Feng Qingxue was a skilled cook who wasn't stingy with oil, salt, and seasonings, making her dishes incredibly flavorful. Wang Jiao ate two servings in one go.
The chive buns made from white flour were round and about six inches in diameter.
Accompanied by cornmeal gruel, Wang Cuilan, Chen Xueniang, and Feng Qingxue each ate one and already felt full. The children only ate half of one. Only Lu Tianjun, who was growing, ate one and a half.
"So delicious!" Wang Jiao patted her belly in satisfaction.
When Feng Qingxue and the others went to dig wild vegetables, she also carried Goudan in a basket to join in the fun.
After eating, Lu Tianjun went to the two-thousand acre field to work. Lu Tianzhi and Guan Yu also followed. Although they were young, they could help by placing peanuts seeds in the dug holes or planting sweet potato seedlings. All other children their age were already working. They didn't trust Feng Qingyun and Song Gang to stay at home alone.
