Zhang nodded, "I'll remember that."
"If you want Mi Tu to eat it, add a few drops of oil."
"Tuo, I've got it all down."
Electric rice cookers are a rare item in this village. When Feng Mian and Gu Yuelin returned from Haicheng, they brought back an electric rice cooker for the old couple, and the news soon spread in the village.
In the past two days, some people have come to Fengmian’s rice cooker to see what’s new.
I watched how Zhang put the rice in the pot and how he added water. With just one press, the pot started heating up.
We chatted and waited, and soon the rice cooker clicked and the rice was cooked.
"Look, this is what the rice looks like after it's cooked." Zhang introduced with a proud look on her face.
The visitor stretched his neck to take a look, "Oh, it's really ripe, maybe I'll try it."
"I'll fill a bowl for you."
"No, no, I'll just try a spoonful."
I tasted a spoonful of rice and it was soft, sticky and delicious, and really cooked.
"Mr. Zhang, you are blessed. Although your daughter passed away early and your son was upset, your granddaughter and her husband are really filial. It's worth it that you and your wife had to support her and treat her well."
Zhang smiled and said, "I am not raising her to ask her to repay me. I have to raise her whether she gives me food or drink or not."
"Yes, yes, this person, you still have to treat others with kindness. No one is stupid. If you treat others well, they will treat you well."
Another person also said: "Yes, you should treat others the way you want others to treat you. Don't expect others to do it when you can't do it yourself."
"That's what they call you raise me when I'm young, and I'll raise you when you're old."
Everyone praised Feng Mian in various ways.
Zhao Hui, who was watching the excitement at the outermost edge of the crowd, was angry and jealous.
She cursed inwardly a few times and went back to her and Feng Xiaomei's house angrily.
"Mom, did you see that? Is that rice cooker really as magical as they say?"
"Yes, you can cook with just electricity, no firewood."
Feng Xiaomei snorted and said sarcastically, "She is filial, so just marry her and let her raise her. Humph, those two old men won't do anything to me anyway."
Zhao Hui was also cursing, "If I had known this would happen, I would not have let your grandparents go. We haven't separated the family, and everything she wants to show her filial piety to the old couple is ours. We can eat together and use the rice cooker together."
She remembered something and added, "Oh, they also have electric fans. In the summer, they use the fans to keep us cool. Oh, that was a wrong step."
Zhao Hui regretted so much that she beat her chest and stamped her feet.
I thought that if I hadn’t taken this wrong step, the rice cooker and electric fan would be mine.
Although she had never visited them, she had heard that the old couple ate the most luxurious food and wore the most luxurious clothes. In summer, they played with fans made from palm-leaf fans; in winter, they sat around the stove, boiled tea, roasted sweet potatoes, and made shoe soles.
Every day they make a lot of money selling fans and thousand-layer soles.
The old man still gets subsidies, and they can’t even afford the money they earn because Fengmian buys everything for the family.
Feng Mian came back once a week and brought them food every time. They could have meat every week, which made Zhao Hui very envious.
"Xiaomei, Mom made a wrong move. I regret it now."
Feng Xiaomei was feeding her child. When she heard her say that, she turned her head to look at her, "What do you regret? Are you talking about divorcing Dad?"
"Alas!" Zhao Hui sighed and said, "Not only did I divorce your father, but also your grandparents. I was wrong from the beginning."
Thinking of this, Zhao Hui's eyes lit up and she snorted, "The old couple are our two trump cards. I was stupid enough to throw them away. I should have detained them at home, so that Feng Mian, that damn girl, would not keep giving us trouble."
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