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Chapter forty-seven a big guest(1/2)

Eating dumplings is a big deal.

Especially for the elderly couple who have a good meal at home, the preparations are even more complete.

Not too much meat though.

But the stuffing and the vegetables inside are really delicious.

Put five-spice noodles in the dish, this seasoning is really rare, and then add a little bit of sesame oil that I have saved for a year.

Hey.

That's called a fragrance.

Not to mention eating it cooked, even if it is eaten raw, it still tastes good when chewed.

This is also the reason why many old people like to pinch a little with their hands to taste the stuffing.

"Where does the girl's family come from?"

"For such a good bride, her family doesn't have to provide a little dowry. She is really cruel."

The old woman was squeezing the dumplings with her hands and mumbling, as if she felt the same way:

"We women have a cheap life."

"When I was young, I was almost sold as a child bride. Fortunately, your uncle married me~"

"Just like our little granddaughter, if she didn't occasionally eat something in front of us, our brat would throw her into the river and drown her."

Women, especially women in ancient times, are worthless.

Especially in times like this.

Most of them basically don't survive the time they are born.

The conditions at your home are almost as good as being thrown into the water and drowning, so you don't have to raise a child.

Only if the conditions are better, can we raise this little girl ruthlessly, and she will have to pay a dowry after she gets married.

Otherwise, how can I say it is a money-losing product?

Hearing the old lady mumbling, the old man was also laughing.

After all, how many years have passed?

The old woman only has this little ability.

Then the old man said with a smile:

"It'll be ready later. This stuffing can only be eaten once a year."

"Blessed is the little girl~"

Although there is a saying that a gentleman is far away from the chef.

But seriously.

To really make dumplings, everyone in the family has to be involved. This is really the family’s ultimate wealth.

So the old man can't run away either.

But instead of wrapping it with his hands, he can use a rolling pin to press the dumpling wrapper on the side.

Everyone is smiling.

Now that the conversation has ended, the bride doesn't seem to have any complaints.

He just said very understandingly:

"My family is not that cruel."

"The main reason is that there are too many brothers and sisters in the family, and no one can take care of food."

"There is so much food on the road, and this is what the family and the brothers have been saving for a long time."

"Nothing to complain about."

However, the old man seemed to hear a different feeling from this tone.

It's not really anything else.

It's like there's something wrong with the voice.

It's like speaking with a pinched throat.

But after thinking about it, the old man suppressed this idea.

Bride, this is normal.

Moreover, the family could only scrape together just one bag of raw corn, so one can imagine the hardship this family had.

What a poor little girl.

Thinking of this, the old man quietly grabbed the small porcelain bottle next to him.

"Snapped!"

A chopstick hit the old man's hand directly.

I don’t know how the old lady saw the movements behind him in such a dark environment when the whole room was pitch dark.

"Put a little more, just a little more."

"This little girl has been hungry on the road for so long. Please put a little more food in her belly."

"It tastes delicious to us~"

The old man was holding on to the small porcelain bottle that was less than a finger in length, as if there was some kind of treasure inside.

I don’t know which sentence the old woman heard and was touched, so she nodded.

"Hey Hey……"

The old man was very happy to get the permission.

He gently opened the lid of the small porcelain bottle with his hand.

In an instant, a passionate and speechless aroma filled the entire room in an instant.

sesame oil.

It's sesame oil!

This truly pure ancient-pressed sesame oil only costs less than a small bottle a year.

You can imagine what essence it is and what a strong fragrance it is.

The old man could even hear the bride's breathing becoming thicker.

"Put more in."

I carefully tipped the small porcelain bottle, and only saw a drop of oil falling from the light of the small lamp.

The old woman on the other side quickly stirred the fillings.

That's really fragrant.

The old man on the other side poured out all the sesame oil inside, and even put the small bottle in the corner of his mouth and rinsed it.

"Tsk tsk tsk tsk..."

"fragrant!"

Time passed by so slowly.

suddenly.

The old woman was using chopsticks to spread the stuffing in the small basin, and suddenly felt something was wrong.

Because he felt his hands were empty.

But that's not right, there should be a small amount of the meat filling left.

Ever since.

The old woman looked to the side.

But you won’t know it until you look at it, and you will be shocked when you look at it.

In the darkness, she saw that the bride seemed to be quietly wiping the meat with her hands and eating it.

See this scene.

The old lady's heart softened at first, and then she seemed to want to let the matter go.

But suddenly she felt something was wrong.

Because she found that the bride's hands seemed to become a little hairy under the light.

See here.

The old woman was shocked.

But he didn't make any unnecessary moves, as if he didn't find anything.
To be continued...
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