When Zhao Yun came back, Zhang Cuiyun had already finished what he wanted to say to Yang Lina.
Zhao Yun put the soy sauce bottle on the table and sat next to Yang Lina to choose vegetables.
Zhao Yun said: "Auntie, my dad talks about my uncle a lot. If my dad were here, he would definitely take my uncle to drink two drinks today."
Yang Lina said: "Your father can't rest even during the Chinese New Year because of your family.
Next time your uncle comes, let them both drink enough."
Zhao Yun looked at Yang Lina's delicate side face, and she couldn't help but wonder to herself, what kind of cream did Yang Lina use? Her little face was so tender that it would hydrate.
Yang Lina is Zhao Yun's idol. Zhao Yun feels that it is so honorable to have such a relative in his family.
Zhang Cuiyun's cooking was not ambiguous at all. He cut up seven or eight plates of mutton alone, added mushrooms, cabbage, vermicelli, fungus, etc. There were many plates neatly placed on the chopping board.
Zhang Cuiyun put the burned charcoal into the copper stove and said to Yang Lina: "Sister, you put seasonings in the soup stock. You are good at it."
Yang Lina said: "Sister, your craftsmanship is not bad. If you want me to do it, then let me do it. When the time comes, don't think it's too bland."
Yang Lina added green onion and ginger to the boiling water, then a few peppercorns, followed by a few red dates and wolfberry.
Yang Lina mixed the dipping sauce again, and then said: "Sister Zhang, look, it's ready now."
Zhang Cuiyun usually doesn't know how to make seasonings. Seeing Yang Lina doing it like this, she was a little doubtful about the taste of the soup pot.
The dishes and pot were brought to the table, and Zhang Cuiyun took a bite. The taste was more authentic than the ones in the restaurant.
Zhang Cuiyun said: "This tastes so good. It's easy to make this way. How did you make this dipping sauce? How can it taste so good?"
Yang Lina said: "When you finish eating the food in the bowl, I will teach you."
Zhang Cuiyun muttered again: "It would be great if Zhao Shengan was here."
After the meal, Zhang Cuiyun handed over the task of cleaning up the dishes to Zhao Yun and Zhao Qi.
Zhang Cuiyun was chatting with Yang Lina in the room.
Zhang Cuiyun said: "I think you were born in the fifth month of the lunar calendar, right?"
Yang Lina said: "In terms of days, it should be May."
Zhang Cuiyun said: "When you gave birth to your child before, I wasn't around.
But this time is different. When you give birth, I must stay by your side.
Also, you are in charge of the child's bedding. I am also free when I am free, I will make it for the child."
Yang Lina smiled and said: "Sister, you'd better stop working so hard. When I gave birth to Jundong and Junxi, there were so many little quilts. I just need to use them when the time comes."
Zhang Cuiyun said: "When you gave birth to those two children, everyone was in Yang County. Did you bring everything here?"
Yang Lina thought about it and realized that there really wasn't any. She said, "No, just wait until Jingming returns to Yang County and mail it to me."
Zhang Cuiyun waved her hand and said: "The postage fee can make two quilts. You don't have to worry about the child's quilt. I, the sister, will prepare it for you. You just wait to give birth to the child."
Yang Lina smiled helplessly, Zhang Cuiyun also had a stubborn temper.
Yang Lina said: "Okay, then I'll leave it to you."
Zhang Cuiyun then smiled happily.
She also wanted to help Yang Lina, but she couldn't help with anything else, so she could only use her hands and make some small handicrafts. These didn't cost a lot of money and were just a little thought of hers.
Zhang Cuiyun took Yang Lina and talked, and the time went by three or four in the afternoon.
Seeing that she had almost stayed there, Yang Lina said to Zhang Cuiyun.
"Sister Zhang, I'm going back today. I'll come find you when the weather clears up. Remember where I live, and come find me when you have nothing to do."
Zhang Cuiyun said: "Oh, I can't keep you here for a while even if I want to, you still have two little ones at home.
If you want to go back, please go back as soon as possible, and I will come to see you when I am free one day."
As usual, Yang Lina took out two big red envelopes and handed them to Zhao Yun and Zhao Qi, one for each person, and said: "Xiao Yun, Xiao Qi, it's still the same old rules. Don't accept the red envelopes I give you too little. You must accept them."
After more than a year, Zhao Yun and Zhao Qi have become much older than before, and both of them refused.
Furthermore, they felt that they were not much younger than Yang Lina, so they felt a little ashamed when people came to give them red envelopes.
After Yang Lina's repeated insistence, Zhao Yun and Zhao Qi accepted the red envelope.
Zhang Cuiyun complained and said: "You do this every time you come here, how can I feel so good?
How old are those children, and you still dote on them so much?"
Yang Lina smiled and said nothing, and every drop of kindness should be repaid by a spring. She will never forget Zhang Cuiyun's help to her.
Zhang Cuiyun and her mother sent Yang Lina and Li Jingming to the entrance of the alley. After Li Jingming's car disappeared from sight, the three mothers walked back.
Zhao Qi said: "Mom, my aunt left her address, so we have to go and pay New Year's greetings, right?
Although it’s a bit late, people come to our house to pay New Year greetings every time they come back to the capital, and I haven’t even visited our house once.”
Zhang Cuiyun said: "That's what it should be.
You two must remember that although Yang Lina has no blood relationship with me, to your mother, Yang Lina is my dearest sister in this life.
You two must remember that even if your mother dies, you can't forget your aunt.
She is a good person, and you will not suffer any loss if you follow her in the future.
Next time she comes to give you a red envelope, you won’t be able to take it. Look at you two, she is only a few years older than you. She has everything she wants now, and you have to learn from her."
Zhao Qi smiled flatteringly at Zhang Cuiyun, and Zhao Yun on the side stuck out his tongue.
Zhang Cuiyun said again: "I don't know where this damn Zhao Shanan went crazy today? I don't know when he will come back. The gifts Yang Lina and Li Jingming brought are so heavy, what should we take when we go?"
If you want to go, you have to prepare big red envelopes for my two children. You two brothers and sisters have spent a lot of money on others over the years, and I feel really bad about it."
Zhao Qi giggled and handed the red envelope in his hand to Zhang Cuiyun with both hands and said: "Mom, I'd better return this red envelope to you. You can add it to Junxi and Jundong's red envelope. I'm old and can't spend so much."
Much money."
When Zhao Qi said these words, he felt a little sad for the red envelope in his hand, but there was nothing he could do about it.
His mother was right, he was already quite old, so why should he be so proud and get such a big red envelope?
Zhao Yun didn't want to hand over the red envelope, but seeing her brother taking such initiative, she couldn't let it go, so she obediently handed over the red envelope.
Zhang Cuiyun took the red envelope and said to the two brothers and sisters: "You two performed well today and deserve praise. This red envelope was given by your aunt, so you should take it yourself."