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We can't divide everything, and the rice that my aunt got back with great difficulty can't be wasted.
Just in case there is something that can be used in the future!
After getting the rice, everyone went home and cooked according to the portion reminded by Chen Daliu.
Chen Daliu also went home with ten catties of rice.
According to the man's instructions, Mrs. Chen grabbed a handful of rice and put it in the boiling pot. After hesitating for a moment, she looked at the rice in the rice bag and said uncertainly, "Just grab this handful of rice?"
When Chen Daliu heard this, he hurriedly said: "This rice is precious, and one handful is enough for five people in our family."
Old Chen also said: "Mother Congzi, listen to my aunt." Since my aunt said it, so do it.
"Mother, I am" Chen Shi: "Forget it, pretend I didn't ask.
Mrs. Chen didn't want to put more, she just thought, should I put some dried sweet potatoes in it, but after thinking about it, if it is not enough, just cook some sweet potato rice, that is, to burn more fire.
But not long after, Mrs. Chen exclaimed in astonishment.
"Mother, mother, the child's father, come and see."
Chen Daliu was in the yard, and when he heard this, he rushed in immediately. He naturally believed 100% in Bai Xi's words, and everyone in the village was like this.
However, no matter whether it is a firm belief or a mentality of giving it a try and cooking according to the required amount of rice, every family is stunned by the amount of rice produced.
"This, this is, a handful of rice?" Chen Daliu was dumbfounded.
Mrs. Chen nodded hurriedly, twisting the pot, and said: "Just a handful, when I was catching rice, my mother was beside me."
Old Chen also confirmed this.
"After Congzi Niang put the rice, I just took the rice bag into the house." So there is absolutely no such thing as putting too much.
When cooking in the countryside, every household has a large stove with an iron pot, and one pot can cook a lot.
Who would have thought that a handful of rice could make a large pot full? Those families with a large population who measured half a cup of rice for cooking were dumbfounded. They hurriedly divided the rice into the large pot next to it, because the pot could not be cooked. .
"This" Chen Daliu was at a loss for words even if he was a long-winded person.
When his Congzi was at home, the family never cooked so much.
I'm afraid the family can't finish this big pot.
Old Chen also took a long time to say something: "My darling, what kind of rice is this? How can so much rice be produced? It's not an exaggeration to call it divine rice." If this rice can be grown, the villagers will not I will be hungry.
Of course, the old Chen family is also the subconscious idea of ??the farmer. Planting is beyond the imagination. If this magical thing is so good, can it still be Shenmi.
Chen Daliu swallowed his saliva, and said stupidly: "No wonder my aunt specifically said to put less rice. I don't know where Aunt Mi got it. It's too amazing. Fortunately, I didn't finish all the rice."
As soon as he finished speaking, Old Chen slapped the back of his head heavily.
"Stinky boy, what are you thinking." The most taboo thing in life is greed, and her son is still the village head, so she can't think of anything.
Auntie was given to them by God in Niuluo Village. If they are not satisfied, sorry for Auntie, God will kill them.
Still, the ancestors had the foresight to pass down such rules and benefit their descendants.
Chen Daliu recovered from the pain, and quickly shook his head to explain: "Mother, mother, you think too much, I don't think too much, I just feel uncomfortable, how old is my aunt, and we are so useless. No wonder my aunt got hurt so much this time serious¡¡"
Hearing Chen Daliu's words, old Chen and Chen's faces also became sad, and they lost the excitement of seeing a handful of rice cook a big pot of rice just now.
Bai Xi also measured according to her memory impression, but she still said too much.
So this night, Niuluo Village, who hadn¡¯t eaten for a long time, ate sweet and soft glutinous rice. There was too much rice, so instead of cooking, I made a plate of sauerkraut, and everyone¡¯s stomach was full. round.
After Chen Daliu hiccupped continuously, he said to his wife: "Damn it, it's better to put less rice, how can you eat like this."
The implication is that this rice will be used in the future
When Chen heard the words, he gave him a blank look: "I don't know better than you? Isn't this the first time I didn't make sure of the amount? I will halve it next time."
Old Chen also helped to speak up: "We women know more about the kitchen than you. It is right that you worry more about the fields and crops in the village and less about your aunt."
Chen Daliu was scolded, but he didn't say a word, it's true that he didn't do a good job, otherwise, my aunt wouldn't have to suffer.
That night, the villagers who had eaten paid homage to the longevity lantern they had lighted for Bai Xi.
It is not good to have educated youths. If you want to kowtow to your aunt, you have to think about having them. After all, you cannot let the educated youth think that your aunt has bewitched them.
However, when everyone woke up the next day and found that their bodies felt different, their admiration and gratitude for Bai Xi reached the peak.
Needless to say, Chen Daliu, the village paid more attention to the ancestral hall.
But Chen Daliu was still worried, and took the rest of the rice back to Baixi's tree house.
Or put it in the tree house for peace of mind.
Bai Xi's forehead twitched. She still had some of these rice in her Qiankun bag, but seeing that the villagers cherished them so much, she didn't stop her. Knowing how to cherish is a good thing.
Two days after Liu Lan returned to work, Bai Xi was able to go down to the tree house. However, the fur that Xiao Hei lacked during the battle had not fully grown, so the shameless Xiao Hei refused to go down to the tree house in broad daylight. Wander around the village by yourself.
Wherever they went, the villagers greeted respectfully with excitement and joy.
"Grandma, you are going downstairs today."
"Hello, aunt."
"Greetings to my aunt."
"Grandma, how have you been sleeping recently? How are you eating?"
"Grandma, I dug up a plant of wild ginseng when I was cutting firewood yesterday, and I will send it to you in a while. You just use it to replenish your health." The speaker immediately received envious looks from many people in the village.
"Grandma, aunt"
As soon as Liu Lan saw that it was time to get off work, the villagers greeted Bai Xile excitedly and happily. If there was anything good, they kept close to Bai Xi. When they saw her, the villagers couldn't hide their impatience. Lan felt his stomach full of fire.
Is it over yet?
It's only been a few days, have you forgotten about Bai Xi's disappearance?
Isn't it just that the seniority is high in the village, why is it endless.
A little girl is lazy and rude, and likes to eat alone, so Niuluo village is holding her hand, she is really sick!
Several times Liu Lan dreamed that she was grabbing Bai Xi to tidy her up, but every time she woke up and saw the opposite scene, she felt even more distressed.
But what happened next allowed Liu Lan and other educated youths to see another side of Niuluo Village other than being kind and careless.
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