Dressed as a farmer's widow, she brought her daughter to stock up on food and reached the top

Mrs. Sun beside her also smiled and said, "Huahua, Aunt Yang loves you, so don't be polite."

At this time, everyone else at the table was infected by this heartwarming scene and started laughing.

Huahua looked at the bowl full of meat and felt warm in her heart. She picked up the chopsticks and started eating again.

Today in Futian Village, smoke from every household rose early, and the whole village was filled with the aroma of food.

Wang Shufen's courtyard was bustling with activity. Busy at the stove, she said to her husband, Li Gang, with a smile, "We've used the mushrooms and wood ear mushrooms we picked to make lard and three-stranded pork. We need to make a hearty meal to replenish our energy."

Li Gang, who was helping to add firewood, replied cheerfully, "Yes, thanks to Xiuying, we were able to exchange meat and eggs for them."

Wang Shufen skillfully cut the meat as the oil in the wok gradually heated up. With a sizzling sound, the meat was put into the wok, and the aroma instantly filled the air. She kept stirring with a spatula, a satisfied smile on her face.

Wang Shufen cut the lard she had exchanged into small pieces and slowly added them to the pot. She stared intently at the pot, stirring the lard with a spatula, muttering, "This lard can make a lot of oil."

As time went by, the fat gradually shrank, and the oil in the pot became more and more, and the aroma was fragrant. After the oil was boiled, Wang Shufen carefully filtered the oil into a jar. Looking at the full jar of oil, she smiled with satisfaction.

Wang Shufen sprinkled a little salt on the remaining pork scraps, mixed them well, and then put them in a bowl. She thought to herself: When I make soup later, I'll add a few pieces of pork fat scraps. The soup will definitely be fragrant and delicious, and it will also be good to mix with rice for the children.

As she thought about it, Wang Shufen seemed to have smelled the aroma of the delicious soup in the future, and a smile appeared on her face again.

Soon, delicious dishes were served on the table. The children sat around, staring at the delicious food on the table, their mouths watering with greed.

Wang Shufen looked at the children and said with a smile, "Don't worry, everyone has a share, so eat slowly."

The old village chief saw the table full of dishes prepared by his daughter-in-law Wang Shufen. He couldn't help but pause and frowned and said, "Shufen, did you cook all the meat you got in exchange?"

Wang Shufen smiled and said as she set the dishes and chopsticks, "Don't worry, Dad, it's not finished yet. Only half of it has been used. The other half is in the kitchen being smoked. When it's made into bacon, you can just cut a piece when you want to eat it."

The old village chief's brows relaxed after hearing this, and he nodded and said, "That's good. We have to plan our lives carefully. We can't eat it all at once."

Wang Shufen responded, "Dad, I know what's going on. I'm happy, so I made a few more dishes."

As soon as the old village chief's youngest son, Li Shenghui, sat down, his eyes fixed on the soup shimmering with oil, and he couldn't help but praise it: "Sister-in-law really knows how to live. This soup looks delicious. Our lives are really getting better and better!"

Wang Shufen smiled brightly after hearing this and said, "You're the only one who's so sweet. Try other dishes and see if they suit your taste."

Li Shenghui picked up his chopsticks, took a bite of the dish and put it into his mouth. While chewing, he said, "Sister-in-law's cooking skills are amazing. It's delicious!"

The old village chief watched from the side and said cheerfully: "Stop talking and eat quickly. Eat more!"

The eldest son, Li Gang, sat down with a simple smile. "This year, we planted drought-resistant, high-yield rice with Xiuying. We harvested over 40,000 kilograms of rice and several thousand kilograms of sweet potatoes. When the hailstorm hit, we had a shelter built beforehand, so we harvested all the crops we could, and there was virtually no damage," he said.

His eyes sparkled with joy and he reached out to wipe the sweat from his forehead.

The family members were all delighted when they heard this. Li Gang's wife, Wang Shufen, said, "Thanks to Xiuying leading us, otherwise we wouldn't have such a good harvest."

Li Gang nodded and continued, "Yes, this year we have a better idea of how to get through the winter, and we can have a peaceful and stable new year."

The younger children clapped their hands and cheered, "There's plenty of food! We don't have to worry about food anymore!"

The old village chief felt a lot of emotion when he thought about his full granary.

He thought to himself: I never expected that this year there was a severe drought first and then hail. I thought life would be tight, but now the granary is full and there are meat dishes for every meal.

Thinking back to previous years when such natural disasters occurred, the village was filled with gloom and every household had to tighten their belts to make ends meet.

The old village chief couldn't help but shook his head, his face full of disbelief: It's not just me who didn't expect it, the other households in Futian Village didn't expect such a good situation.

Except for the Zhao and Zhou families, the other two families are lazy on weekdays and unwilling to work hard with everyone. They are probably worried at this time.

The old village chief muttered to himself: Thanks to everyone's concerted efforts, and Xiuying leading everyone to find solutions and ways out, we have today's good harvest.

In the future, we must continue to be united like this. No matter what difficulties we encounter, we can overcome them and make our lives better and better.

The eldest son, Li Gang, saw his father was distracted and showed concern on his face. He picked up a piece of meat and put it in the old village chief's bowl, saying, "Dad, eat the meat!"

The old village chief finally came to his senses, looked at the meat in the bowl, smiled and said, "Okay, okay, let's eat together."

Li Gang continued, "Dad, are you thinking about the village again? Our harvest is so good this year, you should worry less and enjoy more."

The old village chief looked at Li Gang with satisfaction and said, "Gang'er, Dad is happy. I'm happy that we can live such a good life."

After hearing this, the whole family nodded, and the house was filled with a warm atmosphere.

Today, Zhou Dazhu's family also had some meat. Taohua saw Zhou Xiaoxiong, who had lost a lot of weight, and felt pity for him.

He took out a piece of fat meat and passed it through the kitchen window to Zhou Xiaoxiong, saying softly, "Xiaoxiong, take it and eat it."

Zhou Xiaoxiong widened his eyes, with a hint of hesitation in his surprise, and did not dare to reach out to take it.

Taohua stuffed the meat into his hand and said, "Take it. You look so thin."

Zhou Xiaoxiong then carefully took it, his eyes full of gratitude, and thanked Taohua profusely: "Sister Taohua, thank you, you are such a good person."

Afterwards, Zhou Xiaoxiong held the piece of fat meat tightly and trotted back home.

As soon as he entered the house, he couldn't wait to hand the fat meat to his mother Hongmei, and said excitedly: "Mom, this is the fat meat given by Sister Taohua!"

Hongmei looked at the fat meat in her son's hand and smiled from ear to ear. She took Zhou Xiaoxiong's hand and said, "My son is really capable."

Zhou Xiaoxiong looked at his mother Hongmei and said seriously, "Mom, it's not that I'm capable, it's that Sister Taohua is kind."