The Eldest Daughter of a Rural Family-Chapter 50 - A Hearty Meal (2)_1

Lady Fang felt that her eldest daughter…

was too opinionated, too…

disillusioned?

Dalang had never been that kind of person!

Hearing Pei Wendong calling, she sighed and followed.

When Pei Qin took the wild pheasant to where the mountain spring flowed, she first cleaned it with a pot, then scalded it with hot water to pluck its feathers, gutted it, cleaned it, and smeared it with salt and oil.

She wrapped it in dry lotus leaves picked on the way, covered it with mud, and took it back to bury in the ground, where she built a simple stove with stones and started a fire.

In the pot, she boiled rice to prepare porridge.

“Wrapping the chicken like that and burying it underground, will it even cook?

And how will we eat it?” Si Ya thought it was wasteful.

They had a pot; why not just stew everything in it!

Pei Qin, smiling, flicked her on the forehead, “If you can’t eat it, then don’t eat later!” Such a young girl, scheming like a cunning merchant.

Si Ya sucked in a breath from the pain, her little face instantly turning sour.

Lady Fang, San Ya, and Pei Wendong were also puzzled and could only wait.

After a short while, a fragrant smell began to waft out, with the scent of rice mixed with the faint aroma of chicken.

Pei Wendong started licking his lips now and then.

“You look awful!” Pei Qin taught him to swallow his saliva secretly and not to lick his fingers or his lips.

Pei Wendong, frightened, promptly pursed his lips and dared not lick them anymore, instead beginning to smell the fragrance wafting through the air.

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Once the porridge was done and had simmered for a while, estimating that it should be cooked by now, Pei Qin stopped adding firewood and waited for the fire to die down.

They didn’t have much money and only bought two bowls, so Lady Fang scooped out some brown rice porridge, preparing to take turns eating.

When the chicken was ready, Pei Qin pulled out a lump of mud and slammed it on the ground.

The lump of mud cracked open, and the lotus leaves inside also split a bit, releasing an enticing aroma that instantly spread throughout the area.

Even Lady Fang couldn’t help but sniff deeply, “This chicken, baked in mud like this, doesn’t smell half bad!”

“Is it cooked?” Si Ya asked eagerly.

Pei Qin tore off a piece, blowing on the steaming meat and handed it to the youngest, Pei Wendong.

Seeing the tender meat that easily pulled apart, exuding a delicious fragrance, it was akin to a delicacy from heaven for them, who rarely got to eat meat.

They gathered around one chicken, eating it with mixed flour flatbreads and taking turns sipping the brown rice porridge, they had a full meal.

“We’ve been delayed so long, there’s no chance to dig up bamboo shoots now!” Lady Fang glanced at the quickly darkening sky, regretfully saying.

“Don’t talk!

Quickly get inside the cave!” Pei Qin, focusing on something, urged everyone.

Si Ya asked, “What happened?” She looked around but did not move.

Pei Qin lowly barked, “Get into the cave!” At the same time, she gripped the not-so-sharp vegetable knife in her hand.

Lady Fang, following her gaze, saw a pair of green gleaming eyes staring intently at them, her face turning pale with fear.