No one from the Jiang family came here, so the old Zhang family deliberately closed the door when they were eating, so that no one would suddenly break in and get jealous when they saw a table of such good food and cause trouble.
"Sister Xiulan, sit down and eat quickly. We can do the rest. You are already tired from cooking. Leave the rest to us!" Jiang Xiaoya took Zhao Xiulan and sat down.
After Jiang Xiaoya finished speaking, Mrs. Jiang followed behind and said, "Yes, girl Xiulan, you sit first, and I'll go serve the dishes and serve the rice."
Naturally, this kind of work can't trouble Zhao Xiulan any more, she can come, and Mrs. Jiang can't help when cooking.
She can cook and cook, but her cooking skills are not as good as Zhao Xiulan's. Everyone in the family loves Zhao Xiulan's food, and she also loves Zhao Xiulan's food, so Zhao Xiulan can only cook alone.
Zhao Xiulan had already done a day's work, and was already very tired. She cooked another meal in the evening, and she was naturally even more tired.
Especially on this day, it was still very hot. After staying in the kitchen for so long, cooking in front of the stove, Zhao Xiulan was sweating profusely.
Zhao Xiulan smiled and sat down at the dining table.
After Jiang Cheng saw it, he hurriedly said to Mrs. Jiang, "Second grandma, I'll come, I'll serve you a meal!"
Jiang Cheng ran to the kitchen very attentively, picked up a few bowls for everyone, and then brought them to the table.
Mrs. Jiang also brought Zhao Xiulan's cooked food to the table, and several people gathered around the table to prepare to eat.
Zhao Xiulan saw that although Jiangcheng had served her rice, she had filled a big bowl.
"Then why did you give me so much? I can't eat it!"
Zhao Xiulan was not politely declining, but her appetite was really small and she couldn't eat so much food.
Jiang Cheng looked like he was feeding a pig, and filled Zhao Xiulan's bowl with a lot of rice.
If you can't eat it, it's a waste. Food is very precious these days. It's very rare to eat one bite. How can you waste it?
Jiang Cheng smiled, showing his big white teeth, and said to Zhao Xiulan, "Comrade Xiulan, if you are too thin, you should eat more, it's better to gain weight!
Moreover, I have been very tired from working in the past few days. I have to eat more food and have enough energy when I look back!
How can you eat that little bit?
If you can't eat it, just hold on a little longer, and your stomach will naturally expand after a long time. "
Jiang Cheng really felt sorry for Zhao Xiulan's skinny appearance, and it was pitiful at first glance.
Madam Jiang followed behind Jiang Cheng and added, "Girl Xiulan, Jiang Cheng is right, eat a little more to gain weight!"
Zhao Xiulan knew that they were caring about her. The main thing was that she knew how much she could eat, and she couldn't bear it if she couldn't eat it.
"Then I'll eat more food, and if I don't have enough food, I'll add a little more. I'll never starve myself, and I won't be polite to you. I've already regarded this place as my home, so you don't have to worry about me being Deliberately polite not to eat.
Besides, there are still sweet potatoes that can be eaten after the meal. If you are too full all of a sudden, you will not be able to eat the sweet potatoes after a while.
At the beginning, I filled so much rice, wouldn’t it be a waste if I couldn’t finish it? We can't waste food, can we? "
Seeing that Zhao Xiulan didn't look polite, the Jiang family nodded, "That's right, girl Xiulan, you need to eat less food for the time being, you won't be able to add more."
"Comrade Xiulan, then you can share some of it in my bowl!" Jiang Cheng pointed to his bowl.
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