Travel to ancient times and become rich women with your bestie

They were already very full from the iron pot stewed goose for dinner, and now there was another meal. The children ate a few pieces and then held their stomachs and cried, "I can't eat any more."

They never dreamed that one day they would be faced with two large bowls of delicious meat and not be able to eat anything.

The old lady ate the entire bowl of greasy egg rice and could no longer eat the meat.

Zheng Yuan scooped out one third of the spicy chicken, piled some mint fried pork ribs on top, and handed it to Old Mrs. Chen.

Old Mrs. Chen was still trying to refuse, but Zheng Yuan dragged her out of the courtyard gate.

Zheng Yuan locked the gate with a snap and pretended to yawn at the old lady: "Mom, it's getting late. We need to go to bed. You should go back soon."

After saying this, without waiting for Old Mrs. Chen to speak, he turned and went into the kitchen.

The old lady stomped her feet while holding a basin in her hand. "Second brother, why are you sleeping? Aren't you going to Duan Min's mother's house? Open the door for me! Sizhu! Erhe!"

Unfortunately, the children were held in the kitchen by Zheng Yuan and were not allowed to go out. Only Mr. Jiang was outside. Mr. Jiang spread his hands to the old lady, saying that he could do nothing to help her, and went straight into his room.

Old Mrs. Chen had no choice. She knocked on the door for a long time but no one came out to answer her. She could only carry the full pot of meat back home.

Seeing that it was almost time to go to bed and his wife had not returned yet, Mr. Chen was about to ask Shi Tou to go and check on her when he saw the old lady pushing open the door holding a basin.

"You old woman, you went to deliver a chicken. Do you think you have to go all over the mountain to catch a chicken that is alive? You haven't come back for such a long time! Okay, Shuhua has left food on the table for you, go and eat. What's in this bowl?"

The old man took a few steps forward and smelled a strong aroma. He looked carefully and was shocked to see such a big pot of meat.

"Old woman, weren't you sending the chicken back? Why did you bring back such a big pot of meat?"

Hearing the old man's words, the whole family gathered around in shock.

It was indeed a big pot of meat, steaming and emitting a fragrant aroma. Not long after the old lady came in, the whole yard was filled with the numbing and spicy aroma.

No need to ask, it must have been given by the second brother's family.

"Gulu!"

"Gulu!"

It smelled so good that they couldn't help it. The people who gathered around stared at the basin and swallowed their saliva frantically.

"Okay, one piece each, eat it, and we'll have the rest tomorrow morning." The old lady gave each person a piece of chicken, then went to the kitchen, put the basin in the cupboard and covered it tightly.

When she came out, she saw a group of old and young people sucking their fingers and bones frantically.

"Mom, the food is on the table." Li Shuhua raised her head from the bone in her hand.

"Well, okay, I'll eat later." The old lady touched her nose and turned to go into the house.

Seeing them like this, the old lady felt a little guilty for some reason. She was embarrassed to say that she had eaten a big bowl of greasy egg fried rice and several pieces of spare ribs and chicken at the second son's wife's place. Now her stomach was so full that she couldn't eat the wild vegetable porridge.

That night, except for Dandan who was still drinking milk, everyone in the family had a sweet dream, smacking the lingering fragrance in their mouths.

The night passed.

Early in the morning, Zheng Yuan and Duan Minmin stood in the yard and stretched together.

It’s great, it’s another sunny day.

I can go up the mountain to weed again. I am so happy~

In the morning, Zheng Yuan instructed Tao'er to make a dish of braised eggplant and a poached egg, and they had a delicious meal with the mint spare ribs and spicy chicken that they had made last night.

Watching Tao'er's busy figure, Zheng Yuan felt the same joy as a hotel chef who watched the second chef busy while the chef only had to move his mouth.

"Our Chef Zheng has really taken the position of head chef, and all he does is talk and not his hands." Duan Minmin teased her.

"Of course not! You, a cook, can't imagine this kind of happiness." Zheng Yuan walked over and patted Duan Minmin's shoulder in a pretentious manner, which made Duan Minmin so angry that she wanted to pull out a piece of firewood to beat her.

"You are the cook!"

After dinner, Zheng Yuan packed up the leftover spare ribs and spicy chicken, and packed up the rest of the rice. She and Duan Minmin still planned to go up the mountain to weed. Zheng Yuan would come down to cook for Mr. Jiang at noon, and the others would not come down. Tomorrow is the market in the town, and she has to discuss business with Mr. Jiang. Every day, it delays the time when the weeds in the mountain can be pulled out.

After finishing the cleaning, the two went to talk to Mr. Jiang, thinking that it would be nice to have someone at home to help watch the house for free.

Who would have thought that after telling Mr. Jiang, he insisted on following him up the mountain.

Zheng Yuan and Duan Minmin didn't want to take care of such an ancestor in the mountains, and tried their best to persuade Mr. Jiang to give up this idea.

But no matter how the two men complained about the mosquitoes on the mountain, the difficult mountain roads, and that no one would go out wearing a moon-white robe, or how they promised to come back at noon to cook for him, Mr. Jiang refused to listen and insisted on following them up the mountain.

The two men had no choice but to lead Master Jiang, who was wearing a moon-white gown and waving a fan in his hand, towards the mountains.

The villagers working in the fields along the way looked curiously at Mr. Jiang who was following them slowly and leisurely, fanning himself. Zheng Yuan and Duan Minmin looked at him nodding and smiling at the people around them, as if he was here to inspect. They covered their foreheads with their hands because of the conspicuous bag.

As soon as I reached the foot of the mountain, I heard a shout.

"Second daughter-in-law, wait a minute."

The group turned around and saw that it was Mr. Chen and Mrs. Chen who were coming here with their family.

"Dad, Mom, what are you doing here?" Zheng Yuan remembered that all the weeds in Old Chen's field had been cleared.

"We are here to help you pull out the weeds. More people means faster work. Otherwise, it will take you forever." The old lady waved the hoe in her hand, looking very enthusiastic.

After having delicious spicy chicken for breakfast, the family felt a little embarrassed to have eaten so much of Zheng Yuan's food. But they didn't have anything to offer, so the old couple decided to help them with work for a day. The eldest family had no objection, so they rushed over.

"That's great. With your help, it will be easy to take over that small mountain!" The two did not refuse their kindness.

Isn't it the same in the village, you help me, I help you. Simply rejecting others' kindness makes you seem distant.

The Chen family is full of skilled workers, and with their participation, efficiency has risen rapidly. Zheng Yuan and Duan Minmin, who usually stand up to rub their shoulders and shake their legs after pulling a few times, saw the old lady and the old man walking briskly in the cornfield without raising their heads, and they were too embarrassed to take a break, so they followed behind and worked hard.

When Young Master Jiang saw the two elderly men in their fifties and sixties looking relaxed, he thought that as a young man he should be able to do it, so he ignored the advice and went into the cornfield. Unfortunately, after a while he was cut by the corn leaves and ran out screaming.

I could only hold my cut face in my hands, sit under the shade of a tree, and sigh as I watched the agile figures of the old man and the old lady.

At noon, Zheng Yuan said that the cold rice he brought was not enough and wanted to go downstairs to cook and bring it up, but he was stopped by Old Mrs. Chen.

"What are you cooking? Life has really gotten better now. Have you seen anyone in the village who eats three meals a day? You also brought these old things with you, just eat a bite." The old lady's hand was like an iron clamp, and Zheng Yuan didn't break free.

"But Mr. Jiang is different from us. I still have to make lunch for him." After saying this, the old lady's hand loosened a little.

But after hearing her words, Mr. Jiang jumped out from under the shade of the tree and said, "It's okay, it's okay. I'm not hungry. I'll eat whatever you want."

Well, upon hearing this, the old lady's grip tightened again. There was no choice but to follow her wishes, and more than a dozen people shared the food they brought this morning and finished it.

Not to mention that food tastes better when there are more people around, even leftovers will be eaten up cleanly. Mr. Jiang also gave him a bowl of his own, which he ate with relish.

After the meal, Old Mrs. Chen did not give everyone a chance to rest. She pushed and pulled several people to the field and started another busy afternoon.

With the old lady as their supervisor, the people on the hillside worked like tireless oxen and horses, their arms almost flying with sparks.

At about four o'clock in the afternoon, the remaining land was completely weeded. Standing on the top of the slope, the two couldn't believe their eyes.

Rubbing their sore arms, the two sighed that this old lady was really an expert at raising children!