She sat down on a stool nearby and looked at her mother.

"No, I'm just a little worried about your brother. I don't know how he is doing now." Li Fenghua sighed softly.

"Didn't the young man say that in the letter? He is doing well and even sent us so many local specialties. Don't worry." Gu Qingyu said as he opened the bag of wood ears.

"Mom, can I get some fungus for Xiaoli?"

"You...this was something your brother spent a lot of time finding and sent to us. How could you just give it to someone else?" Li Fenghua said angrily.

Father Gu, who was in the house, heard the noise and came out.

"what happened?"

"Dad, didn't my brother send some things back again? I thought there were so many fungus, so I wanted to get some for Xiaoli, but my mom got angry." Gu Qingyu pouted as she spoke.

Somewhat glum.

"Okay, Fenghua, don't be angry. These are all sent back by Xiaoyue??? This kid hasn't finished eating the ones he sent back last time..." Father Gu looked through the contents of the package and sighed.

"If Xiaoyu wants to give some to her friends, just give her some."

"Thank you, Dad." Gu Qingyu looked at his father and mother and saw that they had something to say, then he took his things and went back to the house.

"Okay, don't be angry anymore. I know you had no choice at the time. It's been so long, even the children have let it go. You don't have to feel guilty anymore." He sat down and held his wife's hand.

She finally broke the silence, her voice low and hoarse: "Old Gu, no matter what, it was my selfishness that made Xiaoyue go to the countryside. In the final analysis, I am sorry for him." The corners of her mouth trembled slightly, and tears welled up in her eyes, as if they would fall at any time.

Gu Changhe looked at her silently, his heart filled with helplessness and heartache.

He knew that his wife had always felt guilty towards Xiao Yue because, out of their selfishness, Xiao Yue was sent to the Northeast to work in a production team, where living conditions were extremely difficult.

Li Fenghua sighed and tried to calm himself down.

Gu Changhe said, "Okay, let's not think about it anymore. Now that things have become a foregone conclusion, we can only do what we can for the child. By the way, the factory has issued two kettle tickets. I'll send them to the child another day. The Northeast is so cold, and it will be more convenient for him with a kettle." He stood up and walked to the table, took the two kettle tickets from his bag, and stroked them gently.

She walked to Gu Changhe, took the two kettle tickets and put them away.

"Yes, our factory has also distributed a few towels, which will be mailed to you when the time comes. I'm looking for my fellow workers to exchange for other ones."

Gu Changhe reached out and held his wife in his arms, patting her gently.

Shen Yan, who was far away in the Northeast, had a completely relaxed time these days.

People in Northeast China basically don't work during the winter.

With the temperature at dozens of degrees below zero, nothing can be done.

Most of them lie on the kang to keep warm.

"Brother Yue, Monkey and Xiaochen are coming to our house later. Can I invite them to have dinner?" Yang Rui asked Shen Yan while curled up in the bed.

"Sure! We're making dumplings today, so let them have a taste then." Shen Yan replied as he arranged the dumpling skins and fillings on the kang table.

"Okay! Brother Yue, I'll go and prepare something and make the kang warmer." Yang Rui said happily.

Soon, Monkey and Xiaochen arrived. As soon as they reached the door, they shouted, "Brother Rui, are you home?"

"Here, come in." Yang Rui invited them into the house and shouted outside, "Brother Yue, they are here."

As soon as they entered the house, they saw the dough and dumpling fillings on the kang table.

“This is pure white flour.”

"It's still filled with meat." The two looked at it and swallowed unconsciously.

"Now that you're here, it's just right for us to make dumplings later. Come, sit down. Here's some hot water." Shen Yan said, placing the cup of hot water in front of the two of them.

"Gu Zhiqing, let us do it by ourselves. You sit down, you sit down..." The two looked at him very reservedly.

"Okay, you guys take a seat too. Don't be polite. I'm only a few years older than you. Just call me Brother Gu. Do you two know how to make dumplings?"

"Yes...yes"...the two nodded quickly.

"That's good. You two wash your hands and we'll wrap them together so we can eat earlier." Brother Gu's words made the two of them relax a lot. They looked at each other, then got up and walked to the kitchen to wash their hands.

Shen Yan and Yang Rui have already wrapped it up.

The two of them also sat down, and Shen Yan gave them instructions, telling them how to wrap the dumplings more beautifully and tightly.

"Brother Yue, can you continue to tell the story of "Water Margin" from yesterday?" Yang Rui asked.

"Okay, how did we get to the part about Lu Zhishen uprooting the weeping willow yesterday, right?"

"Yes, yes, that's what we are talking about." Yang Rui nodded quickly.

The two people on the side also pricked up their ears and listened quietly to Shen Yan's story.

After half an hour, all the buns were wrapped and Shen Yan stood up and stretched his body.

"Well, you two have good skills. The dumplings you made are very beautiful..." Shen Yan praised.

"Thank you, Brother Gu. This is all because of your good teaching." The two said in unison.

"Haha, okay, I'll go make the dumplings first. You guys chat with Xiaorui first." Shen Yan said with a smile and turned to walk towards the kitchen.

"Brother Rui, Brother Gu is a really nice person. He is not like the other educated youth in our village, who are arrogant and weak." Monkey couldn't help but say as he looked at Shen Yan's back.

"Yes! He speaks softly and tells good stories." The two of them instantly became Shen Yan's little fans.

"And he also cooked dumplings for us. My family can't even eat white flour dumplings during the Chinese New Year." He swallowed his saliva as he said this.

"Brother Yue is the best person. Do you need to tell me that? Humph." Yang Rui couldn't help but rolling his eyes after listening to the two people's praise.

After spending some time together, Yang Rui felt that Shen Yan was the best person in the world.

He liked being with Shen Yan the most, liked listening to him talk, liked seeing him smile. In short, everything about Shen Yan made him feel comfortable.

Most importantly, he is his

"Brother Rui, can you tell us the story from before? We just listened to half of it, and it made me feel itchy."

"Yeah, I want to listen too."

"Okay, then I'll tell you..." Yang Rui cleared his throat and began to tell the story that Shen Yan had told him before.

When a pot of hot dumplings was cooked, Shen Yan brought the dumplings to the table, and the two of them were still listening with great interest.

"Okay, let's eat dumplings first and talk later." Shen Yan shouted. Several people also smelled the aroma and hurriedly sat around it.

"...Huh...it smells so good. It smells so good."

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