After he and his mother-in-law separated, he built a house and stocked a warehouse full of grain and

Bai Ziqian has always recognized that Shuiqing's cooking is delicious.

But it’s not necessarily how good the food is, because there are only a few items, so you can eat just the same thing.

Since I stayed at Sun Jinhua's for two days, I came back to their home and realized the difference in food, so I didn't complain.

Now facing a table full of hot and cold vegetables and stews, he looked up blankly and asked aggrievedly: "Auntie, has the food become like this during my absence?"

Woo hoo, it turns out that Aunt Shuiqing only knows how to cook those kinds of things, it’s just that she didn’t cook them for him!

Li Huyu slapped his son on the back and said cheerfully: "What are you thinking about! Who eats like this every day? This is obviously to entertain us."

Dahe looked at the dishes on the table in front of him without moving his eyes, and said to Bai Ziqian: "If you are here and the food is like this, then don't leave, okay?"

The other children nodded like chickens pecking at rice.

Bai Manshan laughed.

There was so much delicious food that his son didn’t want to leave, and several children didn’t want his son to leave because of the delicious food.

"Except for rabbits, which are not guaranteed to be eaten every day, old hens and pork are still available, provided that your Uncle Bai and his family are here!" Shui Qing said with a smile.

The five little ones immediately cheered and shouted for all three of them to stay.

The atmosphere was warm and unusual.

Bai Manshan and Li Huyu were infected by the warm atmosphere, and wanted to stay and live a slow life in the countryside, but they each had their own considerations, so they had to say: "We're afraid we won't be able to stay for two days.

However, if your family agrees, Qian'er can stay for a while. "

Bai Ziqian looked at Shui Qing eagerly.

Shui Qing waved his hand boldly: "You can stay as long as you want!"

Out of the corner of her eye, she caught sight of the lonely Ling Ran, and she added: "The dirty talk is ahead. We don't have idle people here. We all have to work and make a living based on our ability!"

Even when the Bull Demon King comes, he has to plow two acres of land before he can leave.

After hearing the last sentence, the loneliness on Ling Ran's face dissipated a little.

Bai Ziqian raised his hand and assured: "No problem!"

"Let's eat!" Shui Qing announced.

The large round table is big enough to accommodate everyone, so there are no separate tables. Four adults sit at the main seat, and several children are arranged in order of age.

The rabbit with ginger and two peppers, the water is clear and I don’t dare to make it too spicy. I use vegetable peppers, which is nice and not spicy.

Bai Manshan and Li Huyu, two people who don't like spicy food, were very adaptable to it.

When Bai Manshan picked up a piece of spicy and sour potato shreds with chopsticks and put it into his mouth, it took him a while to realize that this was the potato Qian'er had been talking about!

He quickly swallowed the potatoes in his mouth and asked several questions in succession: "Are there any more potatoes?

What is the yield per mu?

Have you ever planted it?

Is it a good seed? "

Li Huyu knew that her husband's businessman's mind was starting to spin again, so she tugged on his sleeve and reminded him: "We are eating, how can they eat if you ask like this?"

Bai Manshan looked embarrassed.

Fan Jin didn't pay attention, stopped his chopsticks, and replied one by one: "There are some in the vegetable field. I only planted two or three rows of them. It's easy to plant them if you cut them into pieces.

I don’t know the specific yield per mu, but it should be much higher than that of Baogu. "

Bai Manshan was even more satisfied when he heard that he was much taller than Bao Gu.

When the braised rice with sausage and potatoes was served, Bai Manshan, who had taken a bite, wished he could go to the vegetable patch now!

But it was getting late and it was too dark to see anything, so I gave up.

The guests and hosts enjoyed a meal.

After dinner, Shui Qing began to make the beds for the three of them.

It has to be said that the house is very large and it is very convenient for guests.

The west wing room was empty. Bai Manshan and Li Huyu lived in one of them directly. Originally, Bai Ziqian could live in the other room, but Fan Hu slept alone for the first time today. He was a little scared and clamored to have someone with him.

Therefore, the glorious task of sleeping with him fell on Bai Ziqian.

After allocating accommodation, Shui Qing and his family had been working hard all day for moving and catering. Bai Ziqian and the other two had also had a hard time traveling long distances by carriage.

Thinking that there are still many things waiting for tomorrow, a group of people washed up and went to bed early.

The room is clean and spacious, the new bed is strong and spacious, the quilt is warm and fluffy, and the sheets and quilts are fine and soft. The winter months are already cold, but everyone who has eaten and drank enough only feels full of warmth at this moment.

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The Fan family's old house is also like the Chinese New Year today.

"Grandma is still capable!" Fan Dazhu ate the fat meat stewed with cabbage left at noon, not forgetting to hold Grandma in his hands.

The look on Fan's mother's face was extremely proud.

She passed on her experience and said: "Your uncle is also confused. It is such a big thing to move into a new house, but you are not allowed to attend the wedding banquet!

I, a mother-in-law, didn’t go either. I saw how he held his head high in front of the villagers. "

"Those old people must have laughed at my uncle's family to death. I think he is still regretting it now." Fan Erzhu thought the same way.

His grandma and relatives like them have not gone there, so what's the use of building a nice house?

"The most important thing is that Grandma, you think of asking him to deliver the dishes for the wedding banquet, so that not only do we not have to go, but we can all eat it!

My brother-in-law brought four large bowls. Is there not enough at home to eat? Auntie's face looked unreadable. "Fan Dazhu picked up the last piece of fat meat in the bowl and stuffed it into his mouth while mocking vaguely.

The other people watched the big piece of fat disappear with greedy eyes, and their hearts ached.

Fan Zhaodi, who didn't get anything, silently drank the black noodle soup from his bowl without being greedy at all.

My aunt will not be angry about this.

The eldest sister could give her six steamed buns, all of which were meat, and the aunt didn't even show a distressed look, so how could she care about the four bowls of vegetables that her uncle brought.

I'm afraid that the food my aunt is eating now is beyond the imagination of grandma and her parents...

Fan Qian was smoking a dry cigarette and chirped: "Didn't you say that the second brother's family has no money? I went to the village to inquire today and they have received all their wages!"

Not a penny was missing. "

Sun Jinhua was eating black-faced steamed buns with cabbage soup base. After hearing this, she said casually: "Maybe you borrowed it from somewhere? If it's usury, then they will suffer!"

Hearing that it might be usury money, Fan Qian felt strangely more balanced.

The people who put the seals are not good people. They are all ruthless characters who can't blink their hands, feet or eyes. Once they get involved, it will cost them half their lives to get rid of them.

"I saw a carriage heading towards my second uncle's house in the afternoon." Fan Sanzhu, who was also grabbing the soup from the bowl, suddenly said.

The others suddenly looked up at him and asked in unison:

"What kind of carriage?"

"How many are there?"

"How is the driver dressed?"

Fan Sanzhu was suddenly stared at. He swallowed nervously and recalled: "It was just a carriage. The carriage was made of oil paper and cloth. There was nothing on it. Anyway, it can't be compared with the people who came last time.

The driver was a middle-aged man, not well-dressed. He must be Heizi's father, because the person sitting next to the carriage was Heizi. I heard Heizi calling his father. "