“Capitalists eat better than this?”
"hehe!"
"Give me, give me chopsticks!"
Chen Dazhuang urged impatiently.
"Yours is not yours. Just eat your sesame cake."
"Don't pretend, I saw two pairs of chopsticks."
"snort!"
Chen Wang rolled his eyes, handed him a pair of chopsticks, and said, "My wife said that when we go into the mountains in the future, she will prepare the food for us, so you don't have to bring it."
"Really? That's great. My sister-in-law is such a good woman."
"You don't have to tell me."
"Then I'll pay for the food and give some money to my sister-in-law every month."
"Don't be disgusting!"
Chen Wang glared at him, pretending to be angry.
"Okay, okay, forget it."
Chen Dazhuang smiled awkwardly and waved his hand, thinking that he could just buy some things in town and send them over from time to time.
The two of them took a bite of the fried pork with peppers, ate a bite of rice ball, and then picked up some greasy salted duck eggs with chopsticks. They ate like they were fighting over it and couldn't stop.
In the end, out of all the food I brought, only the last two rice balls were left.
After eating and drinking, the two of them sat on the ground and rested for a while.
After some of the food in their stomachs was digested, the two packed up their things and set out again in high spirits.
"In the mountains, the wild fruits are sweet, the mushrooms are fragrant, the wild fruits are sweet, and I am happy in my heart, singing and chasing the mountains..."
Chen Dazhuang was in high spirits and started singing folk songs.
"You sang like a ghost, and scared away all the prey."
Chen Wang complained with amusement.
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