Chapter 335 The feast begins

Hearing about food, the sadness and melancholy of the people in the room disappeared instantly!

It's good now too!

With food and drink, what else is there to be dissatisfied with?

When we sat down, everyone was served a big bowl of brown rice.

The steamed brown rice was moderately soft and hard, with distinct grains, and a big bowl of bone soup was served next to it.

The bone soup with a little bit of oil exuded a burst of meaty aroma, and there were also chopped small green vegetables and chopped green onions in it. It was a big bowl full of bone soup, making people feel that they could eat three bowls of brown rice with this big bowl of bone soup!

While swallowing saliva, a big pot of pork stewed with radish was served, with fat slices and white and moist oil!

The radish was stewed until soft and full of soup. When eaten in the mouth, it had both the sweetness of radish and the aroma of meat. Many villagers felt that the village banquet was really good. Even the radish was served with large pieces of fat. The feeling of eating meat in big mouthfuls was really enjoyable!

Next came the pickled peppers and shredded pork. The pickled vegetables gave off a sour smell that stimulated the taste buds, and the only sound was the constant swallowing of saliva.

The pickled peppers were a bit spicy, and many young children ate rice while holding back tears from the spiciness. They thought it was delicious, but it would be better if it wasn't spicy.

In a flash, they saw the winter bamboo shoots and shredded pork. The adults beside them put it in their bowls. They tasted the sweet bamboo shoots and the tender lean meat. Woohoo, tears were about to come out again, but this time it was not spicy but delicious enough to make them cry!

Other tables were scrambling to eat, but the adults took care of the children and the young people gave way to the elders. Overall, it was warm and harmonious.

The style at the tables of Fan Qian and Zhang Tuzi's family was completely different. They were so fierce that they were about to fight.

Sun Jinhua was not interested in the book house and did not enter the book house at all. As soon as she came to the table, she poured the brown rice from the other bowl into her own bowl and pressed it down again and again.

As a result, Zhang Chunhua, who had returned from visiting the book house, found that there was no rice in the bowl in front of her!

Baldy Zhang beside him didn't care at all and had already started to shovel brown rice and big bone soup into his mouth.

Mother protected her own bowl, pointed at Sun Jinhua, and cursed: "It was this woman who stole your food. Your brother said she was useless;

You go and tear her apart. Since you can't eat it, let her not eat it either!"

"Sister, you eat mine first, I'll go find the old village chief to make the decision." Zhang Xiaogou sighed and stood up and said.

Sun Jinhua immediately became anxious and muttered: "Hey, as an elder, what's wrong with me eating more? At most, I'll give it back to you. It's not a big deal to go to the old village chief for such a small matter!

Give me the bowl, I'll share it with you."

Zhang Chunhua was angry, but she was afraid that she would miss the food because of the quarrel and be snatched away by others at the table. She walked to Sun Jinhua with an empty bowl and stared at her fiercely.

Sun Jinhua pouted and reluctantly took a small bowl of rice. Seeing that she was still not leaving, she took a little more and said impatiently: "No more! A little girl is not afraid of being full after eating so much."

Zhang Chunhua glanced at Fan Dazhu beside her, pursed her lips, and walked to her chair with the bowl, cursing in her heart.

She better pray that God will not fall on her, otherwise she will definitely let her taste the taste of having her food taken away!

Before Zhang Chunhua walked to the chair, the first pot of food had been served. She was a step slower and saw Fan Qian and Fan Dazhu pounced on it, half of their bodies were almost on the table, and they kept picking fat meat from the big pot into the bowl.

When she came forward, she didn't grab a piece of fat meat! Only radish was left.

Immediately, she hated Sun Jinhua even more.

Sun Jinhua raised her chin, like a victorious rooster.

She and her son ate the fat meat, and even ate several pieces. She made a profit! Zhang Chunhua was useless for not eating, it had nothing to do with me.

When the second and third dishes came, Zhang Chunhua had already had experience, and Zhang Tuzi even picked up the coarse pottery plate and poured it into the bowl!

Fan's mother and Sun Jinhua were so angry that they cursed.

The two sides quarreled so much that the people around them stared at them blankly with their chopsticks and mouths open.

At dinner, the two families were unwilling to sit at the same table again.

But others were even more unwilling to sit with any of them.

Finally, Wang Guifen came forward to mediate: "Eat noodle dumpling soup in the evening, just take the bowl to get it back. The portions have been allocated, so it doesn't matter where you sit. If you really don't want to sit, you can squat and eat."

Hearing that the portions had been allocated, the two families remained silent.

Neither wanted to give the other party a bargain, so even if they didn't like each other, they still sat together.

For dinner, three spoonfuls of noodle dumpling soup for those over thirteen years old, a spoonful of fried cabbage with lard residue, and a piece of fried leek egg.

Those under thirteen years old get two tablespoons of noodle soup with the same side dishes.

It may not be cost-effective for those aged eleven or twelve, but basically there are families with children aged eleven or twelve and those who are younger who cannot finish two tablespoons of noodle soup, so they can share it among themselves.

Jianghehu is like this.

Fan Jiang is ten years old. He is responsible for physical work at home, which consumes a lot of energy and has a good appetite. Two tablespoons of noodle soup are not enough.

Fan Hu is young and is taken care of by his brothers and sisters on weekdays. He does light work. He likes reading. Apart from working, he just sits and reads most of the time. He does not consume much physical energy. At this moment, he is putting some of the noodle in the bowl into his eldest brother's bowl.

The food tonight is not to Shuiqing's taste. In addition, there is a mall. If she wants to eat something, she can buy delicious food to satisfy her hunger without anyone noticing. She also put some of it into the bowls of several children.

Several children's eyes are wet, and they look up and sob, "Mom, you eat!"

Shuiqing could only say the classic line: "...Mom is not hungry!"

She still had to save some food for her to eat in the house.

The children's eyes became more moist, and they said with a strong nasal tone: "Aniang treats us the best."

Wanxia held the bowl. The second aunt had the most noodles in her bowl, and she gave her the only piece of lard. Thinking of this, she felt a warm current in her heart....

Sun Jinhua walked to her daughter's side with the bowl in her hand, and saw that the bowl was full of food, especially the two pieces of lard on the top layer. She immediately stretched out her chopsticks: "Zhaodi, mother will help you eat the lard. This thing is too oily. You are weak and you will get a stomachache if you eat it!"

Wanxia was in a daze, but the family members sitting next to her were always paying attention. They immediately reached out to cover her bowl, "Don't worry, auntie, Wanxia is our sister. If she can't eat, we will help her eat it."

Sun Jinhua was dissatisfied: "Zhaodi has two pieces, what's wrong with giving one to her mother?"

Everyone has a piece of lard, and her piece was given to the eldest son. Just now, when she saw the others at the table chewing carefully, she immediately thought of Zhaodi. I didn't expect that she actually had two pieces!

She wasn't greedy and wanted all of it. She even left a piece for Zhaodi, but he was unwilling to accept it?