Liu Qiaoye took a bite and the taste was really good. "Baby, did you really make this?"

"Of course. I cook my own food every day." Zhang Yaohua said proudly.

"My baby is really amazing..." Liu Qiaoye couldn't help feeling sad when she heard the baby's words "I cook myself every day." Thinking of her baby being alone at home this year, I don't know how much hardship she suffered. She suddenly burst into tears again.

"Mom, did I do something wrong?" Zhang Yao Peanut was afraid that his mother would be angry with him, so he had to go to Guangdong to work after the New Year.

"No, no, the baby did nothing wrong. From now on, my mother will not go anywhere. She will take baby at home every day to make delicious food for baby." Liu Qiaoye quickly wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes and said with a forced smile.

"That's great!" Zhang Yaohua jumped up excitedly.

Chen Guangbin ate a big bowl of wild boar leg meat and burped, saying, "Brother Youping, I should go back when I'm full. This is the Chinese New Year, and things will never be done. You just came back, but I'm afraid that tomorrow will not be stopped."

"Master Chen, why don't you go back early tomorrow morning. The mountain roads here are difficult to walk, so it's not safe to walk at night." Zhang Youping said with some concern.

"If I had been here for the first time, I wouldn't dare to walk at night. But I've been here a few times. Although this road is difficult to walk, it's not a big problem. Director Zhao might have something to do tomorrow. I have nothing to prepare at home. I can't walk without leaving." Chen Guangbin said with a smile.

"Beggar, do you still have your bamboo tea leaves?" Zhang Youping asked.

"Yes, yes, dad, I've left some for you and mom." Zhang Yaohua went to the room to take out two tubes.

"Your Uncle Zhao said, please bring him some bamboo black tea." Zhang Youping took two bamboo black teas and put them directly into a bag. Then he took several pieces of bacon from the bacon rack and put them in a snakeskin bag.

"Dad, this bacon is eaten by our family during the Chinese New Year." Zhang Qiaohua meant to tell Zhang Youping not to take too much.

"Stingy. Uncle Zhao has brought you a lot of delicious food." Liu Qiaoye scraped the baby's nose with his hands.

The flesh hurts. Seeing Zhang Youping take the bacon piece from the bacon rack one by one, Zhang Qiaohua really couldn't bear to look at it. Seeing Zhang Qiaohua like that, Liu Qiaoye giggled constantly.

"Do you still have that tea?" Liu Qiaoye asked.

"And, why don't I give them two more tubes of tea and get less bacon?" Zhang Yaohua said in her mother's ear in a low voice.

"Go quickly, bring a few more tubes of tea. My parents almost couldn't get home in Guangdong this time. Fortunately, Master Tang from your Uncle Zhao factory asked us to take his truck. Your Uncle Zhao was in the factory and asked casually, and then we realized that it was us. Otherwise, we wouldn't know how to go home now. We just asked Uncle Chen to bring a tube of black tea to Uncle Tang." Liu Qiaoye was also a person who was grateful.

"You have to." Zhang Jiaohua immediately ran in and took out several tubes of black tea.

In fact, these black teas were not specially left by Zhang Zhuohua. There were also some wild tea trees in Meishan, not many, and they could not produce much tea, but they were later than the tea in the garden. The number of these wild teas was not large, and they were fragmented. Zhang Zhuohua made black tea. There were only a dozen barrels in total. If it weren't for this, they would have been given to Zijiang Tea Factory together. Who would have been willing to drink such a precious thing in the bamboo tube black tea?

"There's only so many in total, I have to leave some for me Grandpa Luo." Zhang Yaohua took three more boxes for Master Chen.

"Master Chen, please bring us two pieces of bacon and a box of black tea to Master Tang." Liu Qiaoye said.

"Brother Youping, sister-in-law, you are really kind and kind people. I have not come here in vain this trip. When you have time to go to Zijiang, you must go to my house to sit. Today is thanks to your hospitality." Chen Guangbin also felt that Zhang Youping and his wife were really generous. He knew that a bamboo tube of black tea was worth thousands of yuan and gave so much at one time, but he didn't even blink. If it were an ordinary person, who would be willing to give so much?

Zhang Yaohua and his family took Master Chen out of the gardening farm, and Zhang Youping took all the things into the car. Then the family stood at the entrance of the gardening farm and watched the car gradually fade away.

"Let's go back and clean up first, and go to grandparents' place later. Otherwise, they will not sleep well tonight." Liu Qiaoye was still very thoughtful.

Zhang Manyin took Zhang Yuanbao home from the gardening farm and began to regret it.

"Yinbao has been begging for flowers in the gardening field. Now, as soon as Yuanbao comes back, what should I do if the beggar has a nightmare again at night?" Zhang Manyin turned around the room, restless.

"You are old and you like to beggars. Yuanbao is there to accompany you, why did you pull him back? Beggars refuse to come to the old house to celebrate the New Year, because of Youping, Qiaoye and his wife don't come back for the New Year? Isn't this child's temper still following your Zhang family? He becomes stubborn, and even nine-headed cows can't be pulled back. But then again, beggars are also evil (it means being pitiful here). Parents are not at home, and they rely on themselves for everything. At a young age, they know how to make tea. Isn't they just want to let their parents come back? You write to Youping and let the couple come back. No matter how good the city is, it is the home of the people in the city. Meiziao is not good, it is also his own home. You can make money in Meiziao. Why should they float so far away?" Ma Donghua scolded the man.

"I'd better go to the gardening farm to see if beggars come over?" Zhang Manyin walked out the door with a flashlight.

"Be careful on the road." Ma Donghua knew that the man was also stubborn and could not stop him.

When Zhang Manyin walked to the gardening field, he smelled a gasoline smell. It seemed that a car had just arrived. He also saw several fresh wheel prints at the entrance of the gardening field.

"Beggar, beggar." Zhang Manyin was afraid that something would happen to the gardening site.

"Dad!" Zhang Youping walked out.

"Youping? When did you come back?" Zhang Manyin was also shocked. He didn't expect Zhang Youping to rush home at night. He now understood why there was a faint smell of gasoline in the gardening field. It seemed that Zhang Youping and his wife came back in a small car.

"I just came back not long ago. I'm just about to go to your place with Qiao Ye." Zhang Youping smiled.

"Why are you coming back so late?" Zhang Manyin's words were a little complaining.

"Qiaoye has been working until the 26th. At that time, when we went to buy the ticket, we could no longer buy the ticket. We almost went to Guangdong for the New Year. Thanks to Master Tang from the Tea Factory, we asked us to take the tea factory truck. When we arrived in Zijiang, Director Zhao sent a car to take us back." Zhang Youping now talked about the couple's experience, and he still felt that it was like telling a story.

"Dad, Youping and I are about to bring beggars over. I know you and my mother must be worried about beggars." Liu Qiaoye hurriedly called Zhang Manyin into the house to sit.

"It's so late, I won't go in and sit in. You can rest early. Don't go tonight. Tomorrow, I will go to the old house for the New Year. There are so many people. Are you begging for the beggars? Have you gone to bed?" Zhang Manyin took a look into the house.

"Grandpa, I'll bring you some good things. Uncle Zhao brought a lot of high-end cigarettes with filters for my dad. There were also a lot of paper candy wrapped." Zhang Yaohua ran out with a large bag of things and wanted to stuff them into Zhang Manyin's hand.

"Oh, this grandson is well-behaved. My parents are back, and I still remember my grandfather." Zhang Manyin laughed, but did not give Zhang Yinghua what he handed him.

"Dad, you can take it with you as you beg for the flowers. The tobacco and alcohol were not bought for money. They were all given by Director Zhao. I asked the master who drove us back to bring some wild boar meat and black tea to Director Zhao." Liu Qiaoye knew the reason why Zhang Manyin put down the things.

"No, no. You just came back and didn't buy anything for the New Year's supplies. These are all ready-made. You can use them when you go back to your parents' home. You can save money to buy them. Why do we drink such high-end wine and smoke such high-end cigarettes?" Zhang Manyin waved his hands repeatedly.

"Dad, don't worry. I took a lot of it. I took half of it and left some for the New Year. It's completely enough." It turned out that this bag was actually what Liu Qiaoye had already prepared to mention to Zhang Manyin's house.

Zhang Youping smiled and said, "Baby, it turns out that you were not willing to give it to your grandfather, but that my mother asked you to give it to your grandfather?"

Zhang Manyin laughed, "I must be willing to beg for the flowers. I usually get wild animals and always have to give them one to my grandparents. If he has food, he will definitely have to do it."

Liu Qiaoye smiled and said, "That's right. If your parents are not at home, you have to be filial to your grandparents."

"Qiaoye, then you and Zaizai go to bed early. I'll take my dad back." Zhang Youping was worried that Zhang Manyin had walked such a long path alone.

"I'm back, I've been there too. I haven't seen my mother for so long. I want to say a few words to her." Liu Qiaoye insisted on going to the old house.

Beep!

A bunch of fireworks soared into the sky and suddenly bloomed in the deep night sky, like an extremely beautiful colorful flower. It lit up the quiet night sky of Meiziao.

"Wow, it's so beautiful! Dad, mom, we're going to buy big fireworks on the street too!" Zhang Yaohua shouted loudly at the bright fire trees and silver flowers in the sky.

"Okay, okay, Dad will take you to the street to buy it tomorrow!" Zhang Youping agreed readily.

Only when the family gets together can the taste of the New Year. This taste cannot be said, but can only be experienced from the heart.

Zhang Youping and Liu Qiaoye were glad that they rushed back home in time. Otherwise, what kind of year would the beggar beg for the family alone?

During the Chinese New Year, all the lights in every household have been lit up, embellishing this secluded mountain village with a bit of the Chinese New Year flavor.

Zhang Youping and his family followed Zhang Manyin into the yard of the old house. Ma Donghua was standing at the door, with a wrinkled face and a smile. (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!