Li Mantun was holding a bowl of wild vegetable soup and couldn't eat it, while Xingsong and Xingping were staring at the steamed buns in a daze.
"I've spoiled you. If you could eat these every day in the past few years, you would be happy. But now, you've forgotten everything." Liu Cuiying cursed, biting hard on the steamed bread, stretching her neck and swallowing hard...
Then he quietly put down the steamed corn bread. Who has a hard life and wants to eat this stuff?
When Master Yi came back, Xingsong put the cornmeal paste in front of him. It was black cornmeal with small particles visible in it.
"Is this for feeding chickens?" Young Master Yi asked a soul-searching question.
"We couldn't eat this before, so you should try it quickly," Xingsong urged, he wanted to finish the meal quickly.
Master Zhu was silent. It looked like it was not even as good as chicken feed. He didn’t want to taste it anymore.
"Second Aunt, how about we roll some noodles? The noodles you roll are really amazing. I have never eaten noodles that taste so good." Young Master Yi bowed to the reality. He could not bear any hardship.
Li Mantun quickly put down the rice bowl he had been struggling for for a long time and said, "Little boy, your second aunt's cooking skills are better than few in our village."
Liu Cuizhen smiled and said, "Wait, Auntie will make noodles for you. What kind of stew do you want to eat?"
"Chive and egg sauce," Master Yi said immediately.
Liu Cuizhen went to knead the dough quickly. Xingping and Xingsong also breathed a sigh of relief and quickly fed the food on the table to the chickens and Wangcai.
Young Master Yi was satisfied with food and playthings, but the only thing he found difficult to accept was the toilet. In the middle of summer, he couldn't stand the smell of a dry toilet and the things squirming inside.
"Uncle, let's build a new toilet, the kind where we can take a shower."
Li Mantun had seen toilets like that in the city, but he didn't know how to use them. Since the young master had made a request, he had to try his best to meet it.
He went to the village to find a bricklayer. Master Yi showed him some instructions, and the bricklayer understood what he was saying and said he could do it.
Young Master Yi was happy, but he felt that the house was too short and dark inside, so he started discussing the design of the small villa with the bricklayer.
Li Mantun... No, what's the matter? Are we going to tear down his house in a few days?
The third child carried a large basket of things and didn't get home until dark.
It was a hot day, and Uncle Ge and Uncle Zhang in the front yard were sitting at the door chatting, and the front girl was also sitting next to them. After the last incident, the people in the yard were not so wary of children.
"The third brother is back. Is Qingqing here to send him off?" Uncle Ge greeted.
"Well, Mr. Ge, Mr. Zhang, have you eaten?" The third brother was preoccupied and greeted them absentmindedly.
"If you eat any more, it will be early tomorrow morning. Go home quickly." The atmosphere in the courtyard was depressing.
The third child came home carrying a big basket, and Wu Zhiqiu was giving the eldest and second children a bath.
"What has been done with the child of the Qi family?" Li Mancang heard this from the old lady when he went to pick up the child in the evening.
"It's arranged, don't worry, I'll make sure he has an unforgettable pastoral life. Dad, can you tell me about Brother Dexian?"
Li Mancang sighed and repeated it to the third brother.
The third brother felt upset and wiped his eyes. "Second brother, you brought a lot of food. I'll take some to Uncle Zeng and the others."
"Give some to everyone in the courtyard. Your uncle Zeng and his family will feel even more uncomfortable if you treat them specially." This is a sensitive time at home, and sympathy will make people feel even more uncomfortable.
The dishes were divided into several portions, and several families in the courtyard got some.
The third brother usually barked, and when he saw Zeng Laixi with his gray hair, hunched back, and demeanor that made him look more than ten years older, he was unable to open his mouth to comfort him.
What they want is not comfort, but to get through this difficult time on their own.
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