Soon, Mrs. Sun came back with the money and stuffed it into Yang Huamei's hand.

Yang Huamei put it away properly, "Third sister-in-law, you and my third brother...haven't my third brother always been in charge of the money? Did you secretly open his small vault or something? He found out later, you can

What do you say?"

Mrs. Sun smiled brightly, "I won't do that kind of thing. Da'an and the others came back a few days ago. What Hua'er paid homage to me was my private money. Your third brother told me to keep this money for myself. Normally,

It's easy for the salesman to come to the village and buy some needles, thread, and other things."

Yang Huamei understood, and while she was secretly relieved, she also deeply envied Mr. Sun in her heart.

Raised a good son and a good wife, and never forgets to be filial during the holidays.

This is just Da'an's filial piety. Looking back, Xiaoan, Xiaoduo and the others will definitely be indispensable.

By the way, there is also the 'big man' like Qing'er. A little bit of it leaking out from the cracks of his fingers is enough to cost people like them a long, long time.

Hey, they are both raising children, so why is there such a big difference?

…

At night, Da Sun and the others came over for dinner, and Yang Ruoqing also came over with Baby Luo.

In the kitchen, Yang Ruoqing was in charge, while Mrs. Sun and Mrs. Sun were each looking after the stove.

Xiao Hua held the Fuwa, and Huang Mao held the little one and came to join in the fun. In the yard, Luo Baobao, a real big sister, led Feng'er and Xiao Shunzi to play there.

Baby Luo is now older and no longer plays those childish games. Her duty is to keep an eye on her two younger brothers and ensure their safety.

In the front yard, men sit around the table drinking tea and chatting. In the yard, children play and play. In the kitchen, the sound of pots and pans is mixed with the chatter of women.

Just a table of food at night does not require such a big battle, but women like to gather together in this way to chat about home affairs.

Otherwise, how do we call the twelfth lunar month? What do we call the Chinese New Year?

"By the way, your sister-in-law's father-in-law went to my house two days ago and borrowed a pair of pig's trotters on credit. He said he would give me the money within two days. He really kept his promise. Earlier, your sister-in-law went to my house and weighed a pair of pig bellies.

The money was settled together."

In response to these words, Mrs. Sun just laughed.

Meier came over to borrow money before, but he hesitated and refused to explain the reason. I guess it was used to buy pig belly and settle the bill.

Huang Maobian helped the second boy to walk to school, raised his head and said with a smile: "My parents' house is close to Aunt Mei'er's house. I went back to my parents' house today and heard an interesting story about Xiao Hei."

"Come and tell me." Da Sun's eyes were shining.

Huang Mao looked at Sun.

Mrs. Sun smiled and said, "There are no outsiders here, just tell me."

Huang Mao then said: "I heard that Xiao Hei's father came over that day to weigh the pig's trotters and open a small stove for Xiao Hei. Xiao Hei is a picky eater and won't take out his chopsticks if there is no meat in the dish. The old man feels sorry for his grandson."

"Aunt Mei'er and Uncle Shuanzi felt that this approach was not right. They had a long argument that night. The next day, Xiaohei followed his father to claim the family's land. I heard that he dropped out of school and would work at home to farm after the new year.

Woolen cloth!"

"Ah? Are Lao Wang's family willing to let that kid drop out of school? Oh my God, he should have dropped out of school a long time ago!" Mrs. Sun said carelessly, patting her legs.

Sun could only smile bitterly at this.

"I hope my son will succeed. Poor Aunt Mei'er and Uncle Shuanzi worked so hard, but they were let down in the end." Xiaohua also sighed.

Mr. Sun frowned and said, "What's the point of letting this down? Drop out of school as early as possible and stop the loss as soon as possible. Whether you are good at studying can be seen from the beginning."

"Let's talk behind closed doors. Neither of the two boys in Mei'er's family are meant to go to school. If they hadn't been allowed to go to school in the early years, they might have built big houses by now, and all the money would have been wasted.

Piao, I feel sorry for them!"

Mrs. Sun said: "Sister, please keep your voice down."

The eldest Sun glared at Sun, "Look at how cautious you are. There is no one else here, so what are you afraid of..."

Mrs. Sun looked helpless.

Da Sun opened the chat box but couldn't close it, and continued to spread information about the old Wang family.

"I kill pigs and sell pork. I know it well. Don't look at how miserable the life of Lao Wang's family is. The three of them can't bear to eat or wear clothes at home. But when Xiao Hei comes back from school, the family is killing chickens and weighing meat and fish.

It has to be like a Chinese New Year, feeding it to Xiao Hei..."

"There were several times when the old man went to my house to buy pork belly. He told me that it should be three parts thin and seven parts fat. Xiao Hei liked it, so he asked Yang Huamei to prepare it and send it to the school in the town. I have seen people who are used to children.

I’ve never seen someone like this..."

"Okay, sister, don't talk about Lao Wang's family anymore." Mrs. Sun was worried that Yang Huazhong would come and hear.

She privately lent two taels of silver to Yang Huamei. She always felt guilty for hiding it from Yang Huazhong.

However, this silly elder sister still insists on talking about Lao Wang and Mei'er, which makes Mrs. Sun absent-minded.

Yang Ruoqing was busy frying the tofu there. When the tofu was fried until golden on both sides, she poured egg liquid on it, put a little chili pepper, a little sugar, and thickened it to reduce the juice. This was a dish that children liked.

She was busy with something in her hands, and her ears were perked up as she listened to what Mrs. Sun was talking about about Lao Wang's family.

I caught Mr. Sun interrupting or intercepting Mr. Sun's words several times, as if he didn't like the topic very much.

Especially during the last interception, she was obviously a little anxious. Yang Ruoqing couldn't help but take a look at Sun.

It only took one glance to tell that something was wrong with my bun lady.

"Auntie, didn't you say last time that you wanted to learn how to make loach tofu with me? I'm going to make it, so come over and watch!"

Yang Ruoqing put the fried eggs and tofu in the pot on a plate and called for the eldest Sun to come over.

The eldest Sun originally wanted to reprimand Mrs. Sun, blaming her for being too timid and unable to speak eloquently.

As a result, being interrupted by Yang Ruoqing, Mrs. Sun's attention was immediately diverted, and she quickly got up and came over to take a look.

This dish is Yang Ruoqing's specialty. Da Sun tried it several times, sacrificing more than ten kilograms of loach and more than a dozen pieces of tofu, but ultimately failed.

But she has a stubborn temper, so she just served this dish.

Huang Mao and Xiao Hua also joined in. Everyone wanted to learn it. Once they learned it, when they were in Beijing or Huguang County, they could cook it and feed it to their husbands and children.

Finally, even Mrs. Sun couldn't help but poke her head over to take a look.

Amid everyone's exclamations, half a pound of loach lived up to expectations and got into the soft and creamy tofu.

They thought they had found shelter, and the smooth and cool touch of the tofu gave them a brief moment of luck. However, when the lid of the big pot was closed, the flames at the bottom of the pot kept scorching, and the temperature of the water in the pot suddenly rose.
Chapter completed!