141: This melon is not ripe at all
In fact, this doesn't mean anything. Hong Cheng has the air of a city intellectual, while Yu Jiahui has the air of a country bumpkin.
Anyone's attitude towards these two people will be different.
You can't just call Hong Cheng "Big Brother Hong" and Yu Jiahui "Comrade Yu" the other way around, right?
So the name doesn’t really mean anything.
Also, Hong Cheng looked at Widow Wang with a calm expression, and there was nothing abnormal about it.
So, what is her mother doing?
This melon is not ripe at all?
Yu Xiaoye inexplicably took a bite of the unripe melon, which tasted bland, so he stopped thinking about it.
At noon, Widow Wang took out the best food in her home to entertain the people who came to help her with the work.
Yu Xiaoye and others always thought that Widow Wang's family lived a hard life, but, wow, Widow Wang actually steamed a pot of white rice!
It's white rice!
When he smelled the aroma of white rice coming from the kitchen, Yu Xiaoye thought there was something wrong with his nose.
Lured by the aroma, she went to the kitchen. Widow Wang asked Yu Xiaoye with a smile if he could smell the aroma of white rice. Yu Xiaoye then realized that she was not mistaken. Widow Wang really had steamed white rice?!
You know, when Sai Jinhua, a wealthy family in the company, eats dumplings, they have to add some cornmeal, but this widow Wang just steamed white rice?
It seems that Widow Wang has a very wealthy family?
In fact, Widow Wang had always lived a very hard life, and she usually couldn't afford to eat or wear anything.
The clothes I wear are new for three years, old for three years, mended for another three years, and then altered for my children after three years. I wear them until they are so worn out that I can’t tear them anymore. Then I use them to make shoe soles. Only when the soles are worn out are they finished.
It was precisely because Widow Wang lived so frugally that she was able to scrape together some good things.
This little bit of white rice was saved since the New Year. She usually only used it to make white rice porridge when her children were not feeling well. She had never been willing to eat it. Today, people came to work for her, so of course she had to use it to entertain the guests.
This pot of white rice really surprised everyone, even Widow Wang's children were shocked. As far as they could remember, they seemed to have rarely eaten rice. They didn't expect their mother to be so generous today.
But Qin Xiaochuan didn't feel bad at all. He also felt that it was an honor to take out the best things in the house to entertain guests.
In addition to white rice, there are also chicken stewed with mushrooms, scrambled eggs with wood ear mushrooms, a plate of salted duck eggs, and some fresh pickled vegetables.
Everyone was beaming with joy when they saw the sumptuous meal on the table.
After Hong Cheng sat on the table, it seemed like he was speaking to Widow Wang in front of everyone for the first time. He said with some regret:
"Xiaochuan's mom, you don't have to be so nice. It would be better to save the rice for the children to make porridge. It's such a waste to do this."
Widow Wang lowered her head and smiled shyly:
"No waste, not at all. How can it be called a waste if I give it to you to eat?"
Qin Xiaochuan also said:
"That's right, we'll give it to Uncle Yu, Uncle Hong, Aunt Xu, and Sister Xiaoye. Nothing will be wasted."
A few people smiled.
Hong Cheng touched Qin Xiaochuan's head and said:
"Xiao Chuan, you have to study hard and repay your mother when you grow up."
Xiaochuan doesn’t understand:
"Why do I have to study hard to repay my mother?"
Hong Cheng was actually speechless for a moment, not knowing how to explain the meaning behind it to the child.
Yu Xiaoye went straight to the point:
"Because studying makes your mother happy. Making your mother happy is the best way to repay her."
“Puhahahaha——”
Several people suddenly burst into laughter, laughing so hard that they fell over.
Hong Cheng laughed so hard that tears almost came out. What kind of weird theory is this - it seems to make so much sense!
Yu Jiahui couldn't wait to pick up the chopsticks:
"Eat quickly, and then continue working." If you don't eat now, I'll be full just by swallowing my saliva!
Everyone else picked up their chopsticks.
The amount of rice was limited and could not fill everyone up, so each person only had one bowl. Widow Wang filled other people's bowls with rice, and only filled half a bowl for herself and her two children.
Hong Cheng was very careful and noticed this as soon as he sat down at the table. He directly took a large chopstick of rice from his bowl and put it into Qin Xiaochuan's bowl:
"Children are growing up, so they must eat more."
Yu Jiahui also picked up a piece of rice from his bowl and gave it to Widow Wang's daughter.
Then, the people at the table pushed and shoved each other for a long time before they actually started eating.
At first, everyone was quite reserved and ate like civilized people. Later, they could not resist the deliciousness of the food, so they chewed faster and faster, picked up food more frequently, and their eating posture became wilder.
In the end, he just stopped pretending and started to eat like a hungry tiger.
Yu Jiahui was gnawing on a chicken claw with a grin on his face.
The table full of food was cleared out in the blink of an eye.
Even the oil at the bottom of the bowl was wiped clean by the steamed corn bread, and not a single grain of rice was wasted.
Widow Wang was particularly satisfied when she saw that everyone was enjoying their meal.
How long has it been since the house was so lively?
Ever since her husband died, her home has been deserted and not many people come to visit. Today, it was a rare occasion that someone came to her house for dinner, and she ate with extra relish.
After dinner, we took a short rest and then continued to work.
Yu Jiahui was still in charge of the overall command, and everyone else followed his arrangements.
I originally thought that the task would take two days to complete, but because everyone helped, we saved a lot of time and finished it in one day.
The black and rotten grass on the roof of Widow Wang's house was all replaced with new grayish-white grass.
The whole house looks a lot better.
When Widow Wang and her two children saw the new roof, they were so fond of it that they couldn't take their eyes off it, and a warm feeling surged in their hearts.
Now the problem that has troubled their family for two years has been solved.
The problem is finally solved!
Yu Jiahui added some more mud and repaired other parts. He worked until it was almost dark before he finished the work.
We had dinner at Widow Wang's house.
Widow Wang was too enthusiastic, too enthusiastic. She insisted on keeping them for dinner. She brought out the flour and wanted to cut noodles for them. She acted as if she would pour the flour into the mud pit if they didn't stay to eat the noodles.
Others had no choice but to follow her instructions and stayed to have a meal of noodles.
Before leaving, Xu Ying savored the taste of the noodles and said to Widow Wang:
"Xiaochuan's mother, today we have to buy both white rice and white flour, which will cost you a lot of money."
"No way, you guys helped me fix the leaking roof, I should be the one thanking you!"
"Xiaochuan's mother, you are too polite and too nice to others. You will suffer if you do this."
"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing. I'll be polite when I should be, and I won't let anyone take advantage of me when I shouldn't be."
"Um--"
Xu Ying nodded with relief. It seemed that Widow Wang was very sensible. Xu Ying felt relieved.
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