The Peasant Wife Has a Space

"Comrade Xiulan, you're welcome!"

Jiang Cheng said, and buried himself in eating.

He gave Zhao Xiulan the braised pork to eat, but Jiang Cheng didn't move a piece.

He was thinking of leaving all the delicious food for Zhao Xiulan to eat, it really doesn't matter if he eats it or not.

Jiang Cheng knew that the conditions in the production team were poor, and the rural people could not get food stamps and meat stamps through work like the urban people, so it was not easy to eat a meal of meat.

So let Zhao Xiulan eat a little more, and if he wants to eat later, he will naturally have the opportunity to eat again.

Now I have finally bought meat in a state-run restaurant, so I have to give it to Zhao Xiulan.

Zhao Xiulan saw that Jiang Cheng was always beckoning her to eat, but she didn't eat it at all. In turn, she called Jiang Cheng to eat some herself, "Comrade Jiang Cheng, don't just eat me alone, you can eat too!"

Jiang Cheng smiled naively, "Comrade Xiulan, I used to eat so much when I was working that I was tired of eating. You can eat it, don't worry about me!"

How could Zhao Xiulan believe Jiang Cheng's words?

In this era, the conditions were poor, even if Jiang Cheng's job was good, he wouldn't eat meat every day, how could he get tired of eating meat.

He was afraid that he would not eat it on purpose and let her eat it.

Zhao Xiulan didn't say anything, just took a few pieces of braised pork from the bowl and put it in Jiangcheng's bowl, and then came, "I have to eat it if I'm tired, I can't finish it all by myself, let's eat it together. Alone. It’s boring to eat, only two people feel good. If you don’t eat it, then I won’t eat it either.”

Jiang Cheng was still thinking of rejecting it, but seeing that Zhao Xiulan gave him the meat, she did it herself, Jiang Cheng was really reluctant to refuse.

"Well, then I'll eat, I'll accompany you to eat!"

Jiang Cheng said, and hurriedly stuffed the two pieces of meat from Zhao Xiulan into his mouth.

I don't know if it's a psychological effect, Jiang Cheng always felt that the meat that Zhao Xiulan gave him tasted extraordinarily delicious, ten times better than the meat he ate on weekdays!

The two of them had a beautiful meal, but the food was almost finished. Jiang Cheng had a big appetite and was very able to eat, and most of the food was eaten by Jiang Cheng.

There was half a bowl of noodles left in Zhao Xiulan's bowl, and she couldn't eat her stomach.

Seeing the half bowl of noodles, Zhao Xiulan said a little embarrassedly, "That Comrade Jiangcheng, I can't eat enough, and the remaining half bowl of noodles can't be eaten, it's a bit of a waste."

Noodles are nothing else, and it's not good to take them back for others to eat.

But if you don't take it back, it's really a waste.

Needless to say, how precious food is these days, just half a bowl of noodles is something that many people cannot expect.

Jiang Cheng glanced at the noodles in front of Zhao Xiulan, and said nothing, turned directly to him, and took a big mouthful of chopsticks.

Jiang Cheng had a great appetite, and he ate quickly. Half a bowl of noodles went into his stomach in a few mouthfuls, and he even drank the soup in the bowl.

Zhao Xiulan stared at it for a while, opened her mouth, and it took a while to realize that Jiang Cheng actually helped her with all the noodles she ate.

"That Comrade Jiangcheng, forget it if you can't finish it. Why do you eat what I have left? There is still my saliva in this bowl, how dirty!"

Zhao Xiulan herself despised herself, but Jiang Cheng, like a normal person, didn't care at all.

"It's okay, Comrade Xiulan, your saliva is not dirty. I think the noodles you have eaten are fragrant. If you don't eat them, you will waste them. Anyway, I can eat as long as I can, so I just eat them."