Inside the kitchen door is Mu Chu, who is cooking. Outside the door is Jiang Yule, who is concentrating on picking wild vegetables. They chat from time to time through a door, just like a loving couple.
The aroma of the food filled the whole yard. Meng Wanshu, who was working with the aunt next door, smelled the aroma of the food before she even had time to enter the house.
"Wanshu, is it Jiang Zhiqing who is cooking for your family?" Aunt Gaixian's nose twitched as she sniffed the tempting aroma in the air. She and Aiping were the ones who cooked. The team leader's wife was still working in the fields and hadn't come back yet. In the surrounding area, the only ones who cooked meat dishes every now and then and were willing to use more ingredients were Jiang Yule and Meng Wanshu's families.
"This must be cooking meat, but doesn't Jiang Zhiqing know how to cook?" Aunt Aiping also asked curiously. These two aunts are nice people. With Mu Chuan and Qi Bai in the middle, they are even kinder to Jiang Yule and Meng Wanshu.
Therefore, Meng Wanshu was less on guard at this moment. She was also fascinated by the rich aroma of rice, but she thought that Jiang Yule might have taken the packed food like at noon, so she explained, "Yule replied briefly. Maybe he heated up the lunch. I'm not sure."
"Is that so? Then hurry home and eat." Aunt Aiping always felt that this was not the taste of hot dishes, but it was no secret in the village that the two educated youths ate well. Since it was their business, she didn't ask any more questions. She patted Meng Wanshu gently and urged her to go home and eat.
"Okay, see you tomorrow, auntie." Meng Wanshu said hello to the two aunties and skipped home.
The moment the door opened, through the gap when Meng Wanshu turned around, Aunt Aiping accidentally saw a familiar figure. She paused, shook her head, and went home.
Well, she said, Jiang Zhiqing is not a good cook, so if there is a smell of food in the house, it must be cooked by someone else, and it is her kid. When he comes home and sees his own cold pot and stove,
Aunt Aiping sighed quietly, "Never mind, never mind. At least this nephew can bring back a lot of meat. The family has had a lot more food in their stomachs recently, so we can't let him cook anymore."
But it is rare to have Mu Chuan, that big ice cube, be so attentive.
But thinking about Jiang Yule's good-looking face that made people angry, it seemed that she could understand. Looking at her rough hands, and then thinking about Jiang Zhiqing's hands that she saw that day, Aunt Aiping shook her head helplessly. Different people have different fates.
"What are you thinking about, Aiping? Did you see Chuan boy this afternoon? Did he go to the fields? I haven't seen him for the whole afternoon and I don't know where he went." Grandma Muchuan walked out of the house and saw Aiping standing at the kitchen door, thinking about something.
"Chuanzi..." Aiping looked towards the gate and made sure that no one was around before she lowered her voice and said, "Chuanzi is next door, and he seems to be cooking meat for Jiang Zhiqing."
"Really? There's progress?" Grandma Mu Chuan was pleasantly surprised, and the smile on her face became even kinder.
"Well, I'm not sure. I just glanced at it when I passed by."
"Yes, yes, let's not interfere and just pretend we don't know. Girls are shy, don't let us delay them," Mu Chuan's grandmother chattered happily, but suddenly she thought of Ai Ping's expression just now, and changed the subject and continued, "You, don't think that Chuanzi can take all the good things next door. The things he brought back during this period are enough for ten Chuanzis to eat."
"Mom, what are you saying? Chuanzi is my nephew. How can I complain that he doesn't bring anything when he comes to my aunt's house for dinner? What's more, the food for the neighbors was made by Chuanzi himself. How can I, as an elder, still care about it?" Aiping said with a bit of embarrassment on her face.
Mu Chuan's grandmother knew at a glance that she must have thought about it, but Ai Ping was also a sensible person. She must have known the seriousness of the matter when she said that. After she corrected herself for a few words, she didn't say anything more.
Next door, at Jiang Yule's house, Meng Wanshu saw Mu Chuan, who was wearing a pink apron and serving food, with her eyes wide open.
"What are you doing?" Meng Wanshu pointed her finger back and forth between the two of them. Although Mu Chuan had come to their house to cook before, for some reason today, she always felt that pink bubbles were flying all over the sky.
Jiang Yule didn't respond to her words, but just said to Mu Chuan, "Call Qi Bai and Li Sisi to come together."
"I'll go, I'll go," Meng Wanshu said at the door. She wanted to get more people over. This cloyingly sweet air was hard to digest.
After saying that, Meng Wan ran out smoothly, first went to Li Sisi's house to call her out, and then went to Qi Bai's house together.
At the door of Qi Bai's house, Meng Wanshu tapped her feet and waved to Qi Bai who was washing up in the yard. Aunt Gaixian in the yard looked at the girl who was happily greeting at the door and called out to Qi Bai.
"Xiao Bai, it's Meng Zhiqing and that girl Sisi who are waiting for you at the door."
"Ah?" Qi Bai wiped the water off his face and looked towards the door. He saw Meng Wanshu waving at him and walking towards the door while wiping the water off his face.
He opened the gate and asked, "What's up? Have you eaten yet? Would you like to come in and have something to eat?"
"I haven't eaten yet," Meng Wanshu said, deliberately lowering her voice, and continued with a sly smile on her face, "Come over and eat together. Boss Mu cooked at my house."
"Brother Chuan is cooking? Wow! You are in for a treat. You guys go first, I will clean up and then come over."
"Okay, then hurry up."
"Right away!" Qi Bai didn't care about anything else. He quickly washed up, changed into clean clothes and prepared to go out.
Aunt Gaixian saw her son was about to go out, and hurriedly called out, "It's time to eat, where are you going!"
"I'm going to eat at the restaurant next door. Brother Chuan made some delicious food."
By the time Aunt Gaixian came to her senses, her son had already disappeared.
Opposite door. Thinking of the smell of food when I just came back. Hmm... I know where it came from.
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