Before they could finish speaking, people started arriving one after another. The old men and their families knew that the family was having another meal at their second grandfather's house, so they all picked some newly sprouted leafy greens from their gardens or had the younger members of their families bring them over with the sausages and cured meats they had made earlier.

Grandma San then took her daughter and daughter-in-law directly to the kitchen to prepare the meal.

Seeing the green leafy vegetables on the table, Yun Zhixin and the others were practically green with envy. Heaven knows how long it had been since they had eaten fresh vegetables. Although the army had greenhouses for growing vegetables, there were far more soldiers than soldiers, and they could only rely on vitamin pills to survive. Real vegetables were provided to the wounded or the elderly.

"This is too much food. Captain, let's go outside and cook our own meal. We'll feel embarrassed if it's so plentiful."

Hearing a soldier say this, and others nodding in agreement, Yun Zhixin became very angry: "What nonsense are you talking about? This is our own home, there's nothing to be embarrassed about."

Grandpa and the others heard this and immediately said to everyone, "Ah Xin is right. You are all brothers. This is your own home. We only have these things here, so please don't worry."

The aroma wafted from the kitchen, and even those sitting in the living room drinking tea couldn't resist the fragrance. How long had it been since anyone had tasted such rich, rustic cuisine?

Yu Xun and Yun Tao borrowed two tables from nearby and set them up in the courtyard. Just as they were about to get bowls and chopsticks, Yun Zhixin stopped them. He pulled out his own rice bowl from next to the bag and placed it on the table. The other soldiers followed suit.

As the dishes were served one by one, some people couldn't help but cover their stomachs, but they were careful not to shout out loud, otherwise it would be too impolite.

Seeing these adorable soldiers, my second grandfather and the others invited them to sit down.

Red pepper and cured fish, garlic sprouts and cured pork, steamed sausage, scrambled eggs with tomatoes, stir-fried dried bamboo shoots and cured pork, stir-fried chili peppers, seaweed and egg soup, salt and pepper potato chunks, stir-fried dried mushrooms with chili peppers, stir-fried bean sprouts, stir-fried pickled cabbage.

It was not easy to gather ten dishes. Although there weren't many dishes, the portions were generous, and each bowl was piled high.

"This is too much of a waste." After scrimping and saving in the city for so long, seeing so many dishes suddenly made them realize that their arrival had caused them a lot of trouble.

"Everyone, let's start eating. Xiao Xun, pour some wine for your uncles." Second Grandfather and the others were afraid that these people would feel uncomfortable, so they set up a separate table for a few of them. Several old men couldn't wait to open the wine jars and fill their own cups.

"Let's eat," Yun Zhixin said. Although he didn't know his family's current situation, seeing such a table full of food meant they were doing alright, so he urged everyone to start eating. Seeing that the old man had already started eating, he took the lead and picked up his bowl to eat as well. Under his influence, everyone joined in, and the food was incredibly delicious, full of the taste of home.

The soldiers who had lost their families ate their meals while tears streamed down their faces. Afraid of being discovered, they secretly lowered their heads and wiped their tears under their bowls.

When everyone raised their glasses and took a small sip, they were completely amazed.

This wine isn't a strong spirit; it has a fruity aroma that makes it hard to identify the specific fruit, and it gives you an indescribable sense of satisfaction when you drink it.

"This is so delicious! The person who brewed this wine is a genius!" he exclaimed after taking a sip.

Hearing this, Yun Zhiming's lips curled up in a smile, secretly chuckling to himself.

The old men all downed their first cups of wine in one gulp, then asked Yunxun to pour them a second cup so they could savor it slowly. Seeing their behavior, the second grandfather's beard twitched with anger. These bandits were truly incompetent; it seemed there was no way he could save a drop of this wine.

After they had eaten and drunk their fill, the old men were about to go home, swaying unsteadily. Seeing them like this, Yunxun and the others quickly went forward to support them and let them rest there for a while.

"What rest? It's just a little bit of alcohol, it won't get anyone drunk. Let your dad and the others rest for a bit, we'll come back later." After saying that, he walked out.

As soon as the gate was opened, several young men were found guarding the outside. Well, there was no need to see them off anymore; each family had sent someone to guard the place.

After everyone had left, Yun Zhiming also got up to say goodbye, so that the family could have a proper chat.

After everyone had left, Yun Zhixin inquired about what had happened during this time. Hearing his father and son's accounts, he found it unbelievable.

He knew Sicheng, but didn't know him very well. He never expected that because of him, the whole village would get through the most difficult period safely.

"Is he really that strong?" The soldiers next to him were also engrossed in listening. In the military, they all admired the strong.

Yun Tao can't stand any doubts from others now. In his mind, even his own father is no match for Brother Cheng.

"Of course, that's just what we saw. We don't know how strong Brother Cheng really is. You didn't see it, but Brother Cheng cuts through ice that hard and thick like tofu." He gestured as he spoke.

"Such a talented person, why did the army let him retire back then?" Yun Zhixin was very puzzled.

At this point, the village chief and several village officials arrived, and the family stopped talking about it.

After explaining their purpose, Yun Zhixin and his group took out their statistics book and followed everyone to learn about the current situation in the village.

After completing the statistics, I also told them that the city might send some people down here.

"Didn't we ask these people to settle in the village before the earthquake? Nobody was willing to come back then. Would they be willing to come now?" Yun Hailang was dismissive of these people's arrival, thinking that they would definitely not adapt to rural life.

“The situation back then is different from now. The city is almost uninhabitable now. If so many people don’t grow their own food, the grain reserves can’t keep supplying them. They will definitely come over eventually, so everyone should be prepared to receive them.” Next, Yun Zhixin told everyone about the current situation in the city, so that everyone should be mentally prepared.

"So how many people do you think our village should accept? Having a rough number will help us make arrangements." Since we can't refuse, we can only accept. But we can plan ahead, and it would be even better if we could carefully select the people to join.

"I really don't know. We'll have to wait until we submit the data before we can allocate the resources. Along the way, we've seen many villages that are deserted. We'll probably send a lot of people to those places. But we probably won't let many people into our village, since land is limited," Yun Zhixin said, offering his guess.

"I hope you won't send too many people. If you have to send some, could you please check if they are decent people? That way we can avoid a lot of trouble," the village chief said, making his request.