Chapter 27: The prison food is unpalatable

"Ah Li, Ah Li girl, come back and add fire!"

Shen Sanzhi called happily over there, Du Ruoli knew that the meat was cooked, and it was time to stir-fry the cakes.

Tie her sister behind her back again and put a thick cloth over her head. My sister was tired of playing and slept behind her back.

Back in front of the stove, Shen Sanzhi poked the pork leg stem with chopsticks, and the chopsticks passed through the meat, proving that it was not far from deboning. The fire was already blazing, and she quickly grabbed a piece of dough, slapped it into a circle and pasted it to the edge of the pot.

The whole action is smooth and smooth, and she is worthy of being the most capable daughter-in-law of the Du family.

The cake is pasted, the mushrooms are put into the pot, the lid is closed, and the pot is gurgling, giving off a deadly aroma.

Du Ruoli wanted to take back the previous words, burning the fire is not the easiest job, it is the most deadly job.

I really want to hit a bowl and gobble it up!

Finally, it's time for dinner.

Everyone lined up in a long line, and the aunt waved a big spoon and gave everyone a spoonful of pork mushrooms, half of each pork mushroom, a spoonful of soup, a white flour cake, and a black bun.

Looking at the food in their hands, everyone almost burst into tears.

The vast majority of the Du family had never eaten such an arrogant meal; The Zhao family used to eat much better than this, but after more than a month of prison life, they haven't seen meat for a long time; Twenty heavy prisoners, who were in prison longer and poorly fed; Even if they are errand soldiers, they are the lowest level of coolies, how many times can they eat like this? The main thing is that they can still eat well here, and not be killed by wild boars, which is already a great luck.

The aroma of the food went straight to the nose, and someone finally couldn't help it, picked up a piece of meat and put it in his mouth: "Well, it's delicious, it's delicious." ”

Others are no longer in a daze, or eat meat first, or drink soup first, or eat with bread dipped in broth. On the huge field, there was a sighing sound.

Lu Jizhou glanced at the audience and buried his head in eating meat.

Du Ruoli squatted face to face with her three partners and formed a small circle.

Because Du Ruoying loves to eat fatty meat, Zhou Daya loves to eat internal organs, Du Ruozhen loves to gnaw bones, and Du Ruoli loves to eat lean meat. Several people made an exchange, holding their favorite and eating with relish.

Today's collective meal, because Lu Jizhou and the Zhao family were generous, everyone ate extraordinarily.

After a meal, Lu Jizhou and Mrs. Zhao became the backbone of the team. Patriarch Lu Changxing was unwilling to be loyal to Lu Zhi, but he couldn't do anything.

Du Ruoli was in a complicated mood.

She has no opinion on Mrs. Zhao, only admires. An old, weak, sick and disabled, but the spirit does not fall, and the old lady has made great contributions. His own food is not rich, and he can take out a hundred catties of grain at once to feed people he doesn't know, which shows his generosity and vastness.

But Lu Jizhou, she doesn't know how to judge. Let's call him reliable, he has committed a grave sin that is only one level lower than the death penalty, and he is almost heinous. Let's say that he is unreliable, and he saved many lives at a critical moment, and he was extremely generous afterwards. Yes, he has always been generous, and with her fire, he gave a pheasant and a rabbit leg as a reward.

Whether this person is genuinely for the team, or has other purposes, she can't tell.

Let's take a look again!

No, she didn't mind ending him, she would never allow another mountain on her head.

In the afternoon, Ji Tong and the others finally returned, and one of the wounded they brought with them died, and one could no longer stand up, so he stayed and did not follow.

Eight wild boars, so that he lost five of his men, more than a hundred taels of silver.

On the other hand, in the battle of people and pigs in the back, Ji Tong came to Lu Jizhou and personally untied the chains and shackles for him: "Ji believes that you will not run, will not commit any more crimes, and will no longer treat you as a serious criminal." But you also have to promise Ji that if you have difficulties in the future, you will help out. ”

"Oh!"

Lu Jizhou rubbed his numb ankle joints and said without raising his head.

Ji Tong was not annoyed, and left with a smile.

It is not advisable to stay overnight, less than two hours before dark. The team had to reach a village 15 miles away before dark.

Walking four kilometers in an hour doesn't sound like much, but the weights plus the ruggedness and mud are terrible.

Arriving at the destination, a place called Xiaowang Village, Du Ruoli felt that her legs and waist were no longer her own. She sent most of her luggage into the space, and her sister also sent it into the space, carrying only a few pounds of things, not to mention others.

As soon as they arrived at the place, they all lay down and hummed.

Originally, the expected place to settle was the next big village, and Xiaowang Village was not capable of accepting a thousand exile troops. Ji Tong divided the prisoners into two groups, one group was men, who lived in the threshing floor at the head of the village. One group is women, scattered to each family. Whether it's in the open air, or in a barn, or in a house, whatever the owner's family wants.

Du Ruoli was assigned to an old woman's house, and with her were Du Ruoying's mother and daughter, Zhou's mother-in-law and sister-in-law, Du Ruozhen and her grandmother.

The old woman had no children, and her wife died a few years ago, and she was taken away from the land by the clan and rushed to live in a thatched house at the end of the village. There were two thatched huts, which were ventilated on all sides, and were almost empty except for a few stoves made of broken stones, a clay pot and a broken quilt, and a few rotten clothes.

The old woman pushed open the door and said to the new guest, "If you don't dislike it, just stay in the house, so that it doesn't rain." ”

Santang's grandmother, that is, Du Ruozhen's grandmother, said: "Where did the old sister say, we are in trouble here, it would be good for someone to take it in, why would you dislike it?" If you want to dislike it, you should dislike us. ”

The old woman's bitter walnut face showed a faint smile. It's been a long, long time since I've laughed, and I'm almost forgetting how to laugh:

"Don't dislike it, don't dislike it, it's too late to like it. Come in, the old woman will boil you hot water to drink. ”

"Thank you, old sister!"

"Thank you, auntie!"

"Thank you, mother-in-law!"

Du Ruoli and the others thanked one after another, and then stepped into the thatched hut and laid luggage on the ground.

Hearing the sound of footsteps in the next room, Du Ruoli hurried over and took the clay pot in the old woman's hand: "Mother-in-law, I'll come." ”

"Good girl!" The old woman handed the clay pot to Du Ruoli, reached out to touch her head, and retracted it.

Du Ruoli pretended not to see it, came to the sleeping room with her, and poured a bowl of water for everyone.

When the water came, the old woman went out, and listened to the footsteps to go to the village. Du Ruoli and the others took out the black buns issued by the servants, soaked them in hot water and softened them.

After coming for more than 20 days, Du Ruoli has not eaten this kind of black bun. I almost spit it out when I bit it. Made with aged wild vegetables and bran, Nima prison rice is really unpalatable.

When she was hesitating how to get out of this bowl of prison rice, she heard someone from an outsider call her: "Sister Du, Sister Du Ruoli, are you there?" ”