Dressed to be a grandmother

Chapter 395
"How is my aunt today? Did you sleep well? Eat deliciously? Did you tell me what's uncomfortable?"

Chen Zhaodi answered one by one, and Chen Daliu felt relieved, and then couldn't help but mutter: "You and Li Jia have to pay more attention recently, and if your aunt feels uncomfortable, you should tell me right away, the village has all oxen and carts ready I'm going..."

"I don't know what my aunt asked me to do. There is nothing to worry about in the village. The wild boar is being smoked, and the chickens have been sent to the villages as promised. Continue to burn bricks..."

Listening to the village chief's chatter, Chen Zhaodi kept nodding her head. Later, even she felt that the village chief was talking.

When Chen Daliu arrived at the tree house, he saw Bai Xi sitting on the wooden slum, while Xiao Hei was lying on the side with half-closed eyes. The smooth and snow-white fur would look ugly, but Chen Daliu saw The gaze towards Xiao Hei was a little more intimate.

He greeted Bai Xi first, then sat down without rushing, and asked Xiao Hei a few words, although Xiao Hei was digesting and absorbing the half-flooded dragon's meat, he ignored him.

"Grandma, you are looking for me, but what is your order?"

Bai Xi didn't talk nonsense, because she knew that if she talked too much, she would definitely be tired of worrying, so she pointed to the bottom of the stairs and said, "You find someone to carry those five bags of rice and share them with everyone." .”

When the words fell, before Chen Daliu could react, he solemnly warned: "Remember, this rice is different from other rice. When you tell everyone to cook, if there are less than five people, just grab a handful. For more than one person, half a cup is enough, but don’t cook too much.”

When Chen Daliu heard it, his face was confused: "Grandma, is there something wrong with this rice?"

"There's nothing wrong with it, it's just that this rice yields a lot of food. As for the taste, you'll know it after eating it!" After Bai Xi finished speaking, she waved to Chen Daliu: "Okay, you can go to work."

It’s hard to explain, but you’ll know when you’ve done it once.

This rice is what Bai Xi put in the Qiankun bag before, it is not the food of this world, it has a little spiritual energy, but it is not considered spiritual rice, but it is good for people's health, the most important thing is that it can eat a lot, a small handful of rice is enough Can cook a pot full.

When Bai Xi passed through a small world when he was practicing in the Three Thousand Worlds, he saw many victims there, so he thought of giving alms. .

If she hadn't thought of it by accident, she wouldn't have thought about finding a way to get it out of the Qiankun bag.

Although she hasn't left the tree house for the past few days, she also knows that every household in the village is praying for her. Pray devoutly for two or three hours in front of the longevity lamp.

Bai Xi wanted to stop her, but since she didn't come out of the tree house, it wasn't easy to show that she knew about it, and because the villagers valued and cared for her, it was useless to stop her, unless she was already alive and kicking around.

The villagers loved and cherished her so much, Bai Xi's heart softened and softened.

No, she was able to open the universe bag today, so she simply took out the rice and asked Chen Daliu to share it with everyone, so that everyone can have enough food.

Knowing Bai Xi's temperament, Chen Daliu didn't refuse. If the aunt didn't focus on the village, she wouldn't bring Xiao Hei into the mountains. Now that the aunt still doesn't forget the stomachs of the villagers when she is recuperating, how can he let him down.

Chen Daliu had never seen the rice bag before. It wasn't a sack or a snakeskin bag. It was slippery and had a hint of light on it. Looking closely, it seemed to have silver threads inside.

Chen Daliu opened his mouth to ask, but after thinking about it, his aunt said that the rice was different, so it would be tiring for her to ask again!

Bags woven with silver thread, this is incredible. In ancient times, silver thread was used to weave clothes and offer them to the palace.

The rice bag is woven with silver thread. Could it be that my aunt bought it from God with her luck?

Chen Daliu swallowed his saliva, and his breathing suddenly became short of breath. He specially asked Chen Zhaodi to go downstairs to watch the wind, and pay attention to whether there were any educated youths passing by, and then he began to carry rice downstairs.

Since my aunt said that this rice is different, then too many people should not know about it.

How Mi got to the tree house, Chen Daliu didn't dare to think about it, and he didn't dare to ask, leaking the secret is not a good thing, if the retribution happens to the aunt, it would be a bad heart!
The five bags of rice were soon carried down by Chen Daliu to the tree house, and Bai Xi went back to bed and continued to lie down. If she didn't lie down, Chen Zhaodi ordered her to keep talking.

Chen Daliu carried the rice to the ancestral hall, and after work in the afternoon, he quietly notified each household to send people to the ancestral hall to collect the rice. Except for the people from Niuluo Village, none of the educated youths from outside knew about the food distribution in the village today.

This rice was specially obtained by my aunt for the village, and those who disrespected my aunt would not even try to touch it.

A bag of rice doesn't look like much, but it weighs three hundred catties. No wonder he has practiced martial arts for so long, and it still feels heavy to carry a bag of rice.

When the rice bag was opened, Chen Daliu and the others were dumbfounded.

I saw that the rice was half the size of the rice they had seen before, and it was crystal clear and a little shiny. When the rice bag was opened, an indescribable rice fragrance wafted out, and it made my stomach feel hungry.

Chen Daliu looked at the several clan elders who had been invited to host, and saw that the oldest person stood up leaning on a cane, and his originally lifeless eyes suddenly burst into a fierce light.

He glanced at the people in the courtyard of the ancestral hall, and then said in a deep voice: "I repeat, my aunt tried her best to get this rice for everyone. White-eyed wolf. This matter, you have to rot in your stomach, and the rice can only be in the village, and half a grain cannot be taken out of the village."

There are married girls in the village, so the natal family is reluctant to bear the suffering of their daughters, and it is not uncommon to subsidize them secretly, but other things are fine, and this rice is definitely not good, so let's talk about it first.

Seeing everyone nodding their heads, the old patriarch of the Chen clan answered.

"Let us know who eats the rice and still has his own little thoughts. If he doesn't respect his aunt, don't blame us old men for being cruel." They have lived for so long anyway, if there are really unworthy descendants in the village , then they will go all out and drag him into the coffin.

Everyone said that they would not, and made a special promise to swear.

Swearing in the ancestral hall is a very serious matter, and no one in Niuluo Village dares to violate it.

Soon, the rice was distributed.

Chen Daliu didn't distribute all the rice, and each household distributed ten catties, and 860 catties were distributed, and the rest was stored in the ancestral hall. Such good rice is hard to come by.

(End of this chapter)