The old lady had gray hair on her temples and was a little thin. Her yellow-brown face was full of wrinkles, and her eyes were narrowed into a line, as if it took a lot of effort to open them.
"Grandma, is there anything I can help you with?"
Tian Xiaolan took the initiative to move over. The old man was cooking porridge by the stove, and his stomach was singing a symphony.
The old lady looked over and saw a girl. "Child, didn't you eat breakfast?" She asked, "Why is your stomach growling?"
Tian Xiaolan said bluntly: "Yes, I left in a hurry this morning and didn't eat."
"It will be ready soon, just bear with me." The old man continued to stir the big iron spoon to prevent it from burning. "Eat more when you have dinner later."
Feeling the kindness in the words, my body warmed up, "Okay, okay."
In the courtyard, Zhu Jie saw Xing Yifei sending people away and jokingly said, "Is pie in the sky today? Bringing a girl here, who is she to you?"
"She's just a girl from the same team, don't think too much about it."
Zhu Jie was secretly delighted and covered his mouth with his hands while laughing, "I believe you, you understand everything."
Xing Yifei saw his teasing look and wanted to punch him. At this moment, Tian Xiaolan came with a large basin with half of water in it, and a small basin of porridge was floating on the clear water.
Tian Xiaolan put the basin on the ground and looked at them in confusion: "You're eating without bowls and chopsticks?"
Xing Yifei looked at Zhu Jie: "Didn't you move it?"
Zhu Jie forced a smile and said, "Okay, I'll go, I'll go."
Xing Yifei was completely unable to understand Zhu Jie's train of thought and could only watch him run away.
When everyone was gathered, they sat down and started eating. Although there was only one dish, meat was not something that could be eaten every day at that time. She couldn't help but sigh that she was lucky to have encountered it.
"Eat, treat it like your own home." Zhu Jie invited.
Tian Xiaolan picked up a piece of white and smooth fat with chopsticks. It tasted slightly sweet when she put it in her mouth. The rich fat exploded in her mouth, leaving only the rich aroma of meat.
It is the taste of this era without additives.
At the dinner table, everyone was eating with gusto. Zhu Jie was greeting the two of them at first, but later, seeing that everyone was eating on their own, he took a break and picked up a piece of food for grandma with his chopsticks and joined in the fun.
Soon, all the meat on the plate was eaten up, and Tian Xiaolan's mouth was full of oil. She felt comfortable without any greasiness.
I don’t know when I’ll be able to eat meat next time.
The porridge in the bowl was still steaming. Tian Xiaolan scooped two spoonfuls into the bowl and swirled it in the center with chopsticks to let it cool.
Zhu Jie came closer to her and said, "I thought you could drink it by yourself!"
"Try one and see." Tian Xiaolan said, it's not him who is hot.
"I'm not hungry yet, you drink it." Zhu Jie refused.
After cooling for a few minutes, the yellow porridge is at the right temperature. The delicate rice grains slowly melt on the tip of the tongue when you drink it. It is soft, light and rich.
Tian Xiaolan drank a bowl first. After her stomach was finally filled with food, she couldn't take her eyes off the porridge in the bowl.
Food is precious and there is not much left in the basin.
The old lady asked Zhu Jie to scoop her a bowl and looked at Tian Xiaolan, "Have another bowl."
"I'm full, you guys eat." Tian Xiaolan said with a false look on her face, "Is there anything I can do?" It is never good to eat for free.
How could Zhu Jie dare to let Tian Xiaolan work? He shook his head like an electric fan.
"Just sit there, there's nothing to do."
Xing Yifei and Zhu Jie each took a bowl and drank it in a few sips. This little bit of food did not hurt their stomachs at all.
Only the old grandmother was left scraping the rice grains on the inner wall of the basin, licking the rice on the spoon with her smacking lips, and then she collected the bowl and went to the kitchen.
After hearing what he said, he looked at Xing Yifei and asked, "How long will it take before you return?"
"When did I say I would go back with you?" Xing Yifei felt a little puzzled.
"It just so happens that you are going back to the village too, so I'll go back too. If your legs are uncomfortable on the road, I can help you." Tian Xiaolan held Xing Yifei's hand and was about to leave.
Xing Yifei shook off her hand and said coldly: "Get lost! As expected, you open a dyeing room when I give you some color."
"Is your dad feeling better?" Seeing that he didn't move at all, she started to find a topic to talk about.
"Almost." When Tian Xiaolan mentioned this, Xing Yifei was reminded of being pushed into a quagmire. Not only was it smelly, but his legs had to rest after every few steps, as if they were about to be crippled. That leg was almost numb.
Ganoderma lucidum is ground into powder and taken on time every day. After taking it, my father no longer feels dizzy and his body is obviously not as weak.
Tian Xiaolan said goodbye to them and left the town, walking alone on the winding country road. A hot west wind blew, and the leaves fluttered. The autumn sun shone on the rice fields, and the golden rice ears sparkled in the sun, like a golden ocean, with undulating waves and dazzling brilliance.
Mixed among them are some green, unripe rice grains, green rice stalks, and slender, upright leaves, forming a gorgeous picture.
It should be time to harvest the rice soon.
Sure enough, upon returning to the village, I heard an announcement coming from the village radio: "Hello, hello, can you hear me? Fellow villagers, it's time for the annual rice harvest. This year is unlike any other, and I have good news for you! After dinner tonight, come to the village chief's house and tell you. Everyone in the village must come."
He repeated it again, and then the microphone was turned off with a click.
When Tian Xiaolan returned home, she found Aunt Guihua sitting at the door, sharpening a sickle with a stone, making a "ho ho ho" sound.
"Are you back? I hope everything is okay." Fang Guihua said without raising her head.
"I'm fine. It's Chen Dong who's in trouble."
Fang Guihua blurted out without thinking: "Serves him right! I've disliked him for a long time."
"Why don't you ask what happened?" Tian Xiaolan's face was full of question marks. He trusted her too much.
"What happened in town?"
"I don't know the details. Today, I walked a few steps with him in the market, and I saw someone saying that he was suspected of... being taken to the police station." Tian Xiaolan concealed some things that were difficult to say openly, leaving them room for imagination.
A woman was standing by the fence, holding a bowl and looking over here.
"Aunt Suzhen, are you done eating?"
Fang Guihua looked up and saw that, sure enough, Wang Suzhen was peeking towards her stealthily.
Seeing that they were all looking at her, Wang Suzhen finally came out, wiped her hands on the hem of her clothes, and smiled awkwardly: "Hey, I'm done eating. What are you talking about?"
Tian Xiaolan opened her mouth and closed it again, looking embarrassed.
She only vaguely heard something about a police station. You have to know that in this era, if you go to jail, your reputation will be ruined, and even the thought of getting married is out of the question.
Wang Suzhen's curiosity was aroused. She walked in quickly with small steps and spoke in a low voice: "Just tell me, I will definitely not say anything nonsense. If you don't say anything, I won't be able to sleep at night."
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