"Oh my god, the educated youth Xiao Wen's family only eats the same sweet potato porridge and steamed bread that we usually eat. And that woman called it pig food?
It's really just a few days of good life, and he's standing there and dragging himself."
"What is that? Come down, come down, let me see..."
"Hey, your shoulders should be higher too!"
"A little higher up. Yes, I see it. I see it."
"Bang!"
"Ouch, I'm almost falling. Why the hell didn't you stand still?"
"My butt, ouch, it hurts so much."
The sounds of several people falling and wailing startled the people who were eating. Lu Zhiye and Wen Sihe couldn't help but curl their lips.
Only then did Cheng Lianxin realize that her every move was being watched by others.
And I wonder how these villagers will spread what she just said.
When she thought about having to stay here for a few more days and these people pointing fingers at her, she felt uncomfortable all over.
She looked so uneasy that Lu Zhiye was a little confused.
Wen Sihe was secretly delighted and grabbed Lu Zhiye's arm under the table.
“Eat quickly!”
At Meng Youdao's command, several people immediately fell silent and began to eat slowly.
Cheng Lianxin no longer cared about her inner disgust at this moment, and she broke off the big black steamed bread and stuffed it into her mouth.
While eating, he straightened his neck and raised his hand to pound his chest.
At this time, Lu Zhiye and Wen Sihe slowed down their movements and drank the porridge in small mouthfuls.
After the other four people had finished their meal, Wen Sihe said as if waking up from a dream: "Look, I have such a good memory that there are still pickled sauerkraut in the jar!"
Lu Zhiye said in agreement: "Go and get it for grandpa and grandma to try."
Wen Sihe trotted to the big vat and took out a handful of sauerkraut. He started cutting it in the kitchen, then cut some chili peppers and put them on top, then poured some hot oil on it.
The sound of "sizzling" and the aroma that penetrates into your nose come to your face.
The people who had been eating steamed buns for a long time couldn't help swallowing their saliva.
Wen Sihe brought the pickles to the table and greeted them with a smile, "Grandpa, grandma, uncle, aunt, come and have a taste.
I pickled this myself, and the aunties in the village all said it was delicious.”
In order to maintain her image, Cheng Lianxin was the first to rush out, picked up her chopsticks, picked up the sauerkraut and stuffed it into her mouth.
While eating, he looked up at the wall, and the meaning was very clear: I don't mean to look down on you country people.
Just after taking this bite, her face became as sour as a pickled cabbage lump and looked ridiculous.
Meng Youdao and his companions picked up their chopsticks and took a sip at the right time.
Even Chu Hongying, who is always picky, had to praise it and said that it tasted really good.
But this is too greasy to eat dry, and I didn’t know to take it out earlier…
In a blink of an eye, Wen Sihe and Lu Zhiye were eating steamed bread and sauerkraut with relish.
Oh, they did it on purpose...
For a moment, Chu Hongying felt very uncomfortable. Although she disliked her son-in-law, she didn't like her two children much either.
But he still gives what he should give every year, just not as much as he gives to his own grandson.
In her heart, she didn't think there was anything wrong with it. After all, one was a grandson and the other was a grandson, how could they be compared?
But now, seeing that Wen Sihe didn't take them seriously at all, an indescribable emotion surged in his heart.
He opened his mouth, wanting to say something.
But thinking of my son's plan, once this thing succeeds...
Alas, Chu Hongying silently swallowed the words that were about to come out of her mouth.
After the meal, Wen Sihe used the excuse of going up the mountain to collect firewood and arranged for them to stay in the house.
Meng Youdao and Chu Hongying live in the house where Lu Zhiye’s grandparents used to live.
Cheng Lianxin and her friends lived in the room where Wen Sihe and his friends stored their belongings.
Cheng Lianxin immediately became unwilling. She crossed her arms and stood at the door, unwilling to go in.
"He He, what do you mean? Your uncle and I came all the way here, and you let us stay here?"
Wen Sihe smiled and said, "Aunt, didn't you say that a place without a bed is not for people to live in?
There is a bed in this room, you and your uncle can sleep on it.
Lu Zhiye and I still have to go chop wood, so we can't help you clean up. I'll trouble you to clean the bed yourself."
After she finished speaking, she pulled Lu Zhiye, carrying a backpack and a machete, and ran out.
It was not until they reached the top of the mountain that Wen Sihe took off the smile on his face and said solemnly, "Their coming this time is not a good thing.
Otherwise, four people wouldn’t come here with such fanfare.”
Lu Zhiye held her in his arms and said, "If they try to take you away by force, I will put a sack on them and beat them all up."
His words made Wen Sihe chuckle: "You are the only one who knows how to joke. When my grandparents were that age, you could have sent them away with just one punch..."
She walked ahead step by step, and threw any dead branches she saw into her backpack.
As if she felt that the atmosphere was a little heavy, she said with a smile, "Do you know why my aunt cares so much about what others think?"
Lu Zhiye shook his head, and in a blink of an eye he saw Wen Sihe chopping wood and saying, “I heard from my mother that my aunt is also from the village.
When she was young, her parents wanted to marry her to a divorced man.
She refused, so the man spread rumors in the village.
The rumors made her unable to stay in the village, so she fled overnight.
Later, I met my uncle on the train and we fell in love at first sight.
So my aunt is particularly concerned about her reputation.”
Lu Zhiye was speechless. As expected, one cannot judge a book by its cover.
Wen Sihe's uncle looks like a serious scholar, but he actually falls in love with someone at first sight?
Near noon, Lu Zhiye and Wen Sihe hunted a pheasant and a rabbit, and then walked towards the cave with them.
Who knew that as soon as I entered, I saw two people sitting inside eating enthusiastically.
Wu Yu smiled happily and looked at Fang Shijie with admiration: "I didn't expect your skill in baking is so good. This chicken is crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. Isn't it delicious?"
Fang Shijie raised his head arrogantly: "That's right, do you really think that I spent several years in the army for nothing?"
The moment I looked up, I saw two people standing at the door, looking like they were enjoying a show.
For the first time in his life, Fang Shijie was so embarrassed that he kept picking his feet...
Wu Yu also noticed the two of them, and jumped up to Wen Sihe and said, "Hehe, why are you here? How did you find this place?
Fang Shijie said that he had been searching for such a cave for a long time.
Fang Shijie: .....Our ancestor is here, please stop talking.
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