I travel back and forth between ancient and modern times, hoarding goods to raise my grandchildren a

"The general is something else. So many women in the capital want to marry him, but he doesn't want any of them. He just had to choose a crazy girl."

Our general's mansion was already short of food, and now the Minister of Rites' household has sent this madwoman to our residence, making life even more difficult for the young ladies and gentlemen."

The speaker was Zhou Nan, the youngest son of Steward Zhou. He was a servant in the General's Mansion and had grown up there since childhood.

He also witnessed the birth of Pei Yuchen and the others.

Ever since the original Yu Wanwan married into the family, she has not only been acting crazy, but she also took advantage of her status to hide all the grain in the mansion.

Zhou Nan watched helplessly as Pei Yuchen and the others went hungry.

He was more heartbroken than anyone else, and also angrier than anyone else.

Butler Zhou sighed. In the past, whenever Zhou Nan uttered such disrespectful words, he would inevitably have to reprimand him.

Now, he no longer knows what to say.

They all walked into the general's mansion dejectedly.

Suddenly, the aroma of food wafted over.

They couldn't resist taking a greedy sniff.

"It smells so good, how can it smell so good?"

"It smells like rice. No, even before the drought, I had never smelled rice that fragrant."

"Could it be that the old lady is cooking? But that doesn't make sense. There shouldn't be any rice left on her side, right? If she had rice, she wouldn't have gone so long without eating."

"Stop thinking about it. Let's go to the kitchen first. If it really is the old lady making food, even if I have to kneel in front of her for a long time, I will definitely ask her to share some with the young masters and ladies."

Even just a little bit would be helpful.

"Yes, the old lady should share some with the young masters and ladies."

The aroma of the food instantly revitalized them, who had been feeling quite weak.

They no longer needed to support each other and could run to the general's mansion's main kitchen on their own.

***

Inside the large kitchen, a group of children were in a dreamlike state.

"Second brother, pinch me quickly. But never mind, second brother is too strong, you'd better not pinch me. Third sister, pinch me, let me see if I'm dreaming."

"We have so much delicious food in our house! If Huai'an knew, he'd be green with envy!"

Yu Wanwan had already started cooking the rice porridge, while Lao Si was still running around among the pile of food.

A moment later, he tried to lift a 50-pound rice.

I'll try to move the 18.9-liter bottle of water in a bit.

A moment later, he darted in front of the third brother and shoved his face right in front of him.

The third brother pinched him with a laugh.

He jumped up excitedly: "Ouch! That's great! I'm really not dreaming."

Yu Wanwan smiled helplessly.

He called out, "Eldest brother, second brother, come and help me serve the porridge. Fill the bowls to the brim."

She tore open three packets of pickled mustard greens and handed them to the third son: "Pour the pickled mustard greens into the plate."

Considering that the children hadn't eaten meat for a long time, she thought for a moment, opened two cans of luncheon meat, poured it out, sliced ​​it, poured it into a pan, fried it with oil, and then put it on a plate.

The eldest and second eldest had already served seven bowls of porridge.

Put everything on the table.

The pickled mustard greens and fried luncheon meat were placed in the center of the table.

The five grandsons, plus a baby being held, all stood far away, yet couldn't help but peek at the food on the table.

Yu Wanwan sat down at the table and picked up a bowl of porridge.

Just as she was about to take a sip, she sighed, "If you're not hungry and don't want to eat, then I'll just throw away everything I can't finish later?"

With a whoosh, all six grandsons ran over.

Even the sixth son reached for the porridge bowl, babbling to indicate that he wanted to eat.

Yu Wanwan was satisfied, but still said, "I'll say it one last time, the immortal has really cured me, and he gave me a lot of food. I don't lack food, so just eat whatever I give you."

If anyone acts like that again, I'll assume they're not hungry and I'll never feed them again.

After lecturing her, she muttered, "If you're not enthusiastic about eating, there's something wrong with your brain."

The second child, who had already finished half a bowl of porridge, nodded vigorously.

“Yes, if you don’t eat well, there’s something wrong with your brain. Grandma, look, I eat very well, and my brain works the best.”

Yu Wanwan was deeply impressed by her second grandson, who was so carefree and would immediately put anything he got his hands on into his mouth.

She nodded: "Yes, you're quite sharp, but it would be even better if you didn't call me grandmother. You can call me sister."

"And you all too, please call me sister."

Second child: "Yes, Grandmother."

Eldest, third, fourth, and fifth sons: "Yes, Grandmother."

Yu Wanwan was speechless.

"Please remove the word 'grandmother'."

"Yes, Grandmother."

Yu Wanwan: "..."

I'm hungry, I'd better just have some porridge.

Besides the second son, the other grandsons also started drinking porridge. After taking their first sip, their eyes widened in surprise.

"Brother, is this what rice porridge tastes like? It's so delicious! Brother, before the famine, did we have such delicious porridge every day?"

“That sixth brother is so pitiful. We’ve all had such delicious porridge before, but he’s never had it since he was born.”

As the fourth brother spoke, he took his spoon, scooped up a mouthful of porridge, and fed it to the sixth brother, wanting to make it up to him.

The eldest brother recalled for a moment: "I don't think so? The rice porridge we used to eat wasn't this white and fragrant."

"Is this rice that only immortals have? Grandmother, did the immortals say how to become an immortal? When I become an immortal, will I be able to eat such delicious rice every day?"

Yu Wanwan rolled her eyes.

"Can't food shut you up?"

Raising grandchildren is exhausting.

Raising a talkative grandson makes things even more tiring.

***

"Butler Zhou, I think I can smell meat? Why does the old lady still have meat?"

"Father, this is terrible! Has the old lady gone mad and cooked and eaten the young masters and ladies?"

"Dad, I can't wait for you anymore. I have to run there quickly, or it will be too late."

Zhou Nan gritted his teeth and ran as fast as he could to the main kitchen.

Then, he was dumbfounded.

Butler Zhou and the others also quickened their pace and ran over.

Zhou Nan blocked his way.

"Zhou Nan, what are you doing? Why did you suddenly stop?"

"Father, look, am I seeing things? I see the old lady sitting and eating with the young master and young lady."

"And why is there so much food on the table?"

The second child ate quickly and was already half full.

He put down the bowl and was the first to notice Butler Zhou and his group.

He looked at Yu Wanwan: "Grandmother, may I invite Butler Zhou and the others to come and eat with us?"

Yu Wanwan glanced in the direction of Butler Zhou and the others, and nodded.

The second son immediately waved excitedly to Steward Zhou: "Steward Zhou, you've come back just in time! Come and have some porridge. Grandmother just cooked a big pot of porridge, along with pickled vegetables and meat."

Butler Zhou and his group walked over.

Looking at the large pile of food on the ground that hadn't been cleaned up yet, and the food on the table.

They were men who burst into tears.

"The General's Mansion is saved! The General's Mansion is saved!"