Lottery System: Ancient Escape

Chapter 44 Drinking Congee

Not long after, the shouts of men and the clapping of dolls came from the yard.

dinner time!dinner time!

The bowls and chopsticks at home are limited, so let the dolls and old people drink porridge first. They each hold a bowl of porridge and a pancake with wild vegetables in their hands. They sit, squat or stand, gurgling, and just eat the little pancake.

Mrs. Zhao brought over a small basin containing meat porridge for her family of 14.

Oh, by the way, there is also Mr. Yuan, it should be 15 people!

The old man Yuan was alone, and the heirs of the Yuan family were struggling. He had only one daughter, Yuan Dujuan, in his life, so he was eager to protect his daughter's in-laws.

This time, for convenience, he ate and lived with the Zhao family.

Grandpa Yuan is a low-key person, usually he doesn't like to talk much, and he never shows any ideas. In Zhao Feiyu's heart, this grandpa is definitely a treasure boy, a treasure old boy!
The Zhao family eats very well. From this, it can be inferred that this family is all foodies!

The three daughters-in-law were very diligent. They had prepared wild vegetable pancakes long ago. They occupied a corner in the shade of the eaves of the house and laid out the dishes.

They just waited for Mrs. Zhao to share the food. This food is only the right of Mrs. Zhao, which symbolizes her strong and unshakable family status!

It was the first time for the old man to participate in such a formal family dinner meeting, and he was a little nervous.

At this time, everyone was holding empty bowls in their right hands, and they didn't dare to move. They opened their eyes and looked at Mrs. Zhao who was walking slowly with a basin not far away, and couldn't help jumping for joy!
Here she comes, here she comes, and she comes with a basin.She came, she came, she approached with a smile.

Mrs. Zhao scooped half a spoonful of porridge into everyone's bowls.

Er Nizi and Yuan Bao also got a bowl of meat porridge, which was never possible before, their bowls would always be half full, no matter what they ate, it would always be half a bowl.

The two feel very happy today. Having his sister give him candy and his grandma give him rice porridge. This kind of life is really very contented and happy!

Then, Mrs. Zhao distributed wild vegetable pancakes, which were dark and hard to eat.

She gave it to the old man first, and after Mrs. Zhao finished speaking, she picked up the chopsticks and the whole family started without saying much.

All I could hear was the sound of drinking porridge in a daze and the rattling of the handle.Nothing to say, less than a quarter of a meal of gruel, all copied

This porridge is really fragrant.

Zhao Feiyu was drinking porridge.He looked at Mrs. Zhao with star eyes.

Whoops, grandma!You are really a knife mouth bean curd heart.

He said no, but in fact, he was quite honest in his heart.This porridge is so fragrant that it will swallow your tongue.

Isn't this kind of fragrance just the one that I took out from the space, the spicy and five-scented seasoning?
You smell it with your nose pointed, someone else’s food smells like theirs, it’s not all a fishy smell.

While everyone was eating, there was a commotion outside the courtyard door, and before the village chief ordered someone to open the door, the door was opened from the outside.

The boy in black who brought them here before.At the moment, I am carrying 3 or 4 of them, and at first glance they are dressed like soldiers.

When the villagers saw them coming in, the village chief's heart skipped a beat. Well, we really came at the right time. As soon as we finished our meal here, are we going to go to the battlefield over there?
The village chief sucked up the gruel in the bowl in two big gulps, and put down the bowl and chopsticks in his hand.Then he stood up to greet him.

"Officer, the elders and children in the family have been starving all day and all night, and it's really too bad.

This... No, I made some rice porridge for everyone, or you can eat some too. "

The village chief felt uneasy.

The boy in black squinted his eyes and sniffed it. He was very familiar with this stench. It was the smell of wolf meat.
Darling, this group of villagers who don't look good are actually eating wolf meat.

In fact, he really wanted to agree, and wanted to say take one bowl, no, two bowls, but when he thought of the task the boss gave him, he could only shut up.

He made a move.The people behind them took out two bags of things from behind.

(End of this chapter)