Ling Ran lowered her head and, like the others, shoveled a large mouthful of food into her mouth, a tear quietly and quickly falling into the rough earthenware bowl.

He was relieved that it was late and they wouldn't see his lapse in composure.

The Fan family has always been fond of and serious about eating.

Even after the family separated and life became better, with plenty of food and delicious meals every day, they still cherished and loved food.

The youngest, Fan Hu, held a large, rough earthenware bowl, his little head almost buried in it, and carefully ate the last grain of rice before putting down his chopsticks with a satisfied look on his face.

He looked at Ling Ran, who still had half a meal left, and shook his head, offering his advice: "Brother Ling, you can't eat like this. What if you have to fight with the helpers for lunch?"

“Yeah, you can’t compete with that at all!” Fan He finally had a chance to speak after the meal and chimed in.

"I couldn't even compete with them at noon. Luckily, my mother left us some food, otherwise we would have been lucky to get half full."

"We can only eat until we're half full. If you go, Brother Ling, you'll go hungry." Fan Jiang worried about Ling Ran when he thought about lunchtime.

Ling Ran looked at the group of kids younger than him, all of whom were worried about him, and felt a little ashamed.

At fifteen, he was not as good as a ten-year-old.

Yan Qiu looked at Shui Qing and suggested, "Mother, I think you should also stay for Brother Ling's meal tomorrow, otherwise he might not be able to take it."

Shui Qing looked at Ling Ran, whose handsome face had turned slightly red from the children's comments, and said helplessly, "He's family with us. He eats with us, so of course we'll save his share. You're all worrying for nothing!"

Upon hearing the phrase "our family," Ling Ran's eyes welled up with tears, and she almost couldn't hold back her emotions.

He lowered his head in a panic and ate his food in large mouthfuls.

The five children, completely unconcerned by what they were told, turned around and continued chattering around Ling Ran: "Brother Ling, isn't my mother's cooking delicious!"

Look at this stir-fried pork with chili peppers. My mother calls it twice-cooked pork. The pork is crispy and fragrant, and the chili peppers have soaked up all the oil, making it especially delicious!"

"The vegetables stir-fried with eggs aren't chives, but yellow chives! Did you notice? Aren't they more tender and tastier than regular chives?"

Although he didn't understand what "texture" meant, his mother often said that, and it really was very tender and delicious!

"And the cabbage, after my mother stir-fries it, tastes better than anyone else's."

Ling Ran thought silently, the food smelled delicious and warmed her stomach, but it wasn't as warm as this family...

Shui Qing waited until Ling Ran finished eating before starting to arrange the work for the next day.

"Yan Qiu only needs to be in charge of brewing wine now. Xing Hui and Da Jiang will be responsible for assisting your eldest sister. The three of you only need to be in charge of brewing wine. You don't need to do anything else."

Yan Qiu quickly replied, "Okay."

Fan Jiang asked, "Mother, if I don't do anything else, will I be able to manage the chores around the house?"

Helping only my eldest sister would be easy, but there's so much work to do at home these days. My father and second brother are going to sell rice wine, so who will do all the other chores?

"Brewing wine is important. As long as the wine is brewed well and sold to make money, there's no shortage of work to be done if you hire people."

"If we delay the brewing process and lose money, what good is it to do any other work well?" Shui Qing retorted.

She wants to let the children know what is most important!

When doing things, you must distinguish the important points and know the priorities.

Ling Ran glanced quickly at Aunt Shui Qing in surprise.

Xinghui was quick-witted and immediately understood her mother's meaning, nodding emphatically: "Mother, don't worry, I will definitely put brewing wine first!"

Thinking of the money he could earn selling rice wine, and how his family could eat rice, meat, and eggs every day, and how they would have to rely on selling rice wine in the future, Fan Jiang quickly nodded obediently, "Mother, me too!"

Shuiqing looked at the others and continued to instruct, "We have chickens, rabbits, and cows at home, and now we have three piglets. Your father will cut grass to feed the cows. He will cut more grass when he gets up early. Dahu, the rabbits are yours."