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Chapter 275 The First Meal
Xiao Heizi lived with his grandfather and father in a small courtyard in Ping'an County.

The courtyard of three rooms is completely enough for them.

"Father, what the hell does this mean?"

Looking at all the brand-new appliances in the yard, and stepping on the neatly laid bluestone bricks under his feet, Xiao Heizi's father was completely stunned.

The middle-aged man had just been given a lot of food on the way here, and he ate everything that could be eaten.

Then someone brought three generations of grandparents and grandchildren to this small courtyard, and said that this is a new home for the three of them...

"Just listen to what your lord told us to do." There was no strange expression on the old man's face.

On the contrary, he was a little calmer than his grandson.

Children, don't panic, maybe those adults will come to enjoy our blood at night.

Little Heizi has already touched the kitchen, he is thinking simple, since he said it is his new home, then look around, there should be nothing wrong, right?
The little guy first threw the two salted fish hanging around his neck aside, and then began to rummage around.

He opened the two cloth bags that were piled up in the corner, which were about the same height as him, and looked inside carefully.

"Father, come and see what this is!" Xiao Heizi gasped, and shouted at the father and son who were still talking in the courtyard.

flour!

This is white flour!

The two rushed into the room, stood behind Xiao Heizi, looked at the bag of white noodles, and swallowed.

Ok……

The three of them only knew white noodles.

The white bag of rice next to him was still paid by mistake after all. . .

"What are you three doing in the kitchen?"

"Can you still cook?"

An old and kind female voice sounded.

The faces of the three showed a bit of panic, and Xiao Heizi immediately tightened the two pockets again, pretending that he hadn't done anything.

The person who spoke was an old lady who looked about 60 years old. Her body looked good, her back was straight, and she was full of energy.

"I'm your neighbor, City Lord Zhou, no, County Sheriff Zhou said, I need to help take care of you more at ordinary times!" Grandma Sun smiled and said kindly to the three of them.

Neighbor?

Looking at the smile of the person in front of him, Xiao Heizi always felt warm in his heart, with an indescribable emotion.

"Come on, I'll cook you something to eat!" Grandma Sun walked sideways into the kitchen, squatted next to Xiao Heizi, and directly untied the two pockets in the corner.

"My dear grandson, what do you want to eat?" She touched the black and thin little doll in front of her with a benevolent smile on her face.

Look at how skinny this doll is, there is not much flesh on her body, it really makes people feel distressed.

"I, I, that..." Xiao Heizi swallowed, and stretched out his hand to gesture for the soft and soft stuffed stuffing that he ate before.

It's a pity that when the little fat pier left, he didn't tell him the name Baozi.

Grandma Sun looked at it, but didn't understand it, so she asked, "Cook some rice, and then stir-fry two side dishes, okay?"

Little Heizi didn't speak, but put down his hands with some regret in his heart, and nodded.

In the wasteland, the first lesson they learned was obedience, even if he was still young, he understood this truth.

None of the grandparents and grandchildren knew what rice was. In the depths of the wilderness, apart from occasionally catching some underground creatures, they had never seen other kinds of meat.

When Grandma Sun took out the fresh pork that had been prepared from the stove, the three of them stared at it without blinking.

"Which of you can light a fire?" The old lady turned her head and asked with a smile.

Exercising life skills is also a task that Governor Zhou has emphasized.

Xiao Heizi's father took the initiative to take on this task, squatted aside, held the flint, and started to light the fire carefully, for fear that there would be too much noise and he would be disturbed.

This man's skill in lighting the fire did not fail, he added firewood one by one, and the stove burned very vigorously.

Grandma Sun pulled the middle-aged man and said, "You also learn how to cook from me."

Immediately, she taught the other party how to wash rice, how much water to add to the pot, how much fire to use, how long to wait, and so on.

After cooking the rice, she began to cut the meat and side dishes again, and she was still chatting with the people around her, "When I was young, I couldn't eat meat once a month, but now I'm tired of it."

Grandma Sun laughed twice as she said.

She is in her 70s and [-]s, and she has experienced a hard time.

"Ever since we heard of the title of Chief Zhou, we have never suffered any more!"

"You talk too, don't just listen to me."

"My dear grandson, don't you have anything to ask?"

The old lady smiled at Xiao Heizi and asked.

Little Heizi scratched his head, turned to look at his father and grandfather, and asked in a low voice, "Zhou, who is Secretary Zhou?"

"Officer Zhou is the current Sheriff of Zhou. You should have seen him outside the city, right?" Grandma Sun said with a smile.

Little Heizi shook his head slightly.

He didn't even notice who was around him.

Grandma Sun prepared all the meat and vegetables, but there was nothing to do, just wait for the rice to be cooked and stir-fry. She talked to several people about the changes in Dazhou over the past few decades.

Just kidding, when the old lady was young, she was also Zhou Siguan's little fangirl.

These words of hers are like a giant hammer, constantly beating on the worldview of the grandparents and grandchildren.

The more they listened, the more confused they became.

Can people really live like this?
really?
After about two quarters of an hour, wisps of rice fragrance came out from the gap in the pot lid.

"What's this smell?" Little Heizi turned his head and asked his grandfather and father with a blank expression.

The two adults also shook their heads in unison.

"It's about time!"

Grandma Sun smiled, and lifted the lid of the pot. In the kitchen, white mist was transpiring, and when the fragrant mist dissipated, the true contents of the pot were revealed.

The old lady grasped the amount of water and the heat just right, and the rice grains were huddled together in white and fat.

Use a wooden shovel to scour the rice into a small wooden barrel on the side, cover it with a layer of cloth, and stuff it for a while. After the dishes are fried, the taste is just right.

"Intensify the fire, let's cook!" Grandma Sun was full of enthusiasm.

Xiao Heizi's father hurriedly stepped forward to operate.

Soon, one meat and one vegetable, two delicate side dishes came out of the pan.

The three grandparents sat obediently on the stone table in the courtyard, holding chopsticks, looking at the kitchen, swallowing their saliva continuously.

Grandma Sun came out with two dishes and three bowls of rice on a tray, put it in front of the three of them, smiled, and motioned for everyone to eat.

Not even half an hour.

The table is empty...

Grandma Sun controlled the amount of food and vegetables just right, because she was afraid that they would eat them to death...

Xiao Heizi picked up a grain of rice that had fallen from the table, and smiled innocently.

(End of this chapter)