Dele and Dehuan put their backpacks on the ground and covered their hungry bellies with their thin, dark hands. They were about to walk into the house when they heard their aunt and uncle murmuring in a low voice: "Mom and dad seem to be eating noodles."
While talking, Liao Guifen wiped the bowls and chopsticks twice casually with a rag, "I think there's a lot of noodles in that bowl. Will there be some left after eating?"
"How is it possible that there is still some left? Don't think blindly." Shen Guisheng said.
"Hey," Liao Guifen sighed and said helplessly, "Why do you think my eldest aunt still has a grudge against us? I didn't seem to say anything. It was Dexi and her daughter who made her angry, not us. You Say yes?"
Her husband nodded in agreement, "Yes, if Dexi hadn't suddenly gone to my aunt to make trouble, our relationship wouldn't have been so tense."
"That girl Dexi was spoiled by your mother. Her two younger sisters started working at a young age. What about Dexi? What does it look like? She goes to school with so many boys and doesn't have anything to do with girls. Look."
"Shh! Please keep your voice down," Shen Guisheng lowered his voice, "It's a good thing for girls to go to school. Mom is also good to girls..."
Liao Guifen snorted disdainfully, "If Mom was really good to girls, she wouldn't call De Le and De Huan to do farm work every day. She's just superstitious."
"Who in the countryside is not superstitious? Not to mention my mother, many people in the village often say that the red birthmark on Dexi's forehead is to attract wealth and good fortune."
De Le and De Huan heard their words from a distance and did not understand who the eldest aunt they mentioned was, so they guessed that there was a guest at home.
Dehuan whispered: "Second sister, aunt just seemed to say that grandparents are eating noodles? Can we eat noodles too?"
"As long as we can have a bowl of polenta, don't even think about eating noodles."
After saying this, Dele took his sister and continued to walk to the main room, hoping that grandma and mother would remember to leave breakfast for them and not forget them like before.
As he was about to walk into the house, Dehuan said: "It would be great if I also had a red birthmark on my forehead. Then I could be like my eldest sister, without having to do any work at home, and having enough food in the morning without having to cut pig grass." "
"Shh!" Shen Dele gestured hurriedly, "Don't say that! Mom doesn't like hearing us competing with eldest sister, and grandma doesn't like it either..."
Her sister lowered her head and said no more.
The two of them walked into the spacious hall and saw their grandparents and other unknown people sitting at the Eight Immortals table.
Shen Su'e rarely went back to her parents' home after her mother passed away. When she came back, she would just sit and leave. The children basically had no impression of her.
"Grandma," Dele said, walking towards his grandma with some embarrassment, "We are back from cutting pigweed. This time we cut two baskets full of pigweed."
Zhao Cuilan was immersed in the deliciousness of the bacon noodles. Although the noodles were a little hard, they were very chewy. The soup was rich and salty, paired with the fragrant celery and the delicious bacon. It was really indescribably delicious.
"Sister-in-law, are they also your granddaughters?" Jiang Qingshan, who was the first to finish the noodles, asked, "Are they Guisheng's children or Baosheng's?"
Zhao Cuilan ate the noodles in her mouth, wiped her mouth, and replied casually without even raising her head: "Bao's child."
"You asked them to cut pigweed early in the morning?"
"That's right, little girl, you have to help the family with the housework, otherwise what would you do to raise her?" Zhao Cuilan said.
Compared with her treatment of Dexi, her attitude towards these two little granddaughters was completely different. She felt that they were a complete waste of food.
"Grandma, can my second sister and I eat noodles?" De Huanqing couldn't help but put his fingers in his mouth and said while swallowing, "I want to eat too."
Zhao Cuilan frowned, "Can you eat these noodles? Go back to the house and find your father. There is still some corn paste left in the kitchen, and ask him to feed it to you."
"Oh." Dele responded, pulling his sister out.
Before they walked out of the door, Jiang Qingshan noticed the wounds on the hands of the two sisters that were cut by weeds, and couldn't help but said: "Wait a minute, the polenta may be cold, and there is still a lot of noodles left, why don't you guys eat some too?" Noodles, right? Noodles are warmer."
After saying that, he subconsciously glanced at his wife beside him.
Shen Su'e didn't object, "Come over and eat."
She didn't expect that she would agree to her two little granddaughters eating noodles. Zhao Cuilan was very surprised, "Su'e, why are you letting them eat? It's so wasteful."
"What's the waste of this? I think these two girls are quite pleasing to the eye. It just so happens that the noodles are cooked a little too much."
Shen Su'e said this, looking at the older De Le, "There are no clean bowls here, please bring the bowls and chopsticks."
De Le was still a little dazed, "Get a bowl? De Huan and I?"
"Yes," Shen Su'e's tone became much gentler, "Go quickly."
"Mother, Lingbao, go get the bowls and chopsticks," Xiao Lingbao stood up and said, "The two sisters look very tired after walking a long way."
Tugen also finished eating the noodles at this time. He rubbed his bulging belly and jumped off the chair, "I want to go too."
"Lingbao goes to get a bowl, do you want to follow?"
"I will go wherever Auntie goes," Tugen said with a smile. Seeing Auntie going out, he hurriedly followed her, "Auntie, wait for me."
When the two children arrived in the kitchen, Liao Guifen had just put the washed bowls into the cupboard and was about to close the cupboard door when she heard Lingbao's voice, "Cousin, we want two bowls, two chopsticks and two spoons." ."
In order to make her eldest aunt have a good impression of her, Liao Guifen put a smile on her face and said, "Two bowls, two chopsticks and two spoons, right? OK, here you go... be careful when handling them."
"Thank you, cousin." Xiao Lingbao said politely.
Seeing them running back to the main room with bowls and chopsticks, Liao Guifen felt curious and entered the main room, where she saw her eldest aunt filling noodles for her two nieces.
"Don't be stunned, eat quickly." Shen Su'e said.
De Le didn't dare to move her chopsticks. Her sister picked up the chopsticks and was about to eat, but she reached out to stop her, "Grandpa, grandma, can we eat noodles?"
Their grandma didn't say anything, thinking in her heart: What a waste! It's better to give this noodles to Dexi, otherwise it would be better to give it to Zhao Ping, Zhao Gui or De Shun.
"Eat it," Uncle Shen said, "but before you eat the noodles, you have to thank your aunt, do you understand? This is the noodles cooked by your aunt herself. It contains not only noodles, but also meat, but it is difficult to eat them during the New Year. Good stuff.”
"Thank you, auntie." the two little girls said at the same time.
"Okay, eat it quickly, otherwise the noodles will become lumpy."
When Dehuan ate the noodles, her face was full of joy, thinking it was the most delicious thing she had ever eaten. Her sister Dele took two mouthfuls of noodles, and her eyes turned slightly red.
"What's wrong with you?" Xiao Lingbao asked, "Why are you crying?"
"Ouch, why are you crying," Zhao Cuilan said displeased, "It's really unlucky. Wipe your tears quickly. You kid really doesn't have a blessed life. You shed tears after eating such good food. No wonder you look bitter. Mutually."
"Sister-in-law, why are you talking about your child like this?"
Faced with the questioning from her husband's sister, Zhao Cuilan explained: "I just think crying is unlucky."
"If you want to cry, your eldest granddaughter cried so loudly just now. My ears were almost deafened by her, and I didn't see you saying it was unlucky," Shen Su'e said, "It's not good to be so partial. ah. "