Ling Xiaowei only knows the general location of her field. The specific location is not very clear, but she is not afraid of not finding it, because when the farming is busy, the wheat is shorter than people. You can see the vast wheat field at a glance and what is in the field.
people.
"Mom!" Ming Ming called happily and ran towards Zhang Cuifen with her little legs.
She was getting closer and closer, and she was finally there. She was really exhausted.
When walking towards her wheat field, she saw in the field next door, Grandpa Shi was working hard to cut wheat, while Shi Mingwei was squatting on the ridge of the field, in a daze.
What a coincidence! Grandpa Shi’s house is so close to hers.
Shi Mingwei's eyes drifted to Ling Xiaowei. Why was she here? She was carrying two large baskets in her hands. These two large baskets did not match her thin body.
"Grandpa Shi, it's noon, you should take a rest!" Ling Xiaowei shouted to Grandpa Shi who was working hard to cut wheat.
At this time, Zhang Cuifen and grandma came over with sickles in their hands.
Both of them had happy expressions on their faces.
"Grandma, Aunt Zhang, I brought you food." Ling Xiaowei put the two baskets on the ground and pointed at the baskets.
The basket was filled with vegetables and rice, and Ling Xiaowei also carried one on her back. The basket was filled with rice, and she had basically filled it with the rice in the pot.
"It's such a hot day at noon, what kind of food are you bringing here? We still have a lot of porridge in the morning, and we haven't finished it yet!" Grandma complained, but her face was full of smiles.
She was still very happy that Xiaowei could bring food.
"Cuifen, stop it, come over and eat together!" she said, and saw Grandpa Shi who was still cutting wheat in the field next door.
The old man lived alone, and the eldest grandson squatted on the field for a long time without even coming down to help his grandfather. It was really a waste of time to blind this tall man and his handsome face.
"Xiaowei, how many bowls did you bring?" Grandma asked.
"I brought four of them!" Ling Xiaowei said.
"That's just right!" Grandma said to herself.
We walked under a poplar tree at the head of the field. There was a tricycle under the tree. It was Ling Xiaowei's family's car. There were pockets in the car, and a basket. The basket was covered with a piece of cloth. When you uncovered the cloth, there were bowls and chopsticks under it.
There is also the leftover porridge and a small half piece of cake from the morning.
Grandma moved all these to the ground, spread snakeskin bags on the ground, and then said to Ling Xiaowei: "Go and invite Grandpa Shi over. He is an old man, and there is no one to give him food."
Ling Xiaowei nodded, handed the things to grandma, and then ran to the wheat field. In the field where the wheat was cut, there were only sections of wheat stalks, very short pieces. Ling Xiaowei ran away from these.
If I trip or fall or get poked, it still hurts.
"Grandpa Shi, come over and have lunch together!" Ling Xiaowei walked to Grandpa Shi and shouted.
Grandpa Shi was wearing a white sweatshirt, a towel hanging around his neck, and a straw hat on his head.
When he heard Ling Xiaowei calling him, he slowly straightened up and wiped his face with a towel. He was so exhausted and so old!
"Xiaowei, thank you, you can eat it by yourself, grandpa is not going!" Grandpa Shi said with a smile.
Grandpa Shi, this is so embarrassing! Ling Xiaowei frowned and resorted to coquettishness, "Grandpa Shi, go ahead! These are all the dishes I cooked, go and try them!"
Grandpa Shi was so entangled that he had no choice but to nod and said, "Okay, Grandpa promises you! Let's try your cooking."
"Shi Mingwei, let's go eat!" Grandpa Shi shouted to Shi Mingwei who was squatting on the roadside.
Why are there so many differences between people? This kid Xiaowei knows how to cook, and this kid knows how to wait to eat.
Shi Mingwei looked like a lost seedling with a world-weary expression on his face. He followed Grandpa Shi to the dining area.
It was a simple meal of two dishes and one soup. Grandma had already prepared the rice. Grandpa Shi and Shi Mingwei had a big bowl each, while Grandma and Zhang Cuifen had a lot less in their bowls.
"Grandma Ling, you are so kind." Grandpa Shi was not a shy person. He thanked grandma and then picked up his rice bowl and started eating.
"Xiaowei said that these dishes were cooked by her, and I must try them." Grandpa Shi looked at the dishes in the porcelain basin with great anticipation.
He first took some shredded potatoes, took a bite, nodded and said: "Well, not bad, delicious!" Then he took the scrambled eggs with Sophora japonica, which was fragrant and a little sweet. What kind of dish is this? It's really delicious.
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"Xiaowei, what kind of dish is this? It tastes very good!" Grandpa Shi laughed and said, he was just praising a dish, but he had the momentum of scolding Fang Qiu.
"This is Sophora japonica scrambled eggs. Grandpa Shi, if you like it, eat more." Ling Xiaowei was also happy to be praised.
Grandpa Shi looked surprised and thought, aren't the Sophora japonica flowers just like the strings of flowers on the tree? They can also be cooked and eaten! This child's mind is really very clever.
Ling Xiaowei looked at Shi Mingwei on the side. He had been eating with a sullen expression, only eating shredded potatoes.
When my grandfather heard that the Sophora japonica scrambled eggs were delicious, he hesitated for a long time, then took a bite and wrinkled his handsome face, looking like he thought it was unpalatable.
This subtle move really hit Ling Xiaowei a little bit, and she thought to herself: "It tastes so bad!"
She ate it and thought it was delicious!
But what Shi Mingwei did next made Ling Xiaowei even more confused. It was really strange! His face was so wrinkled just now, why did he continue to eat scrambled eggs with sophora flowers.
"Your Xiaowei is so capable! Even at such a young age, she can even burn her rice. Unlike me, a freeloader who knows nothing but opens her mouth when food comes." Grandpa Shi said and glared at Shi Mingwei.
He didn't even have the nerve to take a few bites of the Sophora japonica scrambled eggs, but this kid picked up such a big piece.
It’s really going to heaven!
When Shi Mingwei was told this, he felt unconvinced and muttered dissatisfiedly, "I can cook such an unpleasant dish!"
"It tastes bad, but you still eat it!" Grandpa Shi glared at Shi Mingwei again.
Grandma smiled and said: "The kid is hungry, come and eat more!" Grandma picked up the plate and put a lot of vegetables into Shi Mingwei's bowl.
"Thank you, Grandma Ling!" Shi Mingwei said softly, and then continued eating.
Lunch ended happily. We ate everything, and it was much easier to go back.
"Grandpa Shi, grandma, and Aunt Zhang, please have a rest! I'll send the bowls and chopsticks back, and I'll give you mung bean soup in the afternoon," Ling Xiaowei said while tidying up.
"Grandma Ling, you are so lucky! You have such a good granddaughter!" Grandpa Shi was really envious and loved Ling Xiaowei even more.
"Shi Mingwei, go help Xiaowei and send Xiaowei home." After saying this to Shi Mingwei, he said to Xiaowei: "Xiaowei, give Shi Mingwei the basket and basket. He ate it.
You have to work for the food you cook."
It felt like Grandpa Shi was dissatisfied with Shi Mingwei, "This kid really has no eyesight at all!"
Under Grandpa Shi's words, Shi Mingwei reluctantly picked up the basket and followed Ling Xiaowei.
Ling Xiaowei held Ming Ming's hand and walked easily without any weight.
