Gu Rong, the third son of the Gu Family, and Mrs. Li finally built an earthen stove next to Gu Fei’s place. Gu Zhang walked over and frowned: “Third Brother, you’d better stop doing this. Let’s eat together with my family.”

He knew that his third brother didn’t have much money, so he had to get the money to buy the mule cart from Gu Fei. His family probably wouldn’t have enough food for a few days.

Gu Rong hesitated and said: “Second brother, this is not good. I’m afraid the eldest Brother will have objections.”

His first sister-in-law liked to take advantage of others. He was afraid she would think of ways to eat free food from his second brother’s family.

No matter how much money Gu Fei has, can she keep supporting such a big family?

Gu Zhang snorted: “I am willing to raise my younger brother, can he take care of it?”

He has some objections to his eldest brother about what happened today, and his wife who doesn’t care about others, just being careless all day long.

Gu Rong shook his head: “Forget it, I still have food in the cart. When we eat everything, I will ask you, second brother, to give me some food.”

Gu Zhang sighed: “It’s up to you.”

After the water boiled, Li Chunhua came over and asked Mrs. Chen: “Mom, what should we eat tonight?”

Without even raising her head, Mrs. Chen said: “Ask your sister-in-law for some rice. Let’s eat rice.”

Li Chunhua smiled. She still had white rice and meat to eat during their escape. Her life was more comfortable than at home, but she was a little tired walking in the hallway.

Gu Fei got up and gave Li Chunhua rice, scooped out some water, and washed the wild vegetables.

At this moment, Gu Zhang remembered that he had not unloaded the carriage yet, so he quickly unloaded the carriage and took the mules to the livestock shed in the backyard to eat fodder.

Uncle Ma was walking around with his hands behind his back.

But no matter where he went, he always paid attention to Gu Fei’s movements.

Now it seems that except for the unknown source of her money, Gu Fei seems to be no different from other little girls.

Gu Qing and Gu Sanlang quickly came over with a large bundle of dry branches. There was a drought at this time, so there were not many other trees. However, there were many dead branches all over the ground. He gave some to his uncle’s family cooking nearby.

Gu Fei took a closer look and found that although the men from each family helped, none of them cooked. The ones who cooked were still women.

After a while, the yard was filled with various fragrances.

The aroma of rice, cornmeal, various grains, and even meat.

Gu Fei followed the aroma and found her aunt was frying a pot of meat.

The yellow flames spread across the pot as her Aunt sprinkled a handful of garlic. The sizzling oil in the pot made the aroma even stronger.

When the Aunt saw Gu Fei swallowing her saliva next to her and smiled: “This is smoked rabbit meat. Your eldest uncle hunted rabbits on the mountain and smoked them with pine woods. It will be fried in a while. You can take a bowl over.”

Gu Fei waved her hands repeatedly: “No, aunt, you can eat it by yourself.” After saying that, she ran away quickly.

It was so embarrassing. She was no different from those kids who were greedy for her sweets.

Here, Mrs. Chen chopped the meat, added some salt and seasonings, stirred it evenly, and began to put the meatballs into the boiling pot.

The meatballs quickly floated up one by one, and the aroma was tempting.

In less than half an hour, almost every household had dinner ready.

Mrs. Chen took a few bowls and began to ladle broth into them.

She scooped up a bowl and handed it to Gu Fei: “Bring it to your aunt’s house.”

Gu Fei hurriedly carried the bowl over.

The Aunt smiled brightly when she saw the broth. She poured the broth into her bowl, then picked up her chopsticks and scooped the rabbit meat into Gu Fei’s bowl.

Gu Fei was greedy, so she pretended to decline a few times. Seeing that her Aunt had finished half the meal, she quickly snatched the bowl over and said: “That’s enough, Aunt, no more.”

She thought for a while, took out a steamed bun from her sleeve, and handed it to her aunt: “You eat this.”