Chapter 386 Misunderstanding
In the private room, all the dishes except Jiang Feng's shredded yam have been served.
Because this was originally a meal for Jiang Shoucheng to cook alone, and Jiang Zaide was there to eat, there were not many dishes, only grilled elbow, fish head with minced pepper, fried rice with sea, land and air pickles, mapo tofu, Chrysanthemum fish, two small pots of porridge and the shredded yam still in the pot.
The portion of each dish is not too big. When choosing the elbow, the old man specially chose a small one. After what happened this afternoon, Mr. Jiang suddenly realized that among his four grandchildren, only Jiang Feng, who has always been under 200 pounds, and Jiang Ran, who has recently lost a lot of weight due to studies, have girlfriends. The remaining two may really be I can't find a girlfriend because I'm too fat.
Today's young people only think about eating every day. If they don't work or go to work, they just sit and don't exercise. These two unsatisfactory grandsons have no talent for learning cooking and can't cook in the kitchen every day like Jiang Feng and Jiang Jiankang. Jiang Zaide and Jiang Shoucheng are both puffy and incomparable to their stout father. The fat and fat all over their bodies would probably float if dropped into the river, which would indeed affect their future search for a wife.
In the old man's heart, these two grandsons cannot live up to expectations, but they can't live up to expectations so much that they can't even marry a wife.
The old man was even thinking about how to remind the eldest daughter-in-law to let her and the second daughter-in-law pay attention to his son's fat.
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Jiang Zaide and Jiang Shoucheng knew that Ji Xue and Ji Xia would probably come up to eat with them, so they sat in the box and waited reservedly, only dividing the elbows on the table with their eyes and simple words. Who takes which part, the atmosphere is very harmonious.
Ji Xue led Ji Xia upstairs, walked into the box, nodded and smiled at Jiang Zaide and Jiang Shoucheng, and found a seat to sit down.
In fact, Ji Xue has only met Jiang Shoucheng and Jiang Zaide. It was the first time she talked to them this afternoon at the train station. The relationship was very unfamiliar and she only had a little impression of their faces and figures.
Ji Xue glanced at Jiang Shoucheng. She roughly remembered that Jiang Shoucheng was Jiang Feng's cousin who worked in the hospital. He seemed to have lost a lot of weight. Ji Xue remembered that the two brothers looked about the same size when Mr. Jiang Weiming celebrated his birthday last time, but now Jiang Shoucheng is obviously much thinner than Jiang Zaide, and the clothes he wears don't seem to fit well and are a bit fat.
"Since everyone is here, let's eat first. Otherwise, the food will get cold. My younger brother and the others should come back later. You guys eat in shifts, so eat first." Jiang Shoucheng picked up his chopsticks and pointed at the food in front of him. Elbow.
Not to be outdone, Jiang Zaide also extended his chopsticks to the part he valued directly.
Ji Xia:? ? ?
Ji Xia, who had been keeping his head down and hunched over silently since recently until he sat down at the dinner table, finally raised his head and counted the dishes on the table with some disbelief.
Everyone is here?
7 courses for 4 people and so many staples?
Could it be that...are all the people in Peiping so good at eating?
Ji Xia, who has lived in towns and villages for a long time, has no mobile phone, no TV at home, no friends, and rarely communicates with the outside world. It seems that Ji Xia lives in the mountains. Even if he has been away from home for nearly three months, he has been living in a bunker. I live and work in a clothing factory. I am afraid of exposing my information and have basically zero communication with others. I have always lived a very closed life.
Ji Xue saw Ji Xia looking at the eight-treasure porridge on the table in a daze, thinking that she wanted to drink the porridge. In order to repair the broken sisterly relationship that had been broken before when she was taken home and beaten up, Ji Xue took the initiative to help her scoop the porridge with a bowl.
Ji Xia actually didn't want to drink porridge at all, she wanted to eat meat.
She had no money to eat meat at school, and she had little opportunity to eat meat at home. She could only eat meat when she went to her grandmother's house during holidays.
Even during the three months she was away from home, she couldn't bear to spend all the salary she received and hid it secretly. There is no meat in the food in the clothing factory where food and accommodation are provided, and even if there is, it is just some leftovers and fried meat that is very unpalatable. It is completely different from the meat on the table that is full of oil, color, fragrance, and rich in meat flavor. Two types of meat.
Even if it was porridge, she didn't want to drink eight-treasure porridge. She wanted to drink the preserved egg and lean meat porridge next to her where the meat could be seen on the surface.
But since her relationship with Ji Xue was now a broken relationship between biological sisters, Ji Xia didn't speak and lowered her head, taking it as acquiescence.
Ji Xia picked up the spoon, scooped up a spoonful of eight-treasure porridge, and brought it to his mouth. He reluctantly glanced at the large fish and meat on the table.
She knew very well that she was the one who came here to eat and drink, so she resisted the desire to use chopsticks and took a whole spoonful of rice pudding in one bite.
Sweet.
Still very waxy.
Slippery.
It was much more delicious than the canned eight-treasure porridge that Sister Pingping bought her in the supermarket during the Chinese New Year.
tasty.
One bite, two bites.
One spoonful, two spoonfuls.
Ji Xia had never tasted such delicious eight-treasure porridge, and had never thought that there could be porridge that was more delicious than meat and snacks in this world.
It’s even more delicious than the chicken my grandma stewed during the Chinese New Year.
While eating, Ji Xia was no longer satisfied with scooping the porridge slowly with a spoon. It was really inefficient to drink porridge like this. Ji Xia put down the spoon, picked up the small bowl, and gulped down the eight-treasure porridge.
However, compared with Ji Xia's devouring food, compared with Jiang Shoucheng's, who had not tasted meat for more than half a month, and had not even tasted sour shredded potatoes, he could definitely be called extremely gentle.
Ji Xue, who was paying close attention to Ji Xia's actions while eating, saw that she had already started to pick up a bowl to drink porridge. She also thought of Ji Xia's love for eating sweets when she was a child, and would even put a candy in her mouth when sleeping. He already had three cavities in his mouth before he entered elementary school. When the teeth were extracted, he cried and cried. Ji Xue thought it must be Ji Xia's favorite and Jiang Feng's eight-treasure porridge.
After Ji Xia finished his bowl of eight-treasure porridge, Ji Xue picked up Ji Xia's bowl and scooped out another bowl of eight-treasure porridge.
Ji Xia hates it.
Admittedly, this was the best porridge she had ever tasted, and it was also the first time that she felt that there was porridge that tasted better than meat in the world, but she really wanted to eat meat.
Especially in this scene where the table was full of meat and the various tangy smells of meat penetrated her nose, she especially wanted to eat meat.
The plate was shiny with rich sauce, and most of it had been carved up. The skin and flesh were all exposed, and the elbows that were clearly displayed on the plate and waving to Ji Xia were delicious at first glance.
There is also the plate that is red and exudes spicy flavor. Even the fish soup at the bottom is red, and most of it is divided into half. The snow-white fish meat is open on the plate and the fish head is steaming. You don’t even need to look at it or smell it. I just knew it would be delicious.
Not to mention the plate of chrysanthemum fish in the middle. Although Ji Xia couldn't tell what kind of meat this dish was, in a sense, this kind of fried to golden brown and drizzled with sauce was the most delicious dish. Attracting Ji Xia.
Children all love to eat fried chicken, and Ji Xia is just a minor who has just turned 16. Although she has never eaten fried food other than the croquettes made by her grandma during the Chinese New Year, this innate ability Hobbies cannot be changed.
The person who plated the chrysanthemum fish was Sang Ming. Although I don’t know what his idea was when arranging the plate this time, it was definitely not the fish’s idea. Not to mention Ji Xia, even Ji Xue, if she hadn't known that the name of this dish was chrysanthemum fish, she wouldn't have been able to tell that it was actually fish based on Sang Ming's wonderful presentation style.
Ji Xue brought the second bowl of eight-treasure porridge to Ji Xia.
Ji Xia lowered her head as she looked at the eight-treasure porridge in front of her.
"If you like it, drink two more bowls." Ji Xue said with concern, trying to repair the broken relationship between the sisters.
The scars on Ji Xia's body that Ji Xue and Ji Xue's mother used to whip with bamboo sticks when they were angry have not yet dissipated. Ji Xue is the kind of person who regrets after being whipped. She doesn't know what to say and can only speculate all the way. Ji Xia's thoughts, and then do something to try to repair the relationship between the sisters.
Ji Xia picked up the bowl and started drinking porridge.
Her sister doesn't understand her at all, she never has!
She wants to eat meat. (End of chapter)