Chapter 91 91. One pot of rice is not enough

The little girl is pretty.

She had several colorful wreaths around her neck. When she saw her dad, she let go of grandpa's hand, ran towards her dad, calling "da da da", and started jumping from a distance.

Luo Xiang took a step forward familiarly, bent down to catch it, lifted it up, turned around, and held his daughter in his arms.

"Dad, Dad, this is the wreath that Grandpa made for me. Is it pretty?" Little Luo Qi shook his head to show off to his father.

Luo Xiang laughed and praised repeatedly, "Pretty, my daughter is really pretty, thank you, Grandpa."

"Thanks~~~"

Wow, this little girl is so sweet that it’s rated eight plus.

There they are enjoying the family time of father and daughter.

The grandfathers here stood by the newly renovated field, feeling a little emotional.

"This field is well maintained. It's so smooth."

"It's not that great. It's been ten years since we opened a new field. The stage was so lively back then."

"Alas, these are all good fields, but now they are all barren."

"Yes, at that time, the fields on the platform had to be fought over. There was not enough land to plant. The last time the land was divided, it seemed that the Luo family had a fight over this piece of land. It was in the 1980s. Who did they fight with?"

"The second kid from the Yan family is a scoundrel and not a good person."

"Yes, yes, yes, the second son of the Yan family. His family moved out in 06, right? How is he now?"

"He's gone. He passed away the year before last. I heard it was a cerebral infarction..."

The grandfathers looked at the large, clean and flat field, and the two tractors with large machines hanging on them as they slowly crawled across the field.

Looking at the renewed life, looking at the hope.

Reminiscing about the past.

The time for reminiscing was very short. The grandfathers, who were usually very talkative, only said a few words this time before stopping.

There was silence for a moment.

They all took out their cigarettes, lit them up and started smoking.

It only takes three to five minutes to smoke a cigarette.

Luo Hongyi waved his hand and shouted, "Come back, come to our house for lunch, and we'll have a drink together."

"Get lost! Your wife hasn't come back yet. My reputation is precious, but I can't bring myself to let your daughter-in-law serve me food and drink." Uncle An said retortively and walked away.

"It's in the evening. I'll make two dishes for us to have a drink. Don't leave in the evening." Uncle Luo had a good temper and said something to comfort me before leaving.

"No, no, no." Luo Hongyi said cheerfully. He endured the scolding and continued to be comforted. Then, together with the grandfathers, they all dispersed.

Luo Xiang was a little puzzled and shouted, "Dad, are you back soon? Won't you come back for a while?"

"I don't want to watch it anymore. There's no point." Luo Hongyi waved his hands behind him without even turning his head.

Luo Yihang understood a little bit that the grandfathers were reminded of the past and felt a little uncomfortable.

This field was opened up by them when they were young. They cultivated it bit by bit with hoes. They rely on this field to live, support their family, and provide for their entire family.

They even quarreled and fought in the streets over the grabbing of land, and even stopped talking to each other until they died.

Then they all grew old, and the things they valued when they were young were no longer important, and the fields they relied on were also abandoned...

After many years, the wasteland has been reclaimed. The field is still the same field, and crops will be planted again and it will be rejuvenated.

But what about them? Their youth can never come back.

Joy, nostalgia, emotion, loss, all kinds of mixed feelings piled up in my heart. Anyway, I can't tell what it feels like. I need some time to relax.

……

At 11 o'clock in the morning, Li Zheng drove down the mountain.

Bring the hot meal up.

The workers were all working on the mountain, so they ate there and could take a longer rest after the meal.

The food was also bought from the town when I came in the morning. Today there was a large pot of stir-fried pork with green peppers, a large pot of loofah and pork slices, and a thermos bucket of seaweed egg drop soup.

The staple food was the same as yesterday, still big steamed buns, but because there were three more people, there were ten more steamed buns, a total of fifty big steamed buns.

There were eleven of them, and they were able to eat all of this. They really have a good appetite.

Actually, during lunch, Luo Yihang's family's appetite was just as good.

Especially the three members of Luo Xiang's family and the old man Luo Hongyi.

Luo Yihang's family has been eating this spiritual vegetable every day recently. They have some resistance and have learned to be moderate.

But people who try it for the first time simply can’t resist it, wondering how can it be so delicious?

Originally, Luo Cheng took advantage of the fact that his wife would not bother him today, and took out a bottle of wine, intending to have a few drinks with the old man and his brothers. Unfortunately, the wine glass that had always been successful was defeated by an ordinary fried eggplant box.

Old man Luo Hongyi even picked up his wine glass. Lin Jia brought out a plate of fried eggplant boxes and placed it on the table, specifically in front of Luo Hongyi, "Dad, please try it. The eggplant boxes fried by my sister-in-law today are especially good."

He had to give face to his daughter-in-law, so Luo Hongyi put down his wine glass and added a piece for his granddaughter Luo Qi first.

I picked up the wine glass again, intending to take a sip before eating the food.

However, the fried eggplant box in front of me was so tempting that I put down my wine glass and picked up my chopsticks again...

Then, completely subconsciously, unconsciously, before I knew it, the plate was empty.

Luo Hongyi had a smacking taste in his mouth and was still muttering in his heart, "These two daughters-in-law, what kind of plates do they use for family meals? The plates looked quite big but there were only a few pieces of food on them. Each of them took a piece with chopsticks and it was gone."

Originally this cold dish was meant to go with wine, but in the end the wine wasn't even drunk and the dish was gone.

If there is no more food, just have a drink. Luo Cheng raised his glass again, and the old man also picked up his glass.

Coincidentally, the hot dish just arrived, a simple dish of fried leeks and eggs, the aroma wafted out, and Luo Hongyi put down his wine glass again.

Next, there were stir-fried pork slices with lettuce, bok choy and tofu, celery and dried tofu, lamb stewed with carrots, beef stewed with tomatoes, braised eggplant, a roast chicken, and two braised fish.

Zhang Guiqin and Lin Jia kept coming and going, and the dishes were served one after another. Luo Cheng, their chef today, picked up the wine glass and put it down several times, then simply gave up, picked up the rice bowl, and shouted bravely: "Wife, bring a bowl of rice."

Zhang Guiqin said nothing and took it directly.

Luo Cheng's whole body feels transparent and refreshed!
Then Luo Hongyi also picked up the bowl, "Daughter-in-law, give me a bowl of rice too."

Zhang Guiqin took the bowl and smiled, "I thought you guys would drink first, why are you eating now?"

"Hey, let's eat first. It's okay if you want to drink or not."

Zhang Guiqin laughed even harder and thought to herself, this old man is always telling lies. He has been married for 30 years and he always touches the wine bottle before eating.

Luo Xiang did not ask Zhang Guiqin to help him serve the rice. He had a wife. When Lin Jia came out, he also raised the bowl and said, "Wife, serve me some rice."

"Mom, I want one too!" It seems the little girl is waiting too.

Well, Luo Yihang stood up and went to the kitchen, put all the rice in the rice cooker into a bowl, and then simmered another pot.

Judging from the situation today, one pot of rice may not be enough.

(End of this chapter)