From Cultivator to Widow

Su An looked at the sky, it was getting late, and entered the kitchen.

Looking at the sky, for the first generation who was used to watching clocks and mobile phones, it was a metaphysics. Without a clock or mobile phone, it was impossible to determine the time, but after experiencing the world of self-cultivation, a world without mechanical watches, she has long learned to watch The weather recognizes the time.

Tonight, she's going to the old house for a reunion dinner. She plans to cook two dishes and bring it over together.

Su An steamed a fish, and also added a shallot mixed with tofu, one meat and one vegetarian, and the source is easy to explain.

Zhang Baoguo was showing off enough, and when he saw that it was almost time, he took his brother who was playing wildly outside and took him home.

Zhang Baoguo also secretly said to Su An, "Brother Hall is also wearing new clothes, I saw it."

Su Hui is not surprised. Zhang Jinhua is the eldest grandson and the only son of Zhao Laidi. Both his mother-in-law and daughter-in-law dote on him very much. No one on him has old clothes for him. Now he is just like Zhang Baoguo. In the physical stage, the original old clothes are short, and it is normal to make new clothes.

Su An served two dishes and walked over with her four children. Anyone who saw them on the way would ask where they were going and what they were carrying.

Before Su Hui could answer, Zhang Weiguo told Balabala.

A lot of people showed gratified eyes, thinking that her daughter-in-law had a heart.

The family was separated, we had a reunion dinner, and brought two dishes from home, and there was also a meat dish.

Those who are stingy will only pass empty-handed, let alone carry a fish, and inadvertently, they will make a name for themselves.

Fang Shun, who was "spreading rumors", heard others say this, and just questioned her stingy statement. He got angry again and scolded him at home.

When Su An and the others arrived, Li Manfen and Zhao Laidi were busy in the kitchen.

Zhang Gen, Zhang Quan, Zhang Gui, and Zhang Jinhua were sitting on the stools, waiting for dinner.

Zhang Quan's eldest daughter, Zhang Fenghua, was setting dishes, the second daughter, Zhang Xihua, was moving stools, and the youngest daughter, Zhang Xiaohua, was sitting next to them. Seeing them coming, she cowardly called out, "Brother, second aunt."

Zhang Baoguo is no stranger to this scene. When the family was not separated before, his mother was also a busy member of the kitchen, and he or his second brother would help set a fire.

He walked in front, holding out his chest: "Grandpa, we are here, and my mother made two dishes and brought them together."

Zhang Weiguo looked around and stopped in the kitchen. He smelled the fragrance and touched his stomach subconsciously, but he deliberately saved his stomach to eat this rich meal.

The aroma of the food kept coming out from the inside. Not only Zhang Weiguo looked at the kitchen alone, Zhang Jinhua and Zhang Xiaohua were the same, only adults had experienced more and were more reserved.

Su An didn't plan to go in to help, so she sat down beside him.

Zhang Gen took Zhang Baoguo to talk, the second child was gone, and Baoguo was the one who stood up to the door, and he only valued him behind Zhang Jinhua.

While talking, the food came one by one.

Today's meal is the New Year's Eve dinner, which is also the most sumptuous of the year. Li Manfen brought her eldest daughter-in-law to show off her skills. There are bone radish soup, pork slices with taro, fried fish, fried bean sprouts, steamed meatballs, and fried pork with fungus. Silk, tofu rolls, pickled cabbage and pig brain, I made up eight dishes. Although not all rice is rice, the content of rice has reached half, and the rest is mixed with various miscellaneous grains, so these dishes are served together. When he came, Li Manfen was proud.

Seeing the two dishes that Su An brought, she nodded with satisfaction, it was perfect now.

The family has a large population. Zhang Gen and Li Manfen sit on the main seat, Zhang Quan and his 4 children sit on one side, Su Hui and 4 sons sit on the other side, and Zhang Gui is next to Li Manfen. There are a total of 14 people, so many people Fortunately, this table was purposely made to be bigger at the beginning, so that it could be squeezed.

How squeezed? The chopsticks can't stretch.

It is customary for the head of the family to say a few words before eating. Zhang Gen has always been a little talker. He looked at so many children and grandchildren and thought about the second child who would never come back. He was a little sad, but also a little relieved. .

"Thank you to the country and the chairman for bringing us a peaceful life. I hope that the next year will be smooth and rainy, our family will be safe, and our family will continue to have food."

People of their age have come from the war-torn era, they are very satisfied with their current life, and they do not have high requirements for the future, nor do they want to be full.

After Zhang Gen finished speaking, Li Manfen cleared his throat: "This year's harvest is okay, next year will continue to work hard, earn more work points, and strive to get more food next year."

Su An: "…"

The simplicity of this prayer made her feel complicated.

Then Zhang Gen moved his chopsticks. As soon as he moved the chopsticks, there was no voice at all on the table, only the afterimage of the chopsticks. Zhao Laidi had already targeted the fattest and thickest piece of meat. Brain, as soon as you see Father-in-law moving his chopsticks, staring at the target, fast, ruthless, accurate, get it!

Zhang Gui was only one point slower than her, and the most promising piece of meat was gone. He was not angry, he took the second target and quickly put it in his mouth, this meat is really fragrant! While chewing, keep moving.

The two of them moved the fastest, and the others were not slow. For a time, the dishes on the table decreased at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In the past, Li Manfen used a divided meal system, that is, she roughly divided the dishes and meals first, and she allocated how much each person ate. Now it is a test of personal speed and eyesight.

Even the youngest child uses chopsticks very neatly. At this time, they have used their peak speed. If they are slow, they will be gone.

Su An didn't eat much. Most of her food was served to her four children. Usually, there is no such thing as a rush to eat at home. Zhang Baoguo and Zhang Weiguo are fine, the two small hands are short and slow. Without her help, there would not be much clipping at all.

Zhao Laidi first took a few bites in his mouth, and then his chopsticks stopped. Nearly one-third of the dishes in his own bowl and in the bowls of his four children were in the bowls of his family of six.

The portion of the meal was all prepared, and in the end, everything was eaten cleanly. After the meal, Li Manfen made a pot of tea.

This tea is wild tea picked on the mountain. When it is fried by itself, it is greedy for the fragrance of the tea. Usually, it is not drunk.

After eating and drinking, I have another bowl of tea, and all faces are full of satisfaction.

Zhang Gen chatted with everyone, asking about the start of school next year, Zhang Weiguo blinked and asked Su An: "Mom, can I go to school a year later?"

Su An refused: "Your brother also went to school at this age, just right."

At the end of the year, Zhang Baoguo was eleven years old. He was in the third grade and the next semester. In the second half of the year, it was the fourth grade, and then Zhang Weiguo went to the first grade.

They were already three years apart, and this age difference was just right.

Zhang Weiguo didn't want to go to school, there was no fun in going to school, he could only sit in his seat obediently, the teacher was his own mother, and he couldn't do anything he wanted.

Su Hui took advantage of the situation and asked Zhang Fenghua.

Zhang Jinhua is one year older than Zhang Baoguo, and he is also in the third grade. Zhang Fenghua is also one year older than Zhang Weiguo. Should he be sent to study?

Zhao Laidi glanced at her eldest daughter and nodded: "Yes, she will also go to school next year." She felt that it was unnecessary to go to school, but she didn't recognize a word if she didn't go to school, and she didn't even know her name. sent to study for a year or two.

But to go to school, you will have to pay tuition, which is 1.5 yuan per semester, which is a lot of expenses.

Counting the eldest son, that's three yuan a year.

Zhao Laidi's face twitched, but that's three dollars.

She glanced at her son, his grades were not as good as Zhang Baoguo's, and he was still decent. After a few more years of study, he could still get his primary school diploma. Although they went to primary school here, it was not very useful, but there was Su Hui. She would not let her son bow his head if she had a primary school diploma, and she would vomit blood if she missed it because she didn't have a primary school diploma.

As for the eldest daughter, if she wants to study, she plans to let her study for a year or two, and she will not be blind in the future.

Zhang Gui also went to school at the beginning, but he didn't go when he was in the second grade. He looked at the happy eldest niece, then looked at the disappointed second niece, and asked the elder sister-in-law: "Sister-in-law, Xihua is about the same age. She is eight years old like Wei Guo, does she also go to school?"

When Zhao Laidi heard this, her face turned blue. If all three children went to school, it would cost four yuan per semester and five yuan a year, and nine yuan a year! She categorically refused: "She's not going! She's still young, her brothers and sisters all go to school, and they can teach her the same when they go home!"