Butcher Hu glanced at his son-in-law.
If his son-in-law showed displeasure or dissatisfaction, he would straighten his back and defend his daughter.
But when he saw the gentle and refined smile on Fan Jin's face, he thought, "This son-in-law is so magnanimous, I, as his father-in-law, must also show some respect!"
"Qing'er, there are many of us, we don't need so many dishes."
There was chicken, fish, meat, eggs, and five or six plates of vegetables.
Especially the eggplant, which is served with meat!
This lifestyle is truly extravagant.
"Dad, we need more food because there are more people, otherwise there won't be enough to eat," Shui Qing said casually without turning her head as she distributed chopsticks.
Butcher Hu choked.
He then said, "If there are many dishes, that's fine, but having just one or two kinds of chicken, fish, meat, or eggs is already quite good. We don't need to have them all."
Shuiqing invited everyone to sit down and replied, "It's alright, Dad. You don't know, we now have 170 or 180 chickens and hundreds of fat rabbits at home. We eat chicken and rabbit alternately, so we never get tired of them."
Butcher Hu: .....He's afraid of getting tired of eating it!
Wait, my daughter's family has 170 or 180 chickens?!
There are still hundreds of big, fat rabbits?
He stammered, "Where did it come from?"
"Of course they're raised, otherwise why would anyone give them to us?" Shui Qing chuckled.
Then he added, "Now we can collect more than a hundred eggs a day. In this weather, we can't go out, and eggs can't be kept for long. We, the old and the young, all need to supplement our nutrition, so we shouldn't be stingy. Otherwise, it would be a waste if they spoiled."
Mrs. Hu, who was used to being frugal, nodded in agreement.
Qing'er's words make a lot of sense.
"And these fish, we caught them this morning. We don't need any money. If we keep them there for too long, they'll either die or get thin. We have to eat them as soon as possible."
Butcher Hu: ...That's true.
"Alright, let's eat. If there's nothing left, we'll just have to tighten our belts and eat less!" Shui Qing declared boldly.
The effort to stockpile goods beforehand was so that we wouldn't go hungry when disaster strikes.
With so many people, young and old, if they don't take advantage of this quiet time to rest and recuperate, how will they cope with the various things that will follow?
You can't do without good health; no matter what, health is the greatest asset.
Yan Qiuxing and Bai Ziqian, who were already used to her style, cheered and started eating.
Ling Ran lowered his eyes, his hand holding the chopsticks with distinct knuckles, moving unhurriedly.
Hu Wenhua, being young at heart, was already craving a table full of delicious food and began shoveling food into his bowl.
Butcher Hu held his chopsticks, unsure where to begin.
Every dish looks delicious.
Hu's mother put a large piece of fatty meat on his plate.
It's funny, even though her family sells pork, there's always fatty meat. The head of the household always lets his children and her eat it first, never taking any for himself.
Now, let's indulge in a little extravagance.
Butcher Hu didn't refuse and started eating heartily.
Mmm, it smells delicious!
Fan Zhaodi held up a large, rough earthenware bowl filled with glistening white rice.
She has eaten it.
Previously, my aunt asked my second sister to bring her meals, and each time it was always rice or refined grains like wheat flour.
Unlike black rice, it doesn't irritate the throat. It's much smoother than corn or millet, and has a light, fresh rice aroma. It's delicious.
This rice is so delicious, you could eat it forever and never get tired of it.
She felt she didn't need any side dishes; she could eat two bowls of rice on her own.
Clearly, Shuiqing doesn't think rice needs side dishes.
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