When it comes to dinner, there are really many people who realize that they haven't been able to eat half a drop of water for most of the day in order to be busy.

For a time, many people who were prepared rushed to take out something or eat or drink.

The Li family had already prepared the ingredients, and waited for Meng Ge and them to go back to the pot. Moving here now is just a matter of re-igniting the fire.

Speaking of food, those mountain people swallowed their saliva unconsciously. They walked to the side in despair, squatted together, took out the gray and hard nests of wild vegetables from their bosoms, and chewed them stiffly on the water that had been brought from the stream.

Meng Ge looked around and found that it was just that kind of gray-faced nest, and they couldn't eat it to their heart's content. Some people also regret that they only broke a small piece and chewed it with a whole bamboo tube of cold water.

This is a portrayal of the lives of ordinary people in the Qi and Song dynasties today.

Meng Ge couldn't bear it, so he asked Li to take out some more rice, boil porridge in a big clay pot, and let all the hardy cakes and steamed buns he had prepared take out and put aside.

"Sister, are you going to invite them to dinner?" Meng Mao rubbed to Meng Ge's side and asked softly.

He actually sympathized with those people. has suffered from Meng Ge for so many years, and he has never eaten a gray-faced nest like that.

Wu'er told him that they were all steamed from sorghum flour with husks mixed with wild vegetables.

"It's astringent, it's hard, and it makes your throat feel good. Liu'er said with a bitter face.

It was a common food for the poor. In times of famine when there is no food, such a nest is also a luxury.

Five children and six children have eaten a lot, and now that they think back on those tastes, I have to say that they are really lucky.

Fortunately, I met Meng Ge and others at the most difficult moment, and I was lucky that they would not have to suffer like that in the future.

Since following Mengo, they have enjoyed both food and clothing.

The Mongo siblings also took every opportunity to teach them survival skills and read and write, which is what all the village children aspire to.

While they are grateful, they also know that such an opportunity is rare. Even if there was once the idea of finding his father and then working for Meng Ge as a family, the three of them, mother and son, still felt that it was not enough to repay Meng Ge for saving his life.

However, the truth is always unsatisfactory, and Xing Dalang has been killed. Even after all these years, they have accepted this fact, but when they learn the truth, they are still sad.

Treat yourself and others. They had a buffer period of several years and were still so uncomfortable, which shows how heartbreaking it should have been for the Meng Ge sisters and brothers to suddenly lose their parents at that time.

Therefore, the family of three decided that they would never do anything to be sorry for the Meng Ge sisters and brothers in the future, and they would not allow others to bully them.

To meet their expectations, they will have to work harder in the future.

At least they don't want to go back to the time to gnaw on the ashes now.

"I'm going to help my mother light the fire. Wu'er said and ran back. Liu'er looked at the nests and ran quickly towards the convoy. As he ran, he said, "I'll help bake steamed buns." ”

Meng Ge looked at the two children who were frightened by the memories of the past, and knew that those nests were really hard to swallow.

Pity those mountain people, even this unwelcome nest has to be saved.

Meng Ge called out to Meng Mao and said, "You go and let those people come over, and say that I have something to discuss with them." ”

Meng Mao knew that Meng Ge was looking for another excuse to let those people come over to eat, so he ran away happily.

It's just that when he returned, he brought with him a few people who were in charge. When Meng Ge asked, he realized that it was some people passing by

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's family members are trapped in the convoy.

"It's not that we don't have food to eat, it's just that we have children in the car and want to ask for a bowl of hot soup, and we are willing to pay for it. "One of them is a very decent steward.

Their lord's house had been trapped here all day. The food prepared was also consumed in the same way. I thought that this was the time to feel the place to stay.

This is the end of ill-conceived thought, who can blame.

Meng Ge is not a selfish person, since she can help others with a single hand, she does not care about them.

It's just that there are a lot of those people, and it's not good to let Li do everything alone.

"I'll give you the materials, and you can find a way to make it yourself. We're the only one here who can make things, and we can't do anything. Mongo pointed to the truckload of spare eating gus.

This is a surprise, and those people naturally don't have any complaints. They weren't the ones who bought the things in the white house, so they naturally bought the things in Menggo's car at the market price or higher.

Meng Ge prepared a lot of things, the most grains were grains, and the rest were some pickled vegetables and dried vegetables that were easy to store. There are also a lot of fresh dishes, but some wilts.

There is also a lot of meat, such as bacon and dried meat. And a roe deer that was just hit this morning.

These things were bought, and there was not much less.

The mountain people who came to talk about things bought those exquisite grains and meat dishes, and they all stood aside with envy and swallowed their saliva.

That meat is nothing. There is a lot of prey in the mountains, and if they are willing to think of it, they can eat meat.

It's just that those grains, they have never enjoyed such exquisite rice noodles at all. That's what they yearn for the most.

The young man looked at the crystal clear, reminiscent grains of rice, and asked the man next to him: "Uncle, are you sure that those are really rice, not the stones in the hole in the lower reaches of our river valley?"

When the man was a child, he ate rice. At that time, the world was fine, and their village was not visited by floods.

It's just that many years have passed, and he has long forgotten the taste.

"That's really rice, it's good rice. The man struggled to withdraw his gaze from the still full car, and said.

Mongo listened to all their conversations, and something crossed his mind, but he couldn't catch it.

She and Ding Hatmeng personally sliced the stewed soft bacon into slices, sandwiched them in the cakes and steamed buns baked by Meng Mao, and placed them on the clean oilcloth spread on the side.

Li boiled the porridge and came over to help cut the pickles, and by the way, he added seasonings to the blanched fresh vegetables and mixed them.

Wu'er Liu'er diligently took out the dishes and chopsticks from the car, put porridge one by one, and placed them on the edge of the oilcloth.

Meng Ge saw that it was almost over, so he called someone to eat.

"Well, I don't like people watching me eat. You will be ready to eat something with me. Let's discuss while eating. When is it convenient to go to your village to have a look?" Meng Ge picked up the bowl in front of him, and greeted the mountain people sitting on the ground around the oilcloth very casually.

Meng Mao sat next to the young man, directly picked up the bowl in front of him and stuffed it into his hand, took a piece of cake and a steamed bun to him, and helped him with two chopsticks by the way.

Seeing this, the rest of the people followed suit and stuffed food into the hands of the mountain people.

Some of these coachmen were hired by Meng Ge temporarily, and some were given to Meng Ge by people from the Shi family. After a few days together, everyone already knew the habits of the Meng Ge siblings.

Ding hated Meng picked up the bowl and ate, and said while eating: "You're welcome, our son-in-law is so atmospheric." ”