When Li Cuihua's family arrived at the Jiang Family's home with a chicken, the Jiangs were having dinner.
It was a very simple, even sparse dinner.
As Mrs. Jiang had requested something sweet before the New Year, everyone had been drinking congee without any meat, only eight-treasure porridge. In the past couple of days, they could have some stir-fry with their porridge, but today, since the three main chefs of the family, Jiang Feng, Jiang Weiming, and Jiang Weiguo, were all tending to the broth in the kitchen, there wasn't even any stir-fry. Jiang Feng stir-fried a pot of greens as a stopgap measure, and even the pickles were bought by Mrs. Jiang from the town a couple of days ago.
Anyone who didn't know better might think the Jiangs had gone bankrupt seeing them eat this during the festive season.
This was the scene that greeted Li Cuihua as she walked into the Jiang family courtyard holding the chicken.
