"Dad, that won't do. Second uncle and eldest brother have come here with great difficulty. Let's eat together." Da Shuang was very sincere today. When he goes out later, he will be less likely to be pointed at by others.
"Just eat by yourselves if I tell you to. Why are you talking so much nonsense? You made such a fuss yesterday. Your second uncle is shameless," said the uncle with a sullen face.
Da Shuang said awkwardly, "Uncle, don't worry, we are not targeting you."
"You can be aggressive towards whoever you want, I'm not here to see you, just pretend I'm not here, and everything will be the same as before." The old man was a little annoyed, it was another day when he missed his wife.
"Second Uncle..."
"Let's go, it's time to go to the fields. People don't appreciate it, so don't try to please them," Carrie Lam called out to the boss, as if she really thought they were willing to help.
"Uncle, I'll go buy something good and we'll eat together tonight."
"What are you buying? People look down on you. You have money to burn. You are so pretentious. You really think no one cares about you. You think you are a millionaire and everyone has to flatter you. Maybe you can't even afford to eat at home," Carrie Lam said sarcastically.
"My family is not really a ten thousand yuan household. Even if we can't make ends meet, we can't even beg for food at your door." Mancang was so angry that he wanted to laugh. His family was not a ten thousand yuan household, but only a few dozen ten thousand yuan households.
Dashuang opened his mouth, looked embarrassed, sighed, and followed him down to the ground.
The warehouse is full... No wonder the second wife said that, he is really good at pretending.
He went into the house and took a good look at the food in the room. There was half a bag of sorghum rice, half a bag of cornmeal, and no fine grains. He was the youngest of the three men in the room, so he had to cook.
It is true that a good cook cannot cook without rice, not to mention that he is not a good cook at all.
When the uncle wanted to make it, he quickly pushed the old man out. He was embarrassed to wait for the old man to make it for him in cash.
Mancang lit the pot, but the stove was not easy to burn because of the smoke, which made Mancang cry.
After washing the pot, Mancang planned to make some noodle soup to save money. He needed to study his cooking skills before he could do other things.
I went to the full warehouse to look for oil, but found that the oil tank was empty. I sighed...
I cut some salty fat from yesterday and prepared to make some oil. I need oil for cooking and other things.
After refining a large bowl of oil, I filled the warehouse and prepared to make the ramen soup.
The room was not ventilated and was full of smoke. It was so hot that Mancang was sweating and coughing. He was really worried.
He could only squat at the door for a while and then slowly adjust it.
The three old men squatted at the door and stared at each other.
"Dad, Uncle Er, come and eat. I made some pancakes for you." Ershuang and Bin each brought a basin with big pancakes and egg soup in it.
"You guys eat it yourselves, we'll just have a bite," the uncle waved his hand.
"I brought some for you, second uncle. Big brother, eat quickly. The kang in dad's room is hard to heat, so don't prepare it yourself." Ershuang put the basin in the house and went inside to eat.
"Nephew, don't do it anymore. It's all done. Let's just eat the cakes." Seeing Mancang's tearful face, the uncle knew that he was putting his nephew in a difficult position.
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