The blazing sun high in the sky resembled a giant, burning fireball, relentlessly showering down its intense and scorching light, baking the earth without reservation.

Even the occasional breeze carries with it waves of heat.

Everyone in the Jiang family was drenched in sweat. Although they felt the heat was unbearable, the thought that the weather would dry the mosquito coils faster made it all seem less unbearable.

"The food is ready, come in and eat!" Madam Hu and Old Lady Jiang stood at the entrance of the main room, inviting everyone to come in and eat.

Upon hearing that they could finally eat, the four boys, Jiang He and Hu Xun, immediately put down their tools and rushed towards the main room.

"Time to eat! Time to eat!" The four cheered excitedly, as if they hadn't eaten for days.

With her hands on her hips and her eyebrows raised, Hu glared at the four men. "You rascals, go wash your hands."

Jiang Hehu Xun knew Hu's temper very well; if they dared not wash their hands, they would have no food to eat.

So the boys immediately stopped, turned a corner, and rushed to the water vat under the eaves to quickly wash their hands.

The adults couldn't help but laugh at the sight.

Lunch was particularly lavish, consisting of a large bowl of stir-fried eggs with chives, a large bowl of glistening green vegetables, and a large pot of stewed old hen with dried mushrooms.

Jiang Jiang looked at the extremely lavish dishes on the table and couldn't help but swallow hard. "Grandma, did you find gold? Why are you being so generous today?"

Stir-fried eggs with chives, but there's hardly any chives, it's all eggs.

At home, when we make stir-fried eggs with chives, we always use a big bowl of chives and only add one or two eggs.

Grandma Jiang's face scrunched up into a big chrysanthemum with a big smile. "Hey, what I picked up wasn't gold, it's silver!"

Jiang He pointed at the chicken soup in front of him, his eyes widening dramatically. "Grandma actually dared to slaughter the old hen at home! Did the sun not rise in the west today?"

As he spoke, Jiang He peeked out.

Grandma Jiang blushed a little when her grandson questioned her. She slapped Jiang Dahe on the head with her iron palm and glared at him. "Who said this is our old hen? This is the old hen your sister bought yesterday."

Jiang Dahe yelled, clutching the spot where he'd been hit, and muttered with a grin, "It doesn't matter."

Yesterday, when we were slaughtering the old hen, my mother was absolutely unwilling.

"You two boys, if you're not going to eat, go out and do some work!" Grandma Jiang made a move to take away the chicken soup in front of Jiang He. Seeing this, Jiang He quickly covered his chicken soup with both hands.

"Grandma, I'll eat, I'll eat! I'm just teasing you." He said with a fawning smile.

Mrs. Hu, standing to the side, glared at her two sons and explained, "Your grandma saw that you were working hard, so she slaughtered an old hen to nourish everyone. And you two, instead, started making fun of your grandma."

"Hehe~~" The two boys held their bowls of chicken soup and laughed heartily.

Grandma Jiang's anger just now was all an act. She took a large chicken leg from the pot and skillfully put it into Jiang Wanwan's bowl. She said warmly, "My precious granddaughter, you've worked so hard. Here, have a big chicken leg to nourish yourself. This was specially saved for you; none of your brothers have any."

"Yes, Wanwan, eat more. Look at you, you're the thinnest one in the whole family now," Zhu said, looking at Jiang Wanwan with concern.

"You know what, the little girl is indeed the thinnest in our family, she needs to eat more." Madam Hu nodded repeatedly.

So, to show their concern for her, the adults in the family each put a piece of food into Jiang Wanwan's bowl, making the food pile up like a small mountain.

What can we do? We can only bury our heads in our food.

One should not refuse a gift from one's elders.