When the medical team goes to the countryside, every time they go to a village, the village will provide them with a lunch.

Yushu Village is no exception. Yu Manshan had people prepare lunch early in the morning.

However, the lunch he prepared was incomparable to that of the medical team.

I originally thought about killing the thirty-kilogram pig in the village to entertain the guests, but in the end I was reluctant to do so.

This time the meals were collected from each household.

Lunch is served with steamed buns and a few seasonal vegetables.

"It's not a big deal to cook meat like this."

"I'll go find you some onions, ginger, garlic, and some star anise."

Although Yu Manshan doesn't know how to cook, he still knows what ingredients are needed to cook meat.

"Thank you then."

Ma Juzi was worried about not being able to find the materials, when Secretary Yu took the initiative to put them forward.

After a while, Yu Manshan came over carrying a fence.

Inside are processed onions, ginger, garlic and star anise.

These materials didn't take much trouble and were brought directly from the canteen, where lunch was also being prepared.

Ma Juzi poured the ingredients into the pot, and then used a spoon to scoop out the minced meat on top.

After a while, the meat in the pot began to smell fragrant, and the smell of the meat could be smelled all under the elm trees.

The fellow doctors all looked back at Ma Juzi, with hope flashing in their eyes, their Adam's apple twitching, and they kept swallowing.

"If you don't take good care of the doctor, why are you looking around?" Yu Manshan scolded.

He felt that the villagers in his village were so embarrassed. They stared at the meat in the pot and wanted to hook the meat into their eyes.

"Yu Party Secretary, aren't you just watching people cooking meat? Don't you want to eat it?"

Someone in the crowd made a joke.

"That's right, I'm old enough to pretend to be a wolf with a big tail in normal times. What's the point of pretending to be a wolf now?"

"Only the state officials are allowed to set fires, but the people are not allowed to light lamps. Can't we hear this?"

From time to time, sarcasm came from the crowd queuing up to see a doctor, making Yu Manshan's face turn red with embarrassment.

"I see that all of you have 'pink eye'. If you don't want to see a doctor, just go home. Don't waste medical resources here."

When Yu Manshan saw someone contradicting him in public, he suddenly felt a little embarrassed. He took off his cloth shoes and chased the people who were joking.

The fellow villagers were not afraid of him and circled the crowd several times until he was too tired to chase him.

At this moment, it's time for lunch.

Instead of decreasing, the number of people seeing a doctor is increasing.

Most of them are not here to see a doctor, some are here for the smell of meat.

Those people didn't line up to see a doctor, they just squatted not far away and watched Ma Juzi stew meat.

After the meat is stewed, the next step is to fry it.

There is a bag of white sugar in the car, which is specially used for making braised pork.

Ma Juzi skillfully handled the cooked meat and then stir-fried it in another pot.

He first put some oil, and then poured a packet of sugar directly into the pot.

This scene made everyone's eyes twitch.

City people know how to enjoy it. If such a bag of sugar is left in their home, it will last at least three years.

Usually they are reluctant to drink it, but only when distinguished guests come, they are willing to put a spoonful in it.

Ma Juzi kneaded the empty sugar packet a few times and threw it on the ground. Immediately, five or six children rushed towards it.

"Mine, I grabbed it first."

"Obviously I grabbed it first."

Several children were fighting for the empty bag, and two of them couldn't stop fighting, grabbing each other's collars and wrestling with each other.

The adults nearby were not surprised by this and seemed to have long been accustomed to it. They were watching the excitement and yelling at them to start a fight.

The two children were not stupid and they tore the bag in half in front of everyone, one half for each of them.

Then he hid aside, held his head high, and poured the candy in the bag into his mouth.

This scene made several other children's eyes light up and they kept shouting,

"Monkey boy, give me a lick."

"Sanhuozi, you are so ungrateful. I will never play with you again."

Not to mention that the children were greedy, even the adults squatting nearby and watching the fun also had their eyes shining, staring at the candy bags in the hands of the two children.

Yu Manshan put his hands behind his back and looked at the scene of the children fighting for each other. He sighed and turned around and left.

Yang Jun, who was sitting in the car, watched all this with a calm expression.

It's not that his conscience is gone, but that he has become numb.

Situations like this can be seen everywhere.

In an era when supplies are extremely scarce, no one dares to say that anyone is noble when faced with the test of food and clothing.

Ma Juzi worked very quickly, and the sugar quickly turned into sugar color. Then he poured the processed meat pieces into the pot and stir-fried until each piece of meat was coated with syrup.

After a while, a pot of red braised pork was ready.

He Dazhuang had already prepared the rice bowl, and as soon as the pot came out, he handed the bowl over.

Ma Juzi's craftsmanship is really good.

The braised pork is bright in color and shiny on the surface, making it appetizing at first sight.

Ma Juzi found a lunch box, filled a large bowl of braised pork, grabbed a pair of chopsticks and ran over.

"Brother, try it."

Yang Jun rolled his eyes at him and looked at the fellow villagers watching around him.

The burning heat in their eyes was like wild beasts that had been hungry for months.

He suspected that this kid was deliberately trying to bring hatred to him.

He took the lunch box and put it on the passenger seat, then said to Ma Juzi,

"Let them all eat."

"Okay, brother."

Ma Juzi ran over again.

After saying a few words to Yi Qiu Shui, Yi Qiu Shui stood up and invited everyone to eat.

Yu Manshan had already cooked dinner, and a long table was set up in the yard, filled with various vegetables, and there were several cages next to it, specially used to hold the steamed buns.

He Dazhuang directly brought the braised pork to the table and dug a big spoonful of braised pork into everyone's lunch box.

The pot of braised pork was full, weighing more than 20 kilograms. After each person divided a spoonful, there was still a lot left.

Yi Qiushui came over and said hello to Yang Jun, then went to the yard to eat.

Yang Jun couldn't get used to the sweetness of braised pork, so he closed his lunch box and walked towards the village.

When passing by the field, he found the girl sitting on the ground crying. She looked very sad, but she did not dare to cry loudly, as if she was afraid of something.

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When he was about to go over, the girl saw someone walking towards her and immediately got up from the ground and continued working.

Yang Jun was stunned for a moment, and after thinking about it, he decided not to disturb her.

Continue walking into the village and come to a mud house.

Knocked on the door.

"Who?"

A man's voice came from the yard.

After a while, the door opened.

"Who are you looking for?"

The person who opened the door was a middle-aged man in his forties. He was dark-skinned, tall but thin, and his current hunchback was caused by years of fatigue. "Hello, brother, is your wife here?"

Yang Jun just saw the middle-aged woman with a miscarriage coming out of this courtyard, so he asked.

"Who are you? What are you doing with my wife?"

When the man heard this, he immediately looked at him warily.
To be continued...