Chen Jianhua is a widower and has never married.

In normal times, I farm and go to the city to do odd jobs.

Like other people, he went to work like a normal worker, but he didn't have to be a contractor because Chen Jianhua was physically weak and couldn't do heavy physical labor.

But if you are a migrant worker in the city, what easy work can you do?

"I'll scoop it up for you!"

Chen Wei smiled and shook his head: "Old man, you sit down and eat while I go by myself."

I walked into the kitchen with ease. After all, rural kitchens are a bit dark and dirty.

Yes, it looks quite dirty.

Chen Wei picked up a bowl. The bowl was naturally not expensive porcelain.

Use your hands to wipe away the black stains in the bowl, which should be fire ashes (ashes from burned wood).

I poured a full bowl directly from the pot. I haven't eaten this red potato porridge for a long time.

Chen Wei also specially selected the yellow red potato, which tastes sweet and delicious.

The porridge is sauerkraut!
Chapter completed!