Rebirth: The whole family travels through time together: Fubao Koi is busy eating melons

Li Guifen from the third room had watched the commotion from behind and secretly pinched her husband, asking angrily, "What wicked thing did you do last night to make the second sister-in-law so angry?"

Zhang Laosan pretended to be relaxed and tried to downplay the situation: "Well, it's actually no big deal. It's just to let my second brother and his family get some fresh air on the riverbank. And that idea wasn't mine. It was my mother who couldn't find the silver that my second brother had hidden, so she made the decision in a rage. Later, everyone in the village persuaded us, so we took the people back, didn't we?"

Although his words seemed nonchalant, a trace of regret was quietly surging in his heart.

If he had known that his second sister-in-law would have such a violent reaction after falling into the water, he would never have let things develop to this point. He would have waited by the river early and personally brought her home safely.

However, to this day, no amount of regret can help.

The most domineering old lady in the family, Mrs. Zhang, has already surrendered to Xu Liyun. In addition, Xu Liyun is on high alert outside, so how dare Zhang Laosan and his wife go beyond the line? They can only stay in the house.

Zhang Liuwa, who lived in the same room, was young and ignorant. The hunger woke him up early and he was clamoring for eggs before dawn.

Faced with their son's request, the couple looked at each other, knowing full well that it was not appropriate to start a fire and attract attention at this time.

Li Guifen had no choice but to dig out the snacks that her mother's family had sent her a few days ago from the bottom of the cupboard. The three of them ate them hastily with the cold well water, just to fill their stomachs.

Zhang Liuwa was innocent. After finishing his snack, he licked the crumbs from the corner of his mouth with great satisfaction. He asked innocently, "Mom and Dad, can we eat like this every day from now on?"

After hearing this, Zhang Laosan was both angry and amused. He patted his son's head gently and coaxed him softly to continue sleeping, fearing that this ignorant little guy would run around. If he happened to meet that "female evil star", the consequences would be disastrous.

At the same time, as soon as Zhang Laoer's family appeared outside the door, Xiao Youniang became happy and busied herself getting hot water and handing out face towels, looking like a little adult.

She specially picked out the cleanest and most exquisite porcelain bowl in the house for her older brother Zhang Sanwa, filled it with warm water, and handed it to him.

Zhang Sanwa didn't pay attention at first, but when he inadvertently saw the ordinary bowls and basins in the hands of the people around him, he immediately felt his sister's delicate care.

He turned to look at Xiao Youniang, only to see that she had already sat down next to Zhang Wuya, chatting and laughing with this new sister whom she had just met. The scene was so warm that it warmed his heart.

"Sister, did you go out this morning?" Xiao Youniang asked with her big eyes, which were as clear as water, blinking.

Zhang Wuya's heart skipped a beat when she heard this. A hint of panic flashed across her eyes. Then she shook her head with forced composure, "No, sister, why are you asking that?"

Xiao Youniang seemed to see through something, her eyes narrowed slightly, but she just smiled gently and didn't ask any more questions.

She has endless love and protection for her sister in her heart and decides to keep this secret alone.

This early morning commotion seemed to make the atmosphere at home subtle.

Xu Liyun's presence was like an invisible pressure, making everyone in the Zhang family look a little nervous.

Therefore, when the morning light broke, Mrs. Zhang and her daughter-in-law began to busy themselves in the kitchen with swift hands and feet.

On the table, the golden sweet potato porridge glows with an attractive luster, surrounded by a few simple side dishes. Although simple, it also reveals a touch of warmth.

The second family sat around the table, not caring about etiquette, and almost couldn't wait to pick up their chopsticks and start enjoying this hard-earned breakfast.

Last night's hunger, the attacks of wind and rain, the thrill of falling into the water, and the busyness after returning home made this meal particularly precious to them.

My stomach has already started a symphony of protest.

The sweet potatoes in the porridge retain their unique toughness. In comparison, the rice grains have almost turned into a fine paste. Fortunately, the natural sweetness of the sweet potatoes adds a bit of deliciousness to this simple porridge.

However, the pickled vegetables were rather monotonous, with no other flavor except the heavy hit of salt, which made everyone's faces, except the little girl, wrinkle like bitter chrysanthemums involuntarily.

In those poor days, condiments became a luxury and pickles were simply pickled with large amounts of salt.

Xiao Youniang seemed to be born with the ability to turn the ordinary into the magical. Every bite of food she chewed seemed to become the most delicious thing in the world, and she ate it with relish.

Zhang Siwa looked at his sister's satisfied expression, feeling mixed emotions and an indescribable sadness welling up in his heart.

He stood up suddenly, rolled up his sleeves, and looked around at everyone with a firm gaze: "You guys eat first, I'll go make something else for you!"

In a short while, the kitchen became the focus of the whole family's attention. Except for Mrs. Zhang and Hu Cuimei who were complaining in a low voice and dissatisfiedly dividing the leftover food, preparing to take it to the woodshed to share this bland meal with Zhang Fu, everyone else gathered around the kitchen, looking at Zhang Siwa's back with anticipation.

Zhang Dawa took a sip of the sweet potato porridge and frowned slightly. Usually at this time of year, there would always be a tempting golden egg in his bowl, but the simplicity of today's breakfast made him feel a little disappointed.

Upon seeing this, Mrs. Zhang hurried forward and gently patted her grandson's back with her wrinkled hands. She comforted him in a doting tone, "Good boy, when she leaves, grandma will cook you a bowl of sweet eggs with more sugar. How about that? It will taste better than usual!"

As Zhang Dawa listened, a long-lost smile finally appeared on his face.

At the same time, Zhang Fu learned that his kitchen was "occupied" by the children, and he couldn't help but worry: "Old lady, you have to keep a close eye on it, don't let the second child and his friends eat up all the good things in our kitchen."

Hearing this, Old Lady Zhang curled her lips in disdain: "Don't worry, it's Zhang Siwa who's busying around, not Xu Liyun. How can a grown man like him know the ins and outs of cooking? He might not even be able to tell the difference between salt and sugar. He'll have to come back and ask me for guidance when the time comes."

However, as soon as the words fell, a symphony of pots and pans and the crackling sound of ingredients colliding with hot oil came from the kitchen.

Zhang Siwa stood in front of the stove. His movements were quick and decisive. The ordinary dough in his hands gradually became soft and elastic under his skillful hands.

Although seasonings were scarce in the kitchen and Zhang Siwa could only find the most basic salt, his ingenuity was not limited by this.

Fortunately, he accidentally discovered a can of lard that Old Lady Zhang had secretly kept, as well as some fresh green onions that she had picked from the yard. These simple ingredients seemed to be transformed into a miracle for the taste buds in his hands.

Under the warm sunshine, he walked lightly in the lush vegetable garden, his fingertips gently touching the tall and green onions, and randomly picked a few of the freshest ones.