Everyone in the village had heard of Yin Lan's famous braised pork offal, but most of them had never tasted it.
Now that everyone hears they can actually get lunch, they're all eagerly anticipating it.
Around noon, a large number of people arrived in a lively atmosphere.
Her husband had come to help, and she was beaming with joy.
Those who thought they could help for free and get nothing in return are now kicking themselves.
Widow Ye naturally didn't help, but instead made sarcastic remarks outside, "Isn't it all thanks to the men in the family? I wonder how much money they have to support such extravagance. They might not even make it through this winter, and then they'll be broke."
The others had learned to remain silent, because they realized that no matter how sarcastic they were, the Yin family seemed to be doing better than they had imagined.
Moreover, many people had previously changed the fabric, so they were even more embarrassed to say anything.
Widow Ye looked resentful.
About seventy or eighty people came to the house. They felt it wasn't right to come and eat for free, but they also noticed that Old Master Chen's family seemed to be getting more and more prosperous, so they wanted to get to know them.
So almost every household brought some small gifts, and those who didn't bring any, after arguing, quickly went home to get some.
For example, vegetable seeds, a handful of peanuts, half a bag of white rice, and a newly made stool.
So all these things, when gathered together, amounted to a considerable amount, piling up in the yard.
Those people entered the house, walked around the artificial hill, and were then stunned by the sight before them.
The other rooms were closed, except for the bright and airy living room, where things were bustling about in the kitchen.
They had never seen a house so spacious, bright, and clean; even the shoes were neatly arranged in a cabinet.
Yin Lan explained, "This thing isn't expensive, and you can actually make it yourself. Putting all the shoes away makes the whole house look much cleaner."
The women all agreed.
Especially the shoes of one's own husband, which all have a smell, and since they are something that can be made by oneself, taking only half a day to make, one feels that these things are very good.
The eldest child was very satisfied with his home and kept introducing it, saying, "My bed has a kang (heated brick bed), and the kitchen is heated by fire, so the bed is very warm."
The villagers were surprised.
"The manure from my house can even be used to start a fire, which is very convenient for boiling water and cooking."
The villagers saw the thing that Da Wa had mentioned in the kitchen. They had thought that using excrement to start a fire would be so dirty, but the kitchen was clean and there was no excrement down there. Yet the fire suddenly burst out.
When you cover it, the fire goes out; when you light it, the fire starts again. It's amazing!
The two children were extremely proud of themselves; they were very, very satisfied with their family.
Everyone was able to tour the parts of the house that Yin Lan had allowed them to visit. They realized that the people who had previously said that they were hiding the house must not have done a good job. But the house was simply too good, probably even better than those in the county town.
Then compare it to your own, it looks like a pigsty.
By noon, Yin Lan's lunch was ready.
They had already smelled the mouthwatering aroma wafting from the courtyard.
Now that I look at it, it's actually just white noodles with meat on top.
How grand!
White flour is such an expensive thing! It seems that the eldest son of the Chen family didn't spend much money at all when he built the house, changed the cloth, and bought so many things in the city. He's still rich and generous.
The aroma was irresistible. After taking a bite, I found it juicy and flavorful, with meat that smelled absolutely delicious.
They had heard of Yin Lan's pig offal for a long time, but they never expected it to taste so delicious!
The courtyard, which was originally noisy, became completely silent at mealtime, except for the sounds of chewing and smacking. Despite having so many people, not a single person spoke, and they ate incredibly quickly and with great relish.
Several large pots of noodles were cooked, and they were all eaten up in the end.
Everyone left praising the house endlessly, and in less than a day, word had spread that Yin Lan's house was wonderful, her food was delicious, and she was incredibly generous.
Widow Ye gritted her teeth in anger.
The eldest son of the Chen family did not go to help. He watched his third brother and sister-in-law return with greasy lips and snorted coldly.
Just wait and see how long his family can keep making money.
Not long after the houses were built, the village school was also completed.
Both the eldest and second children have moved to a spacious and bright school. The eldest child is now Liu Jing's assistant, helping to manage the students and provide tutoring. He also ranked first in both tests!
Under his older brother's guidance, Erwa also developed a love for reading.
Sanwa has two academically gifted older brothers who are not even two years old, yet they can already recite the Three Character Classic. They also love to grab anyone and make them recite the Three Character Classic.
That day, Chen Yourun finally managed to calm her third child down. "Look, your older brother sleeps by himself, but you still sleep with your mother. How can you be so shameless?"
Sanwa felt embarrassed, but when he met his father's gaze, he hesitated. Yin Lan walked in and said, "Don't scare the child."
Chen Yourun looked at her and raised an eyebrow.
They've been living here for a while now, but these days, Sanwa has been standing between them.
Each time, Yin Lan would only allow a kiss; if anything further was attempted, she would claim that she was pregnant.
During one of the most tense moments, she felt Chen Yourun's breathing was so hot that he could barely control himself. In her panic, Yin Lan woke up the sleeping Sanwa, and only when the child cried did she stop him from doing anything further.
At that moment, Chen Yourun raised his head, his eyes filled with a deep, dark darkness that Yin Lan dared not look at.
She closed her eyes and pointed at the third child.
After calming down for a moment, Chen Yourun propped himself up and carried the three children out to comfort them.
Yin Lan quickly straightened her disheveled clothes.
She still felt somewhat guilty at that time.
He was a young man in his early twenties, full of vigor and desire, and he had been confined to the military camp for so long.
Yin Lan had heard Xiao Wu mention that there were women in the military camp who did this kind of work, but Chen Yourun had never touched one.
At the time, some people even made bets on whether he was impotent.
But Yin Lan knew that was absolutely not the case!
If that were the case, how could it have been a one-hit kill, with three children arriving?
Moreover, ever since she moved rooms, Yin Lan has never dared to look him in the eye.
He has shown all kinds of gazes: fiery, resentful, and even frighteningly direct.
He must have known that Yin Lan was avoiding him, but he never forced her to do anything.
For example, right now, the third child must have gone to sleep with the eldest and second children.
Chen Yourun did not return immediately. In the quiet of the night in the mountains, Yin Lan could faintly hear the sound of water falling into the shower room.
Yin Lan had been observing outside, so she knew that he hadn't gone to the kitchen to boil water, meaning he was taking a cold shower!
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