"Thank you, Immortal."
Mo Jin knelt down, he raised his head, his dark eyes looked up to the sky, his Adam's apple rolled, as if he had a lot to say, but due to the difference between immortal and mortal, he did not say it.
The rest of the villagers were stunned.
They can't see the god's hands, but they can see the chopsticks.
A pair of large chopsticks fell from the sky, holding some egg crumbs. The egg yolk and the white of the egg were mixed together. The yellow was warm and the white was clean, and it fell into the pot.
"God...God!"
"God has shown his power!"
"Thank God, woooooooooo..."
The villagers knelt down one after another, some even pinched themselves hard to make sure this was not a dream, and tears suddenly filled their eyes.
Every household was given eggs.
Luo Mingyue didn't fill their pot because they couldn't finish it.
Who eats a whole pot of eggs for a meal?
Especially for someone like Jiang Yanfeng, who is the only one at home and has no refrigerator, the food will go bad if left for too long.
Moreover, in the family next door to Jiang Yanfeng, there seemed to be only a little boy left at home. The boy was very thin and silent. He knelt in front of the pot and looked up at the sky.
When the big chopsticks put the eggs into the pot, the little boy did not say thank you. Instead, he grabbed a handful of eggs from the pot, put them into his mouth, and chewed them slowly.
Luo Mingyue said: "Don't you have a spoon? Don't just eat with your hands."
The boy still didn't say anything. He looked up at her while eating the eggs.
It was impossible for Luo Mingyue to focus on him alone and continue to distribute eggs to the villagers.
After distributing them, he picked up some chopped lettuce with chopsticks and sprinkled them into the basin for the villagers.
An old man in one of the families was so excited that he kept kowtowing and shouting, "Thank God!"
The little girl beside him said in a crisp voice: "Grandpa, the one in the sky is not God, but the fairy sister."
The old man was so happy that he said, "Thank you, Fairy Sister..."
After repeating it, he realized something was wrong and said with embarrassment: "Thank you, Fairy Lady."
Luo Mingyue didn't care about the address. She said, "Mo Jin, Jiang Yanfeng, you two tell everyone to eat less and don't overeat. I will feed you food at every meal from now on."
The two responded and conveyed the words of the gods to the villagers.
The villagers expressed their gratitude repeatedly.
Some villagers were more honest and knelt on the ground without daring to get up. They asked carefully: "Mr. Jiang, can you help ask the gods if we can eat eggs now?"
Jiang Yanfeng raised his head.
Before he could ask, Luo Mingyue said, "Eat. There aren't so many rules here. Also, you don't have to kneel down all the time."
Jiang Yanfeng said: "That won't work. You saved us, so we should kneel down and worship you."
Luo Mingyue insisted: "No, I don't like others kneeling to me."
Jiang Yanfeng conveyed: "The immortal does not like to kneel down, everyone stand up, don't kneel."
"But the pot is on the ground, so it's more convenient to eat while kneeling..."
"The eggs are still warm, so delicious!"
"I haven't eaten boiled eggs for a long time. This long-lost taste reminds me of my mother. She always saved the eggs for me to eat..."
Instead of bringing the pot back into the house, the villagers took out their bowls and chopsticks and squatted at the door.
Although we had lunch, everyone basically ate it with water and didn't dare to eat too much. Even if we had a full meal at noon, it wouldn't hurt to eat one or two bites of eggs now.
The expressions on everyone's faces were very happy.
Mo Jin brought out a stool and said, "Mom, please sit down and eat."
Mo Hanshi had already neatly served three bowls of broken eggs.
Unexpectedly, the mother shook her head and said, "No, how can I be rude in front of a fairy?"
She was determined, leaning against the door and eating eggs in small bites.
Mo Jin wanted to say something but stopped himself. He looked up at the sky and found that Luo Mingyue was also looking at her.
Luo Mingyue's eyes were very gentle, without any blame, and she even smiled slightly and said, "Sit down."
Mo Jin thanked Xiangkong, then said, "Mother, the immortal asked you to sit down."
The mother still shook her head and said, "It's fine for me to stand like this."