The Ancient Growth Diary of a Little Zombie

When his gaze moved from the man's embarrassed face to the pot of wild vegetable porridge, which could not be said to be exactly the same as the one cooked by the old lady before, it could be said to be no different.

Now his smiling face was completely frozen.

But it was only a moment of silence.

After all, there is only one pot in front of this man. What if he plans to cook the staple food first and then the meat?

"Hahaha~ So it's vegetable porridge~

Vegetable porridge is great. It just so happens that I haven't had much of an appetite lately due to the long journey, and the military doctor told me to eat more soft and easy-to-eat food to nourish my stomach."

This time, there was no need for the man to explain anything, Yun Yi had already learned to ask and answer his own questions.

At this point, Yun Yi had seen two pots of watery wild vegetable porridge in a row, but he still thought it was just a coincidence and didn't think there was anything wrong with it.

After all, there are so many stoves with little smoke coming out of them. It’s impossible that they are all cooking wild vegetable porridge, right?

Moreover, the extremely overbearing sweet smell in the air that went straight into people's nostrils could not be the fragrance emitted by the wild vegetable porridge.

But until he saw the third pot, the fourth pot, the fifth, sixth, seventh, and eighth pot...

Lush green and white wild vegetable porridge...

The stiff smile that had been maintained on his face for a long time finally broke away.

Where are the pheasants and rabbits you promised us?

What happened to everything you promised?

Why are there only green wild vegetables left?

Is this hinting at something to him?

But he hasn't married yet, and he doesn't even have a girl he likes!

Even a fool like Yun Yi would never have thought that these simple villagers who seemed particularly enthusiastic and happy about his arrival had actually been deceiving him from the very beginning.

Let’s not talk about those fresh wild game that don’t exist at all and are made up out of thin air.

Long before he came, most of the grain in every household was distributed under Sandefa's order to be used to make dry food.

Even if some families still have surplus grains and meat, the villagers of Sangjia Village will definitely not give him any more as they have not yet distinguished between friend and foe.

It’s not that Yun Yi is greedy, or that he thinks people should be treated to delicious food and try their best to treat him with all the good things.

But the gap between what I heard and what I saw with my own eyes was quite big.

Hiccup~

It seems that I don’t even need to drink wild vegetable porridge, I can be full just by eating bread.

What it means is that the greater the expectations, the greater the disappointment.

Yun Yi no longer dared to explore the overbearing sweet smell in the air. He sat obediently next to the old Sang family and waited for dinner to be served.

He knew that the overbearing sweet smell that he had never smelled before must be the so-called new crop.

It is also the only hope he can still look forward to at the moment.

I don’t know if the wild vegetables were too old or the thin white rice was too hard.

Time passed by in a flash, and almost an hour passed. During this time, those people did not appear, and no one put any more food into the pot.

A pot of vegetable porridge was cooked for almost an hour until the old ancestor, who had not been seen for a long time, came slowly over on crutches, accompanied by several men carrying a huge steamer.

"Why isn't the meal ready yet?"

"Haha~ Sir, I've been waiting for a long time. I guess you're hungry, right?"

When the ancestor arrived, he first glanced at the villagers present with an unhappy look on his face.

Then his expression changed in the next second, and he smiled and looked at Yun Yi with kind concern.

Yun Yi, who was sitting and chatting with the villagers next to him, had already stood up to greet him when he noticed the old man walking towards him.

The sun had already set in the west. Although Yun Yi was so hungry that his stomach was almost growling, he still smiled and shook his head in response to the old man's question.

"Hehe~ No, old man."

Except for particularly grand or important days, the villagers usually don't set out tables and chairs when they have a big pot meal together. They just gather together, holding their bowls, and either stand or sit on the ground.

But this time, after the two of them exchanged a few words, a round wooden table covered with a red cloth was set up in the middle of the venue.

Although the bright red color looks festive, it is placed alone in the huge open space, which makes it look a bit deserted and a little weird.

As expected, Yun Yi was warmly welcomed to the festive round wooden table.

As Yun Yi and the ancestor took their seats one after another, Sandefa, who appeared from nowhere, and several elders of the clan, as well as the old man of the Sang family, also sat down around the round table.

Seeing that several important figures in the village had come to the table, the villagers who had no seats spontaneously came forward and stood in a circle, surrounding the table tightly.

On the round wooden table in the middle, there was nothing except the red cloth, which looked even brighter under the afterglow of the setting sun and was so red that it was a little creepy.

Not knowing what the ancestor was up to, several clan elders and Old Man Sang all looked at him with confusion and expectation.

Seeing this, Yun Yi, who was confused, and the villagers standing around all looked at the ancestor.

Even though the ancestor had experienced many storms, he couldn't help but feel a tingling sensation on his scalp when he was suddenly targeted by so many people.

"Tsk! What are you all looking at me for?

Can I, old man, be your snack or something?

Serve the food, let’s have dinner!”

I don’t know if he had done anything wrong, but the old ancestor felt a little nervous when being stared at by everyone, and there was a hint of anger and shame in his tone of scolding.

But as soon as he finished speaking, the feeling of anger and shame quickly disappeared.

It’s not that the elderly are open-minded, nor that they are good at regulating their emotions.

Instead, he watched as only a few bowls of green and white wild vegetable porridge were placed on the table one after another in just a few moments.

Although the old ancestor had a blank expression on his face, anyone with a discerning eye could see that there was a huge question mark on his head.

I saw his lips moving a few times, as if he was about to say something but stopped, and then he looked at the villagers who were serving the dishes several times.

Finally, he closed his eyes and fell into silence without saying a word.

Idiot!

Idiots, all the idiots in the village!

These fools only think about not letting potential rivals take advantage of them in the slightest.

Why can't they think more about it? They do it so obviously, are they afraid that others won't be able to see the flaws?

Oh~ These stupid teammates are really hard to lead!

The old ancestor took several deep breaths silently before he finally calmed down his anger of being disappointed in his friend.

"Hehe~ Mr. Yun, please forgive me. It's the busy farming season these days, and every household has no time to go to town to buy some food.

Such coarse... coarse... such thin vegetable porridge makes you laugh."

The ancestor who originally wanted to say something about the simple food and drink was looking at the bowl of porridge in front of him. If it were not for the little touch of green to cover it up, it would have been so thin that it could reflect a person's reflection.

His old face turned red, and he stuttered for a long time, but finally changed his words honestly.