In the past few months, Liang Shengdi has not only worked harder and become more diligent, but has also gradually developed deeper relationships with the children.
When the chickens grew up a little and no longer needed to be looked after all the time, he followed his grandmother up the mountains and down the rivers again.
When Lin Shuying doesn't have classes on weekends, she will go along as well. She feels that going out with her grandmother is much more interesting than going to the fields with her parents.
Liang Shengdi was also different from other elderly people. As long as your life wasn't in danger, she'd let you do whatever you wanted. She wasn't the one washing your clothes if they got dirty or wet.
She never lectured you on any profound principles, nor did she consider herself an elder. She would often give bad advice to the children to work in order to get some delicacies. On the way home, she would argue with her grandchildren about who should eat the belly meat of the fish today, and whether she should eat more of the quail she caught.
The third and fourth children were still too young; Chen Chunhua and Lin Guoqing wouldn't let them go. Lin Shumei didn't quite understand, and even if she were allowed to go, she'd still want to stay close to her mother. But Lin Shuchao was truly envious.
Chen Chunhua said that when he reached his brother's age, he would be able to follow his grandmother, so he kept mumbling to the glutton every day.
"Grow up quickly, glutton! When you grow up, I will grow up too..."
Little do people know that if chickens grow too fast, they will most likely be eaten (￣.￣)
Liang Shengdi actually wanted to eat a whole chicken by herself, but she looked down at the four little ones over there, from tall to short, looking up at her, their eyes full of desire for the delicious food.
For some reason, Liang Shengdi recalled her childhood, and she couldn't even tell what year it was.
She remembered that during a few years when the times were good, her family would kill a chicken to celebrate during the Chinese New Year, but she was not included in the chicken.
The chicken legs and wings belonged to my younger brother, the chicken breasts and bones to my father, the chicken necks and feet to my grandfather, and the chicken broth to my mother. Even the chicken bones had to be fed to the old sows at the back.
She is a money-loser and has no right to eat. Giving her a bowl of rice during the New Year is already a great favor.
Every time she could only squat in the corner and watch with envy and desire in her eyes almost overflowing, but no one could see it.
When she grew up a little and was able to catch sparrows and quails by herself, she would secretly hide in the mountains and roast them to eat, and then go home after finishing eating.
But the taste, for some reason, just didn't seem as fragrant as the chicken soup during Chinese New Year. She really wanted to eat chicken and drink chicken soup.
In fact, she had eaten it once, on the day she married Lin Guoqing's father. Old Mrs. Lin felt that since she didn't spend any money to marry her, and it was a happy day after all, she decided to kill a chicken to celebrate.
She thought she would never forget the taste of that pot of chicken soup, probably until she was buried. Although for a long time after eating it, her old woman kept talking about how she would eat it, most of the whole chicken went into Liang Shengdi's stomach, and her son only ate one leg and didn't eat much of the rest.
So what? Her son hadn't said anything, so why was she so anxious? Liang Shengdi thought so at the time, but she still had to work and eat sweet potatoes. But the chickens at home were taken care of very well by her. Their fur was shiny and smooth, and they looked very fat.
Then she got pregnant, and she thought about chicken soup again, but was scolded by the old woman.
"You really don't know how expensive firewood, rice, oil and salt are until you manage the household! Are those chickens for you to eat? They're supposed to lay eggs and earn money, okay? All you do is eat them every day! Why don't you earn some money for me?"
Liang Shengdi was puzzled. Why wasn't she making any money? She spent her days tending to the chickens, ducks, and the large white geese at the door. In her free time, she would weave bamboo baskets. During the busy farming season, she would bring food and water to the fields for the men, help weed and pick insects, and even work harder than anyone else collecting eggs. Didn't she get a share of the money from the baskets, eggs, and grain you sold?
But the old woman refused to listen and refused to kill the chicken to make soup for her daughter-in-law, even though her son pleaded with her. She even said that if anyone wanted to eat the chicken, they had to step over her dead body.
In the end, her husband secretly cooked an egg for her.
It was so boring. Liang Shengdi thought at the time, forget it, if she doesn't want to eat, then she won't do that job anymore. Working herself to death every day and only getting a sweet potato, there's no meaning in life anymore.
But she would occasionally think of the pot of chicken soup she had when she got married. It was so delicious... If she could eat it again before she closed her eyes in this life, her life would be complete.
Chen Chunhua's dream really came true today. The whole old hen was lying in the basin in front of her, and it would be on the table soon.
But Chunhua asked her whether she wanted to eat it alone or share some with the children.
Liang Shengdi was quite hesitant.
She wanted to share some with them, but she was afraid this would be her last chance to eat chicken. She was already old, and who knew if she would die someday. The children were still young and had had many more opportunities to eat chicken than she did, so she definitely wanted to enjoy it all herself!
After thinking for a long time, Chen Chunhua was a little tired of waiting, "Mom? Mom?"
"Hmm?" Liang Shengdi came back to her senses from her memories, "Oh..."
Chen Chunhua: ...
"What are you asking? I'm asking you a question."
"Oh." Liang Shengdi said "Oh" slowly again, and then looked at the four little ones who were still staring at her. It was really difficult to deal with!
"Chunhua...will we eat chicken later?" Liang Shengdi asked.
Chen Chunhua looked at her with amusement, "You're talking nonsense, life is getting better and better, how can it be gone after eating a chicken?"
"Of course I will! As long as everyone in our family works hard, the adults work hard, and the children study hard, one day, you can eat chicken whenever you want, and you can eat as many chickens as you want at once!"
Lin Guoqing sat next to the children, thinking of the box they hid deepest under the bed, and also boasted and made a promise to his mother.
Liang Shengdi's mouth almost cracked to the back of her ears. She didn't believe much of what others said, including her own son. Look at how much Lin Guoqing is praising, and he wants to eat as many as he wants. Why doesn't he go to heaven?
But she believed what Chen Chunhua said. She was sure there would be chicken to eat in the future.
"Then you can just make a pot and share it with everyone! Next time you want to eat chicken, just remember me!"
The four children cheered instantly, scaring the chickens in their arms so much that they jumped out and ran around in panic.
"Hey, hey, hey, keep an eye on your chickens. It's almost time for them to go out and play. If they poop, the whole house will stink!" Lin Guoqing quickly directed the children to drive the chickens away.
Chen Chunhua got the accurate information and went into the kitchen with a smile.
"We're all living under the same roof, eating and sleeping together. How could I forget you when something so big happened?"
"Put more mushrooms and greens in there! And don't forget to save a portion of the chicken soup I just mentioned!"
"I know~"
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