Crossing the farm gate, the whole family reunites in the disaster year

When the aroma of stewed meat wafted from the upper room, the last bunch of wild grapes had been picked.

After weighing the grapes, put the appropriate amount of rock sugar into the bucket.

Lin wrapped the rolling pin with fine cloth, placed it in the ceramic pot and gently crushed the grapes.

Cui Zhaozhao didn't have any suitable tools, so he wiped his hands clean with alcohol and reached into the jar to grab around. Lidong did the same.

During this period, Xiaoliu was separated from Dahei from Mr. He's family for a short time. He came back to eat and asked to play. Cui Zhaozhao also disinfected his little hands and let him pinch grapes together.

Finally, when Old Mrs. Cui was peeking through the window again, they sealed the last clay pot and moved it into the house.

Only six of the ten clay pots were used.

One jar holds fifteen kilograms of grapes, and this time a total of ninety kilograms of wine was brewed.

Mrs. Cui opened the door and said, "Are you done? Come and eat quickly, or the food will get cold."

Shiro slipped and almost dropped the can in his hand.

"You're such a pain in the ass..." Old Mrs. Cui's shrill voice just appeared for a moment before she quickly left the stage.

He rubbed his face hard with his rough hands, and when he showed his face again, it was full of concern.

"Shiro, watch your step and don't fall."

Shiro's feet became even more slippery.

Old Man Cui set out the table that would only be used during the Chinese New Year.

Normally, men and women should sit at separate tables, but since the drought, it has been a long time since the village had everyone sitting at one big table to eat.

This time we’ll use a big table and have a lively meal!

In the upper room, there were the old couple of the Cui family and Cui Chengliang, in the east room, there were four members of the Lin family, and in the west room, there were five children from the second room. The number of people who could sit at the big table exceeded the limit.

But when the five children from the third room sit together, they only take up three seats.

Old Mrs. Cui and Old Man Cui sat at the top, Lin sat next to Old Mrs. Cui, Cui Chengliang sat next to Old Man Cui, Cui Zhaozhao sat next to his mother, and Silang sat with his head down, leaning against his third uncle.

The remaining children could sit however they wanted. Xiaoliu patted his chest and sat next to Xiaoqi.

"I will take good care of my brother."

The children from the second wife were a little hesitant.

Since the separation, they have never eaten at the same table with their grandparents, mainly because their grandmother doesn't like them coming.

There were two large bowls on the table, filled with rabbit meat mixed with chestnuts and mushrooms.

Next to it was a plate of ground spinach mixed with wild vegetables, which should have been sent by Yu.

There was also a basket of yellow rice flour pancakes, which were probably made in the same pot as the stewed rabbit meat. The bottom of the pancakes was a crispy and golden brown skin soaked in soup.

"Eat quickly, you must be starving."

Old man Cui was the first to pick up his chopsticks, greeted everyone, picked up a piece of leg meat, turned a corner and put it into Cui Jingwen's bowl.

"Eat more, Xiaosan. I see you don't like to go out on weekdays. Are you not used to staying in the village?"

Cui Jingwen put down his chopsticks: "I'm used to it. I just have to copy books during the day, so I don't go out unless there's something else to do."

Old Man Cui admired and felt sorry for the child. The child was full of knowledge, but because life was difficult, he was forced to cut off his path to school and was trapped in the village. Even in such a situation, he did not have a trace of dissatisfaction and worked hard to copy books to supplement the family income.

Lin is really good at raising children.

"Third brother's wife, it's Lixia. I won't serve you any food. Just take what you want to eat and eat more." Cui Zhaozhao took a moment to react before he remembered that her name was Lixia.

"Okay, thank you, Grandpa."

Looking at the table full of children, Old Man Cui finally picked up a piece of meat with satisfaction and put it into his mouth.

Xiaoliu and Xiaoqi had already received a pancake each, and they picked it up quickly with their chopsticks.

Shiro, Goro, and Lidong carefully picked the mushrooms to eat.

The mushrooms that have absorbed the soup make a squeaking sound when you bite them, and the vegetable juice bursts in your mouth. This is how eating meat is.

The three of them picked up the dishes while secretly glancing at Old Lady Cui.

If grandma doesn't scold me, I won't feel at ease while eating this meal.

Cui Zhaozhao had no psychological burden while eating. These two rabbits cost him 150 coins, and he also picked up half a bowl of meat for Lidong.

"eat!"

Lidong lowered his head and gave the meat to Xiaowu.

Old Mrs. Cui's heart was bleeding. Two rabbits were eaten like that. She had never thought in her life that two rabbits could be stewed in the Cui family's pot. Look at their timid looks.

Her face was about to break from laughing. What on earth were they afraid of?