The topic changed so quickly that it forced Wang Yuanshan to hold back his tears.
He coughed lightly twice.
She looked at her younger sister with resentment. "Don't you know what kind of person your older brother is? I would never bully him. You little ingrate, all you do behind my back is think about how to find a chance to insult me, don't you?"
"Hehe, just kidding." Wang Jingshui stuck out her tongue.
She had long hair and sat on the bed, her pretty face adorned with a funny expression, looking both charming and adorable.
She doesn't look like a married woman who's about to become a mother.
Yan Xia had Shi'er stand guard outside the door.
She chatted with them for a while, then gave the house to her daughter-in-law and her family.
Then she went to the kitchen to decide what to eat that evening, and then returned to the second courtyard, where she leaned against the chaise lounge in the room and read a book.
When people get serious, time flies by, as the sun slowly sets outside.
The room became dark.
The words on the book were no longer legible until Xiao Ji lit a candle, which brightened the room.
At this time, in Chengwei School.
The workers are lining up to get their meals.
As usual, more than half of the people were holding bowls and basins, waiting to pack up their food and take it back to their families.
Jiang Dafeng also joined the team.
He was holding a wooden bowl.
Dongzi, standing at the front, was still empty-handed.
"Hey, Brother Dafeng, you brought your own lunch too? Looks like we can't eat together tonight," Dongzi said, turning around.
"Yes, my wife and children have never eaten such good food. I feel bad eating alone. As a man, it's okay if I don't have enough to eat, but my wife and children can't go hungry. You'll understand when you get married."
Jiang Dafeng extended his right hand and patted Dongzi on the shoulder, his expression somewhat meaningful.
"Hey, it's not even close to happening yet. Let's talk about it after we get paid next month. We've got a long way to go." Dongzi also wants to settle down.
But what can he do if he doesn't have enough money?
Winter is coming.
He doesn't want to sleep alone in a cold bed again this year.
As they talked, the two took several steps forward.
Soon, the wooden box was delivered to the two of them, and Jiang Dafeng opened it to take a look.
Today we had steamed sea bass, spicy braised pork bones, two refreshing vegetable dishes, and a hearty bowl of white rice.
Dongzi had already taken the lead and sat down on the steps to start eating.
Jiang Dafeng carefully poured the food into the wooden bowl he had brought, not even letting the soup go to waste. He licked the last few grains of rice from the wooden box before putting the box into the bucket.
After the wooden bowl was covered, it was tightly tied with a rope and stuffed into a burlap sack.
"Hey, Brother Dafeng, why are you wrapped up so tightly in three layers on the left and three layers on the right? Are you afraid someone will see you?" Dongzi asked, his mouth full of oil as he ate his rice.
"Yes, I'm afraid people will see it. There are a lot of gossipy women in the alley where I live, and they love to talk behind people's backs. I'm afraid that bringing such good food back would attract too much attention. Smell it, how delicious this food is! I dare not let the smell out."
Jiang Dafeng knew that Dongzi wasn't a bad person, just a bit gossipy, so he patiently explained.
"Oh, okay, then be careful on your way. I'll finish eating soon and head back. See you tomorrow." Dongzi didn't say anything more after hearing this. He lowered his head and enjoyed his food.
Its head was almost inside the wooden box.
Jiang Dafeng left the school but didn't go straight home. Instead, he went to the street and picked up some rotten vegetable leaves, the kind that were so rotten they were yellow and oozing water. He filled almost half a bag before going home.
It was already pitch black.
Many families had already finished their meals and were out for a stroll. When Jiang Dafeng walked into the alley, he found that his doorstep was once again surrounded by people.
These women and old women looked at him like jackals eyeing a hare.
The gaze seemed to carry heat, scorching Jiang Dafeng. He felt slightly uncomfortable, lowered his head, and went inside silently.
“Look at me, what’s the use of raising two sons? Only the eldest is filial. Otherwise, I’ll have no one to take care of me when I’m old. Sigh, I shouldn’t have given birth to him. It’s all a debt. He doesn’t even call me ‘Mother’ when he sees me. If you didn’t know better, you’d think he didn’t recognize me! Tsk tsk, he’s carrying a bag in his hand. I wonder what good stuff he brought back. He really forgets his mother after getting married.”
Chen's eyes were cold, her expression filled with disgust. When she spoke, the corners of her mouth turned down, as if the person who had just walked in was not her son, but an enemy.
She spoke at the right moment, and in a loud voice, as if she had deliberately timed it so that Jiang Dafeng could hear her.
Jiang Dafeng did indeed hear it clearly.
He gave a cold laugh.
I didn't pay much attention to it.
I went straight back to my room.
Once inside, they made sure to lower the door latch in case someone suddenly barged in.
The mother and her two daughters were all inside the house.
Yun Shi was lying on the bed, Jiang Wan was sitting by the bed sewing shoe soles, and the youngest Jiang Tong was sleeping soundly with his mother in his arms.
"You're back!"
"father--"
The mother and daughter immediately smiled and called out when they saw Jiang Dafeng.
"Hey, I'm back! Come and see what delicious treats Dad brought you."
Jiang Dafeng lifted the sack and waved it.
“Ugh, Father—” The voice woke Jiang Tong from his sleep.
Hearing that something delicious is being made.
He got out of bed, half-opened his eyes, and looked at Jiang Dafeng, looking incredibly cute.
Jiang Dafeng laughed and stopped being mysterious. He put the sack on the table, opened it, pushed aside the rotten vegetable leaves, took out a wooden bowl from the bottom, untied the rope, put the lid on the table, took out a pair of chopsticks from the cabinet, wiped them clean, and handed them to Yun Shi, who was sitting on the bed.
The chopsticks were brought over last night along with the wooden bowl.
"Eat up, all three of you eat together, eat your fill and don't save any for me."
Yun took the wooden bowl and looked down. Inside was white rice, steamed until thoroughly dry, along with fish and meat bones. Even the vegetables glistened with oil, clearly indicating the addition of a generous amount of lard. The aroma wafted over, making one's mouth water.
The wooden bowl was still warm, and the aroma wafted through the air. When Jiang Tong smelled it, his mouth watered instantly, and the saliva dripped onto the back of Jiang Wan's hand.
"Dad, Mom, my little brother is drooling." Jiang Wan took a handkerchief and wiped the drool from her little brother's mouth and the back of her hand, and said.
"This child, are you craving food? Eat up, let your mother feed you." Jiang Dafeng didn't laugh at his son. His eyes were full of heartache and self-reproach. If he could have earned more money, or separated from the family earlier, his son wouldn't be so greedy for food.
"Ah, delicious, the meat is so delicious, Mother, A-Tong wants more—" Madam Yun fed the little glutton Jiang Tong the first bite. She picked up her chopsticks, picked up some rice, and piled a small piece of fish belly meat on top of the rice.
Jiang Tong took a sip.
He covered the chopsticks with his mouth, and when he ate the food, he only chewed it a few times before swallowing it.
They said it was delicious and they wanted more.
Yun did not continue feeding him, but instead fed the second bite to her daughter.
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