Old Man Yi brought a lot of things: rice, wheat flour, cornmeal, noodles, millet...
The vegetables are all seasonal, along with two pounds of meat, 20 eggs, and a fresh fish.
"Mom, it's still moving!" Xiao Bao said in surprise.
Su Xia took a bucket, filled it with water, and then put the fish in.
Chen's mother came over to help. "Xiaxia, what are you doing?"
"Mom, you knead the dough, we'll have noodles for breakfast. I'll go fry some meat sauce!"
"Okay, I ate a lot of meat yesterday, so noodles are just right for today!"
Chen's mother took a basin to knead the dough, but instead of looking at the cornmeal, she scooped out the wheat flour directly. When she arrived, she knew that her eldest son had exchanged a lot of tickets.
So she didn't feel bad about it. Besides, it was all for family to eat. And she wasn't stupid; how could she give people cornmeal when they brought rice and flour?
"Mom, let me help you!" Niu Niu came over. After getting up early, she took her younger siblings to play outside. Also, there was that gas, she didn't know how to use it!
Su Xia saw that she was wearing a dress, a high ponytail, and small leather shoes, and she looked very youthful.
"No need, just keep an eye on those two little ones!"
"By the way, where are Da Bao and Er Bao?"
Niu Niu: "Da Bao went next door with Uncle Li, and Er Bao is drawing in the yard!"
Su Xia waved, and Niu Niu went from the kitchen, also greeting the two grandfathers in the living room.
"Grandpa, hello Grandpa Yi!"
"Hey, good morning, Niu Niu!" Old Man Yi said with delight.
Mr. Chen was beaming with pride, especially after his granddaughter left. Old Man Yi said enviously, "I just saw Erbao's drawing, it's really beautiful!"
"It's like it's alive!"
"This child has always been proud of himself. During holidays, when he goes to the village, he draws even better pictures in the fields. Our team leader really liked them and insisted on hanging them in the village!"
"Really, what is it depicted?" Old Man Yi seemed a little puzzled.
Mr. Chen wanted to say something, but after trembling for a long time, he couldn't say anything. In the end, he could only shout "Erbao..." into the yard.
"What's wrong, Grandpa?" Erbao walked in.
"Where's that painting you brought? Show it to your Grandpa Yi!"
Upon hearing this, Erbao obediently went to retrieve his paintings, carefully rolling them up one by one and placing them in the bamboo tubes that Chen Jianguo had specially made.
"Grandpa, you must be careful, this painting is a gift for my master!"
Erbao opened it while giving her some concerned instructions.
Mr. Chen... couldn't bear to watch; he was somewhat embarrassed.
But Old Man Yi was so shocked by the painting in front of him that he couldn't close his mouth.
Blue sky and white clouds, flowers, birds and trees, and rows of thriving corn stalks.
The villagers were the ones who were most concerned. Old Man Yi pointed at each person and said in a trembling voice, "This is the team leader, Da Lin, right?"
Mr. Chen nodded in surprise, "It's him!"
"And the accountant, Old Li, Zhao Dazhu, Zhao Dabao, Li Meizi, Wang Hehua..."
"There's also Stone, Dog Egg, and the others. Isn't that you? And Jian Dang and his wife...?"
"Haha, bro, you're amazing! You actually remembered?"
Old Man Yi's eyes reddened, and he trembled as he tried to touch it, but couldn't bear to harm it...
Unbeknownst to Su Xia and Chen's mother in the kitchen, Erbao's drawing reminded the old man of his life in the village.
Little Li and Da Bao, naturally unable to guess what would happen next, came to move things again.
Seeing Old Man Yi's reddened eyes, Xiao Li looked over curiously.
Then he opened his eyes wide and stared blankly at the painting on the dining table.
The drawing paper is the kind specifically for drawing, 1.2 meters long and 60 centimeters wide, which is exactly the left side of the drawing.
Therefore, it is immediately apparent that anyone would be attracted by the scene in the painting at first glance, and then become immersed in it.
"Grandpa, are you done reading? I'm putting it away!" Erbao said with a little heartache.
Coming to their senses, the group quickly heard Chen's father wave his hand and say, "Stop it... This child values his master more than his own grandfather!"
"Grandpa, what are you saying? The ones I drew for you are all at home!" Erbao didn't care.
Mr. Chen felt awkward, while Old Man Yi, standing to the side, suddenly felt a pang of envy as he watched his busy second child.
Xiao Li was once again shocked by this family. How did they raise these children? They were so amazing and so adorable!
The noodles were ready quickly, and after being rinsed, they were placed on the table. Chen's mother began to serve them one by one.
Su Xia started serving meat sauce, tomato and egg gravy, shredded cucumber, cilantro, and scallions...
I cut up a plate of cured meat that I brought. I originally brought it especially for the old man, but he said that they have been eating here for a long time, so let's eat together.
"I'm here!" Xiao Bao said.
Su Xia poured the sauce into a small bowl of noodles and handed it to the two little ones.
Slurp slurp...
The three elderly people and several children were already hungry and couldn't wait to start eating.
There were slurping sounds coming from all around the dining table.
Xiao Li's voice was the loudest. He thought to himself, "Who among the locals hasn't eaten Zhajiangmian since childhood?" With a fearless attitude, he took his first bite.
Xiao Li never even saw anyone's face before burying himself in the bowl.
"Uncle, is it delicious?" Erbao asked curiously from the side.
"Mmm..." Xiao Li's mouth was full of food, so he could only nod in response.
"I think it's delicious. My mom's cooking is the best in the world!"
"Mmm..." Xiao Li nodded vigorously.
When they finished eating, Old Man Yi exclaimed, "This tastes so good!"
It's actually the taste of "home," which is what Old Man Yi likes the most.
"Hey bro, how do you usually eat?"
"I... I'm just making do. Someone's cooking over there, it's like a cafeteria, tasteless and bland, I have absolutely no appetite!"
Mr. and Mrs. Chen asked curiously, "How does it compare to the roast duck restaurant from yesterday?"
"How can you compare? Peking duck is a specialty of Beijing, and there are only a few shops that are truly time-honored brands. For a canteen to compare with it—forget it, it's beneath you!"
"I really don't like eating in the cafeteria; it has no flavor at all!"
“Indeed, at our age, we have no appetite, how can we eat?” Mr. Chen agreed.
Li, the only one who knew the details of the conversation between the three elderly people, tried to interrupt several times, but ultimately didn't get the chance.
They're considering nutrition; every meal is prepared according to the elderly person's physical needs, okay?
Less oil and less salt—that's health knowledge, but as Li listened to the old commander's complaints, he thought about those white steamed buns, dumplings, and noodles...
Millet porridge, steamed buns, mantou, vegetables, meat, fish... it's not any better than his family eating cornmeal every day.
He went home late last night, and his parents thought he had done something wrong, until they saw half a roast duck.
He immediately gave him a hard slap on the back of the head. "You brat, how dare you steal public property?"
These were the words of their own father, followed by the look in his eyes that said, "You're a thief."
Finally, Xiao Li had to shout, "It was a gift! It really was! I went out for roast duck with Grandpa today to pick up some people from our hometown, and this is what's left over..."
Then he ran to a corner, scratching the back of his head, and complained to his family, "I specially brought this to you, and you're going to leave in a minute! Honestly, you just come up and hit me!"
After realizing he had made a mistake, Xiao Li's father knew he had dialed the wrong number, but how could a father admit his mistake? He then bluffed and said impatiently, "It's not your fault, why didn't you explain earlier!"
The other family members were saying, "Why didn't you say so sooner!"
Xiao Li sighed, and then the family sat together. They ate roast duck, and he drank water.
"Little sister, you've already eaten so much, and you're still taking it from us. Don't you feel guilty?"
The older brother said, "That's right, my little sister and I have never eaten this before in all our lives!"
"Mom and Dad, we worked so hard to give birth to you and raise you, and..."
"Okay, okay...you guys eat, I can't eat anymore!"
With a look of "This child is excellent!" from his family, Xiao Li looked at his sister-in-law.
"Thank you, brother-in-law...!"
Little Li is dressed up... the world where the last person is injured is formed.
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