Mind reading, taking the rental house through the whole village crying

Chapter 181 Stealing food

When the Jiang family returned home, they ignored everything else and rushed into Qian Xile's house.

She has woken up.

"Xile, does it still hurt? I asked your mother-in-law to boil the medicine. When it's ready, you drink it first. I will kill a chicken for you myself. It's all yours. Grandma will make you a pot of chicken soup and you can drink it slowly."

"Yes, they all belong to my sister-in-law. Kill the black-haired hen. She always follows me."

Jiang Fubao puffed his cheeks and was very angry.

She echoed what grandma said.

"Puchi, that's because you always poke its butt, Fubao, of course the hen holds a grudge. Grandma, it's okay, I'm not very hungry, I just need a bowl of porridge. It's too late, I can't eat anything too greasy, so don't kill it."

Qian Xile smiled weakly.

Only then did everyone feel relieved.

Poor hen, she had no idea that she almost died.

She's still clinging to the rooster and flirting with him.

In the evening, after dinner, the Jiang family sat under the persimmon tree in the yard to enjoy the cool air.

Jiang Tongjin was in the room with his wife.

Jiang Eryong was sitting with his legs crossed and picking his teeth with a branch.

The next second, he suddenly stood up and shouted, "Oh no! I forgot to deliver the meat pie!"

At this moment, behind the rockery of Sanshan School.

Meng Bujiu and Kong Mingxue waited for a full hour.

Both of them had several bites on their wrists.

"Stop feeding the mosquitoes here. The meat pie delivery guy must be busy and can't come. It's useless to wait."

Jiang Tongmu actually waited for half an hour.

Of course he understood that they were his own family, and he was afraid that something had happened suddenly, otherwise his second uncle would definitely not forget to send the meat pie.

There was worry in his eyes, but it didn't show on his face.

"Not sending it? Then what will we eat? The school's cook has gone home a long time ago, there must be nothing left in the kitchen."

As he spoke, Kong Mingxue's stomach growled twice in response.

He scratched his wrist miserably.

Looks a bit pitiful.

"There's nothing to eat. I asked you to bring more cakes, but you didn't listen. Anyway, I don't want to ask Huanfu for them. This kid is getting more and more sarcastic. It's annoying. Just starve until tomorrow morning when you can have porridge."

Meng Bujiu spread his hands helplessly.

"I don't care about you. I'll cook it myself anyway. There should be some food left in the kitchen." Jiang Tongmu raised his foot and walked towards the kitchen.

The two were very curious and hurried to follow.

The three of them sneaked into the kitchen.

The sunset shone through the window, illuminating the kitchen with a pink glow. The three of them looked around.

There were only clean pots and pans and a spotless stove in the kitchen.

Even the floor was swept clean.

In the cupboard, there was a bowl of black noodles and a broken salt shaker. Two black smoked pork legs were hanging from the beams of the roof. There was also a bunch of wilted green vegetables in the bamboo basket in the corner, and nothing else.

"Forget it, Tongmu, don't eat it. Black noodles are worse than brown rice. They are not chewy at all and scratch your throat. Just starve with us until tomorrow morning."

Kong Mingxue's hopes were dashed.

No matter how good a cook one is, there is nothing one can do when seeing these dishes.

As the saying goes, a good cook cannot cook without rice.

He would rather go hungry than eat black noodles and wilted vegetables.

"Do you believe me?"

In the dim kitchen, Jiang Tongmu suddenly said this.

The two of them were confused by the question.

"Believe it, don't you?" Meng Bujiu said uncertainly.

"You two, take the pig's leg down. I want to cut some meat secretly. Um... there's no wooden ladder. It's okay. Meng Bujiu, just ride on Kong Mingxue's neck and you will definitely be able to reach it."

Among the three, Jiang Tongmu is the youngest.

Of course he is also the shortest.

He directed the two men to steal the pig's leg.

What’s funny is that Meng Bujiu and the other guy actually went there.

He rode on Kong Mingxue's neck and stretched out his hand to grab it. Although Kong Mingxue was fat, he was weak. He staggered and almost fell down with Meng Bujiu. Fortunately, Jiang Tongmu was quick to support him.

The three committed the crime together.

Until the pork leg lay quietly on the kitchen floor.

"I advise you not to touch these pork legs. They have been hanging for more than a year. They are the lifeblood of the school's cooks. They only cut some of them to make dishes when there are guests or on important festivals. If they find out and track us down, we'll all be finished."

Meng Bujiu swallowed his saliva.

Said with some fear.

The most powerful person in the school is the headmaster, who is also his grandfather. In the eyes of outsiders, he is the headmaster's grandson and is very impressive.

In fact, only he himself knows.

His status is not even as good as that of the rhubarb raised in the school.

At least my grandfather often asked the maid to cook some pig offal for it to eat.

As for myself, I could only eat boiled dishes in the school’s kitchenette.

If his grandfather knew about this, he would steal food from the kitchen.

At the very least, you will be scolded, and at the worst, you will be punished by the family rules.

"It's okay, just say it was eaten by mice." Jiang Tongmu was used to a hard life. When he was a child, there was not enough food at home. He often went hungry and secretly went to the kitchen to find food.

Grandma always thought that the biscuits or steamed buns hidden in the cupboard were eaten by mice.

Never doubted him.

Jiang Tongmu took out a sharply sharpened kitchen knife and cut off finger-sized pieces of meat from the lean part of the smoked pork leg. He only cut out three pieces.

Then he asked Meng Bujiu and the other man to hang the pork back.

As long as the pork leg is not taken off.

You definitely can't see what's missing.

He washed the cut meat and cut it into cubes.

Then wash the wilted vegetables and knead them together with the black flour.

Since I couldn’t find a rolling pin, I used chopsticks to roll the dough into sheets bit by bit.

He didn't dare light the stove because smoke would come out of the chimney and it would be easy for people to discover him.

Just fill the casserole in the corner with water and heat it up.

Throw in the diced meat and noodles. When they are almost cooked, sprinkle some salt and serve.

Jiang Tongmu took out three sets of bowls and chopsticks.

After dividing into equal amounts.

Put out the fire on the stove.

I sat on a stool in the kitchen and started eating.

The other two were already dumbfounded.

"It smells quite nice. I thought you couldn't cook." Meng Bujiu also picked up the bowl and took a bite.

Although the noodles are rough, they taste much fresher when mixed with chopped vegetables, and add diced bacon to make them taste salty and fresh.

It tastes much better than the boiled vegetables with brown rice made in the kitchen.

Seeing Meng Bujiu eating several mouthfuls in a row, the picky eater Kong Mingxue also took his bowl, sat next to Jiang Tongmu and started eating.

"You kid, you actually stole meat. When you first entered the school, you ignored everyone. I thought you were so arrogant. You were wearing rags like a beggar, and you seemed to ignore everyone. I was wrong about you. When we had an argument that day, you called me a fat pig, which made me very angry. I hate it most when people say I'm fat.

So, I got so angry that I punched you. I ate your noodles today and I want to apologize to you. We can’t get to know each other without fighting. From now on, you are my brother Kong Mingxue. After dinner, I will let you punch me back. But I can’t do that now. I’m still hungry and I’m afraid you will knock me out.”