I repeat the same work every day, but the few old people who come here to help are considerate of each other. They are all old people. They work slowly, but no one will say anything. There are no one here, just a few old men.

No one cares what you are doing all day? Just finish everything the captain has assigned.

I cleaned the cowshed ground except Lao Yezi, and returned to the house to rest for a while. I was making some breakfast. As soon as I entered the thatched hut, I saw a pottery jar placed in the corner of the table against the wall. He knew this pottery jar, the one containing the meat porridge.

Mr. Chu was still thinking, could the girl from Manyue have returned to the village? But it is unlikely that this girl has just been away for a few days and said before that she would not return to the village for a long time.

Could it be that Xiao Linzi took it from his own family? It should be that he took the jar before, and it is not surprising that he has cooked something and brought it back.

However, as soon as he opened the jar, Mr. Chu knew that he had guessed wrongly. The rice cooked by his grandson was only cooked and could be eaten. This meat porridge was definitely not the work of his grandson.

Just as he was thinking about Chu Molin, he went to the cowshed and went straight into the thatched house where his grandfather lived. He saw his grandfather holding the jar and watching over there.

"Master, have you gone up the mountain?" Chu Molin looked at the pottery jar in the old man's hand and asked in confusion.

The old man has never cooked food on himself. What's wrong with him today?

"No! I thought you brought it to you." Old Master Chu immediately shook his head when he heard him.

"It's not me, so it must be a full moon. Only the three of us know about that place." Chu Molin said in a very affirmative tone.

The villagers usually don’t come here, and it’s difficult to get up the mountain from here, so no one is willing to go to the mountain here to chop firewood or hunt, only a few Zhiqing, occasionally, they will pick up some dead trees at the foot of the mountain here and go back to burn the fire.

"Hasn't the girl from the Moon just left for a few days? And she has to go to work today, how could she still be here? But smelling the fragrance of this porridge is the same as the can sent by the Moon girl before." Old Master Chu became even more confused after hearing his words.

"Master, are there no notes this time?" Chu Molin looked at the porridge in Mr. Chu's hand, then looked at the table that was placed in the corner and had legs missing, and asked the old man.

"No, I just went to clean the cowshed. When I came here, I only had this can of porridge here." Old Master Chu shook his head and went again, answering at the place where the porridge was just put.

"Okay, Master, you eat, I'll go back first." Chu Molin turned around and prepared to leave. The educated youth spots were cooking separately, and there were several small groups there. He didn't want to get involved in them, so he opened the fire alone.

"Eat together! The girl from the full moon must have made you a portion. The weather is hot now. It's time to put this porridge in the afternoon. It's time to waste it. You can't waste it." Mr. Chu reached out and grabbed his grandson who was about to go out, and dragged him to the lame table.

Chu Molin did not refuse, and took out the two bowls next to him and poured out the meat. It was just as if each person had a big bowl.

Mr. Chu was afraid that his mouth would smell after eating meat, so he kept keeping those wild vegetables here. After eating meat, he chewed a few leaves of wild vegetables to cover up the smell of meat in his mouth, so that others would not smell it and would not be told by others.

With this status, he has to be careful in everything and cannot be burdened by his grandson, nor can he be burdened by the full moon.
Chapter completed!