Zhou said, "Old Zhang has a bad temper, but the children he has raised are really good."
When Zhang Hujun returned home, he smelled the aroma of meat as soon as he reached the door.
Zhang Hujun grinned and said, "It smells so good!"
Wang rolled her eyes at Zhang Hujun and said, "How can a pot of meat and bones not smell good?"
Today's lunch was the best meal I have had in the past three or four months.
Although the rice was still a paste of wild vegetables, there was a full pot of broth with kudzu root stewed in it.
The aroma was so fragrant that it had already drifted to the neighboring houses.
The neighbors next door sniffed and drooled, "Whose family is stewing this meat?"
"Whose family doesn't plan to live anymore? They're stewing meat at this time?"
"This fragrance seems to be coming from Old Zhang's house. What happened to Old Zhang's house?"
The Zhang family couldn't hear the discussions outside, and even if they did, they didn't have the time to pay attention. They were just eating meat and drinking soup with big gulps.
There was only a little meat, and each person had a piece of it. The bones were given to Old Man Zhang and Li. But you could drink the bone soup as much as you wanted, and there was plenty of kudzu root, so you could eat as much as you wanted.
Sanya took a bite of the meat, and the oil flowed down the corners of her mouth. Sanya quickly pushed the oil into her mouth with the back of her hand and sucked it clean.
Zhang Hujun laughed and said, "This meat feels different when eaten. It feels like my stomach is full of fat and water, and I feel stronger."
Zhang Hulan said: "With more strength, we can work harder and earn more money. From now on, we don't have to eat meat every day, but we must eat meat every three days."
Several children looked at Zhang Hulan, including Zhang Dahua and Zhang Xiaojun.
Just thinking about eating meat once every three days makes me feel happy.
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