Chapter 39： Sorghum noodles 1

There are small greens, eggplants, peppers, radishes and the like, which are vegetables that you can usually see.

Basically, each family in the production team has a small private plot, and most of them will plant all vegetables, and some will grow some vegetables at the same time as potatoes, sweet potatoes and other grains. Can also be planted.

In this era of scarcity of supplies, everyone has survived this way.

When cooking noodles, Zhao Xiulan asked Zhao Xiuzhu to pull out a handful of small greens and cook them together with the noodles.

There was no oil or water in the pot, so I put some salt in it, and even this made people drool.

Because I am so poor, I can't eat enough on weekdays. I used to eat thin noodles every night. Now I encounter noodles, even bitter sorghum noodles, which are good things that I cannot expect.

Zhao Xiuzhu looked at the noodles that were about to come out of the pot, and couldn't stop gulping in her stomach.

"Sister, I really want to eat!"

Zhao Xiulan smiled slightly, "It's almost out of the pot, just wait a bit longer."

"Well, good!" Zhao Xiuzhu responded, but her eyes were fixed on the pot of noodles, and she was reluctant to move away.

After two minutes of cooking, Zhao Xiulan threw in the chopped green onion and began to take a bowl of noodles.

She first gave Zhao Weiguo a big bowl. Zhao Weiguo was a man, and he did heavy work. He ate a little bigger than them, so he naturally ate more.

Needless to say, Ma Yumei, she has no choice but to make a fuss after giving her a small amount? I am afraid that I will have to make a fuss with the child in my stomach again and say something in front of Zhao Weiguo.

Li Lijuan was so angry that she went into the room just now, and Zhao Xiulan was too lazy to take care of it, and was not going to give it to her. If you like to eat, you can eat it, if you don't eat it, you will pull it down. When you are the eldest lady, who will be used to her?

Hehe, it's better not to eat it, and the remaining portion can be distributed more by other people.

Zhao Xiulan gave herself and Zhao Xiuzhu another bowl each, which was not as much as Zhao Weiguo and Ma Yumei.

Zhao Xiuzhu was still young, so she couldn't eat much. One bowl of noodles was enough, not two taels.

Zhao Xiulan doesn't like eating sorghum noodles very much. She thinks it is too bitter. There is no oil or water in the noodles. She plans to secretly go back to the house to open a small stove by herself later.

"Dad, Aunt Mei, it's time to eat!"

Zhao Xiulan brought out the noodles and put them on the table, then called Zhao Weiguo and Ma Yumei out to eat, but did not call Li Lijuan out to eat.

Hearing that the noodles were ready, Zhao Weigui rushed to the table, and Ma Yumei couldn't wait to leave the house.

I didn't have enough to eat at noon, and I'm already hungry now.

Especially Zhao Weiguo, who was afraid that he was only full at noon, and had another day of heavy work during the day, and now his stomach is rumbling with hunger.

Seeing the noodles on the table, I sat down with a bowl in my hand, and couldn't wait to eat it.

Zhao Xiulan hurriedly reminded, "Dad, it's too hot, don't worry, eat slowly!"

The tall man had a naive smile on his face, Zhao Weiguo said a little embarrassedly, "Dad hasn't eaten noodles for a long time, and I was a little excited for a while."

Although it is a joke, it reveals the sadness of people of this age.

Ma Yumei wasn't much better either, blowing the noodles and stuffing them into her mouth when they cooled down a bit.

Zhao Xiulan is much more gentle, and Zhao Xiuzhu also eats in small bites. For the Zhao family, it is a very happy thing to be able to eat a full meal of sorghum noodles.

After hearing the movement outside, Li Lijuan came out of the room and saw a whole family sitting together eating noodles, but she didn't have her portion, nor did she see an extra bowl of noodles on the table.