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On the dining table, each carefully prepared dish is presented like a work of art. They are not only plentiful but also delicious.

The aroma emitted by the stewed pig's feet and soybeans is enough to make people's heart beat, but this is just the beginning. What follows is the clever combination of the shiny slices of bacon and the crisp green peppers, forming a picture of both visual and taste enjoyment.

The most eye-catching dish is undoubtedly the Braised Pork with Preserved Vegetables, which is bright red in color, oily but not greasy, with distinct layers of fat and lean meat. The fat part almost fills most of the space and melts in the mouth. The mellow meat aroma and the unique deliciousness of preserved vegetables blend together in a very memorable way.

In order to meet the workers' needs after heavy physical labor, Ran He specially steamed a large pot of rice. The rice was like a hill covered with fresh snow, crystal clear and as smooth as jade. The quantity was enough to fully nourish every hungry person.

Because in this family, everyone understands that only a full meal can provide enough energy and motivation for the afternoon work.

"Masters, please don't be polite. Just eat and drink to your heart's content. If there's not enough rice, please add more. I won't disturb you all while you're eating."

Ran He's words were accompanied by a gentle smile, conveying homely warmth and tolerance. She then led her two children to sit at her own small table and began to enjoy their relatively simple meal, which was enough for the family.

The children were not too surprised by such meals. To them, these were regular guests on the table on weekdays.

On the other hand, after the initial surprise, the workers were seduced again and again by the continuous aroma of the food. Finally, they could not resist the urge in their hearts. They gently picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of meat carefully, and slowly put it into their mouths as if they were treasures.

At that moment, the delicious taste seemed to bloom on the tip of their tongue, making them almost want to swallow this indescribable happiness along with their tongue.

The owner of the house is not only broad-minded, but also has amazing cooking skills. For the workers, being able to work in such a family and experience an almost New Year-like atmosphere is simply a blessing from God.

Because in their memory, only during the real New Year's Day would the table be so sumptuous, with three or four main dishes lined up in a row. However, even so, the whole family often had to share the food, and each person might only get a chopstick or two of meat in their bowl, which was in stark contrast to the scene before their eyes.

At this time, other people in the village were returning home from the fields. When they passed by Ran He's house, they were all attracted by the rich aroma sneaking out from the cracks in the doors and windows. They unconsciously stopped and looked sideways, secretly curious in their hearts: "Who is making this delicacy? How much meat did Ran He prepare for these workers?"

People all sighed at how hospitable and generous this host was.

Although this generosity did not come from their own reserves, the scene inexplicably gave people a strange feeling, as if the meat stored in their own homes was generously used to entertain outsiders.

In such a generally frugal village, most families would simply stir-fry two plates of vegetables for dinner. Even if they added some meat, it would only be a few slices to show their appreciation. Where have you ever seen such a generous scene as Ran He's? Braised pork with preserved vegetables, stir-fried bacon with green peppers, and even such time-consuming and labor-intensive dishes as stewed pig's feet were generously placed on the table. This was undoubtedly a luxurious subversion of traditional customs and the highest respect for hard-working people.

The workers enjoyed almost unprecedented preferential treatment on this simple land of Xiaohe, and every meal was so sumptuous that it made people's mouths water.

The fresh meat and vegetables intertwined to create an enticing aroma, which not only filled their stomachs, but also attracted envious glances from the people around them. They couldn't help but think to themselves how lucky it would be if they could have the opportunity to work for the Ran He family.

But Ran He obviously had her own considerations. She bypassed the traditional mutual assistance model of the village, directly hired outside craftsmen, and entertained them with such a feast. Her intentions were self-evident, and she did not want to let her intentions be involved in the complicated interest exchanges in the village.

At first, the workers sat at the table, looking a little awkward in front of the table full of delicious food, for fear of being impolite or appearing to be greedy. However, with Ran He's nonchalant smile and free and easy attitude, their concerns gradually disappeared.

The meat was devoured without any dissatisfaction on the owner's face. The workers then really let go of their appetites and enjoyed this rare treat. In the end, even the rich soup in the plate was licked clean, and everyone's face was filled with sincere happiness and satisfaction.

After the meal, although there was still a little food left in the bowls, the workers’ stomachs were already filled to the brim with delicious food, so they had to give up the idea of ​​having another bowl of bibimbap.

Ran He personally cleared the mess on the table, and the workers took the opportunity to take a short break, silently planning an efficient schedule for the afternoon's work. Everyone knew that they had to repay this rare generosity and trust with their heart.

In the afternoon, the sun shines gently, and Ran He hugs the children and falls into a short dream. This is a sweet nap in the day that no one can disturb.

At this time, Xiao Gou Dan came late with the fruits of his labor - two baskets of fresh mushrooms. He forgot the time because he was immersed in the gift of nature.

He carefully placed the first basket of mushrooms outside the door, fearing to disturb Ran He's family's rest. He turned around and carried another basket, thinking in his mind that he would wait for the right time to enter the house again.

When Ran He witnessed Xiaogoudan's considerate behavior, a warm feeling surged in his heart. It was the recognition and pride for the innocence and kindness of the little boy.

After settling the bill, she urged Gougoudan to go home quickly to enjoy lunch. She knew very well the child's self-esteem and independence, and any attempts to keep him would only add to his burden.

The dried mushrooms slowly lost moisture in the afternoon sun and became easy to preserve. Ran He carefully checked each one to ensure that they could be stored in that mysterious space in the best condition.

At the same time, Wu's mother embarked on the journey home, a journey that always seemed particularly long to her.

Due to financial constraints, they could not take a comfortable ox cart and could only measure the way step by step on foot.

When she finally arrived home, her brother and sister-in-law had already finished their meal, and her arrival did not seem to cause much surprise.

Mrs. He's lukewarm question was like a bucket of cold water poured over her head, leaving Mother Wu with mixed feelings.

In the past, her mother's home, which she protected with all her might, was the most solid support in her heart. But now it seems to be nothing more than a self-deceiving dream.

This awakening filled Wu's mother's heart with hesitation and anxiety. She began to doubt whether the once unwavering emotional support was really worth her wholehearted dedication.