Blessed woman in the farm gate

Chapter 3 Dinner ([-])

The venue for the banquet was covered by a shed, and a rough stove was temporarily built with rough stones beside the shed for the convenience of serving food.

Chef Baba Banquet, who was specially invited, is busy working in the stove with a few apprentice helpers.

At this time, hot dishes are steaming in the steamer, hot oil and shredded pork are rolling in the pot, and the chicken broth in the copper pot is bubbling with fragrance.

The mouthwatering food aroma keeps wafting through the shed.

Li Fuyue huddled in Li Yayue's arms, and looked around, and found that the expressions on the faces of the people around her were very rich, and sometimes they even whispered to each other, as if they were plotting some big event.

But it is not.

Li Fuyue's ears are good, and the square table of this banquet was placed so close, Li Fuyue heard a woman sitting with her back facing her, whispering to her child what to eat first, and what to eat next so as not to be too I bloated my stomach too early, and specifically told me to save the soup until the end.

The voice was very serious, as if talking about something important in life.

As for the people who were talking quietly around, the content of the conversation was similar to that of the mother and daughter.

One banquet, faintly has the imposing manner of Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon.

On the one hand, Li Fuyue wondered if it would be too exaggerated, but on the other hand, she tried her best to change her mind. After all, this was an ancient time when supplies were scarce, and food was the most important thing for the people.

Just when Li Fuyue was trying to correct her notions, there was a small exclamation from the entrance of the shed.

It turned out to be serving.

The help cooks carried a long board with more than a dozen identical dishes on it. Each table put a dish, and then went to bring another dish. Soon, the food on the table became richer, with a total of six dishes and one soup!
"God, this tastes better than Chinese New Year's."

"Hey, the Wang family is so rich!"

Such exclamations kept coming from the crowd.

Li Fuyue noticed that Li Yayue, who was holding her, swallowed secretly.

Six dishes and one soup was in the era when Li Fuyue lived, as long as he was in the mood to make it, he could still eat it every meal.

But here, for those who may only eat meat once a year, six dishes and one soup are already the best match for a mountain village banquet!
And these six dishes and one soup are not perfunctory dishes.

Scrambled eggs with Chinese toon, fried fungus with green bamboo shoots, stir-fried shredded pork. There is not much but fragrant fresh chicken soup.

I don't know if it's an instinctive reaction of this young body, Li Fuyue is not a glutton, but at this moment seeing the beautiful and precious food in front of her, she couldn't help swallowing.

Li Fuyue's small face was still cute, but her eyes were shining brightly, looking sharply at the table.

Seeing Li Fuyue waiting intently on the table, Li Yayue patted her little face and smiled: "Is Fubao hungry? Fubao is good, you can't eat yet, and you haven't put your chopsticks away yet."

Li Fuyue looked away cooperatively in a daze, but put her little hand on the table stubbornly.

She had heard the saying of putting chopsticks away before.

Farmers in mountain villages like this are enough to take care of their own food and clothing on weekdays. They don’t need to store piles of chopsticks and plates at home. There is neither the need nor the financial resources.

And what should I do if I want to hold a big banquet?
Then go borrow it.

Those who are not so particular will borrow from relatives and neighbors in the village, while those who are more particular about this will go to the food restaurants in the town to borrow.

A complete set of bowls, dishes, bamboo chopsticks like the one used by Wang's family, it looks like they borrowed money from the store.

Putting chopsticks is an etiquette cutscene in a banquet, that is, the host will give a speech, and then put the bundled chopsticks to the elders at each table, and then the elders will distribute the chopsticks to other people on the table, and only then can they start to use chopsticks. meal.

After every table got the chopsticks, the host sent a representative to give a speech, and everyone present had to stand up and look at the speaker.

The person holding the crumpled speech paper was Wang Cong, the eldest son of the Wang family. He was actually illiterate, so he took a piece of paper and recited the speech he had silently recited more than ten times: "Friends, relatives, and fellow villagers, thank you for coming to us. For the funeral of the old mother, I still invite you to eat and drink well."

The hand of the middle-aged man holding the paper was trembling slightly, for fear of being seen by others and losing face.

Fortunately, everyone was concerned about the delicacies on the table. When the host said it was ready to eat, they couldn't wait to pick up the chopsticks.

You don't need to think about it, the scene of eating is very violent.

At the beginning, everyone was still holding them, but there were always one or two that were much more anxious to eat.

Others thought about it, what is there to hold, who is really a gentleman here, it is the last word to fill their stomachs!
So as he ate and ate, he let go of his movements, and the chopsticks were precise and ruthless.

Li Yayue didn't let Li Fuyue move her chopsticks at all, and Li Fuyue also cooperated with her to open her mouth obediently. After a meal, although she didn't eat as much as the aunts at the same table, she still filled her stomach to the full.

Li Fuyue touched her round belly contentedly, with a trace of satisfaction on her face.

It would be great if we could guarantee this level in the future.

But in the next period of time, Li Fuyue was overwhelmed by the bitter situation and determined to work hard to change the family's food.

Closer to home, the guests present had some time to kill after dinner, and everyone helped clean up the venue. The funeral was more than half done, and the coffin will be carried up the mountain by the descendants tomorrow.

"Ya Ya, do you want me to take you back?" Liu Shi and Song Shi touched the corners of their mouths and planned to take the child home in a bullock cart, and asked Li Yayue hypocritically before leaving.

"No need, auntie, third aunt, you go back first, my father will come over later with the medicine, and take us back by the way." Li Yayue is an honest child, but she also knows that the two aunts don't really want to take them.

There were people from other people's families sitting in the ox cart, and it was already very difficult to sit them two adults and three children. Besides, the ox cart cost a penny per person, and the aunts said they would take them back, but they would definitely Will not pay the money of the two sisters.

"That's fine, let's go first." After Liu Shi finished speaking, she closed her eyes, leaning against the wooden board, savoring the oily smell of the food just now.

Li Qiangwei followed her mother carefully in the corner of the bullock cart, and she got into the bullock cart too!Thinking of this, Li Qiangwei couldn't help but straighten her back. The two sisters standing on the ground hadn't sat down yet!

Not only did I eat meat today, but I also rode in an ox cart, which was so good, Li Qiangwei felt very happy.

This expression was perfectly captured by Li Fuyue.

Whether it is an adult of several decades or a child of a few years old, everyone has their own little thoughts.

Watching the ox cart drift away, Li Fuyue held her round belly and yawned.She felt that she could already foresee that her life in the mountain village would be wonderful.

(End of this chapter)