Du Jiang's guess was correct. As soon as she stepped into the yard, Old Man Huo, who was basking in the sun in the yard, turned his head and shouted towards the kitchen, "Old woman, the child is back. It's time to eat."
Okay, judging from the tone, I guess we don’t even need to light a fire, we can really eat it ready.
"You're back," Du Jiang said with a smile as he met the head that appeared from behind the kitchen curtain. "Grandma."
"Oh," Old Mrs. Huo said with a smile, "Go wash your hands quickly. I'll bring the meal to the living room first. Yangyang, go to the fields and take the meal to your uncle."
"Hey, isn't Third Uncle coming back today?" Du Jiang looked over in confusion.
"He's not coming back. He said he has some unfinished work and he has to go to the kiln factory this afternoon, so he won't be back." Old Mrs. Huo came out of the kitchen carrying two large bowls. Seeing this, Du Jiang hurried forward to take them. As she walked back, she instructed Huo Yang to help the old man back into the house. "Huo Yang, help Grandpa to the living room. I'll serve the food."
"Okay, wait until I finish washing my hands." Huo Yang quickly washed his hands and then swiftly helped the old man into the house. "Grandpa, Jiang Jiang, you guys eat first. Don't wait for me. I'll go get the food."
"Okay, go slowly on the way." Du Jiang placed a bowl of noodles with a fried egg on it in front of Old Man Huo. "Grandpa, you eat first. I'll go to the kitchen and bring the rest of the dishes over."
"Okay, go ahead, don't get burned."
By the time the last dish of cold cucumbers and wild vegetables was served, Du Jiang was already impatient. There was no other way, because Mrs. Huo's noodles were filled with the aroma of meat. Not to mention, Mrs. Huo also put big slices of meat, dried tofu, black fungus, bean skin, kelp, leeks, etc. in it, which was extremely generous.
"Grandma, your noodles with gravy are getting better and better," Du Jiang couldn't help but praise after taking a bite of the chewy noodles. "The hand-rolled noodles are chewy, and the gravy is rich."
"If it tastes good, eat more." Seeing Du Jiang eating noodles with big mouthfuls, Mrs. Huo liked him more and more. She added a cucumber to Du Jiang's bowl and said, "Just order some dishes. I've mixed a lot of cold dishes today. You haven't gained any weight despite being busy every day."
"You look better when you're thinner," Du Jiang said, looking at Mrs. Huo with a playful smile. "Besides, I don't have a fat body. Grandma, can you tell me which meal I skipped?"
"You're just too thin. You young people just like to be that thin. You'd better eat more." Old Mrs. Huo looked at Du Jiang, who was as thin as before, and was very worried. "Although you have a physique that is easy to lose weight, it doesn't mean you can't gain weight at all. You should take better care of yourself in the future. How is the malted milk in your house? Ask Yangyang to buy some more later."
When malted milk was mentioned, Du Jiang quickly waved her hands, "No, no, no, grandma, don't buy it. Last time, Chunxiao said that I almost smelled like milk. I'm already in my twenties, so forget it."
Upon hearing this, Mrs. Huo and Mr. Huo couldn't help but laugh. They laughed for a long time before stopping. Mrs. Huo said, "What's so funny? In grandma's eyes, you are just children. Besides, if conditions don't allow it, grandma wants to let you try everything. Unfortunately, the only things available now are malted milk and milk powder. Milk powder is limited and hard to buy. You should drink more malted milk to replenish your body and make up for what you lost as a child."
"That's right," Old Man Huo chimed in. "Don't keep making dried chicken or something like that with the pheasants Yangyang brought back. Our family doesn't need them. Eat more. It will save you and Yangyang from suffering when you have children in the future. After all, only when you're well can the child be well."
"Grandpa, grandma, I know." Hearing this, Du Jiang was at a loss whether to laugh or cry, and nodded quickly, "I know, grandpa and grandma, don't worry, I will definitely take good care of myself. But grandpa, don't be so stubborn anymore."
Old Man Huo's face flushed instantly. He coughed awkwardly before muttering softly, "I know, I know. One by one, they're starting to control me."
"You deserve it." Seeing Old Man Huo's red face, Old Lady Huo not only did not help him out, but laughed with glee. "You don't listen to me, but you can't disobey your child. Let's see how you can act so stubbornly in the future. You're an old man and you don't know what to do. You deserve it."
She said that he deserved it, but she kept picking up food for the other person. Du Jiang felt that Mrs. Huo's hypocrisy was just dog food.
Fortunately, Huo Yang arrived in time and rescued her.
As soon as he entered the house, Huo Yang saw Du Jiang's eyes looking for help. He then looked at the movements of Old Lady Huo's hands and wondered if there was anything he didn't understand. He chuckled and walked over to sit down, saying, "Grandma, if you feel bad, just say it. Grandpa won't listen if you keep nagging me."
"Ahem~"
Choking on his saliva, Old Man Huo glanced at his disrespectful grandson and said, "You bastard."
Huo Yang shrugged slightly, picked up the bowl of noodles in front of him, stirred it, and said lightly, "Yu Chunxiao will probably send half a watermelon this afternoon. I'll ask if I can buy an extra one then."
"Ah, watermelon," Mrs. Huo, who was about to teach her grandson a lesson, suddenly shifted her focus. "Are there still watermelons at this time? I didn't see any at the supply and marketing cooperative. Where did they come from?"
"From Xu Zhizhou's family," Huo Yang answered, looking up from his bowl, and went back to eating noodles. Perhaps he was very hungry, as he kept snoring at the table and even wolfed down his food, which also drew Du Jiang's attention back to his bowl.
After the family finished their meal, Mrs. Huo couldn't help but ask the same question again. This time, Huo Yang answered, "I heard that Du Yingying will be back from town this afternoon, and she will be able to send watermelons then."
Okay, this answer is just short of saying that the watermelon was brought back by Du Yingying.
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