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Chapter Eighteen: Jealousy

Over in Beixin Village, Chen Dawen and the others are preparing to make dumplings.

In order to ensure that Dali can eat enough, he used ten kilograms of white flour to make the noodles, and added the dumpling fillings, so he could make more than twenty kilograms of dumplings at least.

The dough is kneaded vigorously.

Qin Shulan and Chen Dawen chopped beans and meat fillings and carotene fillings respectively.

Da DaLi volunteered to roll out the dumpling wrappers. He didn't use a rolling pin, but put ten thick dough wrappers together and rubbed them on the board a few times with his hands. Like a magic trick, he turned into ten thin dumpling wrappers, less than one

In minutes, fifty dumpling skins are made.

Qin Shulan, Chen Dawen, Jiang Xin and Jiang Ying were responsible for making dumplings, and none of the four could make them faster than Dali making dumpling wrappers.

Everyone was surprised by Dali's skills and asked him who he learned it from. Unfortunately, he couldn't remember who he learned it from.

At this time, a man's voice came from outside the door, "Is anyone home?"

Chen Dawen recognized the voice of the village chief and hurried out to greet him, smiling and saying, "Village Chief, why do you have time to come here?"

The village chief said sourly, "I heard that your family bought a lot of cornmeal and white flour."

Chen Dawen immediately understood that this was making people jealous, and explained with a smile, "He got it by hunting wild game in the county. He can eat sixty corns in one meal, and he was afraid that my family would be poor, so he thought

He tried his best to earn some food, and my family benefited from it. No, we can eat dumplings today."

The village chief said with a smile, "Uncle Chen, Dali is a diligent and capable person. He harvested your wheat overnight. I envy you for picking up a treasure. Can you lend me Dali for a few days? My family is responsible for taking care of the food. I promise.

Take charge.”

Chen Dawen pointed to the kitchen, "I can't make the decision, you can ask Dali yourself."

The village chief walked into the kitchen, smiled at Dali and said, "Dali, can you help my family harvest wheat? My family will provide you with three meals a day, and I will ensure that you are fed."

When Dali thought that he could save food for Uncle Chen's family by going to the village chief's house for dinner, he agreed without hesitation, "Okay. I'll go to your house for breakfast tomorrow morning, and then work after eating."

Chen Dawen felt a little distressed, "Dali, you have done so much hard work all night, and you need a good rest. There is enough food at home..."

The village chief was unhappy when he heard this, "Uncle Chen, I have already agreed to it, why are you talking so much? It's settled, I'll leave first."

Don't give Dali a chance to regret.

After watching the village chief leave, Chen Dawen took Dali's hand and said, "Dali, you have strength, but you can't be too tired."

Jiang Xin understood that Uncle Dali agreed to go to the village chief’s house to eat and work in order to save food for the family, so he said, “Uncle Dali, have you ever thought about it, if you go to the village chief’s house to eat and work, what will happen to the people in the village in the future?

They will compete for you to help them work. Once you get tired and refuse them, they will hate you, say you look down on them, and say all kinds of unpleasant things."

In fact, there was something Jiang Xin didn't say, which was that the villagers would treat Uncle Dali like a cow.

Uncle Dali is a human being, and he does his work only because he wants to do it, rather than being ordered to do this or that.

Today the village chief came over. He was obviously jealous and wanted to get Dali's glory. He said he was in charge of the food and asked Dali to help cut the wheat, but when he actually went there, that was not the case.

Dali looked calm, "If the village chief and others are not friendly to me, I will not be friendly to them either."

Qin Shulan reminded, "Dali, if they are unfriendly, let's not beat them if we can. Come back home quickly, and you, Uncle Chen, and I will argue with them."

He was afraid that Dali's attack would not be serious, and if he killed someone, Dali's life would be ruined.

Dali smiled shyly and said, "Auntie, don't worry, I don't know how to use my fists, I can only eat hard, which makes them feel like they are losing money and no longer want to bear my food burden."

Jiang Xin and the others felt relieved now. It was true that Dali had lost his memory, but he had not become stupid.

An hour later, the first pot of fragrant dumplings was served.

Dali asked Jiang Xin and the others to eat first, but Jiang Xin and the others insisted on letting Dali eat first.

Finally, Chen Dawen, Jiang Xin and Jiang Ying sat at the table, and Dali finally sat down.

Qin Shulan continued to cook dumplings, cooking more than 1,500 dumplings.

Jiang Xin ate twenty, Jiang Ying ate ten, Chen Dawen ate sixty, and Qin Shulan ate forty, and they were all full.

In addition, a hundred dumplings were left for Jiang Xin's parents, and the remaining more than 1,200 dumplings were given to Dali.

Dali ate happily. After eating the dumplings, Dali said he wanted to go out for a walk to relieve his hunger. He also went to the county hospital to deliver dumplings to Jiang Xin’s parents.

Jiang Xin and others also believed that Dali needed to eat well, so they agreed.

Two hours later, Dali returned to Chen Dawen's house and brought Jiang Xin some bad news.

"Jiang Xin, when I went to the county hospital to deliver dumplings to your parents, I saw tears in the corners of your mother's eyes. By the way, your mother asked me to tell you that Widow Dong has been admitted to their ward."

Jiang Xin was surprised, "My mother's ward only has three beds, and they are all full. How did Widow Dong get in?"

He stretched out four fingers vigorously and said, "There are four beds in the ward."

Jiang Xin understood instantly, "Widow Dong found an acquaintance from the hospital and packed up the hospital bed. Widow Dong fell in love with my father. I have to go to the hospital and I can't let my mother suffer."

Walk toward the door.

Was stopped by Qin Shulan.

"Xinxin, your mother is an adult and should know how to deal with such things. Besides, your father is next to her, so she can't suffer any loss unless she can't think about it. You are still a child, take a good rest at home and go to the county hospital tomorrow.

Your mother used to be soft-tempered, but now it’s time to grow up! This incident with Widow Dong is an opportunity to train your mother."

Jiang Xin stopped. Yes, it was time for her mother to grow up. She couldn't solve everything by herself.

"Grandma, I'll rest at home and go back tomorrow."

"Good boy."

That night, Jiang Xin and Jiang Ying slept with grandma in one room, while grandpa and Dali slept in another room.

Jiang Xin slept soundly until dawn.

After she finished washing, she realized that Uncle Dali had already gone out.

Grandma and grandpa were busy greeting the villagers who came to sell eggs. They paid according to the number of eggs. They had already collected more than a hundred eggs.

Jiang Xin was a little worried about Uncle Dali. He didn't mention Uncle Dali in front of so many people. He didn't speak until he saw off the egg sellers.

"Grandma, grandpa, let's go to the village chief's field to see Uncle Dali?"

Qin Shulan covered her mouth and smiled, and whispered, "Don't worry, your uncle Dali is fine. I just went to see him. He ate a hundred steamed buns and a pot of salted dried radish at the village chief's house. The village chief felt very distressed.

No. He said that the village chief kept asking him, in Chen

Da Wen's family ate sixty steamed buns, but why did he have to eat a hundred when he arrived at his house? Dali replied to the village chief and said that he had been too tired from working these days and had an appetite. At this moment, Dali was helping the village chief.

After harvesting wheat, I will work until ten o'clock and then go to the village chief's house for dinner."


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