Zhao Xiulan smiled slightly and replied to the Jiang family couple, “Grandpa Jiang, Grandma Jiang, you’re welcome. We are from the same production team. Since I have the ability to help Tiedan, I will lend a hand. If I have difficulties in the future, I believe you will help me too.”
Then, she glanced at Jiang Tiedan and said, “Grandpa Jiang, Grandma Jiang, Tiedan is very weak now and needs something to eat. I’m going to make something for him.
“I still have a little rice here which is enough to cook a pot of porridge.”
Zhao Xiulan knew that the Jiang family didn’t have much food, and it was a bit unrealistic to expect the Jiang family couple to get food for Jiang Tiedan, so she proposed to make some food herself.
There were a lot of things in her space, but Zhao Xiulan didn’t take them all out. She was just going to get some rice and cook some porridge.
“Xiulan, this… this is so embarrassing.”
Zhao Xiulan was able to get the medicine and help Tiedan reduce his fever, but the Jiang family had no way to repay her.
Now that she had to help Tiedan prepare food, the Jiang family didn’t know what to say.
This girl probably knew that their family didn’t have much food, so she was so considerate that she even brought food especially when she came over.
“Grandpa Jiang, Grandma Jiang, Tiedan is weak now and needs to eat something good. There is nothing to be embarrassed about. I think Tiedan is a good boy and I hope he will be well.”
When Zhao Xiulan said this, the Jiang family couldn’t say any more words of rejection.
They were embarrassed, but they still cared more about Tiedan than their shame.
As long as Tiedan was good, that was more important than anything else.
However, the debt they owed to Zhao Xiulan was a little deeper now. Fortunately, the Jiang family couple had also thought about repaying Zhao Xiulan.
I’m going to take out those good things and give them to Zhao Xiulan later. This girl is a good person, so I can’t treat her badly.
***Original translation is from enchantesstranslations.com. Please read it on the translator’s website.***
“Okay, Xiulan, then I’ll go there with you,” Mrs. Jiang said and took Zhao Xiulan to the kitchen.
The Jiang family’s kitchen was very simple, and they built a shed outside the house.
There was a stove made of piles of mud, which was shabby, and an iron pot on it was also relatively worn.
Faced with this situation, Zhao Xiulan felt sad for the Jiang family. Thinking back when the Jiang family was very wealthy, who knew that one day they would end up like this?
Originally, Zhao Xiulan was only going to cook some porridge for Jiang Tiedan. Seeing this situation, she simply cooked a pot.
If she cooked more, not only Jiang Tiedan could eat it, but the Jiang family couple could also eat some.
For her, food was not an issue.
Mrs. Jiang brought a lot of wood over and was responsible for lighting the fire. Zhao Xiulan took out some white rice from the space, passed it through the water, washed it, then put it into the pot and added water.
Cooking porridge was different from cooking rice. You could cook a big pot of porridge with just a little bit of rice.
The wood fires used in the countryside burned very vigorously, unlike gas.
After a while, the pot boiled.
After cooking for about twenty minutes, they could already smell a strong porridge aroma.
Fortunately, the Jiang family lived next to the cow pen and pig pen, and the smell here was stronger, covering up the aroma of the porridge.
In addition, there were very few people from the village coming here in the pig pen and cattle pen, so it was safe for the Jiang family to cook at home without fear of being smelled by others.
After the Jiang family smelled the aroma of the porridge, they couldn’t help but swallow saliva in their stomachs, and they were so greedy.
At this time, rice was a rare and good thing. It was a fine grain. Even a bowl of white rice porridge was a rare and good thing.
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