She doesn't want to pretend anymore

The child rummaged through his pockets and said, "I have money, ten dollars!"

"Ten dollars?" Yan Zhan had no expression on his face. "What can I do with that?"

"I can't even buy a piece of candy." Yan Zhan continued to state the facts.

The child was stunned.

Is ten dollars so little?

He cried out "Wow" and ran home!

Yan Zhentian glared at Yan Zhan: "What's your ability to bully a child?"

Grandma Yan, on the other hand, didn't think Yan Zhan was a bad person at all.

"It's rare to see Ah Zhan like this."

Yan Zhan defended himself: "I didn't bully him."

He was just stating the facts. A little brat wanted to snatch his wife from him?

What a joke!

Many children took the candies and went home, so that most people in the village knew that Grandma Yan had returned.

If it weren't for Zhang San's wife's loud mouth, no one would know about the existence of Mr. Yan.

However, the aunt who was looking after the house for Grandma Yan soon came over.

"I just heard that Teacher Jiang is back. Come to my house for dinner tonight. The stove is cold and it's not convenient for you to cook at home so late."

This aunt is very kind, just an honest and kind country woman.

Grandma Yan asked me to help look after the house, and they have taken great care of it.

Even the vegetable plots and flowers in the yard are still there.

"No need, Yuming, we can just eat at home. We brought back meat and vegetables. By the way, we will treat everyone to dinner tomorrow night. We will need your help in the afternoon."

We had to go to visit Grandpa Manshu’s grave in the morning, and there was no time to entertain guests at noon, so Grandma Yan thought about the evening.

"No problem."

The aunt agreed immediately.

She has a large family, and if her own family, plus the several families who farm Grandma Yan's fields, come together to help, it will definitely be enough.

"You brought back the meat, but there won't be enough vegetables. If you need anything tomorrow, go get it from my field."

“By the way, this is Manshu’s grandfather, right?” The aunt looked at Grandpa Yan.

I saw it briefly last time, but I don’t have a deep impression of it.

At that time, Mr. Yan gave people the impression that he was too imposing, and country people did not dare to deal with him.

But now people seem much more friendly, so Yuming's wife dared to speak.

"It's my grandpa."

Manshu nodded quickly.

Yan Zhentian also nodded to Yuming's wife: "Hello."

"Well, hello." Yuming's wife felt a little embarrassed, but the old man was quite polite.

Yan Zhentian glanced at Yan Zhan, who understood and took out a prepared New Year's gift from the car and gave it to Yuming's wife.

"Happy New Year to you." Yan Zhan was not a talkative person and just handed over the gift politely.

Yuming's wife subconsciously looked at Grandma Yan: "How can this be so embarrassing?"

"Please accept it. Thank you for taking care of grandma and Manshu." Yan Zhan managed to say.

"We didn't do anything. Manshu grew up in the village and suffered a lot of criticism since he was young."

"Now she can finally go back to her own home, which is a good thing."

Yuming's wife seemed to know what Yan Zhan wanted to know, and she said a lot.

Grandma Yan interrupted her quickly: "Take it. You have guests at home. Why don't you go back quickly? I'm afraid you won't be able to have dinner in time, right?"

Yuming's wife slapped her forehead and said, "If you hadn't told me, I would have forgotten. I still have soup stewing on the stove."

She hurried away carrying the New Year gifts.

Seeing that Yan Zhentian and Yan Zhan were both silent for a rare time, Grandma Yan opened her mouth but said nothing.

They need to digest this matter themselves.

"I'll go clean up the kitchen first. Can we cook some dumplings for dinner?"

Grandma Yan left the land to the Yan family.