Chapter 913: Fellow Traveler 3

Wen Ruyu did not hide her love for this little disciple. She pretended to be displeased and said, "Xiao Xibao, we are all grandfathers. Why do you only invite your grandfather to dinner and not our grandfathers? You are so unfair. I am very sad."

"I'm fine!" Xi Bao blinked her big eyes and pointed at Aunt Xu who came in and said, "I've brought you food. Delicious pancakes!"

Wen Ruyu was stunned, and Aunt Xu laughed.

"Brother Wen, our Xibao is very smart and not easy to fool. Here, Xiaoxue made scallion pancakes. I asked Xibao to give each of us one. Eat them while they are hot and drink the wild vegetable soup that Wenyue and I cooked. Otherwise, you will burp outside and let people smell the lard."

Father Lu took his grandson away and refused to speak to this group of old men.

The diet for everyone in the cowshed was really bad. It was either wild vegetable soup or porridge with dried sweet potatoes and corn grits, which made their stomachs hurt.

Jin Ruochu couldn't wait to take a scallion pancake from Aunt Xu, rolled up the round scallion pancake, held it in his hand, and took a big bite, "It's delicious! Xiaoxue's cooking skills are really good!"

Everyone laughed, took the scallion pancakes handed over by Aunt Xu, and started eating, applauding as they ate.

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Lu Jiang came over to help after dinner. He was very strong and made great adobe bricks.

With his other hand, he patted his belly and said, "Old buddy, you're in luck again today."

The old people who were sent down thought that Wang Zhengguo did it for their own good, but Lu Jiang knew that Wang Zhengguo did it for Lu's father. How deep was their friendship as classmates? Lu's father refused to leave the cowshed, so Wang Zhengguo had to find a way.

The weather was particularly good today, with plenty of sunshine. Wang Zhengguo did not arrange for them to work, but instead called on a dozen strong laborers to help make adobe bricks, preparing to build a row of thatched houses for the group of elderly people who had been sent down.

Living alone in a cowshed is comfortable, but ten people would be too crowded.

That was the name, but which of the old people present was not smart? Wang Zhengguo must have considered that the weather was getting hotter and hotter, and it was inconvenient for them to live in the cowshed, and the smell of a group of livestock was not pleasant, so he chose a piece of land south of Lu Jiang's house and built a few houses under this name.

Aunt Xu and Wen Yue dug wild vegetables and came back to cook. They were just about to wash the dried sweet potatoes that had been soaked for most of the day when Feng Qingxue secretly brought some brown rice over. "We're doing physical work today. How can we just eat wild vegetable soup? Let's steam rice."

The cowshed is a sturdy building and is used to house the brigade’s livestock. Their existence must not affect the animals’ lives.

This group of elderly people work for themselves and do not record work points. The strong laborers who come to help are given ten work points each. They do not provide meals, and there are many strong laborers willing to come.

"How can I feel so embarrassed? You asked Xibao to deliver scallion pancakes this morning." Wen Yue's face turned red, she felt unworthy!

Feng Qingxue handed the rice bag to Aunt Xu and said nonchalantly, "It's not like I send it to you every day, so why should I be embarrassed? I can't let my teacher go hungry. The adobe bricks need to be dried thoroughly before we can continue to build the house. You don't have to do such heavy physical work tomorrow, and I won't send you rice to make dry meals."

Aunt Xu was not polite. While washing the rice, she said, "Let Jiang eat here at noon."

"Okay, I'll cook two more dishes and send them over later." Feng Qingxue also wanted her husband to build good relationships with these elderly people. Ten years later, all of them will have powerful connections. Anyone who doesn't seize the opportunity is a fool.

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(End of this chapter)