The rural doctor is busy with farming, and her abstinent husband can't bear it

The steam is lingering and the warmth is perfect for warming the stomach and quenching thirst before a meal.

Su Yu also felt that her stomach had already made a slight protest, so she took the lead in serving herself a bowl. The sweet taste instantly moistened her throat, like a warm stream slowly flowing into her heart.

In a corner of the kitchen, the chicken in the casserole was slowly cooked over low heat, and the aroma was overflowing, rich but not greasy. Even the passers-by outside the yard couldn't help but take a deep breath, sighing at the irresistible delicious temptation.

Su Yu gently lifted the lid of the casserole, only to see that the soup was clear and the chicken was cooked and tender. She carefully sprinkled a little salt to season it just right, then covered it again and lowered the heat to let the mellow flavor blend better during the slow cooking, looking forward to that moment of perfect presentation.

All the dishes have been arranged properly, and every food on the table looks so tempting. As soon as the guests arrive, this feast of taste can begin immediately.

However, as time passed, Su Yu began to look around the door from time to time, and he couldn't help feeling a little anxious and confused. He frowned and thought to himself, "What is going on? Why haven't the guests arrived yet?"

On the other side, Liushu Village became unusually lively due to the visit of County Magistrate Song Junde.

The village chief's face was full of pride and joy. He enthusiastically led Song Junde to visit every tree and blade of grass in the village. Every corner showed his meticulous management.

Although Song Junde was hungry from the long run, he did not show any impatience. On the contrary, he admired the orderliness of Liushu Village under the leadership of the village director.

Especially after learning about a series of measures strictly implemented by the village director to improve the quality of life of the villagers, Song Junde was even more impressed.

For example, the village director is well aware of the principle that "diseases come from the mouth" and particularly emphasizes the importance of environmental hygiene. He has clearly stipulated in the village rules that it is prohibited to pile up poultry and livestock manure on the side of the road to prevent water source pollution. This measure has been strictly enforced. Walking in Liushu Village, you can see that the roads are flat, almost spotless, and the air is fresh, which is amazing.

Just as the two were having a pleasant conversation, Song Junde's stomach made an inopportune protest sound, breaking the harmonious atmosphere of the conversation.

The village chief suddenly realized what was going on. He slapped his forehead and said with an apologetic smile, "Oh, I was so excited that I neglected your meal time. Please don't mind it, sir."

Song Junde waved his hands to show his understanding: "No, no, you may be the village director, but you have broad knowledge and unique insights. I admire the various improvement plans you put forward. Such a small oversight is not worth mentioning."

Hearing these words, the village director's tense mood instantly relaxed, and the big stone in his heart finally fell to the ground.

"Sir, please follow me. I have already informed Jiang Qishan's parents in advance. They have prepared a sumptuous meal and are waiting for your arrival."

The village chief led the way attentively, and the group headed towards the direction of Jiang Qishan's house.

Along the way, the villagers cast their eyes with envy and awe, watching the village director walk into Jiang Qishan's house. Their hearts were filled with desire and longing for this honor.

The county magistrate’s personal visit to my humble home is not only an honor for the Jiang family, but also an unprecedented glorious moment for the entire Willow Village.

Song Junde originally thought that he had prepared himself mentally to enjoy the most simple and unpretentious meal in the countryside.

However, when his figure truly blended into the slightly mottled dining table, the surrounding atmosphere and the scene before him still made him involuntarily stunned for a moment, with an indescribable emotion surging in his heart.

There is no need to think too much about the fish, it must have been caught by the gentle woman named Su Yu, who always creates a heartwarming miracle in difficult days.

As for the chicken in the plate, it had a deep color and its texture revealed traces of time. It was obviously an old hen that had experienced many hardships. And the two round eggs silently announced that their mother was in the golden age of reproduction. Each one was the precious hope of this family.

He looked around slowly. The word "simple" was almost the most appropriate description of this home.

The furniture is worn and the walls are mottled, but the house is kept spotless, revealing the dignity and decency that the owner has maintained despite the hardship.

In a family that could barely make ends meet, supporting a scholar was a luxury, but they were generous and spent all they had just to entertain a passing county magistrate.

This simple enthusiasm made Song Junde feel mixed emotions and found it difficult to accept it calmly.

In an instant, regret surged into his heart like a tide, and Song Junde secretly blamed himself for being impulsive and not considering more carefully that this action might bring additional burden to this already precarious family.

There was a heavy knot between his brows, and this subtle change in expression was caught by Wu Lan and Jiang Youwei who were standing beside him. The two of them couldn't help but exchange uneasy glances.

Is this gentleman dissatisfied with the food? In their eyes, the officials' tables should be filled with a wide variety of delicacies and fine wines. In comparison, their own shabby hospitality may not even meet the passing line.

But these are the best they can offer.

The fish and cooking oil were both the result of Su Yu's enthusiastic help, and other than that, they really couldn't afford to add any more luxuries.

Su Yu observed quietly from the side, trying to guess the thoughts of the new county magistrate. If he really disliked this simple hospitality, then such "courtesy" would be better off not accepting it.

The village director was also puzzled by the county magistrate's reaction. Although these dishes might not seem like much to outsiders, it was rare to prepare them with such care in such a remote mountain village.

The county magistrate's frown and solemn expression forced him to cautiously remind him, "Sir, the food is getting cold."

Song Junde seemed to wake up from his deep thoughts, and a warm smile reappeared on his face: "Everyone, you are welcome, please sit down together."

The villagers looked at each other with disbelief in their eyes.

County magistrate, invite these peasants to dine at the same table? This honor is too heavy for them.

Most of the people present were ordinary people who had never stepped out of Qingshui Town in their lives. When they were suddenly faced with such a scene, the fear and anxiety in their hearts grew like weeds.

After a brief thought, the village director decided to let go of his worries. After all, all the signs today showed that the county magistrate was a good official who was close to the people and would not be too harsh on ordinary people like them.

So he sat down first and said to everyone, "Since the master has invited us, please don't refuse."

Following the example set by the village director, others gradually let down their guard and found seats to sit down.