When the Su family saw Yao Qingshuang pick up the food first, their pent-up appetites were instantly released like a flood, and they all began to eat voraciously.
Especially Su Wenjun and Su Mingfan, father and son, they seemed to have a deep hatred for the rice and sausages. They worked hard, their cheeks stuffed with food, just like two little hamsters trying hard to store food.
Su Wenjun ate the rice quickly, filling each mouthful. He looked so anxious as if he was afraid that the food would disappear in the next second.
Su Mingfan was no less impressive. He chewed his food and mumbled incoherently that it was delicious. His chopsticks kept stirring in the bowl, looking for the next piece of sausage.
Yao Qingshuang looked at them and shook her head helplessly, thinking to herself that the way they ate was probably just like a wild boar, which was totally unpresentable.
However, considering the hardships and fatigue everyone has endured along the way, it is understandable that they can be comforted by such a delicious meal.
Yao Qingshuang turned to look at Su Minglan, only to see the little girl sitting there, behaving quietly.
She gently picked up a handful of rice with chopsticks, slowly put it into her mouth, and chewed it gently. After swallowing the rice, she slowly picked up a piece of sausage and chewed it slowly.
The pink little mouth opened and closed gently and slowly, as if performing an exquisite ritual, which formed a sharp contrast with the voracious eating of Su Wenjun and Su Mingfan, father and son, next to them.
Although she ate delicately, her inner satisfaction could be clearly seen from her slightly narrowed eyes and the faint smile at the corner of her mouth.
As everyone gradually felt fuller, they slowed down their eating and started chatting while eating.
Su Wenjun put down his chopsticks, gently rubbed his round belly, and said with a satisfied smile on his face, shaking his head, "Mom, this rice is so fragrant! The taste is simply amazing. I wish I could eat rice every day in the future."
His voice was full of longing and yearning for a better life in the future.
Su Mingfan's mouth was still stuffed with food, his cheeks puffed up like a hamster's. But upon hearing his father's words, he didn't bother swallowing the food in his mouth. He continued to dig at the rice with his chopsticks in a slurred voice, while anxiously adding, "I want to make a lot of money in the future so that I can eat white rice every day."
Those bright eyes flashed with determination and expectation, as if they had already seen the beautiful picture of a future full of white rice.
His hands didn't stop moving as he stuffed another big mouthful of rice into his mouth. He nodded vigorously while chewing, completely ignoring the rice grains on the corners of his mouth.
"Haha, Mingfan has to work hard then." Yao Qingshuang looked at her little grandson who was greedy but had beautiful dreams, her face full of love, and she couldn't help but smile knowingly.
Lu Youan and Uncle Hu stood aside, staring at the Su family's sausage rice with an enticing aroma, their eyes full of envy.
Neither of them was good at cooking, but at that moment, the sight of the sausages glistening with oil on the rice and just the smell of it aroused their appetite.
After the two of them huddled together and whispered for a few words, they walked towards Yao Qingshuang somewhat embarrassedly.
Lu Youan scratched his head, with a somewhat reserved look on his face, and said, "Auntie Yao, your sausage rice looks so delicious. We think the recipe is not difficult. We are thinking of buying a few sausages from you and trying to make it ourselves."
Uncle Hu also nodded in agreement, his eyes full of anticipation.
Yao Qingshuang looked up at them, thinking that since they were all traveling together, they should help each other. Besides, it was just a few sausages, so she smiled and waved her hand, saying cheerfully, "Okay, they're just food, there's no need to ask for money. But since you insist, I'll charge the cost price and sell you two."
After saying that, he turned around and dug out two sausages from the carriage and handed them to Lu Youan and Uncle Hu.
The two of them hurriedly took the sausages, their faces filled with grateful smiles, and kept saying words of thanks, thinking that now they could also taste this delicious food.
By the afternoon, the team slowly arrived in Anyang County.
The cold wind whistled past, cutting everyone's faces and bodies like a knife. Everyone was wearing thin clothes and shivering in the cold. They all realized that they would face great difficulties without winter clothes.
So, after discussion, the Sujia Village decided that each household should send one person to the city to buy clothes.
The entrance fee to Anyang County is relatively inexpensive, two taels of silver per person.
Although the villagers felt sorry for the money, they had no choice but to grit their teeth and take it out in order to withstand the cold winter.
After discussing with Uncle Hu, Lu Youan also decided to go into the city.
On the one hand, I need to buy enough clothes and quilts to get through this cold season; on the other hand, I can take the opportunity to go into the city to find out about the situation in various places so that I can make more thorough plans for my subsequent trip.
Everyone walked into Anyang County with full expectations and some trepidation.
As soon as they stepped into the city gate, the scene before them stunned them.
The market was bustling with people coming and going.
There are shops on both sides of the street, with signs fluttering in the wind and a wide variety of goods on display.
The cries of the vendors rose and fell, interweaving into a piece of music full of the flavor of life.
Customers walked around, stopping to choose goods or bargaining with stall owners, their faces filled with satisfaction and comfort.
Children were running and laughing in the crowd, holding the gadgets they had just bought in their hands; women were walking in groups, talking in low voices, occasionally letting out silvery laughter; old people were sitting in teahouses on the street, leisurely sipping tea and basking in the sun.
This scene of peace and prosperity was in stark contrast to the miserable scenes they had witnessed along the way as they fled famine.
Several shallow-sighted villagers couldn't help but have red eyes and tears welled up in their eyes.
They looked at the residents of Anyang County with envy and mixed feelings.
These residents are able to have such a stable life in this chaotic world, but I am forced to leave my homeland and wander around, not knowing when I can live such a life again.
That look contained both the emotion and relief of the scene before him, as well as the helplessness and sadness about his own fate, and more importantly, the confusion and longing for the future.
Many people in the village weighed the little money they had and decided to save as much as possible, so they went to second-hand clothing stores to buy some second-hand clothes to get through the winter.
But Yao Qingshuang didn't think so. She was never willing to let herself and her family suffer.
When I think of those second-hand clothes, I don’t know where they came from, and I have no idea whether they are clean or have any problems with them, so I start to feel suspicious.
She thought that it would be more comfortable to buy new clothes.
So Yao Qingshuang walked straight to the largest clothing store in the city without stopping.
As soon as she entered the store, she explained her purpose to the shopkeeper in a familiar manner and carefully reported the measurements of each person in her family.
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