During famine years, I had a divination slip in hand, and my whole family ate chicken, duck, fish, a

Nowadays, whose pot isn't filled with dark, mushy cornbread, porridge, and pickled cabbage?

Forget about pork, there wasn't even a speck of oil in the bowl!

Families who had saved up some money to buy food now had to tighten their belts to pay the purchase fee for the male members of their household, and endure the harsh winter.

The man across the hall from Ye Youliang's house, who had just gotten into bed to eat some mixed grain porridge, stretched out his nose and sniffed it hard, saying with a face full of envy,

"Oh my, this is the smell of white rice, it smells so damn good! What kind of luck did Brother Youliang's family strike? They caught both a wolf and a roe deer, and sold them in town for a lot of money, right?"

Look at them, they're eating white rice today! We haven't seen a single grain of rice in months!

His wife slurped up a mouthful of mixed grain porridge, pouted, and said...

"Just eat! In this day and age, it's a blessing to have even a little bit of gruel to drink!"

Not only his family, but several neighbors couldn't resist coming out of their houses to enjoy the aroma of pork and white rice while munching on their cornbread...

Every household eats coarse food and wild vegetables, so why does his family eat meat every meal?

The village head's family had just sat down to eat on the kang (heated brick bed).

The youngest son, Ye Cuncai, glanced at the mixed grain and wheat flour noodles in his bowl, then at the plate of stir-fried pickled cabbage on the table. Suddenly, he felt his food was tasteless and complained.

"Dad, can you smell that? It's sauerkraut stewed with pork! There's never a speck of meat on our table, but why does Second Sister's house always smell like meat?"

"That's right! The other day we stewed pheasant and rabbit, yesterday we stewed mulberry, and today we're eating pork!"

The eldest son, Ye Cunfu, lost his appetite. "Pork costs more than thirty copper coins a pound! This afternoon I saw her hire an oxcart, and it came back loaded with grain and half a carcass of pork!"

"If you two are so capable, go up the mountain and hunt down the alpha wolf, then your father can eat meat and enjoy a life of luxury every day!"

The village head glanced at his two sons, tapped his bowl and chopsticks, and said, "What's the use of just being envious? Who has the luck of Second Sister, who can find prey as soon as she goes up the mountain?"

The two brothers exchanged a glance, then curled their lip in disgust.

"Who knows what incredible luck that girl had!"

"It's strange, really. In this weather, even an old hunter might not find anything after going up the mountain, yet she did?"

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Despite their jealousy, they had no idea that Ye Qingqing, who offered three coins a day for divination, could actually ensure that their family had chicken, duck, and fish at every meal!

"Dad, Second Sister, clear the table, dinner's ready!"

Li Chunyan carried a large bowl of sauerkraut stewed pork, placed it on the kang table with a thud, and said with a satisfied smile,

"Dad, Uncle Shuanzi, Dali and Dazhuang, you guys have a drink first. I'll stir-fry some pork and cabbage, shredded pork and radish, and wash a plate of scallions."

Old Man Ye quickly tried to stand up, but was stopped awkwardly.

"Dali's wife, stop cooking! Stop cooking! There's no way we can eat that much!"

This huge plate of meat is almost devoid of pickled cabbage, and it's still not enough?

"Uncle Shuanzi, don't worry about it. There's plenty of meat at home. Eat as much as you want!"

"I had to beg and plead with you to come over, so you have to have a few drinks with my dad!"

Li Chunyan spoke with unprecedented confidence, repeatedly saying, "I'll have Sanya bring a bowl of vegetables and rice to Auntie later, but she won't come. What's the point of being so polite between our two families?"

Old Ye waved his hand repeatedly and sighed, saying...

"We just received your wolf meat, and now you're coming all the way to our house to eat? How dare you call me Uncle Shuanzi?"

"Dad, Uncle Shuanzi, let's drink."

Ye Qingqing came in after rinsing a pot of wine with hot water, and said with a faint smile,

"My sister-in-law is right, there's plenty of meat at home, feel free to eat it. My dad can't move his legs, so I invited you here so that someone can talk to him and have a couple of drinks with him to cheer him up."

After pouring wine for the two elders, she poured wine for Ye Dali, Ye Dazhuang, and herself, then sat down on the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed), picked up her glass, and said...

"Father, Uncle Shuanzi, let's drink to each other."

As she spoke, she tilted her head back and downed the whole thing in one gulp.

Old Man Ye was immediately startled. "Hey, Er Yatou, what are you doing drinking, a young lady like you?"

"It's alright, Uncle Shuanzi, I can have a drink."

Ye Qingqing was completely unpretentious; her hearty drinking style actually seemed to match her boisterous personality.

The strong sorghum liquor felt like a burning line from the mouth to the esophagus as it went down, but after the initial heat wore off, the whole body felt inexplicably warm and light.

In her own time and space, she never clung to drinking, but rather enjoyed the relaxed feeling that came with being slightly tipsy.

While drinking with his head down, Ye Dazhuang unconsciously curled the corners of his mouth into a smile.

I don't know why, but being with this girl is exhausting.

"Father, Uncle Shuanzi..."

Ye Dali wasn't as good at socializing as his younger sister. He sullenly raised his glass and drank it.

The aroma of stir-fried dishes wafted from the stove.

Li Chunyan brought over stir-fried pork with shredded radish and stir-fried pork with cabbage, while Ye Cuicui brought over a ceramic bowl full of rice.

The steaming white rice, along with the sauerkraut stewed with pork, two plates of stir-fried vegetables, and a handful of crisp scallions, is so delicious it could make you fall over.

Ye Cuicui stood at the head of the kang (heated brick bed) and filled everyone's bowls with rice.

"Dad, Uncle Shuanzi, eat more."

"Eh! Eh..."

Holding the steaming white rice, Old Man Ye looked up at the table laden with meat and vegetables, then at the brothers with grain and their large, lively family. Thinking of his own family's nearly empty flour jar, his eyes reddened, and he almost burst into tears.

"Brother Youliang, this rice, this meat... Am I dreaming?"

You've endured so much hardship all these years, and now that your children are here, you can finally enjoy a good life!

"Brother, I also feel like I'm dreaming. It's all thanks to my second daughter!"

If she hadn't gone hunting in the mountains, wouldn't her family be starving and unable to even afford porridge?

Let's not talk about this anymore... Let's eat!

Ye Youliang held Xiao Huanhuan in his arms, raised his hand to pat his arm, and felt a lump in his throat.

He had spoiled his second daughter since she was a child, and he really gritted his teeth and endured those years before she changed her personality.

Ye Qingqing fed herself a big mouthful of rice, then picked up some pickled cabbage and stewed pork with her chopsticks, eating with relish.

In his mind, he dragged out the original owner of this inhuman being and whipped his corpse:

Haha! I knew simps never get what they deserved, and I was absolutely right!

You deserved to die by jumping into the river and meeting the Dragon King. I'm sitting on a warm earthen bed now, eating and drinking well, eating meat, drinking wine, and eating rice!

I'll make you drool!

If I hadn't transmigrated here, this whole family would have been ruined by you long ago!

The family sat around the kang table, chatting and laughing, eating and drinking. Little Huanhuan, having eaten her fill, bounced and ran around on the kang. An indescribable warm and lively atmosphere filled the room...

No one noticed the indescribable confusion swirling in Ye Dazhuang's deep eyes.

Although he couldn't remember the past, he knew in his heart that he had never seen such a scene before, where the whole family, regardless of age, gathered together for a meal.

In his subconscious, this feeling was very, very far away from him; no matter where he went or what he did, he seemed to be alone.

Ye Qingqing has a decent alcohol tolerance; she only got slightly tipsy after drinking two or three ounces.

Seeing Ye Dazhuang drinking silently, he couldn't help but nudge him with his elbow.

"Big Zhuang, eat more food."

"Um... thank you."

The moment Ye Dazhuang looked up, he met a pair of clear, smiling eyes.

Something's not right. He had just caught a glimpse of that sharp look in the girl's eyes. Where did it come from?