"Grandpa, grandpa!" Xixi, alone, carrying a white plastic bag, holding the wall, walked down the stairs step by step carefully. Before she could reach the first floor, she couldn't wait to scream.

When Yang Chonggui saw Xixi's little figure appearing alone at the stairs, he couldn't sit still. He stood up and strode to greet him, saying, "Slow down, Yang Xi, why are you coming down by yourself? What if you fall?"

Although he still used a tone of blame, the concern in the old man's eyes could not be covered up. He wanted to go up and carry Xixi down.

"Grandpa, I'll give you something delicious!" Xixi raised the white bag in her hand and said with a smile. Finally, she was about to complete the achievement of walking the stairs, but she was only a few steps away from her last, and she was carried into her arms by her grandfather.

Yang Chonggui hugged Xixi, and the more he looked at it, the more he liked it. He just vaguely felt intimate before, but now he confirmed that he was his own granddaughter. The old man looked at this little face and was so caring that he couldn't bear to put Xixi down.

Xixi was still thinking about her sharing delicious food with her grandfather. She untied the bag in her arms and took out a small bottle. Then, the little girl quickly put the bag on her wrist, then twisted the open bottle cap with both hands, revealing a small mouth like a toothpick box, and said seriously: "Grandpa, I tell you, this is delicious!"

"What is this?" Yang Chonggui moved his eyes from his granddaughter's face to the small bottle, and saw small things inside.

"This is rat shit!" Xixi said this name, and she waved her hand quickly and giggled, "Grandpa, grandpa, don't be afraid, it's not rat shit. Dad said that it's just called this name, not rat shit."

"Is that right? Grandpa knows it. It should be made of raw materials such as tangerine peel, plum blossoms, and hawthorn. It is also called Jigong Dan. Grandpa has seen it before." Yang Chonggui smiled slightly. When he heard this name, he had actually reacted. He had seen it when he passed by Jinling in the early years. At that time, he heard it was "mouse shit", so he almost didn't expose someone else's stall.

This was the first time Xixi heard such a detailed statement. She looked at her grandfather with some admiration and said, "Wow, grandfather, you are so awesome, you know so much!"

Yang Chonggui smiled proudly under the eyes of his granddaughter, stroking his chin's beard.

Next, Xixi poured out a piece of "Jigong Dan", then pinched it, asking grandpa to open her mouth, and then she stuffed the snacks into grandpa's mouth. After that, she rubbed her two fingers, as if the powder was dipped on her fingers was delicious!

In fact, Xixi can lick her fingers when eating by herself!

Regardless of whether Xixi's hands are clean or not, there are not so many things to pay attention to in the countryside, let alone the snacks given by her granddaughter. Yang Chonggui smacked his lips and finished it all at once.

"Well, it's delicious!" Yang Chonggui gave Xixi a thumbs up.

"Hehe!" The little girl was also so happy that she couldn't do it.

Dong Yue'e, who was jealous of her eyes, stopped working, and she also walked over: "Little Yangxi, you gave your grandpa something delicious, why don't you give grandma a piece?"

Xixi hasn't become familiar with grandma yet, but after all, she knows it's her grandma, so she also said obediently: "Grandma, wait a moment, I'll give it to you now."

...

Yang Yi and Murphy quickly packed up. After getting off the floor, Murphy also changed into a very simple dress. It was one of the few street stalls she bought when she went shopping with Yang Huan before.

Although she was wearing simple clothes, Murphy still looked like a fairy who had fallen into the mortal world. Her delicate and beautiful face could not be concealed by these clothes.

In the morning, several groups of guests came to my house.

Yang Yi came back and drove the car. The noise was so loud that he had just arrived home. Everyone in the village knew that the boss of the Yang family was driving back. The unfamiliar neighbors pretended to pass by at the door, looked at the car in the yard, the familiar neighbors, and the relatives of Dong Yue'e's mother's house, and came up to visit the door.

It was quite lively, especially those children wearing muddy shoes and pants. Yang Yi took out snacks and asked Xixi to send them to these brothers, sisters, and children. After a while, they also got a piece of it. It was a bit difficult for Yang Yi to explain his relationship with Murphy, Xixi and others one by one.

However, in this small village where sunrise and sunset, Murphy also enjoyed the life of an ordinary person. No one recognized her as a big star, but he just thought that the wife from this city was so beautiful and flattered her for a few words.

Murphy did not show a cold face anymore, but followed Yang Yi with a smile, and accompanied him to greet the guests. "Brother Dong Fang", "third uncle", "Uncle Ting"... These names were actually called, and Murphy was also confused, but she still tried hard to remember, speak out, and help pour tea.

Even though she didn't like dealing with strangers, Murphy still showed the attitude a wife should have.

Yang Yi knew Murphy's personality. He found an opportunity, held Murphy's hand and whispered: "It's hard for you!"

"No, this is what I should do." Murphy hugged Yang Yi's arm tightly, as if looking for support. She smiled gently. With Yang Yi's words, she didn't feel tired at all.

At this moment, a few young men in their twenties came back with another young man. They shouted excitedly: "Brother Tiezi, Junzi drives a truck for people in the county town and has a driver's license!"

The young man named Junzi was also eager to try: "Brother Tiezi, please take me to try your car? I have never seen such a beautiful car before!"

"This is a pickup truck." Yang Yi smiled and corrected, "Want to drive? OK, let me see how your skills are, but I have to watch from the side, don't let you dig the car into the trenches!"

"Brother Tiezi, I'll sit in the back and stand behind!" There was a young man who was alone and everyone else was going to sit in the back seat. He pointed to the back box and planned to stand there alone to have a breather.

Yang Yi took them to drive to play, and it was almost noon, and the neighbors who visited also calmed down. Murphy breathed a sigh of relief and stayed, and sat with Xixi with Yang Chonggui.

Dong Yue'e came out with a teapot. The teapot was a bit big, different from the small teapot of Kung Fu Tea. It was a big iron kettle with tea brewing inside. Dong Yue'e turned the tea cups one by one, but her movements were a little slow. While doing it, she looked at Murphy with a smile and said, "Murphy, there were too many people just now, so I forgot to greet you, come and have some tea!"

Murphy didn't think much about it, but she came to this countryside and never thought about being a young grandmother. Seeing Yang Yi's mother pouring tea for her, she felt sorry for her, so she stood up and walked over: "Mom, let me do it, I should do it."

A hint of satisfaction flashed in Dong Yue'e's eyes, and she gave Murphy the teapot, withdrew her hand, and watched Murphy skillfully burn the tea cup, and then carried the teapot to pour tea. She asked slowly: "Murphy, do you drink tea often at home?"

"I drank less. When I was at home, my father drank a lot, so I learned it from him." Murphy said frankly.

Yang Chonggui and Dong Yue'e were sitting on a Grand Master's chair, across the Eight Immortals table, but Yang Chonggui's attention was all on Xixi who was running in and out at the door.

Xixi was having a lot of fun alone. She thought this place was so fun. Although the cow pen was a little smelly, there were so many chickens and ducks in the yard that the little girl couldn't even see.

"Mom, Dad, you guys have tea!" Murphy poured the good tea and respectfully brought it to the two elders.

"Yeah!" Yang Chonggui looked at her and nodded majesticly. Although he didn't say anything, he didn't save Murphy's face. He took the tea and took a sip.

"Okay, okay!" Dong Yue'e smiled, which made Murphy feel a little relieved.

At this time, Yang Qing and Yang Huan, who went to their home to build a greenhouse to grow winter vegetables and pick vegetables, came back.

"You sit down first, I'll make lunch for you." Dong Yue'e stood up, hammered her waist, and said to Murphy with a smile, "Hey, this man is old, and his waist is a little bad."
Chapter completed!