Half an hour later, the hot meal came out of the pot.
Although the cooking conditions are a bit rudimentary, the finished product is quite tempting, and the rich aroma of the dishes fills half of the village.
In addition to the multi-grain porridge with vegetables, dried meat and roasted carp that everyone has eaten countless times, several new dishes have been added, such as coconut chicken, pan-fried small sea fish, stir-fried clams, and a large pot of sea vegetable and tofu soup.
Before the meal started, the village chief roughly counted the number of people and asked the woman, "It seems there are not enough people. Are there a few people missing?"
Mrs. Wang, the woman who showed everyone around the house, glanced around and said, "Uncle didn't come. He thought there were too many people here and made a lot of noise, so he didn't want to come. Uncle San's family didn't come either, they..."
"It would be better if they didn't come!" Mrs. Wu, the mother-in-law who brought the clams, answered with a look of disgust: "Those two old guys must have heard that they were going to give away food when they came over for dinner, and they didn't dare to come over because they were afraid that they would suffer a loss.
Haha, I don’t know them yet?”
Just as he was talking, two old men with stooped backs appeared on the east path. The one in front was holding a cane in one hand and holding a green unknown object in the other hand.
The mother-in-law pouted even more when she saw this, "These two are dogs, they come as soon as the meal is ready and smells good. Others bring fish and meat, but they caught a handful of seaweed. They are really good at making fun of people!"
The old man on the side touched her elbow and said, "Say less. It's a happy day and they will start to quarrel again if they hear it."
The mother-in-law curled her lips and said, "If you don't want to tell me, then I won't tell you. It's as if anyone wants to take care of them."
While they were talking, Zhao Laosan and his wife had already walked in front of the people.
The village chief came forward with a smile and exchanged a few words with others. The old man and the old lady answered the words, but their eyes were as if they were stuck in a pot. They stared at them and couldn't bear to look away for a moment.
In this situation, the village chief was too lazy to say anything. He just waved his hand and said to the old lady Shu who was holding the spoon: "Let's eat."
As soon as he finished speaking, the old man and the old lady no longer felt the weight on their backs and their legs were shaking. They took out the ocean bowl in their arms and rushed to the stove like a whirlwind.
The crutches in their hands were carried away by their vigorous steps.
Mrs. Shu was dumbfounded. Oh my god, it turns out that the food she cooked has such an effect.
Mrs. Zhang's eyes widened even more, oh, someone actually lined up in front of her!
She loves to take advantage so much and yet she endures it. Why are these two so eager to reincarnate?
"What are you two doing? Didn't you see that the children are still waiting nearby? At such an old age, you are not even as good as a child?"
Mrs. Zhang strode forward, dealt a blow to the two of them, pulled Shu Dahu with her left hand, picked up Yanyan with her right hand, and pushed them to the boiler.
At the same time, I did not forget to remind other children in the village, "What are you doing standing around stupidly? You are queuing up to receive food!"
The children were already ravenous, and when Mrs. Zhang spoke, they were not polite and swarmed in, squeezing Zhao Laosan and his wife two meters away.
This wave of operations made the two of them so angry that their faces turned red and they threw their bowls to the side, ready to cause a scene.
But before they could open their mouths to speak, Mrs. Shu made a preemptive strike: "His third uncle, third uncle's mother, right? Don't be angry, my sister-in-law doesn't mean any harm, she just cares too much about the children.
The children are young and growing, so they naturally have to eat whatever they want. We are old bones and can eat as much as we want. Do you think this is the truth?"
After saying that, she didn't care about the expressions of Zhao Laosan and his wife, she picked up the spoon and started to prepare food for the children.
Regardless of whether they are children from their own village or from Xingfu Village, they are treated equally and receive a spoonful of food and a spoonful of rice.
Yan Yan was at the front of the queue, holding a bowl bigger than her face in her hand, pointing clearly at the coconut chicken: "Grandma, I don't want to drink porridge, I want to drink chicken soup!"
"You do know how to eat." The old lady laughed at her.
She tasted the coconut chicken as soon as it was cooked.
The chicken tastes really tender and smooth, and the taste is not greasy at all, with a salty aroma mixed with the refreshing taste of coconut meat.
But her favorite is the chicken soup. The flavor of the chicken fills her mouth at first, and when she tastes it carefully, she can taste some sweet coconut flavor.
The two flavors are mixed together, creating a unique flavor.
It's so delicious, no wonder Xiaotuanzi misses it so much.
The old lady gave her a spoon with a smile and reminded: "The soup is a bit hot, please be careful when handling it."
"Got it." Yan Yan responded quickly, but she couldn't resist the temptation when she turned her head. She leaned over to the bowl and took a sip, then shook her head excitedly and shouted: "Wow, it smells so good, thank you grandma!"
Shu Dahu, who ranked second, imitated Yan Yan and pointed to the fried clams he had never eaten before, "I want to eat that."
When I was done, I said "Thank you grandma" in a good tone.
Mrs. Shu suppressed her laughter and asked, "What did you call me?"
Shu Dahu was stunned, and quickly changed his title with a blushing face: "Oh, thank you, auntie."
Starting from him, the meal preparation process has been fixed. First order the food and then say thank you. People from Yaoshui Village are called by the previous names. Newcomers are called grandma like Yan Yan.
During the meal, the old lady happily brought up seven or eight grandsons and granddaughters.
Later it was the adults' turn to line up, and her seniority suddenly dropped. The old people called her "big niece" one after another, which made the old lady blush.
When she was in Yaoshui Village, apart from Shu Rong, she and the village chief were the oldest. On weekdays, everyone would call her aunt when they went out, but it was different in Xingfu Village.
She, a person in her forties, looked young again in front of a group of seniors in their sixties and seventies.
Simply speaking of age, it's not an exaggeration to call her "eldest niece", but the children earlier called her grandma. Isn't this confusing?
The village chief also noticed this problem, and specifically discussed it with Zhao Laoer, and reorganized the seniority of the villagers.
The generation of the old patriarch is still the largest, there is no doubt about it.
The village chief, Old Man Shu and others are of the same generation as the Wang family, and everyone else can just take turns to line up.
After the discussion, the village chief took advantage of the meal time to announce on the spot that he was the new village chief of Xingfu Village, and at the same time briefly talked about the issue of the next generation.
With chicken in her mouth, Yan Yan turned around and looked at her friends who were eating deliciously. She said depressedly, "This is aunt, this is uncle, this is aunt... They are all aunts, why doesn't anyone call me aunt?"
Mrs. Shu, who was suddenly downgraded a generation, smiled and rubbed her face, "Yan Bao, don't worry, when Qingsong and the others get married and have a baby, won't you get up in this generation?"
Yan Yan took a bite of the chicken angrily, "I'd better not wait any longer. The third uncle has no wife at this age. How many years will it take for the eldest brother to marry a wife and have a baby?"
"Did you hear that even Yanyan despises you for not being able to marry a wife, so why don't you try harder?" Old Man Shu kicked his son in anger.
Shu Mingli, who was innocently attacked, had a question mark on his face. No, who did he provoke?