"Luckily, Jin arrived with his men that night. If Mancang and Manku hadn't held the dike, who knows how many more people would have gotten in! We would have suffered so many more casualties."
"And that pepper spray was really powerful! Da Niu rushed in all by himself and subdued more than a dozen or twenty people. He also disrupted the rest. Otherwise, if they had rushed to the gate, opened it, and attacked from the inside, our village would have been doomed."
Those present still felt a lingering fear when talking about what happened a few days ago.
I am even more convinced that we must hold the dike this time!
They sent many people up there, and also at the main gate.
"By the way, should we also send someone to guard the wall?" Aunt Zhang suddenly thought of something and asked anxiously.
Last time it was night, and those bandits only knew to rush in from the front. This time they'll be a bit more experienced. If they can't get in through the front door, they'll know to try another way.
Shui Qing looked at the roaring fire and concluded, "So it's not just about the men; everyone in our village who can do something should contribute to the village, their own families, and themselves!"
"Good!" Even the old village chief couldn't help but respond loudly.
The firelight illuminated the group of people, their faces flushed, their blood boiling, and they felt full of energy!
Inexhaustible energy!
If it's spring plowing, they'd be so eager to kick the ox aside and plow two acres of land themselves!
It was a burning sensation all over my body, with sweat pouring down my back.
Why is it getting hotter and hotter?
Everyone was getting restless and hurriedly got up to inform their families of the village's new decision.
After everyone left, Shui Qing stared at the fire, which was several times larger than before. Uh, she had accidentally added a bit too much firewood.
The fire was so strong that she was sweating from the heat.
No, it's too hot. She can't sit still any longer. She might as well go and see how Sister Guifen is preparing the New Year's Eve dinner.
The New Year's Eve dinner that evening also mainly consisted of meat dishes.
There were rabbits at noon, so the mutton soup only had mutton bones; the rest was saved for the New Year's Eve dinner.
The method is as taught by Shui Qing: cut the mutton and offal into thin strips, put cold water in a large iron pot, put the mutton and offal in the cold water, add scallions and ginger to blanch, and then take them out and set them aside.
Pour the previously rendered mutton fat into the pot, add dried chili peppers to sauté, then add the chopped mutton and offal and stir-fry until the moisture is released. Add well water, bring to a boil over high heat, then reduce to low heat and simmer.
Add the salt, scallions, and kudzu root starch noodles when the dish is ready.
There are more than 20 households in the village that grow kudzu, and with the supplies provided by Da Ni and her three families, it's enough to eat.
Another iron pan was frying eggs, and one golden, round poached egg after another was being cooked. The children had lost their appetite for playing and were now huddled around the large iron pan, drooling.
When the white, noodle-like food is added to the mutton soup, it quickly becomes translucent. The chef then seasons it with salt, scallions, and cilantro before serving it in a bowl.
Each large bowl is topped with a golden, round fried egg.
The fried egg was reluctant to be eaten first; instead, the people holding bowls picked up a piece of something thinner than noodles and ate it.
Shuiqing said this is a food made from kudzu root powder that resembles strands of hair, hence the name "vermicelli".
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