"Yes, don't worry," Jiang Nuan urged, "Go quickly, let Jiang Chao send it to you in a while." ”

I was afraid that I would make a mistake, so I cut an extra set of preparations.

Originally, he was going to use it for his nephew Huangshan, but since Lai Zi was in a hurry, he let him wear it first.

"Mother, then let's go," Boss Huang said, and said to Lai Zi, "I knew that my mother didn't mind, and I believed it this time." ”

"Well, I didn't believe it," Laizi pursed her lips, "My aunt has always been so good, I just don't know the bottom of my heart." ”

Who made him have a bad reputation, he had to be sneaky every New Year, for fear that others would know that their relationship with the Huang family was implicated.

If Jiang Nuan knew Laizi's idea, he would definitely laugh.

The two of them are the same three evils, and their situation in the village is half a pound and eight taels, and neither of them is much better than the other.

After Jiang Nuan left, he found Jiang Chao and asked him to take a thick stack of clothes and send it over.

It's all new, fine cotton, but the color is a little ugly, either blue or brown.

Although it is resistant to dirt, it is really not good-looking.

After instructing this, Jiang Nuan also went to the kitchen to help.

On the surface, he was indifferent, but his curiosity was provoked by Laizi.

This person didn't seem to be as bad as the rumors, and she wanted to know what was hidden in it.

An ordinary small mountain village, but Jiang Nuan has never experienced the unprecedented vividness, the people here, the things here, and everything here have a fatal attraction.

Let Jiang Nuan, who thought he had been numb to life for a long time, pick up his love and expectation for life again.

Here, maybe backward, maybe feudal, maybe all kinds of unsatisfactory, but it's still very good.........

When the Huang family saw Lai Zi appear, they were a little surprised, but they didn't say anything.

After all, this person comes to pay New Year's greetings every year, and even the Jin family, who is not very at home, has met several times, and he doesn't feel strange at all.

Mrs. Jiang has heard of Laizi, but if her daughter likes it, she will accept it unconditionally.

Under her influence, Old Man Jiang was also very kind to Laizi.

Lai Zi never thought that he would get this treatment in the Huang family.

The elders kept shushing and asking for warmth, and Fa Xiao also helped him pick up vegetables, and the children looked at themselves curiously, and kept asking all kinds of strange questions.

For a while, I felt like my soul was about to float.

"Grandma," Lai Zi looked at Mrs. Jiang sincerely, "these are enough to eat, don't patronize me, eat yourself." ”

"I'm getting older, and my appetite can't be compared to you young men," Mrs. Jiang shook her head, "This bowl of millet porridge is enough to drink, and I can't digest it." ”

Listening to the conversation between the two over and over again, Jiang Nuan was a little helpless.

"Mother, you don't have to be so polite, it's all your own people, just let him eat by himself."

Her mother's feeding method is not afraid to support people.

At this time, Lai Zi has been urged to drink three bowls of porridge and eat two meat buns.

"Yes," Mrs. Jiang squinted her eyes and said, "Then I won't persuade you, you eat by yourself, don't be polite." ”

"Thank you, grandma," Lai Zi nodded heavily, "I'll just eat it myself." ”

God knows, he's too much to walk.

On weekdays, a bun in the morning can deal with the past, but today I eat too much.

Still, he didn't stop talking.

It's just because Jiang Nuan said what he said.

Laizi's good appetite drove the others, and the Huang brothers ate one more bun than usual.

It's Jiang Nuan, and because of him, he drank half a bowl of porridge.