"Da Miao, Er Miao, San Miao, Dazhuang, Tu Gou, Shengzi, come over for dinner. Brother Dafu's nephew has sent us plenty of bean cakes," Old Guo called to the families who were working.
After they took up the task of clearing the wasteland, they also called their families to help, and now there were thirteen people working on the barren land.
There were many people, but the Gu Family sent a lot of food too, a whole basket full of bean dregs cakes, enough for all their families.
When He Dazhuang, He Tugou, and He Shengzi arrived at the edge of the field, seeing the bean dregs cakes in the basket, they smiled from ear to ear.
He Dazhuang said, "Wow, these are golden bean pancakes, they cost a few copper coins each in town."
He had once bought one and shared it with his wife; it was extremely delicious, but they didn't have much money, so that was the only time they bought it. His wife had craved that taste for a long time.
