Chapter 10398
Unlike the people at the folding table who were rushing to eat the food, Li Laoer was the last one to come over to the earthen pot where Oh Aung packed the rice.
Before Yang Huaming greeted him for dinner, he walked a few more steps, peed in the corner over there, then went to the gutter to wash his hands, and then came over to get the dishes and chopsticks to eat.
The person responsible for serving food for everyone is Yang Ruohe.
Yang Ruohe buried his head in serving food to others. Each person packed rice, not much, but not much.
Although she was as socially shy as ever, she could not make any eye contact with others when serving food to others, let alone say hello.
However, as long as you are careful, you can notice who is coming and who is not coming, even if it is just from the corner of your eye.
So, when Li Laoer came to her side with bowls and chopsticks, he knelt down and said politely: "Sister He'er, I'll put the rice in the bowl."
Yang Ruohe buried his head. Before Li Laoer could finish his words, the bowl in his hand was snatched away.
I saw her holding an empty bowl in her left hand and a large wooden spoon for ladling rice in her right hand. She shoveled a spoonful of white rice into the earthen pot and scooped a full spoonful of white rice into Li Laoer's bowl.
Then the second spoonful, the third spoonful, the fourth spoonful...
This bowl is usually full with two tablespoons, and will overflow with three tablespoons.
As a result, He'er pretended and pressed hard, pressed hard and pretended again.
Li Laoer originally turned his head to say hello to someone over there, but as soon as he turned his head, he saw his job and was shocked!
He pointed at his pile of rice, which was piled up like a hill, and said at a loss of whether to laugh or cry: "Sister He'er, are you treating me like a pig? How can I eat so much!"
The rice was all piled up, and the excess amount of rice was larger than the empty bowl itself!
"Sister He'er, I can't afford so much food, so you can bring some back!"
He'er pushed back and blocked the jar with one hand, but Li Laoer's wish was not fulfilled.
The 'pull' here alarmed the other people at the table. Everyone looked over and saw the rice piled so high in Mr. Li's bowl.
Everyone was stunned.
Yang Huaming was also angry and funny. He understood that He'er did this because he was probably trying to repay Li Laoer for picking up the hot water bottle and saving her from the risk of being scalded.
It's just that this girl's way of repaying her is a bit too barbaric.
Not only does this not benefit others, but it also places a burden on others.
"He'er, you're too stupid. You can't eat enough. You can add more rice later. You piled the rice bowls so high. How did you ask people to pick up the food?" Yang Huaming stood up and said.
"Quick, quick, help me get some rice back into the crock pot!"
After Yang Huaming's reminder, Yang Ruohe realized belatedly that he had gone too far in focusing on providing food for the other party.
So He'er quickly took out a spoon and helped Li Laoer shovel off a piece of the rice.
He gestured a few more times, meaning that he could now pile up the vegetables.
Li Laoer smiled helplessly, knowing that this was the final result.
"Thank you very much, Miss He'er, for taking care of me. I'll go over to eat some vegetables!"
He smiled and thanked Yang Ruohe. He'er nodded with a blushing face and watched Li Laoer go to the folding table.
Then, he quickly lowered his head and continued to sort the rice in the crock.
At the table, when Li Laoer returned to the crowd with his rice bowl, everyone saw that his shoveled rice was obviously more than twice as much as what was in their bowls.
Everyone smiled kindly. This girl who rescued the master's family was different. She was clearly taken care of even when it came to eating.
"The loach was stewed well today. It was rotten and the meat was thick. Everyone was open to eating it!"
Yang Huaming continued to greet.
Everyone nodded.
Before taking a few bites, Li Laosan, who was chewing his food suddenly, slowed down and the expression on his face became strange.
"What's wrong, Third Brother? Why don't you eat?"
"So what, is it because of my bowl of rice? Or are everyone the same?"
"What?"
"Why do I feel like my rice is a bit undercooked?" Li Laosan asked.
Mr. Li glared at Mr. Li, "Why are you talking so much just to eat? Can't you just keep your head down and fill your stomach?"
Everyone else nodded.
Li Laoer took a mouthful of rice and felt like he had eaten a mouthful of uncooked rice...
Yang Huaming kept asking everyone to eat, and he was talking all the time. Although he had chopsticks in his hand, he just ate a loach.
There was half a mouthful of rice.
After hearing Li Lao San's words and seeing Li Lao San's reaction, it was obvious that Li Lao San was not the only one who had doubts about the meal.
Yang Huaming quickly picked up the rice in front of him and took a bite.
Then, "Bah, bah, bah..."
He vomited it all on the ground.
His face turned dark, and he called to Liu Jinchuan and Yang Ruohe who were sitting on the field ridge not far away, waiting to clear away the dishes.
"What's going on with you two? The rice was brought here before it was even cooked? Is your brain caught in the door?"
The master's family invited craftsmen to dinner, and actually invited people to eat rice with raw meat. If word spread about this, it would be made a joke in every village!
Bankers often attach great importance to face, and many old men even put face as more important than their lives!
So on the spot, Yang Huaming had a fit with his daughter and daughter-in-law!
When Liu Jinchuan and Yang Ruohe heard this, they looked at each other.
Liu Jinchuan looked surprised and muttered: "That can't be done..."
He'er couldn't mutter, so she directly opened the lid of the crock pot and took a bite of the rice on the spoon.
As soon as he had it in his mouth, he chewed it a few times and then spit it aside and nodded towards Liu Jinchuan.
Liu Jinchuan frowned and quickly leaned over: "Sister, let me have a taste."
Immediately afterwards, Liu Jinchuan also vomited it up.
From the outside, there is nothing wrong with the rice being cooked. The surface is even a little browned next to the edge of the pot.
But if you cover the top layer, the rice grains underneath will be uncooked.
The ones accumulated in the middle are even more terrifying. They are directly raw, and the whole rice grains are almost not swollen!
"Look at the good things you've done!"
Yang Huaming's face grew longer, and he immediately slapped his chopsticks and scolded the two of them in public.
"After working so hard on the homestead all day long, men look forward to having a hot meal to warm their stomachs."
"You two would do well to bring over a pot of raw rice. What are you talking about!"
"How to eat now!"
"Wouldn't this delay things?"
Liu Jinchuan and He'er both blushed and lowered their heads, letting Yang Huaming scold them.
Mr. Li, Mr. Li and Mr. Li also came over to persuade Yang Huaming.
"Fourth uncle, it's nothing. They didn't do it on purpose. Sometimes it's hard to control the heat of cooking. A small mistake won't be a big deal!"
"Yes, Fourth Uncle, if we can eat, we can take a few bites. If we can't, we can eat more vegetables. This food is rich!"
"I just invented a new way to eat it. Use this loach soup to soak rice. The rice will be soft and soft, and you can still eat it. No problem!"
Everyone's words made it difficult for Yang Huaming to continue to attack Liu Jinchuan and Yang Ruohe.
Yang Huaming sighed and said to Boss Li and the others with a face filled with self-blame: "I'm so sorry, guys. No matter how good the food is, if it's not paired with rice, it has no soul!"
"If I ask them to go back and cook now, I'm afraid it will be too late."
"Since the brothers don't mind it, let's just make do with it this way at noon. When we finish work at night, we'll have a good meal. Then I'll treat everyone to a drink!"
"Nothing wrong!"
"Uncle Four is awesome!"
"As long as we have a stutter, it doesn't matter whether we clamp or not!"
“Even if it’s uncooked, it’s still real white rice. If it’s white rice, just eat it in your stomach. You’re guaranteed to get it right!”
Everyone started picking up the food enthusiastically again.
Liu Jinchuan and Yang Ruohe here looked at each other, and they could only smile bitterly.
It was not convenient for either of them to tell their father in public about this meal.
This big pot of rice was cooked by my mother!
After my mother came back from the homestead today, she kept scolding my father.
I guess I got angry after an argument with my father at the homestead or something.
So when my mother suggested that she would stew the rice in the big pot and let the two of them take charge of the cooking in the small pot outside, the two of them didn't think much about it, and they didn't forcefully stop it.
Unexpectedly, my mother actually cooked the big pot of rice like this.
The top is burnt, but the bottom is still raw. I guess there was not enough water, and the fire was too fast and too strong...
Why!
The two of them will take the blame for my mother's mistake.
He'er turned around and saw Li Laoer squatting there with rice piled high in his bowl.
Seeing that Li Laoer's every pulling and swallowing action seemed to be very difficult, the corners of He'er's mouth twitched.
She mustered up her courage and bravely came to Li Lao'er's side and patted Li Lao'er's shoulder gently.
Li Laoer turned his head and was surprised when he saw it was Yang Ruohe.
This time He'er didn't dare to raise her head like she did a few times before. She looked directly at Li Laoer and raised her hand to make a few gestures.
Although Li Lao'er couldn't understand the dumb language, from He'er's guilt-filled eyes and the bitter smile on his lips, Li Lao'er actually guessed He'er's meaning.
"It's okay, it's okay, sister He'er, don't think so."
Li Laoer quickly explained.
"You were afraid that I would be hungry, so you gave me a lot of extra food. I understand what you mean."
He'er continued to gesture, and Li Laoer also continued to respond:
"It's okay, it's really okay. My bowl is fine. I only have a few bites of raw rice, and I can eat the rest..."
"Hey, I won't be sick, don't worry!"
"For us farmers, it would be nice to have something to eat. Guanyin soil and elm bark have all gone into our stomachs. What's the point of a few mouthfuls of uncooked rice?"
"It's okay, He'er, please don't take it to heart..."
…
The meal was finally finished.
The men put down their bowls and chopsticks, wiped their mouths, and continued to pick up the things and got down to the homestead to start work.
Liu Jinchuan and Yang Ruohe put the dishes and chopsticks into the baskets they brought and prepared to leave.
Yang Huaming came over. He called Liu Jinchuan to the side and said in a low voice: "Is your mother cooking this stuffed rice?"
Liu Jinchuan smiled awkwardly, "Nothing can escape dad's eyes!"
Yang Huaming rolled his eyes, "I have been eating her cooked rice for most of my life, and I knew from the first bite that it must be her handiwork!"
This stupid woman has been cooking stuffed rice all her life, but she can’t teach her how to cook it, hey!
(End of chapter)
