The Game of Life

Chapter 879 - 879 Extra Story Three The Tale of Great Grandson

?Chapter 879: Extra Story Three: The Tale of Great Grandson Jiang’s Rise to Power (Part Four) Chapter 879: Extra Story Three: The Tale of Great Grandson Jiang’s Rise to Power (Part Four) When Li Cuihua’s family arrived at the Jiang Family’s home with a chicken, the Jiangs were having dinner.

It was a very simple, even sparse dinner.

As Mrs. Jiang had requested something sweet before the New Year, everyone had been drinking congee without any meat, only eight-treasure porridge. In the past couple of days, they could have some stir-fry with their porridge, but today, since the three main chefs of the family, Jiang Feng, Jiang Weiming, and Jiang Weiguo, were all tending to the broth in the kitchen, there wasn’t even any stir-fry. Jiang Feng stir-fried a pot of greens as a stopgap measure, and even the pickles were bought by Mrs. Jiang from the town a couple of days ago.

Anyone who didn’t know better might think the Jiangs had gone bankrupt seeing them eat this during the festive season.

This was the scene that greeted Li Cuihua as she walked into the Jiang family courtyard holding the chicken.

Everyone was seated in the courtyard, each with a large bowl of eight-treasure porridge sprinkled with some pickled vegetables, holding plain pickles with their chopsticks. Near the door was a small wooden table with a half pot of greens and a few plates of pickles.

It looked as miserable and bleak as could be.

Upon seeing this, a song emerged in Li Cuihua’s mind.

“Holding a corn bread in hand, with not a drop of oil in the food…”
But of course, that was just what Li Cuihua saw. In reality, every member of the Jiang Family was eating their porridge heartily, gulping it down without pause, bowl after bowl. Mr. Jiang Jiankang, who had a sweet tooth, was now on his fourth bowl of eight-treasure porridge.

The porridge from the Porridge King was not something ordinary porridge could compare with.

Most importantly, although there was no meat in the porridge, the air was filled with the aroma! They were smelling the delicious fragrance of the broth while sipping the sweet and warm eight-treasure porridge and eating the ordinary-tasting pickles that seemed to lack something if not eaten.

It was very delightful.

“Cuihua, why have you come?” Mrs. Jiang, being elderly and having a small appetite, had finished her porridge and was idling in the courtyard. She was somewhat surprised to see Li Cuihua, bringing Zhao Liang and carrying a chicken, “What are you doing with a chicken? Don’t tell me you can’t kill chickens now and brought it here for us to do it.”

Li Cuihua shoved the chicken towards Mrs. Jiang and said irritably, “I knew nothing good would come out of your mouth. It’s because you haven’t been staying in the village these past two years and don’t raise chickens at home, I saw that you were hurriedly buying a chicken the other day, so I kindly brought one over for you.”

You didn't buy this chapter, Buy it and read full at novelbin.com