The Lucky Farmgirl
Chapter 493 - 482: The Iron Pot I Gave You

Chapter 493: Chapter 482: The Iron Pot I Gave You

Old Zhou returned home in high spirits and saw that Zhou ErLang and the others were still sorting out the things they had bought. He watched them with great enthusiasm for a while, then asked Zhou ErLang, "Did all the money for this come from Manbao?"

Zhou ErLang nodded.

Old Zhou was overjoyed, feeling a sense of satisfaction at having spent a portion of his daughter’s money. He grinned so widely his eyes were nearly squinted shut and was about to head into the kitchen.

"Dad—" Manbao came running out of the house, her eyes sparkling brightly as she looked at him, "I bought you a gift."

Old Zhou’s eyes lit up, "What gift?"

"Wait till after dinner, then I’ll tell you."

Old Zhou, although itching with curiosity, agreed, but couldn’t help probing, "You’ve got to give me a hint at least, what kind of thing is it?"

"It’s related to food."

Could it be the big chunk of meat now lying in the kitchen?

Old Zhou thought for a moment, and although he found it surprising to receive such an item as a gift, it wasn’t unacceptable.

Old Zhou nodded with a gleeful smile, "Alright, we’ll talk after dinner."

Then, when it came time for dinner, Old Zhou discovered that tonight’s dishes were radically different from usual, starting with the shiny, reddish meat that he had only seen at the Bai Family’s home.

Once, he had been invited by Old Master Bai to dine at the Bai Family’s house, and he had eaten it then. Truly, it was... exceptionally delicious.

Old Zhou almost had stars in his eyes as he looked at the two tables laden with a sumptuous dinner and asked, "How were these dishes made?"

Manbao picked up her chopsticks and offered some braised pork to her father, her eyes filled with expectation, "Dad, try it first."

Everyone at both tables watched Old Zhou as he took a bite of the meat. He couldn’t help but brighten up and nodded repeatedly, "It’s nearly as good as the one from Old Master Bai’s house, delicious! Eldest’s cooking skills are improving by the day."

Junior Ms. Qian was elated beyond measure and laughed, "It’s all because of the quality of the meat and sugar Little Miss bought..."

Old Zhou served some to Ms. Qian, then addressed his children, "Alright, let’s eat."

Everyone began to tuck in heartily.

Not to mention Datou and the others getting oil around their mouths, even the adults like Zhou Dalang were immensely enjoying the meal, feeling that this dinner even surpassed the New Year’s Eve feast.

After the food on the table was swept clean and everyone was full and satisfied, Manbao finally said to Old Zhou, "Dad, from now on, if the family wants to eat dishes like this, we can make them as long as we buy the meat."

"Hmm, how so?"

"With an iron pot," Manbao said cheerfully, "Dad, I bought you an iron pot, are you happy?"

"What?" Old Zhou’s voice nearly broke.

Standing in front of the kitchen’s iron pot, Old Zhou fell silent for a long while before asking, "How much did all this iron cost?"

Zhou SiLang whispered a number from behind Zhou Dalang.

Old Zhou then asked, "Who told you to buy it?"

Zhou SiLang immediately replied, "Manbao did, she said that food cooked in an iron pot tastes better."

"Silang took me there. I didn’t know where the iron shop was," Manbao also quickly said, "Then Silang suggested buying it, so I paid for it."

Old Zhou reminisced on the taste of tonight’s meal. He kept telling himself in his heart, his daughter’s money was spent, his daughter’s money was spent, and it was for a good cause, a good cause.

But what if he still felt like hitting someone?

Old Zhou couldn’t help but suggest again, "Manbao, why don’t you let your mother keep the money for you? You can ask for it when you need it."

Manbao flatly refused, "No! I want to hold onto it myself."

With that, she scurried away.

Old Zhou sighed, "How is that two hundred and sixteen taels of silver going to be enough for her to spend?"

Zhou Si and everyone privy to the situation thought to themselves: It’s not enough, because they’d indeed spent a fair amount today.

Each went back to their rooms.

Junior Ms. Qian couldn’t help but take out a box, from which she took a gold bracelet and put it on her wrist, gleefully asking Zhou Dalang, "Does it look good?"

Zhou Dalang nodded, "It looks good, but do you dare to wear it out?"

It was gold, after all. If it were to get lost, dirty, or even slightly damaged...

Junior Ms. Qian thought for a moment and regretfully said, "I really don’t dare to wear it outside. Now that I think about it, silver wouldn’t be that bad."

"You better not let anyone hear you say that," Zhou Dalang laughed, "I asked Datou about it, and this gold one is much more expensive than silver."

Ms. Feng also couldn’t resist putting on a silver bracelet and asked Zhou ErLang her opinion, then couldn’t help sighing, "Manbao really treats her eldest sister-in-law differently."

Zhou ErLang yawned and lay down, saying, "Isn’t that obvious? Manbao was raised by my eldest sister-in-law. Did you see even my eldest sister didn’t get a gold one?"

That was indeed the case. Ms. Feng pushed the thought aside and quietly asked Zhou Er, "Do you think I can wear it out tomorrow?"

"Wear it, who’s stopping you?"

"Dad," Ms. Feng said softly, "Dad doesn’t know anything yet."

Zhou ErLang didn’t say anything, and after a long while yawned again, "No worries, Mom’s here."

At this moment, Ms. Qian also took out a box from the bedside.

Old Zhou was about to lie down when he saw it and curiously asked, "What’s that?"

"A gift from Manbao."

Old Zhou let out a yawn, watching his wife open the box. Then the yawn he was in the midst of got stuck as his eyes widened at the sight of the shiny yellow object inside.

Ms. Qian slipped the gold bracelet onto her other wrist and smiled at Old Zhou, "Does it look good?"

Old Zhou dumbly nodded, "It looks good."

Ms. Qian was thoroughly pleased, "Pity it’s gold. Can only wear it at home, can’t wear it out."

Only then did Old Zhou recover his senses and mumbled, "When you think about it, Manbao spent quite a bit of money today."

Ms. Qian glanced at him before finally saying, "She also bought bracelets for Xi and the others. Except for Eldest’s, made of gold, the rest are silver."

Old Zhou then felt completely justified, "See, with the speed at which your daughter is spending money, dare you leave it in her hands?"

Ms. Qian then teased, "But can you get the money from her?"

He certainly could not.

However, both gold and silver bracelets were valuable, and could be directly converted into cash if needed in the future.

Reflecting on this, Old Zhou felt less pained.

But after lying down for a while, he had a delayed realization, "Why does everyone have gifts except me?"

"Who said you don’t?" Ms. Qian said, "It’s Dalang and Datou who have nothing. Didn’t Manbao give you an iron pot?"

Old Zhou: "...Was that meant for me? Doesn’t everyone at home eat the food cooked in that pot?"

"You’re the head of the family. These things should be bought by you. If she bought them for you, isn’t that the same as giving them to you?"

Old Zhou actually found his wife’s reasoning sound, but still felt something was off, and he couldn’t react at that moment.

Seeing him silent, Ms. Qian pulled up the blanket, "Alright, let’s sleep. The Mid-Autumn Festival is coming. We have a lot of kids at home, and I’ve been thinking, since last May until now, the house hasn’t been quiet for a moment, and the kids are also worn out. That’s why I’m planning to make some tangyuan and rice cakes for them to eat."

Old Zhou had no objections.

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