The husband is the hunter

Chapter 147

To Litui's surprise, Fang Lin was not angry, but smiled and said, "If I were the one who enslaved others, I wouldn't cook for myself."

Fang Lin knew that these people were used to staying in the mountains and didn't know much about the world. Although their words were not pleasant, they were not malicious.

Fang Lin didn't agree with Litui's method of eating first after working too hard. She said to Aunt Lin and Wu Chunmei, "I'll put the rice in a basin and bring it out later. Aunt Lin and sister Wu will help scoop it out. Tell the children to eat first, they are too young to be hungry, and the adults will eat after they have finished eating."

Wu Chunmei's six-year-old son also came with her. She glanced at Fang Lin a little anxiously, "Brother Gu was busy playing all morning and didn't do much work. Ask him to eat with me."

"Children, it's normal to play. He might feel uncomfortable just eating with adults." Fang Lin smiled, "Sister Wu, don't worry, I think he is having fun with other little playmates."

Wu Chunmei explained, "I'm busy on weekdays, and his father can't hunt anymore, so he stays at home all day, and I haven't seen other children." Wu Chunmei's husband went hunting in the mountains last winter, but met After killing the wolves, he desperately saved his life and came back, but he could no longer draw a bow and shoot an arrow.

The children were already very hungry, and Fang Lin brought out the food, which was still hot and smelling like meat, and they immediately gathered around.

Aunt Lin smiled when she saw the dishes on the plates, "Don't say Nanshan's daughter-in-law is bad, look at the dishes they cook, we can't even eat them on weekdays."

No, few people in the mountains know how to farm. They can at most pick some wild vegetables for a change of taste, but there are many dangers in the mountains, and picking wild vegetables can’t go too far, so the most common food in the mountain people’s homes is meat, steamed meat, stewed meat, etc. Meat, grilled meat, boiled meat, and the lard they refine is only used for cooking, because fried meat is too greasy.

The women, who knew each other and didn't know each other, were chattering away. It was a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl who was unconvinced just now, blushing, and apologized to Fang Lin, "Sister-in-law, I don't know... I misunderstood you, sorry."

Fang Lin didn't take her words to heart at all, and smiled at her, "You're hungry, don't worry, you can eat right away."

The little girl shook her head, but her stomach growled uncontrollably. She was so embarrassed that she wanted to find a crack in the ground to get down, but suddenly she heard Fang Lin say, "There are hot steamed buns in the kitchen, you can eat a pad first."

A child finished his meal and stood in front of the washbasin with an empty bowl that had been licked clean, "Grandma, can I have another bowl?"

Mrs. Lin looked at Fang Lin, saw her nodding, and then added some more to the bowl. Aunt Li wondered, "What are you doing? Huang Can has a thin skin. It's the first time I've seen him." He took the initiative to ask for extra food at other people's homes."

This Aunt Lin is none other than Aunt Li's biological mother and Huang's biological mother, and Huang Can is her biological grandson.The situation of their family is not good. Mr. Huang is getting old, and the two brothers of Huang's family have old injuries. The prey they hunted is barely enough to eat, and there will be nothing more.Huang Can is already ten years old, half a child, poor old man, Uncle Li and Aunt Li know their situation, so they often take Huang Can to live with them for a few days, but the child has a good face and eats half full every time. My aunt can't do anything about him.

Fang Lin smiled, "It's pimple soup, made with good noodles. Cook it while putting it in the pot. If my aunt likes to eat it, ask Xiaoyu to learn from me and make it for you when the time comes."

(End of this chapter)