He Ling became alert. She got up and found the kimchi jar hidden in the corner of the pavilion." I have to check it," she said." I don't want to be deceived by you."”
When he opened the jar of pickled vegetables, He Ling was so greedy that she even spoke in her hometown dialect."Wow, it's coming out as soon as you drool.”
There were chopped chilies, radish strips…and even fish in the kimchi jar.
The three of them started discussing the kimchi.
"We might as well eat chopped chili with rice.”This was the yellow base.
"This salted fish is absolutely delicious when used to stir-fry fragrant dried meat!”It was He Ling, who was already wiping her saliva.
"It's also delicious to stir-fry chicken." Huang Lei, the 'chef' of 'The Life You Want' had good taste.
Peng Yichang didn't say anything. He just swallowed his saliva crazily.
After finishing their business, everyone felt a little hungry and began to prepare lunch.
Huang Lei, as the chef of The Life That I Want, started cooking. Soon, lunch was ready.
The three of them sat in the rain pavilion, picked up their chopsticks, and stuffed them into their mouths.
However, after eating two mouthfuls, the three of them placed their chopsticks on the table.
He Ling looked at the dishes on the table and looked at Huang Lei in confusion. Huang Lei's brows were tightly knitted together as if he was thinking about something.
"Teacher Huang, why do I feel that there's something wrong with these dishes?”Peng Yichang tried two more chopsticks, but he still felt that something was wrong.
Huang Lei thought for a moment, then stood up and walked into the kitchen to check all the condiments.
"These seasonings are all right, but why do I feel that these dishes don't taste right?”Huang Lei couldn't understand it no matter how hard he thought about it. He could only bring the dishes on the table down for the director team to try.
The director took a bite and said,"These dishes are no different from Teacher Huang Lei's cooking in the previous two seasons. However, they lack a taste." It was…fresh.”
With that, everyone remembered. That's right, it lacked the freshness of the ingredients themselves. They had just tasted it at Xue Gang's house this morning.
"I finally know what Confucius meant when he said that I don't know the taste of meat in March.”He Ling understood this point and said,"The food we ate this morning was so good that it made our mouths water. Therefore, Teacher Huang Lei's cooking today was no different from usual, but we felt that something was wrong.”
The others nodded as if they were serious.
However, in the end, the three of them returned to the dining table and endured the discomfort to eat all the food.
After finishing their lunch, the three of them took a break to replenish their strength and prepared to go shopping in the village.
After walking around the village, the three of them realized that most of the people in the village were lonely old people. Most of the young people had run away to work, and only a few people were still farming at home. There was only one primary school in the village, and there were more than 20 students in it.
After helping a child repair a ball in school, Huang Lei and the other two sat down and chatted with the school teacher about the situation in the village.
" It's so convenient to have a school like this in the village…" Mr. He looked at the children playing on the playground and sighed.
"This is the Miao District, very remote. Without this school, it would be a big problem for children to go to school.”The teacher looked at the small school with worry in her eyes.
" Then why do you…" Huang Lei hesitated." Drive back every day?”
"The road is still okay, right? It's quite convenient." He Ling and the others also came by car, so they had the right to speak about the road conditions here.
The teacher nodded." This road was only built last year with Mr. Xue's donation. This school was the same. Mr. Xue often went to the town to recruit teachers, but no one came. They thought this place was too far away.”
"Mr. Xue?" This was the first time Huang Lei and the other two had heard this term. They couldn't help but feel curious.
"Mr. Xue Gang." The teacher walked to the field and bowed in the direction of a mountain. Then, he pointed at the mountain and said to the three of them,"Mr. Xue lives on that mountain.”
He Ling and the other two looked at each other. Wasn't that mountain Xue Gang's residence? They had just come out of his house this morning.
"Let me ask." He Ling deliberated over her words." Mr. Xue…His name is Xue Gang, right?”
The teacher looked at them in surprise.”
He Ling and the other two looked at each other. It was indeed so.
"Speaking of Mr. Xue, he really has a good heart.”The teacher sighed and continued,"A year ago, Mr. Xue's grandfather passed away. He came back and inherited the large piece of land that could not be cultivated. No one knew what method he used, but these lands were all filled with crops, and the quality of these crops was first-class.”
"In the past, when the villagers went out to sell vegetables, they had to go early. However, ever since Mr. Xue gave us all the things he planted on his land and asked us to bring them to the town to sell, no matter when we went, as long as there were Mr. Xue's crops, basically everything on the stall was cleared out within an hour. Moreover, the prices were higher than the market price. Basically, people would fight every day because they couldn't buy Mr. Xue's vegetables.”
"But Mr. Xue is also kind-hearted. He doesn't ask how much the vegetables he sells are worth every time. When he gets the money, he will take out half of the money to build roads and schools in the village.”
At this point, the teacher smacked his lips."Speaking of which, the things in Mr. Xue's field, whether it's fruits, vegetables, or rice, taste much better than those bought outside. I've never eaten such delicious food in my life except at Mr. Xue's place.”
Hearing their teacher's description, Huang Lei and the other two recalled the taste of the food they had eaten this morning. Although he had already eaten something for lunch, the more he thought about it, the hungrier he became.
All of a sudden, the children playing on the field obediently lined up in a row and looked at the little girl standing at the front of the line.
The three of them looked over. If it wasn't Xiao Ying, who was it?
Xiao Ying was carrying a small basket and distributing the tomatoes to the children.
When all the children had gotten their tomatoes, there were still a few left in the basket.
Xiao Ying looked around and ran towards them.
"Teacher, teacher, teacher!" Before they even entered the house, Xiao Ying's excited shouts had already reached everyone's ears.
"Aiyo, Xiao Ying, run slower. Be careful not to fall.”
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