If it were someone else, a few catties of sorghum flour would be a good gift, a good gift, but they were a family, it was his son's child, his grandson, and granddaughter.

Du Pozi didn't look at Du Changhe's embarrassed and disappointed eyes at all, and carried the crockpot containing rice directly into the house and locked it in the box. It's a joke, I don't want to eat it at home, why give it to those who have no conscience.

Du Changhe had to carry a crockpot of sorghum flour and walked out. originally thought he was going by himself, but when he turned around, the old woman also followed.

Not only that, but he also called three daughters-in-law, all of whom were going to go. Just these people in the past, it is enough to make half a table, just take a few catties of sorghum noodles, it is too cold.

Du Changhe couldn't, so he had to go to the house, find out the two taels of silver he had saved over the years, secretly pretend, and give some money directly later, so that they could buy some things they needed.

By the time Du Changhe, Du Pozi and others arrived at the house at the foot of the mountain, there were already many people standing inside and out. The yard is not big, and there are six large tables directly at the door.

Heck, this mountain has always been very popular in the village, although it is gone, but it has left a lot of contacts for his wife and children. Otherwise, the last time the family was separated, it would not have been possible for so many people to help.

These tables were borrowed from people who knew each other in the village, not only the tables, but also most of the pots and pans. After all, it is impossible for any family to have so many dishes and chopsticks, and it is common for every household to be like this.

Du Jiumei was originally worried about what to do if there were not so many dishes and chopsticks, but now she understood what her mother Yang meant when she said that there was a solution.

In the kitchen, there are grandmothers Liu, grandmothers Hua, two aunts, Dayong daughter-in-law and other familiar and diligent women washing vegetables and cooking.

Du Qimei took her younger brothers and sisters to add tea and pour water for the people who came to the house to warm the pot, and she was not idle. Come to eat this meal, of course, you can't eat it in vain, and bring some rice noodles from home, or a few new bowls and plates, or baskets woven at home, etc., which can be used on weekdays.

This is the kind of human interaction of the countryman, although it is not expensive, but it is very practical. Patriarch Du specially ordered a booklet with red paper to record these gifts. In the future, if something happens to someone's family, the Yang family will return it according to these records.

When everyone saw Du Changhe and Mrs. Yang coming, they all looked up at the sun, hey, this is a meal. For something as big as a warm pot, people close to you should have come over to help a long time ago.

Hey, this family doesn't know how far and near!

Grandma Sun didn't deal with Du Pozi on weekdays, and saw Du Changhe carrying a crockpot, sipping melon seeds, and walked up with a smile, and said: "Oh, Second Brother Du is only here now, he must be preparing things at home, show us what is inside!" ”

Aunt Li, who is a neighbor of Mrs. Du, added: "Yesterday I heard that the second sister-in-law milled a lot of white rice, and today I think I will send some to Dashan's daughter-in-law." "It's not Aunt Li squeezing Du Changhe, Mrs. Du, it's not too much to send a few catties of rice.

As soon as they heard this, everyone looked like they were watching a good show. In fact, I don't blame Mrs. Sun, Aunt Li said these words, it was because these two people had suffered a lot of losses from Mrs. Du before.

Du Pozi pinched everything at home, and it was the same outside. Her family's field and her grandmother's son are on the border, but she secretly beat the ridge in the field of her grandmother's house, and in a few years, she occupied a lot of land in her grandmother's house.

Grandma Sun didn't notice it at first, but after she found out, she had a big fight with Du Pozi, and each had damage. Since then, the two families have been married. Once you meet in the field, even if you don't do it, you have to move your mouth and scold each other.

As for Aunt Li, hehe, it's simpler, the two families are neighbors, Mrs. Li planted a few loofahs, climbed to the wall, and produced a lot of loofahs. If it's just Du Pozi picking a few loofahs and eating them, it's nothing at all, I'll eat some of your dishes in the neighborhood, and you will give me some food. But this Du Pozi is different from others, not only did she eat the loofahs that she grew up, but she also cut all the loofah seedlings that climbed to the wall, so that several loofahs in Aunt Li's house died. I didn't eat a loofah in one summer.

Aunt Li was burly, she couldn't swallow this breath, and scolded a few words. Du Pozi is used to being powerful at home, where will he endure it, and then scold. If you don't get enough of scolding, you start to do it. Aunt Li is already more burly than Mrs. Du, riding on Mrs. Du, with a few big mouths. Du Pozi can't fight hard by herself, fight for her son, Aunt Li has five sons, one more than her family, the victory or defeat is obvious. Since then, Mrs. Du has not dared to provoke Aunt Li, and has never dared to take the initiative to talk to Aunt Li.

Aunt Li is also very interesting, the more you ignore me, the more I want to toss you, the heart of a typical rural old shrew. However, Aunt Li is very powerful, but she never takes the initiative to cause trouble, and only when someone is bullied at home will she spill, so she has a good evaluation in the village.

When Du Changhe heard this, his face suddenly turned unnatural, and he had already grabbed the crockpot containing rice and brought it over! Now it is said in public, and the face is hot.

If someone else spoke, Du Pozi would refute it, but when Li Pozi said this, Du Pozi pretended not to hear it and followed behind Du Changhe.

Du Changhe was not good at talking to the old ladies in the village, and said with a smile: "There are no good things at home, send some noodles and give some money!" ”

Du Pozi was stunned, give money, where did the money come from?

"Every household is like this, and it's normal for us to give a few catties of sorghum noodles." Du Pozi's attention was on Du Changhe's body, if there weren't many people, she would have searched her body a long time ago.

"Hey, that's funny." Mrs. Li covered her mouth and smiled, "Wulang's family moved more than a dozen catties of pork, and several big fish weighing three catties!" ”

"This is his daughter's house, it's normal to post a little more, or our in-laws are rich. My body is not as good as a year, and I was not feeling well a few days ago, and I don't even have money to buy medicine, let alone eat meat and fish. Du Pozi calculated in her heart that it was impossible to cook all the ten catties of meat today, and after she left, she would definitely get a piece to go home, but she couldn't eat alone as a prostitute of the Yang family.

I don't want to think about it at all, I don't want to be separated, this thing was still sent by Yang Fugui. People Yang gave it to her, that is called filial piety, and it is understandable not to give it to her.

As soon as Mrs. Sun heard this, she knew that Mrs. Du's careful eyes came up, and she said with a smile: "Oh, your two sons are both working in the county, one is in a restaurant, and the other is in an inn, but they are both good places, can you still let you eat and drink spicy food when you go?" ”

Mrs. Sun obviously had something to say, Mrs. Du's eyes darkened, and she immediately laughed, revealing her mouth full of yellow teeth, and said: "My son is naturally interested, but it is also a fact that the family has a large population, and it is not good to eat and wear." Don't stand and talk without back pain, if you have this kung fu, hurry up and find a mother-in-law for your fat girl. ”

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Thank you for the reward of the baby Zhao Anya, the evaluation vote of my little stone.