Knowing how stubborn her grandson was, Grandma Zhang nodded and didn't insist anymore. She took a bite of the egg and closed her eyes, savoring the taste. It had been a long time since she had eaten eggs.
After his grandparents finished the eggs, Zhang Ermu scooped rice into their bowls and took out the stir-fried pickled vegetables with pork from the basket.
"Grandpa, Grandma, from now on, we will have meat and vegetables to eat, so don't hold back—eat it all," he urged.
Grandpa Zhang frowned when he saw the rice and asked, "Ermu, where did you get so much meat and vegetables?"
"A few days ago, Brother Chenze showed me where to find vegetables and grains in the mountains. He also taught me how to set traps. The places are hidden, and no one else goes there, so I have been gathering grains, vegetables, and fruits over the past few days," Zhang Ermu explained.
"Isn't it dangerous to go to the mountain alone?" Grandma Zhang asked, worried.