Anti-Japanese Jedi Player

Chapter 174 The Family Dinner
"Uncle Mo, let's go"

Declining Uncle Mo's invitation to stay and eat together, the three of them only stayed at Uncle Mo's house for more than ten minutes before leaving.

In order to quickly form combat effectiveness, the training of all the troops of the Independent First Regiment is very tight.The three of them are half-veterans who have joined the army for half a year, and are currently squad leaders or deputy squad leaders. At this time when a large number of recruits are joining the army, they must train together with the recruits in the squad.

"Hit the devil well" beckoned the three of them off, and Uncle Mo returned to his room.

In the thatched-roofed hut with four walls, there was only a wooden table. On the table were the supplies brought by the three of them just now, a thick new quilt, three bags of grain, and an iron bowl with a lid.

"Hide all this food"

Looking at the pile of grain in front of him, Uncle Mo was silent for a moment, and said to his wife behind him.

Half a year ago, when the First Independent Regiment was just formed, the Independent Regiment was short of food and clothing. At that time, he offered to provide hundreds of catties of sweet potatoes to the First Independent Regiment, and organized people in the village to donate food to the Independent Regiment. At that time, his farm cattle had just been taken away, and he could still talk a little in the village.

Is this what good people get rewarded with?Uncle Mo suddenly let out a long sigh. After the farm cattle were snatched by devils, his status in the village was not as good as before. It had been a long time since anyone gave him gifts or things. At this moment, he felt emotional for a moment. Thousands.

"Why don't you fry a white flour steamed bun today? The kids haven't had a good meal for a long time."

Staring at the big bag of flour, Uncle Mo's wife, Aunt Lan, said in a low voice.

As a typical rural daughter-in-law, Aunt Lan seldom decides on family affairs, she just silently takes care of everything in the family, stands behind her husband and supports his decision, silent and firm, just like her husband decided to give away half of the family’s grain To donate to the independent group, he just silently weighed the food, then bagged it and sent it to the independent group.And in the days that followed, he silently reduced the rice in his bowl.

"Come some tortillas, steam a bowl of rice for everyone, let's have a good taste of this canned beef." Uncle Mo said with a smile, looking at Aunt Lan with his dim and bright eyes.

Aunt Lan is 7 years younger than him.The two were married by the order of their parents and the words of the matchmaker, but there have been few major quarrels in their marriage for more than 20 years.

About half an hour later, that is, in the evening, the two children who were busy in the field came home, and there was also an old man with white hair and wrinkles all over his head. This was Uncle Mo's father.

"Eat, eat." The two children, one is seven years old and the other is nine years old, all went to work in the field with their grandfather. After a day's hard work, the two of them were obviously exhausted. He rushed to the kettle, picked up the wooden kettle and poured tea into his mouth.

In the gurgling sound, the two sniffed their noses suddenly, and there was a smell in the air, a smell that they had never asked before. Stimulated by this smell, their stomachs growled crazily.

Intuition told them that this is the smell of food, and it is delicious food.

"It smells so good, what kind of smell is it?" Xiaowa asked curiously, his bright eyes looked at his mother, Aunt Lan, and his eyes focused on the clay stove in front of his mother.The elder brother, who was two years older, was obviously much calmer and didn't speak, but the frantic swallowing of his throat revealed his thoughts.

"There is meat to eat today, I can eat my fill today," Aunt Lan said with a smile.

"Meat···"

"Meat···"

"Eat meat, eat meat"

First there were two sounds of surprise, and then there were two crisp screams, and the two children shouted excitedly. The last time they ate meat was a year ago, that is, during the Chinese New Year last year.

"Where does the meat come from?" Uncle Mo's father, who had been silent all this time, asked curiously. He knew the situation in his family very well. It is not bad to eat, and often not enough to eat, it is impossible to spare money to buy meat to eat.

"The Dazi of the Independence Group sent them here, saying that they sent them here specially when they heard that I was injured," Uncle Mo said with a smile.

"En." His father nodded and did not continue to ask. Since his son accepted it, it means that these things can be accepted, so he will not continue to ask. His son is the master of this family.Just like when he supported the independent regiment's food, he didn't say a word.

“Meal is ready”

After Aunt Lan arranged the food on the only table in the house, two pairs of bright eyes stared at the food on the table, and she swallowed frantically in her throat.

However, the two little guys resisted the impulse, and then rushed towards Uncle Mo together, shouting crisply, while supporting him from left to right.

"Dad, it's time to eat"

"Father, come and eat meat, you'll be fine after eating meat"

Looking at the two children who asked him to eat in relief, Uncle Mo smiled brightly. Following the two children, he put down the crutch in his hand and let the two children support him to the table.

Aunt Lan was standing between the kitchen and living room doors, holding a freshly washed spatula in her hand, watching this scene with a smile.

The food on the table is more abundant than ever before. Five pieces of fried white flour steamed buns mixed with a small amount of butter are golden and crispy in appearance, and they are extraordinarily delicious; five corn tortillas, made of corn flour mixed with a small amount of glutinous rice flour, have a pleasant fragrance In addition, there are five bowls of large white rice. The rice with uniform size and distinct grains shows that the rice used for cooking is top refined rice.

Of course, there is also the small bowl of canned meat in the middle of the table. Although the canned beef from the system does not taste good to Luo Yun, it is full of weight and piled up. There are five large pieces of beef in the small bowl. It's a good cut of beef.

For Uncle Mo's family, this can be said to be the most luxurious meal in history, even richer than when he took Aunt Lan back then.

After helping their father to the table, they then fixed the tree stump stool like grandpa, and then the two children pulled their mother, Aunt Lan, who was standing far away, to the table.

Pulled by the child, the family of five sat neatly at the table.

It's just that the five of them took the chopsticks that Uncle Mo had sharpened by himself, and they were a little stunned for a moment. Looking at the exquisite food on the table, no one made a move first, even though the food had been divided into five equal portions.

There is only the same food on weekdays.

As for the two children, although they are greedy, they still refrained from doing it first. The difficult rural life in the mountains allowed the two children to maturely face the hardships of life very early.

In the end, it was Uncle Mo who picked up a piece of tortilla and started talking.Then everyone started to eat.

After a while, the eyes of the two children who ate the meat narrowed their eyes, and the light of happiness shone in them.

"This is delicious, and the meat eaten during the Chinese New Year last year is even more delicious."

(End of this chapter)