When her aunt finished cooking and brought the meal to Zhao Qingyan's room,
Seeing that she was sleeping soundly, I couldn't bear to wake the child. So I took the food back to the kitchen to keep it warm.
When Zhao Qingyan woke up hungry, it was already dinnertime.
Mrs. Huang felt sorry for her granddaughter and wanted her to eat in her room, but Zhao Qingyan insisted on eating together in the main room.
Of course, the main point is to get to know the relatives from my memories as well.
Upon arriving at the main room,
"Wow, it's really booming," Zhao Qingyan muttered to herself.
The large family was divided into two tables.
Zhao Qianci and Huang Shi sat at one table with their son and grandsons over 15 years old, while their daughters-in-law and granddaughters-in-law sat at another table with their younger children.
Of course, Zhao Qingyan is an exception; she has always sat next to her grandmother since she was a child.
The food on both tables was the same, only the portions differed, since men and women have different appetites.
This distinction also applies to Zhao Qingyan.
Of course, the difference with her is that she eats more than a man.
When Zhao Qingyan saw the huge, basin-sized special rice bowl placed in front of her, she almost couldn't control her expression.
Recalling the scene of the original owner eating, that little girl was just a freeloader.
When eating, he just focuses on eating, taking in as much as his bowl goes in and never asking for more.
Of course, there was no more rice available, as the Zhao family's meals were always served in fixed quantities each day.
When Huang saw Zhao Qingyan staring blankly at her rice bowl, she thought she was feeling unwell.
"My dear, what's wrong?"
Is the food not to your liking, or is the portion not enough? Grandma has more here, I'll share with you.
Upon hearing Huang's question, Zhao Qingyan quickly answered.
"No, that's enough, that's enough."
I just woke up and I'm afraid I won't be able to eat so much.
Grandma, I have plenty of steamed egg custard here, Grandma, have some too.
As he spoke, he picked up a spoon to scoop some for Mrs. Huang.
Mrs. Huang quickly held down her granddaughter's little hand.
"My dear girl, eat this. It was made especially for you."
You're injured and lost so much blood, you need to replenish your strength.
"Grandma will eat when you're better. Eat up, sweetie."
Seeing Huang's resolute attitude, Zhao Qingyan thought about it and decided against it, realizing she couldn't be too different from the original owner of this body, who was just a good-for-nothing.
When the steamed egg custard entered her mouth, its smooth and tender texture immediately caught Zhao Qingyan's eye.
"I must say, these ancient eggs are really delicious, fragrant and not fishy at all."
Taking another sip of the millet porridge specially cooked for Zhao Qingyan, the aroma of rice was so enticing, Zhao Qingyan found it absolutely delicious.
"The taste of all-natural ingredients is just different."
The bright green vegetables in the bowl looked like wild vegetables in a cold salad. I picked up a piece and put it in my mouth.
"Why does this thing taste a little bitter? It's not the bitterness of vegetables."
As she chewed, Zhao Qingyan muttered to herself.
Looking at the other pot, it turned out to be stewed long beans.
Pick up a piece with your chopsticks and put it in your mouth.
"This thing is just boiled in water, right?"
Besides being salty, it also seems slightly bitter. What could be the reason? Could it be a problem with the salt?
Thinking back, it seems that the Zhao family's salt was all coarse salt, large-grained salt with a slightly yellow hue.
The meal ended with everyone devouring it.
Zhao Qingyan was also hungry. The original owner of this body had a large appetite, and she actually finished off the entire bowl of porridge and steamed egg custard.
The dish was only touched twice with chopsticks and then left untouched, because the taste was just too indescribable.
Looking at the empty rice bowl in front of her, Zhao Qingyan wanted to facepalm. This body really could eat a lot.
Mrs. Huang kept a close eye on her granddaughter.
Seeing that his granddaughter only ate two bites of the food, he knew that the food must not taste good.
"Elder brother, after you've eaten, go to Zhang the butcher's house and see if they're slaughtering a pig tomorrow morning."
If you're going to kill one, order three catties of pork, preferably lean meat.
If there are bones, buy a few more to make soup.
Huang gave the instructions.
When Wang heard her mother-in-law's instructions, she readily agreed.
The second aunt, following her mother-in-law's instructions, became anxious.
"Mom, let's buy fatty pork instead. Fatty pork is oily and fragrant."
Besides, everyone's been busy and tired these days; eating some fatty meat will give us more energy.
Madam Huang glanced at her second daughter-in-law.
"Fat? I see you're covered in fat."
"If you don't harvest two acres of land by tomorrow morning, don't bother with lunch."
"What? Mom, you can't do this. If you don't want to buy fatty meat, then don't buy it."
If I harvest two mu of land, will my third sister-in-law have to harvest the same amount as me?
Second Aunt Tian immediately started to implicate Ma.
Ms. Ma was secretly glad that she hadn't said anything, but how did the topic suddenly turn to her?
"It's not, Second Sister-in-law, Mother is just scolding you for being so ignorant and only knowing how to eat."
That was your mother punishing you, what does it have to do with me?
Mother, don't listen to your second sister-in-law.
You know I've always been in poor health.
The person Huang least wants to talk to right now is her daughter-in-law, Ma.
That lazy, greedy, and cunning thing—if it weren't for her, how could my dear daughter have fainted from hunger and broken her head?
"Shut up, you spendthrift woman."
Tomorrow, you and your second sister-in-law must finish harvesting two acres of land before lunch.
I'm going to check; don't try to get away with it.
After giving her two daughters-in-law a stern warning, Mrs. Huang hurried back to her room to be with her beloved daughter.
The dishes were cleaned up by Liu Xiaohua, the eldest cousin's wife, and Zhang Cuicui, the second cousin's wife, that evening.
Everyone went back to their own rooms to rest.
Today really terrified the whole family.
Although they didn't do as much work as usual, the whole family felt exhausted.
I basically fall asleep as soon as my head hits the pillow.
Of course, this does not include the Ma family of the third wife.
Ma was usually a slacker who did the least amount of work.
My daughter almost died today, and she cried herself to sleep.
Today it was her turn to cook, but she made an excuse that she wasn't feeling well and passed the task to her eldest son's niece-in-law.
Lying in bed now, pondering...
"That brat woke up today and she's like a completely different person."
In the past, whenever we ate, he would keep a close eye on me, afraid that I would take too much food.
I'm not used to it that they didn't even glance at me today.
She nudged her husband, who was snoring beside her.
"Ming-ge, wake up."
"I feel like something's off with our daughter today. Ming, wake up!"
Ma's tone was coquettish, but her grip was quite strong.
Zhao Minggeng, who was fast asleep, was woken up, and his temper was naturally not very good.
"It's already dark, why aren't you sleeping? What are you planning to do?"
Are you sure you can finish those two acres of land tomorrow morning? Aren't you going to get up early?
Upon hearing this, Madam Ma immediately deflated like a punctured balloon.
She snorted and turned her back to her husband.
I lay there for less than two minutes, feeling resentful.
He turned over and kicked Zhao Minggeng.
"You woman, why did you kick me? I didn't do anything to you."
Mr. Ma remained silent.
Zhao Minggeng sighed, turned over, and went back to sleep.
My wife's tendency to be temperamental isn't new; we'll get used to it.
I was indeed exhausted, and the night passed without incident.
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