Transmigration: The Main Character is Not Becoming the Cannon Fodder!-Chapter 318 - 6: The Famine Years Without Hunger (Part 6)

Chapter 318: Chapter 6: The Famine Years Without Hunger (Part 6)

Li Shuning wasn’t doing it without reason; she wanted to gain control of the kitchen.

The family might not have much rice, but she did. Adding a little something now and then was easy, and Li Chunhua was so dazed that she had no idea how much was really in the kitchen.

Li Rengui never stepped into the kitchen. He handed all the money to Li Chunhua, and whatever she wanted to buy, Li Chunhua would purchase herself.

Naturally, he had no clue that Li Shuning was storing some rice and flour at home.

He only found it odd that when Li Shuning cooked, it seemed like there was plenty and it tasted great. Eating like this, wouldn’t they bankrupt themselves?

Li Chunhua thought about it; thanks to Li Shuning, Li Rengui was making good money. If Li Shuning wanted better food, so be it.

It’s not like the family was broke; they used to always eat sparingly to stay humble.

Now with Li Rengui’s earnings, enjoying some good meals was no big deal.

Li Rengui was decisive; he mobilized a small team and went to other villages to make beds.

A month before New Year, he returned with quite a bit of money.

During this time, Li Shuning went across the river, hacked through the ice, and caught fish. Overall, the Li Family’s meals were quite sumptuous.

Li Shuning had not only vegetable oil but also pork lard. With the extra fat, Li Chunhua and her grandparents looked much healthier.

Li Shuning transformed from a skinny little girl into a cute little adult with fair skin.

Li Rengui returned home and was greeted with fish. Knowing Li Shuning had been focused on food, Li Rengui laughed heartily: "Soon it’ll be New Year. This year, when we slaughter the pig, we won’t sell it. We’ve earned quite some money recently; let’s keep the pig for ourselves."

Li Shuning cheered.

On the day of pig slaughter, everyone woke up early, before dawn.

Li Shuning, still sleepy-eyed after the pig was slaughtered, while Li Chunhua took a piece of meat to her mother’s home, Li Shuning started processing the pig.

In this world, people ate pig’s blood and innards too.

They just didn’t handle them well, so no one liked them.

Li Shuning’s Qiankun Ring had plenty of seasoning; making a delicious dish was no challenge.

Furthermore, her way of processing innards differed from the locals. They might not clean them well, but that didn’t mean Li Shuning couldn’t.

When Li Chunhua returned, she smelled a wonderful, enticing aroma at home.

She saw her father and mother already seated in the main hall, with Rengui also sitting there. Li Chunhua walked in.

"Husband, what’s that amazing smell?"

Li Rengui’s stomach was grumbling. He’d been up since before sunrise, had only a bowl of porridge in the morning, and had been busy slaughtering the pig until noon, starving.

The aroma was torturous.

Li Chunhua wanted to peek into the kitchen, but since Li Shuning took over, she explicitly said not to watch her cook, lest it affect her performance negatively. Li Chunhua had to give up.

As if hearing cries of hunger, Li Shuning carried out a plate of meat.

It was a large plate of braised pork, with a melt-in-your-mouth tenderness, incredibly fragrant and tasty.

The four picked up chopsticks, grabbed a few pieces, and devoured them.

Li Shuning gave a light smile and served the rice.

Next, she brought out several other dishes.

There was stir-fried pig’s blood, a small plate of marinated pig ears and tails, a plate of stir-fried pig intestines.

And a plate of bok choy.

The whole family feasted, lips glistening with oil, enjoying it immensely. It had been long since they had meat like this; they could each devour several bowls.

Li Shuning was very satisfied.

She had learned many things in different worlds; her cooking skills were naturally excellent.

This pork was from a free-range pig, unlike those fed with fodder in the real world.

Nothing could beat its taste.

In the coming days, Li Chunhua even took Li Shuning to the marketplace, but Li Shuning bought nothing.

She had plenty of stuff on hand, and nothing at the market tempted her; better not waste money.

Even so, Li Chunhua still picked up fabric and cotton for Li Shuning, intending to craft a beautiful padded jacket before New Year’s.

She also bought a string of sugar-coated haws.

Li Shuning was helpless.

She wasn’t truly a child; she didn’t care for those things.

By New Year’s Eve, the padded jacket was finished. As the weather turned colder, Li Chunhua barely ventured outside, leaving household chores to Li Rengui while she focused on making the jacket for Li Shuning, managing to complete it.

The first day of the year was for fun and games. On the second day of the year, the family of three visited Grandma’s house, Li Shuning wearing her new padded jacket. Admittedly, Li Chunhua’s craft was skillful; the jacket didn’t appear old-fashioned.

Being in the same village meant they arrived quickly.

Li Shuning knew she would soon see Li Donghua and Zhao Jing.

At this time, Zhao Donglai showed signs; he didn’t accompany Li Donghua to her parents for the New Year anymore.

Li Donghua was indifferent; Zhao Donglai had given her twenty yuan.

She bought many things and saved ten yuan, feeling proud and with some pocket money, quite satisfied.

Zhao Jing hadn’t been reborn yet.

As expected, after an hour, Li Donghua and her mother arrived.

A heartfelt reunion commenced with the whole family gathering on the bed to snack on roasted goods.

Li Donghua was curious: "Oh, Mother, what’s up with this bed? Why is it so warm?"

Wang Cuicun beamed: "That’s your brother-in-law’s idea; everyone in the village uses it now. I had your father heat it up early morning; warm, isn’t it? Tonight, I’ll heat it well for you, so you and Jing’er won’t complain about the cold like previous years."

Li Shuning noticed a flicker of envy in Li Donghua’s eyes. Yes, envy. Envy for what? Probably envy for her sister’s good life, with such a good husband, naturally.

At this time, the guests sat on the bed, Li Shuning between Li Chunhua and Li Rengui, while Li Donghua sat on Rengui’s other side, Zhao Jing beside Li Donghua and Li Chunhua.

As for the other sisters, who married farther away, they’d likely arrive in the afternoon.

Right then, Li Donghua seemed to lose all composure, trying to lean onto Li Rengui.

"Oh my, I’m feeling dizzy from traveling since early morning."

Seeing Li Donghua about to lean into Li Rengui, Li Shuning immediately stood up, seating herself to Rengui’s right, next to Li Donghua, and supported her.

"Auntie, are you alright? How about I give you a massage?"

A flash of sharpness passed through Li Donghua’s eyes; this meddlesome girl.

"Oh, just feeling dizzy. Daya, would you fetch me a glass of water?"

"Hey, Jing cousin, could you pour Auntie some water? She seems quite uncomfortable; a little massage should make it better."

With that, Li Shuning stood up and began massaging Li Donghua’s temples.

Now Li Donghua had nothing to say, and Zhao Jing stepped off the bed to pour water.

Li Chunhua didn’t sense anything wrong, simply making sure Li Donghua was okay.

Li Rengui’s eyes flickered slightly; he smiled at Li Shuning, feeling a sense of pride. His daughter was growing up.