Heavenly Blessed Baby: Fleeing Famine, Busy to Prosper!-Chapter 270: Who Knows the Food on the Plate, Every Grain Is Hard-Won
In a blink, it was Qi Shiyi’s full moon day.
As the youngest grandson of the Qi Family, Qi Shiyi’s full moon celebration was not as lively as when Liu Meiniang recognized her godparents, and it didn’t even stir the villagers.
It was just the Qi and Liu families sitting together for a meal, and that was it.
Yi Meng didn’t mind such things at all; she was just happy to finally finish her confinement.
Liu Meiniang truly loved children and was very skilled at caring for them. 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝘦𝓌𝑒𝑏𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝘭.𝒸𝘰𝑚
Even for a little baby like Qi Shiyi who was just one month old, Liu Meiniang could take especially good care of him.
And the little one was not afraid of strangers; once he saw Liu Meiniang, he immediately grinned widely, showing a toothless smile.
Because of this, Yi Meng, apart from returning at fixed hours to feed her son, could do whatever she wanted at other times.
After the full moon celebration ended, Yi Meng took a walk around the village.
She had only heard family members talk about how the village’s outer walls looked, how the school on the mountain was, but she’d never had the chance to see it with her eyes.
Now that she could finally step out, she must witness these changes for herself.
After all, she had personally drawn the designs for these two types of buildings.
And, of course, there were her daughter’s whimsical ideas included in them.
"Mom, let’s go look at the school!"
Qi Manman tugged at Yi Meng’s hand, her large eyes full of anticipation: "I’ve seen the outside fenced off, but Dad says it’s too messy inside, and he’s afraid I’ll fall, so he won’t let me go in to see!"
Qi Manman was quite opinionated about this.
She and her mom had researched and designed the school plans together, so why couldn’t she look even if mom couldn’t?
Yi Meng also wanted to take a look, so she naturally wouldn’t disappoint the little girl, and immediately took her chubby hand towards the school.
The wasteland they had initially bought had all been cultivated by now.
There were many paths leading up the mountain, and the one Yi Meng took with her daughter had peppers and eggplants planted on either side.
On one side, there were bright red peppers hanging amidst greenery.
On the other side, there were deep purple eggplants hanging among the greenery.
In the distance, there were white cotton and corn as tall as a person.
Such sights put Yi Meng in an excellent mood.
Qi Manman bounced along, holding a small purple flower in her hand, which she had picked from who knows where.
"Mom, when can you start cooking? Manbao wants to eat fried eggplant boxes."
Qi Manman drooled at the sight of eggplants.
She loved eating eggplants, especially the ones her mom made.
Yi Meng looked indulgently at her daughter, and said softly: "I’ll make them tonight."
"Really?"
"Really!"
"Wow! That’s great!"
Qi Manman excitedly hugged Yi Meng’s waist: "Mom, then make braised pork, and sweet and sour fish, and..."
For a moment, the little girl couldn’t remember any more dish names.
Yi Meng wanted to laugh seeing her little foodie’s expression, and gently pinched her daughter’s chubby cheek: "Mom will make a big table of dishes today, and Manbao can eat whichever she wants, okay?"
"Okay!"
Qi Manman shouted excitedly, occasionally shouting out dish names.
Yi Meng listened and noted them down in her mind.
Ever since she found out she was pregnant with Xiao Shiyi, she hadn’t cooked much.
The little girl happened to be quite a foodie and loved eating the dishes her mom made.
This past half year, the little girl hadn’t really eaten her favorite dishes; now that she was out of confinement, it was time to let her eat to her heart’s content.
The mother and daughter walked and chatted, enjoying themselves immensely.
Suddenly, Qi Manman stopped.
Yi Meng was pulled back slightly, almost wondering if she would end up sitting on the ground due to her daughter’s lesser strength.
"Manbao, what’s wrong?"
Yi Meng stopped and squatted in front of her daughter, tidying her loose hair by her ear.
Qi Manman twirled the small flower in her hand, letting the petals brush against her chin.
"Mom, the fried eggplant boxes in town aren’t as tasty as yours."
The little girl suddenly said this earnestly, catching Yi Meng off guard: "Then mom will fry more eggplant boxes tonight, so that mom’s Manbao can eat until she’s full, okay?"
"Okay!"
Qi Manman nodded vigorously but still hadn’t returned to her previous state.
The little girl looked up at the sky, blinking her eyes, and seemingly spoke to herself: "Such tasty fried eggplant boxes, Manbao shouldn’t eat them alone."
"Then Manbao will eat together with the family?"
Yi Meng sensed her daughter’s mood wasn’t quite right, and tentatively asked.
Meals were usually eaten by everyone together.
Even when times were tough at home, the little girl, the youngest child in the family, would get an extra bowl of egg custard.
Even so, she would still share her egg custard with her brothers.
Thus, Yi Meng knew the little girl wouldn’t eat alone.
But how could the words just spoken be explained?
Qi Manman blinked her eyes, taking her gaze off the sky, and looked at Yi Meng, her chubby face full of seriousness: "Mom, could you secretly leave a portion of the delicious food you make for Manbao today? Don’t let anyone at home know, or Grandpa and Grandma will surely scold Manbao."
The little girl’s serious attitude showed no trace of her usual coyness.
Yi Meng felt a sudden pang of worry and instinctively glanced at the sky.
Somehow, she suddenly thought that the meal portion her daughter wanted secretly must be prepared for the blue sky above.
How could she refuse such a request?
How could she possibly refuse?
Yi Meng quickly nodded and said with equal seriousness: "Mom will personally cook and not let anyone else interfere, then serve each portion separately as soon as it’s ready."
Seeing the little girl satisfied, Yi Meng added: "But mom might not be able to put every dish separately; some might have to go on the same plate. Is that okay with Manbao?"
Qi Manman tilted her head and thought for a moment, then nodded: "That’s fine!"
Manbao wasn’t picky, so Grandpa Heavenly Dao and Grandpa Jade Emperor shouldn’t be picky either, right?
Right!
Definitely not picky!
If they were picky, then they were not being good, and Manbao would have to educate them properly!
Hmph!
The teacher always said, know that each grain on the plate comes from hard work.
Good kids absolutely shouldn’t be picky eaters, nor should they waste food!
Two white-bearded old men suddenly sneezed while drinking and playing chess outside the Nine Heavens.
"You..."
"You..."
They looked at each other, starting to speak simultaneously.
In the next moment, both of their expressions changed.
"The little girl!"
"The little girl!"
They spoke simultaneously again.
The two looked at each other and shuddered in unison.
"Done playing."
"Done playing."
Once again, they spoke at the same time.
Neither wanted to speak again, and they stood up together.
In the blink of an eye, two figures disappeared simultaneously.
The chess board and wine cups vanished along with them, turning into white mist that rose and disappeared completely.
