Grandpa Yang Kaiping looked at Yang Yuemei who was silent and sighed softly.

He said to Old Mrs. Yang. "Okay, don't say anything. You don't know what your daughter is like? You keep everything in your heart."

When Yang Yuemei heard her father's words, she did not shed when she entered the door, and now she can't stop.

Someone can understand my grievances. And it is my own father.

Old Mrs. Yang sighed softly from the side and said nothing.

Then he looked at Jiang Xiaochuan and the others and said with a smile: "The eldest grandson has grown up so old. Wait, grandma will bring you some food."

After saying that, he returned to his room.

He took out a few candies and handed them to the two of them. Then he made a glass of candy water for the three of them.

Zhao Juan, the daughter-in-law next to her, saw it and said with a smile: "Mom, you are so biased. You are all your eldest grandson."

When my grandmother heard this, she knew she was just joking. She smiled and said, "Isn't that pack all eaten by them. If I hadn't hid some, I would probably not be left now."

Then he said to his daughter-in-law: "Go and take out the meat and burn it at noon."

Grandpa, who hadn't spoken much, said, "Go and kill a chicken."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Juan looked at Old Lady Yang with distress.

Old man Yang hesitated for a moment and said, "Kill it. Wait until the Chinese New Year is over."

Seeing this, Yang Yuemei hurriedly said, "Mom, don't kill me. There are only a few chickens at home, and I have to keep them for spring to lay eggs. I'm carrying something."

You know, the only few chickens raised in rural areas are all used to lay eggs. They are all treasures of the old ladies.

I can't bear to kill during the Chinese New Year.

Then he took out the contents in the package.

Grandma looked at the things Yang Yuemei took out and was surprised: "Your village sends so many things during the Chinese New Year? Why do you bring them? Keep them for yourself."

There are not many things, but they still need to be consumed during the Chinese New Year.

Yang Yuemei smiled when she heard this. "Yes, the village has beaten wild boars several times this year and has a lot of meat."

Old Mrs. Yang also knew that there were people in nearby villages who had sold sweet potatoes, so she didn't refuse.

"We also want food. If you kill me, just kill me. You haven't been back for a few years. It would be great if you came two days later. Your sister will come at that time."

During the Chinese New Year in the countryside, the main relatives of the man will usually be left behind. Only then will they go to the woman's house.

When Yang Yuemei heard her mother's words, she stopped dissuading her, and then smiled and said, "I don't know when she will come."

Old Mrs. Yang nodded after hearing this.

Now, unlike later generations, when we make an appointment with relatives, we can save ourselves from coming here in a scattered manner. We have to get back to the pot.

After a while, the old lady also went out and went to kill the chicken.

Leave Yang Yuemei to her father and elder brother.

Talking about old things.

After Jiang Xiaochuan and Jiang Xiaohe came here, they didn't say much.

Watching the few people chatting there, then looking at two children who were about the same age as me.

My uncle got married late, so these two children were almost the same as me.

During lunch, Jiang Xiaochuan looked at the food on the table.

Stir-fried pork with cabbage, add a little vermicelli, stir-fried eggs, and stewed with big radish from chicken.

For rice, it is cooked corn rice and dried.

There are no dishes in winter, but many families may not be willing to eat these dishes during the Chinese New Year.

If Yang Yuemei hadn't been here in the past few years, she probably wouldn't have killed this chicken.

I didn't see the two grandsons of the Yang family, and I couldn't stop seeing this dish.

After lunch, Yang Yuemei reluctantly took Jiang Xiaochuan and the others away.

When she got home, Yang Yuemei went back.

I have no relatives at home. This year, Jiang Xiaochuan has been enjoying a silly life.

Maybe it was because of his previous life that he always felt that he was still a little out of place in this world.

I have been staying at home these days and I am almost growing hair on my body.

But the snow has completely melted.

He was still wondering whether to go to Zhao Qinian to take a look.

But before I made a decision, someone came to my house.

My aunt Zhou Minghe.

Jiang Xiaochuan looked at Zhou Minghe in front of him and was surprised.

"My sister-in-law, why are you here?"

Zhou Minghe looked at Jiang Xiaochuan in surprise and said with a smile: "Why? I haven't seen each other for a few years, so I don't know my sister-in-law anymore?"

Jiang Xiaochuan smiled. "How is that possible? You wait a moment, I'll call you mother."

Then he said to Jiang Xiaohe, "Xiaohe, go and call my mother here."

When Jiang Xiaohe heard this, he ran towards the Jiang family.

Not long after, Yang Yuemei came over.

Yang Yuemei looked at the two people in front of her and said happily. "Minghe, why are you here?"

In the Zhou family, I have the best relationship with this sister-in-law.

Looking at Yang Yuemei in front of him, Zhou Minghe sighed and said, "Xiaochuan had not separated before, so it is not convenient for me to come here. This is not convenient for now, come and take a look."

Hearing his sister-in-law's words, Yang Yuemei also sighed softly.

However, neither of them said that they were kicked out before.

Then Zhou Minghe handed Jiang Xiaochuan a bag and said to him: "This is what your uncle and I gave you. He has been busy repairing the canal these days, but he hasn't come."

Jiang Xiaochuan took the bag.

There was actually about a pound of bacon and a bag of brown sugar inside.

I was also surprised that there was no food left. Where did this meat come from?

Moreover, this pound of bacon costs at least one and a half pounds of fresh pork.

As for brown sugar, it should be the tickets exchanged with the villagers at the end of the year.

There are not many things, but for the current rural areas, it is already a very heavy gift.

Jiang Xiaochuan took a look, but he didn't hesitate to take it away.

When you leave later, bring them something back.

Leaving Yang Yuemei to accompany Zhou Minghe, he ran to cook.

When he came to the kitchen, he thought for a while, and made a dried pheasant soup and a marinated one that had been stir-fried with a large white fungus.

I dare not make any vegetables. After all, the season is wrong.

It's almost noon when the dishes are ready.

When they came out with the dishes, they looked at both of them with red eyes.

Obviously, it was talking about something sad.

When Zhou Minghe saw the dishes served by Jiang Xiaochuan, she was surprised and said, "Xiaochuan, where did you come from so much meat? Why did you make so much? You're a waste of it."

Jiang Xiaochuan smiled and said, "My sister-in-law, you see there are mountains nearby. I'll go to the mountains to get traps."

Then he joked, "You little sister-in-law, you can't tell me it."

Zhou Minghe said unhappy when she heard this, "Who will I tell you to?"

Then when she saw the white rice served by Jiang Xiaochuan, she looked at Yang Yuemei with a worried look on her face.

He said, "Yuemei, why do you make so much meat? What should I do after eating it?"

Yang Yuemei knew that her son could get these things. She smiled and said, "Xiaochuan and Xiaohe can get pensions. They are still alright now."
Chapter completed!