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Chapter 511 Simple and Honest Folk Customs (2)

Inside the house, Lin Mo's aunt served them fruit and water, warmly welcoming them.

"Come on, have some water and some fruit. Don't be picky, they're all from our own trees," Aunt Lin Mo said with a smile.

As for his eldest uncle, he was killing a chicken in the yard, and the kettle in the house was already boiling water.

There was nothing he could do. His uncle might not recognize other brands, but he did recognize Moutai. Last time, around October 1st, a group of people came to his house for dinner, and someone gave him this liquor before they left.

However, the old man couldn't bear to drink it, so he eventually sold it for over two thousand yuan.

Miss Yuan offered two bottles, and although he felt embarrassed to accept them, he was also afraid of offending her, since she had arrived in a Mercedes.

Although it was said that his nephew was driving the car, he didn't believe that the car belonged to his nephew. In order not to embarrass his nephew, Miss Yuan only mentioned it briefly, and he quickly killed the free-range chicken.

These are the only natural things that the countryside has to offer.

"Aunt, don't bother. We just heard from Mozai that there are pheasants on the mountain here, so we came to play," Miss Yuan said, but she had already picked up a strange fruit and taken a bite.

After all, when it comes to food, it's like she has a passive skill—she has to taste it to see if it's salty or bland.

I may not like to eat it, but I can't not eat it.

"Huh? What's this? It tastes great! It's crunchy, sweet, and so juicy!" Miss Yuan exclaimed, looking at the fruit in her hand with delight.

She had never eaten this thing before, and she had never even seen it.

Upon hearing this, Lin Mo's aunt looked at her nephew with disbelief in her eyes. How could anyone not recognize an apple pear?

Apple pear is not the name of two different fruits, nor is it a product of grafting apples and pears. It is simply called apple pear because it looks very much like an apple.

However, this fruit is not considered high-end; it's not even commonly found in fruit shops in the city, let alone in Miss Yuan's household, which is full of high-end fruits. So, she has never seen it before in all these years.

"Um, Auntie, my friend's family is well-off and has never seen this before," Lin Mo said with a smile. Then he explained to Miss Yuan, "Sister Yuan, this is called an apple pear. Almost every family in the village has two of these trees, which they keep for their own consumption."

"The apples and pears are great, delicious!" Miss Yuan nodded, and then ate even more enthusiastically.

Seeing this, Lin Mo's aunt quickly said, "If you like it, I'll get you some later, you can keep it to eat when you get home!"

"Okay, thank you, Auntie!" Upon hearing this, Miss Yuan's eyes immediately lit up with a smile like crescent moons. Polite? What was that? She had always been straightforward and direct. If she liked something, she liked it; if she wanted something, she wanted it. She never beat around the bush, which made her personality particularly endearing—frank and unpretentious.

"No need, it's nothing valuable. Here, have some hot water to warm you up," my aunt said with a smile.

It's already late November, almost December, and the weather is quite cool. When I wake up in the morning, I can breathe out white mist, and there's even frost on the ground.

Miss Yuan and the other two nodded and drank their water. As for Lin Mo, he picked up a water ladle, scooped water directly from the water vat in the outer room, and gulped down several mouthfuls.

He still doesn't like drinking hot water, even in winter, because he always feels that hot water doesn't quench his thirst.

Seeing this, Miss Yuan became curious again and pointed to the water ladle in his hand, saying, "Is this spring water? Let me try some!"

Lin Mo:
She really wanted to try anything that could be put in her mouth.

Even though Miss Yuan is very rich, she usually drinks tap water or mineral water. Although she has a water purifier at home, she still thinks the water at home doesn't taste good, so she drinks mineral water most of the time.

Over the years, she has had the opportunity to drink spring water a few times while traveling. It tastes really good, sweet and refreshing.

That natural coolness wasn't the kind from a water dispenser or refrigerator at home, but a deep, penetrating coolness. That's why she never forgot the mountain spring water.

"Huh? No, this is groundwater, well water from underground!" Lin Mo explained.

In rural families, almost every household has a well. Whether it's the well water from his uncle's place or his father's hometown, it tastes great. At least Lin Mo feels it tastes much better than his tap water, and even mineral water can't compare. "What nonsense are you talking about? I want to drink it!" With that, Miss Yuan ran over, snatched the water ladle from his hand, and then gulped down two mouthfuls herself.

Although it wasn't as delicious as the spring water she drank, it was still refreshing and sweet, with a taste quite different from mineral water.

"Wow~~ This water tastes so good! Auntie, could you fill some up for me? I want to take some with me!" Miss Yuan exclaimed in delight.

I never expected that such a small rural village would have so many surprises.

Hearing this, Lin Mo's aunt was completely baffled. Shouldn't city people live a life of luxury? Why did she seem like she had never eaten anything good?

“Of course it’s possible. I’ll find a bucket and fill it up for you,” my aunt quickly said.

Just then, a chicken squawked in pain from inside the yard. Miss Yuan curiously poked her head out and asked, "Hey? What happened?"

"Ah, well, you've come! Let's kill a chicken. We also have some mushrooms from the mountain, so let's cook them together!" Auntie said.

Upon hearing this, the Sichuan girl waved her hands repeatedly: "No need, Auntie, we just came over for a stroll and will be leaving in a bit!"

Director Wang nodded in agreement: "Yes, yes, don't trouble your uncle!"

"Hey, isn't this annoying? Have you had lunch yet?" Auntie asked.

The Sichuan girl nodded: "I ate, I ate!"

Upon hearing this, Miss Yuan swallowed hard: "I ate lunch, but not dinner yet!"

Everyone:.
Upon hearing this, Lin Mo slapped his forehead. This greedy girl's nature had kicked in again. However, he was also half the master, so he couldn't contradict Miss Yuan. Otherwise, it would make it seem like he was kicking her out.

"Haha, then stay a little longer. You're here to have fun anyway, so have dinner before you leave." Aunt Lin Mo was amused by Miss Yuan's behavior.

This girl seems a bit naive and innocent. She's such a cute little girl, and she looks so young. If she hadn't come with her nephew, who said they were friends, I would have thought she was a minor.

Little did they know, this seemingly small girl was actually the leader of the four.

Then Miss Yuan ran to the yard with her short legs to watch Uncle Lin Mo kill a chicken.

Watching the rooster being scalded with hot water and having its feathers plucked, Miss Yuan couldn't help but swallow hard. A free-range chicken must taste delicious, right?

"Goose, goose, goose~~"

Just then, a large white goose swaggered in through the door.

Miss Yuan's eyes lit up: "A goose! Mo Zai, my uncle's family has geese!"

Upon hearing this, Lin Mo knew things were going to turn bad. After all, people in the countryside are honest and kind, and his uncle's family might lose their geese.

But the next second, Miss Yuan rushed over, shouting excitedly, "Wow, this goose is so cute! It's so white, has such a long neck, it's so big, and so fat!"

Immediately, Lin Mo saw the goose spread its wings and rush towards Miss Yuan.

"Goose, goose, goose~~"

"Oh my god, Mo Zai, save me!" Miss Yuan cried out as she was pecked three times in an instant.

The next second, his uncle rushed over and kicked the goose flying.

At that moment, Lin Mo knew that his uncle's family definitely didn't have any geese left.

(End of this chapter)