When Ruyue returned home, Mrs. Zhang and Wu Qing were cooking. Ruyue said hello, then scooped out water and washed her hands.
As for Zhang's three sons, they are all wandering outside and will not come back until dinner time.
When the food was finally ready and set, the three boys came back, washed their hands and sat down, waiting for Zhang to share the food.
The witch father suddenly came back from town. He came back early today. It was time for dinner at home, so he also sat at the table.
Ruyue looked at more than half of the bowl of gruel that was distributed to her bowl - because her father was at home, this was half more than the porridge she usually received. She looked at the gruel in front of everyone again and asked strangely: "Later
Mom, I smell the smell of meat, did our family cook meat?"
As soon as Ruyue said this, Ms. Zhang was startled: She had obviously opened the window to let out the smell, so why was there still the smell of meat?
She quickly scolded: "You are so disrespectful, why do you want to eat meat again? It must be that the meat is cooked next door and the smell of the meat is coming over. Alas, it's all my fault that I don't have the ability to let Yun'er eat it every day.
Meat.
But I say Yun'er, we are just an ordinary peasant family. We have no meat to eat, so we have to eat enough porridge, so don't be picky about food." At the end of the sentence, Mrs. Zhang suddenly raised her voice.
In fact, after eating meat at noon, the aroma has long since dissipated. At most, there is only a faint aroma of meat in the kitchen. If you don't have a particularly good nose, you won't be able to smell it.
However, how could Ruyue make the smell of meat dissipate? When she came back, she naturally smelled the smell of meat and immediately restrained the smell of meat with her mind. As a result, the smell of meat that should have dissipated returned.
After being gathered into the room, there was naturally a faint smell of meat in the room.
Listening to Zhang's tea talk, Ruyue rolled her eyes wildly in her heart. Listening to what she said, it seemed as if she would not eat if there was no meat. In fact, she could only eat the gruel she was given.
Half full.
Father Wu looked at Wu Yun and frowned: "Yun'er, it's not good to be picky about food."
Ruyue sneered in her heart: Didn't this father see that his only biological daughter was malnourished? Or did he see it, but deliberately blamed her for being a picky eater?
A look of grievance appeared on Ruyue's face: "Dad, I'm not picky about food. Stepmother, when did I waste more than the rice in my bowl? I finish the rice in my bowl every day and it's not enough."
Except for eating at my old house during Chinese New Year and holidays, I never have a full meal at home, so how can I be picky about food?"
Father Wu was startled. He had always heard from his wife that his daughter was picky about food, so she became thinner as she was raised. However, today this daughter said that she had never had a full meal except when she went to the old house during the Chinese New Year. What was going on?
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He then looked at the porridge in his daughter's bowl. It was more than half a bowl, which was not too small. However, was the porridge at home so thin? Most of it was vegetables, not a few grains of rice.
My daughter went to the mountains to chop firewood for a day and came back with just half a bowl of gruel. It was indeed not full. Is there no rice in the house?
Seeing her husband's expression, Mrs. Zhang's heart skipped a beat and she quickly said: "You child, my mother thinks that you eat like taking medicine, so she doesn't dare to help you scoop out more rice. You are not full, so why don't you tell your mother?"
?Mom, even if I don’t have enough to eat, I can’t let you not have enough to eat.”
Does this mean she didn’t say it herself? Wu Yun clearly said it in her memory, right?