat, let alone meat."

Su Liniang's expression changed. "Hmm, is my husband afraid that someone will be jealous?"

Chen Xian smiled and said, "Mm."

They're not fools.

Si Niu asked in confusion, "Then why didn't you block the window when you first started stewing the chicken?"

Chen Xian's face fell: "I just... remembered."

A hearty laugh came from inside the Chen family's house.

Chen Xian: "Second brother, go get a bowl of chicken and take it to your great-grandfather's house."