Transmigrated as My Aunt in the 70s-Chapter 26 - 0 Feast

In the evening, he should cautiously remind Ah Nan to make sure everything she does is clean and tidy. After effortlessly erasing the traces for Tian Sisi, he strolled out with hands clasped behind his back, feeling very good about himself. He has now confirmed that there is a mysterious person helping Tian Sisi from the shadows. Although he is not sure whether it is Lord Bai Yuan or not, he is certain that this person means the Tian Family no harm. Thinking of the old man's words about the Tian Family's prosperity for a hundred years, his heart suddenly felt aglow with warmth.

Granny Zhao carried a chicken and a rabbit as she entered. Seeing the Old Man about to go out, she asked in surprise, "What are you doing in the kitchen?"

It was well-known that the Old Man was never willing to enter the kitchen. The Old Man, a bit of a male chauvinist, believed that the kitchen tasks should be the domain of women, and that men should just take care of the big issues outside. The Old Man coughed and said, "I'm just walking around."

Granny Zhao didn't think much of it. She lifted the lid off the jar and muttered to herself in confusion, "Huh, I clearly remember that only half a jar of rice was left yesterday. How come after cooking meals last night and this morning, there's still half a jar left?"

"Maybe you remembered it wrong?" The Old Man chuckled secretly. Ah Nan's issue would definitely have to be mentioned to the old lady. She was the chief manager of the household; nothing could escape her eyes, and it would be impossible to keep it from her. Granny Zhao didn't give it another thought, assuming she had indeed remembered wrong, lamenting over how her memory was deteriorating with age.

However, when she approached the stove to start cooking, she realized it wasn't her failing memory; something truly was amiss. She clearly remembered the level of the oil in the bottle being at the bottle neck this morning. How come the oil level seemed to have gone up after cooking? Something didn't sit right. Remembering how the Old Man, who never set foot in the kitchen, did today, Granny Zhao's first thought was that the Old Man had secretly added rice and oil. But she quickly dismissed the idea. All financial control was in her hands; where would the Old Man get the money to buy rice and oil?

Granny Zhao gave up thinking about it, deciding to just directly ask the Old Man in the evening. She was never one to waste effort overthinking; she preferred to ask directly if there was an issue. Guessing back and forth was just too mentally taxing. That's why she got along so well with the equally straightforward Li Yuedi, who walked in carrying freshly picked greens from the garden. Granny Zhao happily handed over the cooking to her sister-in-law.

Li Yuedi did not refuse and took the spatula gracefully. The two sisters-in-law worked in tandem, one tending the fire and the other stir-frying. Since there were quite a lot of dishes to prepare, Granny Zhao used both pots on the stove, one for cooking rice, the other for stir-frying, and even set up a smaller stove for simmering wild chicken soup.

Tian Sisi had nothing to do and played with little Niu Niu, peeling peanuts for him to eat. Tian Xinhua and others couldn't sit idle. Seeing there was nothing to help with in the kitchen, they ran up the mountain to gather firewood. Before long, a few adolescent boys each returned home with a big bundle of firewood.

Before noon, Tian Bajin and the others finished their work. They fetched some hot water from the kitchen, washed their faces and hands, and then entered the room. As soon as they walked in, they were greeted by the aroma of meat, which made the stomachs of those who had worked hard all morning rumble. Zhu Qingping felt embarrassed, standing at the door, not daring to come in. Tian Jinhua pulled her inside—the agreement from last night still stood, and today they were to make amends to Ah Nan.

Tian Sisi saw Zhu Qingping and straightforwardly called her "sister-in-law." In her view, what happened last night was not a big deal at all. Besides, Zhu Qingping hadn't done it on purpose. Zhu Qingping's face reddened even more after being addressed so directly. She stammered, "Ah Nan, I'm really sorry about last night. Please don't hold it against me."

"What are you talking about, sister-in-law? What happened last night? Come on, take Niu Niu to eat. We have delicious food for lunch today!" Tian Sisi replied with a smile. Even though she didn't blame Zhu Qingping, she actually felt that Zhu Qingping's personality was not to her liking, feeling they really didn't have much in common to talk about.

The Old Man and Granny Zhao were very pleased with their granddaughter's manner. Although they also blamed Zhu Qingping, after all, they were one family. If they had held onto the grudge, it would show that they were petty. Family disputes were not impressive — the truly capable showed their strengths outside the home; that was real talent!

The table was laden with a large bowl of braised rabbit, a large bowl of stewed wild chicken, a bowl of scrambled eggs with spring onions, a bowl of stir-fried chicken giblets and blood with preserved vegetables, a bowl of green vegetable rolls, a bowl of pan-fried tofu, and another large bowl of steamed sweet potatoes. Each dish was brimming with quantity and quality.

Everyone gazed at the sumptuous dishes on the table and couldn't help but swallow their saliva. My goodness! This spread was even more opulent than a New Year's feast! Granny Zhao cheerfully invited everyone to sit down for the meal, telling them not to stand on ceremony. Due to the large number of people, Granny Zhao set up two tables, one large and one small. The men sat together at the larger table, while the women and children sat around the smaller one, with Tian Sisi being called over to join the men, conveniently seated next to Tian Xinhua and the Old Man.

The Old Man was in an excellent mood and had Granny Zhao bring out a jug of alcohol, pouring a small cup for both Tian Bajin and Tian Mantu. The Tian family men were all fond of drinking, from the oldest to the youngest, everyone could take a few sips. However, these days, the grains harvested from the fields were barely enough to fill their stomachs, let alone spare any for brewing alcohol. The harvested sorghum barely provided enough for the Old Man and Tian Bajin to drink for a year, so others could only covet a few sips and didn't dare to drink more.

Everyone enjoyed the meal tremendously, devouring the meat in large bites and sipping their alcohol in small ones. Granny Zhao ordered them to finish all the dishes without leaving any leftovers, as they would make fresh food for dinner. With Granny Zhao's decree, nobody hesitated anymore; they ate ravenously like hungry tigers, taking huge bites.

The Old Man served a chicken drumstick to Tian Sisi, but she passed it to Tian Xinhua. "Brother Xin Hua, you have the drumstick. Next time we can go to the mountain to scavenge for meat again, right?" She whispered this last part into Tian Xinhua's ear. Tian Xinhua gave her a sidelong glance, "You're dreaming. There's not that much meat out there waiting for you to pick up."

He didn't stand on ceremony, munching down the chicken leg and picking wings and feet for her. Ah Nan preferred the bony parts of chicken over the drumsticks. Tian Sisi happily looked at the chicken wings and feet, thinking that the original host and herself had similar tastes.

"Thanks, Brother Xin Hua, I love gnawing on chicken feet."

Tian Xinhua looked disdainfully at Tian Sisi snacking on the chicken feet, her hands greasy as she elegantly spat out the bones, her mouth also smeared with oil. He frowned, pulled out her floral handkerchief from her pocket, and wiped the oil from her hands and mouth, but his words were merciless, "Look at you, all greasy-faced. You must've been a dog in a previous life, how else could you love gnawing on bones so much?"

Tian Sisi rolled her eyes at him and wiped her oily hands on Tian Xinhua's clothes, "You're the dog here."

The Tian family watched Tian Sisi and Tian Xinhua bickering with smiling eyes. Among the many cousins, Ah Nan and Xinhua had the best relationship and bickered the most. Tian Shouhua watched his brother with a beaming smile, thinking to himself, "Keep arguing, it's better if you keep it up until we've finished eating."

At lunch, everyone ate their fill until their mouths were greasy, and the dishes were polished off completely. Even the soup in the pot had been consumed by Tian Jinhua and the other young folk, who cleaned their rice with it. Everyone patted their full bellies contentedly; today's meal had been sufficiently oily to last for days. The rice in the pot had also been devoured clean. Tian Sisi only nibbled on the chicken feet and wings and a few pieces of rabbit meat before feeling full, and the rest of her rice was taken and eaten by Tian Xinhua.

Tian Xinhua ate her leftovers and yet still complained about her, "Only I don't mind eating your leftovers. How much of your leftover food have I eaten by now? But how can you eat so little? You don't even have two ounces of flesh on your body. Villagers won't like a girl like you, be careful or you might have trouble getting married."

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Tian Sisi couldn't be bothered with him. Humph, where was she thin? It was just a lean appearance, but she had plenty of flesh on her body. Half a basin of sweet potatoes remained on the table. With so much delicious food, no one wanted to eat something as coarse as sweet potatoes. Tian Sisi took a piece and ate it slowly. Sweet potatoes were, after all, great food for beauty, detoxing, and losing weight.

The leftover bones were collected by Li Yuedi into a large bowl, intending to feed them to Da Huang. Poor Da Huang hadn't had a full meal since birth. In these hard times, not only people but even dogs struggled to get enough food. Today, Da Huang was finally going to have a good meal.