After she finished speaking, she went to get a lunch box of millet porridge.
Li Yan took a look at what was in the lunch box, thought about it, and scooped a little into the lunch box with a spoon.
After taking a bite, he said, "Thank you, Comrade Jiang. This is the first time I've tasted it. It's really delicious."
"If you like it, make more."
Jiang Baige then said to the others, "Comrade Zhang, Comrade Yu, Comrade Liang, and Comrade Wu, you two sisters, please don't be polite. Once you open this, you must finish it quickly."
Zhang Hongyang smiled and asked, "What's delicious?"
He leaned over to take a look and said in surprise, "This is kohlrabi! I saw my grandma cook it when I was a child, but I haven't seen this kind of kohlrabi for many years."
As he said that, he scooped some into his lunch box, scooped some into his mouth with a spoon, and chewed it with a crunchy texture.
“Well, this is what my grandma made.”
Jiang Baige thought to herself, "Isn't this a grandma's dish? Or maybe my mom's dish?"
Wu Juan also took a look, but she didn't bring any food with her. If she ate other people's food, she might not be able to pay it back in the future, so she just took a look.
Wu Lili didn't even look at it from beginning to end, thinking to herself.
"It's not meat, and you still have the nerve to use it to buy people's hearts."
Li Yan took another bite and said, "Come on! This pickled vegetable made by Comrade Jiang's mother is really delicious with rice. It's much better than our bitter melon."
Li Yan thought that such delicious pickles could not be made by a little girl like Jiang Baige, so she automatically assumed that it was made by Jiang's mother.
After hearing what she said, everyone except Wu Lili shared some.
Wu Juan thought, "If I don't have pickles to return later, I can just wait for the meat coupons to come out. Then I can buy some pork, eat less myself, and give Comrade Jiang a couple more pieces."
So she ate it without any burden. It tasted much better than the bitter pickles on the table.
Jiang Baige didn't want to win people's hearts with the pickles, but she just didn't want to eat the bitter pickles.
She never thought that a bag of pickles could be misinterpreted. Even if she knew, she wouldn't be angry.
But she could only eat this inconspicuous thing in front of others, and after today, she couldn't take it out.
Dishes that appear out of nowhere will always arouse suspicion over time.
If there were someone petty-minded who thought she was doing this for profit, they might even report her.
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