The village chief knew what was going on as soon as he saw their expressions, and he was so happy that his teeth were showing.
They were the same as before. As long as Yue'er cooked, they would eat two more bowls than usual.
The meal was ready soon, and Cheng Mingyue and others brought the food and placed it on the square table in the yard.
The village chief Cheng Xiangdong sat at one table with several professors, and Cheng Mingyue, her mother, sister-in-law and two little nephews sat at another table.
As soon as everyone sat down, several professors couldn't take their eyes off the plate of sweet and sour fish in the middle.
"Everyone, come and eat!"
Before the village chief finished speaking, several professors had already picked up their chopsticks and quickly picked up a piece of fish and stuffed it into their mouths.
Several people closed their eyes and savored the food in an exaggerated manner, as if they were not eating fish but dragon meat from heaven, which made the village chief and Cheng Xiangdong and his son stunned.
When the professors opened their eyes again, they picked up their chopsticks even faster. The Cheng father and son had already cleared their plates before they had taken a few bites.
After finishing the sweet and sour fish, several professors were still reluctant to eat more. They picked up a piece of cucumber and threw it into their mouths, and then their eyes lit up again.
A new round of snatching has begun.
The cucumber salad is delicious, the braised eggplant is delicious, and the soft tofu is also delicious...
These were obviously very common dishes, but why were they different from what they had eaten before? How could someone make them so delicious?
Originally, several professors had to leave quickly after eating, but because they were too full, they just collapsed in their chairs and didn't want to move at all.
Cheng Mingyue brewed a pot of scented tea and brought it out. After the professors took a sip, they didn't want to move anymore.
This time it’s not that I was too full to move, but I really couldn’t bear to leave.
How come even the tea in her house is so delicious?
Several people looked at Cheng Mingyue, wanting to say something but hesitantly. She looked so pitiful.
Cheng Mingyue asked tentatively: "If you like it, I can pack some for you to take back?!"
"Oh, how can I feel good about that?"
Several people said sorry, but their hands had already stretched out involuntarily.
Cheng Mingyue found it a little funny. Just looking at the way these professors were dressed, she knew that their families were well-off, yet they were actually interested in this little thing from her family.
It’s no wonder that several professors are particularly fond of Cheng Mingyue’s scented tea.
This scented tea was actually produced in Lingquan Space. She learned how to fry tea from Professor Li from the Agricultural Science University in the cowshed. The taste of the tea was surprisingly good.
Speaking of Professor Li Kun, he was indeed rehabilitated in 1976. Cheng Mingyue mentioned it briefly before leaving. At first, he thought that Cheng Mingyue was just a little girl and didn't know anything, but the seeds of doubt were planted in his mind.
He observed carefully for a while and found that his wife was indeed cheating on him. He was naturally very upset and even wanted to kill her.
But when he thought of what Cheng Mingyue said, that no matter what happened, he should think more about his children, he suppressed his grief and anger, and used a trick to expose the scandal between his wife and the adulterer. In the end, he divorced smoothly and moved to another city with his son.
As for whether Professor Li would suspect Cheng Mingyue, of course not. He thought it was Lu Chen who wrote the letter to tell Cheng Mingyue, and didn't think much about it.
After a few more professors had eaten and drunk their fill and taken some tea, they reluctantly left.
Before leaving, Mr. Zhou repeatedly reminded Cheng Mingyue: "Call me when you get to Beijing and I'll send someone to pick you up. Remember this."
Several other professors also told her to contact them if she had any problems, and left her their home address and phone number. They really cared about Cheng Mingyue so much that even their own students must have her home address and phone number.
Cheng Mingyue put the note into her pocket and nodded with a smile.
This time the school starts on the 18th day of the first lunar month, so Cheng Mingyue can spend the New Year at home, which makes the village chief's family very happy.
On the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, Wang Guihua and her mother-in-law started to get busy.
There is a custom in their village that every household cooks Laba porridge during the Laba Festival.
In the past, the family was so poor that they could barely make ends meet, and everyone just gave it a token of appreciation. But this year, Wang Guihua took it very seriously.
I soaked all kinds of beans the night before and started working in the kitchen before dawn.
When Cheng Mingyue got up, the Laba porridge was already cooked. Wang Guihua waved at her warmly:
"Yue'er, go wash your face and brush your teeth first. When you're done, come and try the Laba porridge that mother made."
Cheng Mingyue obediently poured some hot water from the kettle, scooped a spoonful of cold water, tested the temperature with her hand, and then began to wash comfortably.
The winter in the north is freezing. She almost froze to death in her first year here. She doesn't want to go out at all when winter comes.
The northwest wind blows on your face like a knife, so you have to wrap yourself tightly in three layers of clothing before going out.
If it snows, it will be even worse. The villagers will only go out in the cold wind when they have to, and the rest of the time they will stay in their own warm kangs.
There is basically no farm work in the village in winter, so everyone is given a holiday early. The whole village is quiet as if it has fallen into hibernation.
Everyone likes to stay in bed when they don’t have to go to work. Some even skip breakfast and only eat lunch and dinner.
This is not the case in Cheng Mingyue's family. Wang Guihua and Zhang Hongying are both very hardworking people. They get up on time every morning to make breakfast.
Cheng Mingyue was afraid of the cold, so sometimes she would get up and have a bite. If she couldn't get up, Wang Guihua and the others would not disturb her and let her sleep.
Cheng Mingyue felt that her current life was so happy. As soon as she finished washing up, Wang Guihua prepared a bowl of Laba porridge and stuffed it into her hand, with a loving light in her eyes.
"Yue'er, hurry up and take the bowl and warm it up."
Cheng Mingyue sat down at the dining table holding the bowl. Wang Guihua immediately handed her a spoon. She took it, scooped a small spoonful, blew on it, and then slowly put it into her mouth.
Cheng Mingyue squinted her eyes like a kitten and kept flattering her: "Mom, your Laba porridge is so good, it's as good as Chef Tan's from the state-owned restaurant."
Wang Guihua didn't care whether Cheng Mingyue was exaggerating or not. She just knew that her daughter was praising her, and her face suddenly smiled like a flower.
"Yue'er, if you like it, eat more. Mommy made half a pot this time. It's enough to keep you full."
Wang Guihua sighed again after she finished speaking: "I wonder if your second brother and his family have Laba porridge to eat in town?"
"Mom, if you're worried, why don't we go to town today to find my second brother and the others."
It was too cold in winter, and Wang Guihua was reluctant to let Cheng Xiangnan run back and forth, so she let him rent a house in the town. After the winter vacation, Xiaohu was taken by Zhang Lan to live in the town.
Speaking of which, Cheng Mingyue hadn't seen the little guy for a while and missed him a lot, so she persuaded her mother to go to the town together.
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