If the heavy rain continues tomorrow, even if the Fan Qian and Fan Damu families refuse to participate, they can't simply not participate in the construction.
Apart from the old village chief, everyone in the Li family was shrouded in gloom and despair.
Their family wanted to help the village get through the rainstorm safely and minimize the losses for every household in the village, so they braved the wind and rain without complaint.
However, some villagers only think about taking advantage of others, wanting to gain benefits without putting in any effort themselves.
They scheme and manipulate at every turn.
Compared to anger, I feel more disheartened.
Li Wen sighed deeply, only then remembering the bamboo basket he had put down under the eaves.
As darkness fell and everyone's attention was elsewhere, no one noticed that he had picked up the bamboo basket and said to his wife, "Guifen, this is what Sister Shuiqing gave Dad. I don't know what it is, so please heat it up for him."
The old village chief frowned deeply, and then his eldest son hurriedly said, "Father, I really wasn't planning on having one!"
Ke Jindi grabbed my raincoat, so I couldn't run away. Shuiqing handed it to me, but I couldn't exactly pull and tug at her, could I?
She also said, "This is for you! You won't scold me if I take it back."
The old village chief's brows slowly relaxed. The others had thought things through and sincerely gave the gift to their family, and they had already brought it back.
He relented: "Open it and see what it is. Eldest daughter-in-law, heat it up for dinner so the whole family can eat together."
Wang Guifen wanted to say that this was for her father-in-law, but when she weighed the rough earthenware pot in her hand, she found it to be quite heavy. Even after deducting the weight of the pot, it probably still weighed five or six pounds!
There are too many people for one person to finish eating.
She knew in her heart that Shuiqing said it was for her father, but such a big basin of it was obviously prepared for the whole family.
She first untied the tightly bound hemp rope around the mouth of the basin, taking it off one loop at a time, then peeled off the oil paper wrapping it, and exclaimed in surprise.
Hearing the shouts, Zhang Hui and Zhao Lan, the two sisters-in-law, went over to take a look.
This glance caused the two of them to gasp in surprise.
The three Li brothers looked over curiously, "What's wrong?"
Zhao Lan pointed to the rough earthenware basin and exclaimed incredulously, "It's meat! A basin full of meat!"
Upon hearing that it was meat, even the old village chief looked over.
Li Wu stepped forward and exclaimed, "This is pure meat, not adulterated at all!"
When giving something as a gift, why would you give pure meat? A little meat mixed in with the dish, so it has some meat flavor and some fat, is already good enough.
Li Qiang smelled it, "Lamb."
The mutton flavor is strong and quite pronounced.
Zhang Hui examined them carefully and said, "Each piece is thick with oil; they were carefully selected. Shui Qing is truly generous; I have nothing to say about him."
If it were her, she wouldn't be willing to send meat that's pure meat, even if it's juicy and fatty.
Those present, if they asked themselves honestly, could not do it.
With meat for dinner, the family's previous gloom vanished, and their faces lit up with anticipation.
Wang Guifen and the other two held the heavy, rough pottery basin, their hearts filled with excitement.
Five or six pounds of meat—even for the Chinese New Year, I wouldn't be willing to buy that much!
Dinner was prepared in advance: stewed radish, stir-fried loofah, and steamed eggplant.
The head of the household worked hard digging the ditch, so he added two goose eggs to the vegetable soup, making a big pot of vegetable and egg drop soup.
Goose eggs are much larger than chicken eggs. They don't taste as good as chicken eggs, but they are big enough that two goose eggs can make a bowl look like it has a lot of egg flowers.
Thinking that being in charge tomorrow might be even more tiring than today, the three of them didn't dare to finish all the mutton in one meal.
First, I took out most of a bowl of pure meat, poured in a little bit of broth, and put it in a pot to heat.
I took out about two pounds more and poured it, along with the broth, into the stewed radish. I stirred it well, added the heat, and stewed it for a little while. When I served it, even the radish had the aroma of meat.
The rest, along with the rough earthenware pot, were soaked in cold water and saved for tomorrow's extra meal.
The three sisters-in-law set dinner on the table.
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