Once the brigade claimed the mountains, no one would be allowed to enter without permission. If that happened, the Li family’s situation might revert to subsisting on just one meal a day and they wouldn’t be able to have a better life compared to the rest of the villagers.
While he was lost in thought, the next dish—stir-fried crab with Padang sauce—was served. This time, alongside the dish, they brought out steamed rice with pandan leaves.
This time, Xie Xuanzi said nothing when he saw the crab and focused on eating. He knew that if he talked too much, he wouldn’t even get a chance to taste the dish before others devoured it.
At the main table, the Pan family was surprised when they saw the crab. Even in the capital, it was difficult to find crabs of such size and quality, let alone in a small village.
Noticing their expressions, Li Lingyun smiled and explained, "Father, Mother, these crabs were caught by my third brother and his wife in the mountain lake. It’s not much, but the taste is delicious. It’s rare to find such good stuff in the deep mountains, so please eat more."
Hearing this, the second aunt took a bite of the crab and exclaimed, "I thought we would need to shell the crab, but unexpectedly, the shell is soft and crispy."
Everyone had assumed the crabs were small because they were freshwater crabs. However, upon tasting them, they discovered that the crabs were soft-shell crabs. Compared to hard-shell crabs, soft-shell crabs were harder to obtain as they had to be caught before their new shells hardened.
The effort required to obtain the ingredients to prepare this dish demonstrated how much importance the Li family placed on Pan Meijia. This realization brought a satisfied smile to Father and Mother Pan’s faces, and their gazes toward their son-in-law grew warmer and more affectionate.
Seeing this, Pan Meijia tugged at her husband’s sleeve and whispered, "Brother Yun, what did you tell my parents? Why are they looking at you like that?"
Leaning closer to his newlywed wife, Li Lingyun whispered back, "Maybe it’s because I’m so handsome today that they like me more."
Pan Meijia glanced at her husband with blushing cheeks, and whispered, "You are so shameless."
Raising his eyebrows, Li Lingyun teased, "Wife, are you saying your husband isn’t handsome today?"
Hearing this, Pan Meijia’s blush deepened. After stealing several glances at her husband, she finally muttered in a low voice, "Very handsome."
Satisfied with her answer, Li Lingyun smiled and replied, "My wife is also very beautiful today." fгeewёbnoѵel.cσm
"Ahem!"
Sitting beside them, Father Li let out a discreet cough to remind the couple of their surroundings. While they were the bride and groom, excessive public displays of affection were inappropriate, especially with many brigade and production team staff present at the banquet.
Hearing the cough, Pan Meijia and Li Lingyun composed themselves and focused on eating. Although the crab dish was delicious, each portion only contained about fifteen pieces. So, everyone could only get one or two pieces.
At a nearby table, one of the brigade staff remarked, "Sir, I heard from the villagers that most of the ingredients for today’s banquet were foraged from the mountains. With so many resources available, claiming the mountain area could help solve our food shortage."
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