Soon, the dumplings were wrapped, and Qian Yan made a dish of Mao Xuewang, stir-fried pork liver, braised pork ribs, stewed a pot of duck soup, fried potatoes, and fried a few side dishes.

"Grandma, is the tofu pressed?" Qian Yan walked over and asked with a smile.

"It's ready to be ordered soon, are the dishes ready?" Mrs. Wang replied with a smile.

"Mother is stir-frying side dishes, it's almost okay, haven't you ordered it yet? Then I'll take some soy milk out and drink it first. "Pour your face and go to the big bowl to serve it.

"Is it just good?" Mrs. Wang asked curiously.

"That's right! I haven't drunk it yet! Isn't it all water? Wang Xiaoju also asked.

"It's delicious with sugar in it, and it's good for the body, especially when our family Xiang'er drinks it to ensure that it grows tall." Tilt Yan said with a smile while holding soy milk.

"Really? I didn't order tofu at home before, so I didn't know it. Liu Xuemei also said.

Oh, yes! How good it is to make your own tofu and eat it, and you can still drink soy milk, why didn't you think of growing your own beans for so many years? It's stupid. He patted his head in disgust.

"Why do you still beat yourself? Okay, don't ask again, Yan Yatou said that it would be delicious. Mrs. Wang glanced at her two granddaughters-in-law and said.

Wang Xiaoju and Liu Xuemei shrunk their necks, knowing that their grandmother loved this granddaughter, and they didn't refute anything.

"Grandma, it's none of my sisters-in-law's business. It suddenly occurred to me that every time we either buy tofu or beans, why don't we grow some beans ourselves, it is convenient to eat, and we can also make soy milk to drink. He smiled and explained to Mrs. Wang.

"That's it! It's not that the family used to have little land, not much beans harvested, and not hungry. Later, there was land, and there were people in the village who sold tofu, so we couldn't rob other people's business, and we were used to buying it, so we never planted it. If Yan Yatou likes to eat, grandma will plant some when she can plant it in the new year. When Mrs. Wang saw that her granddaughter was filming herself because of this, she said distressedly.

"Good! At that time, we will have more varieties, and let the family drink a cup of soy milk every morning after receiving it, which tastes good and is good for the body. He said with a smile.

"Okay, I'll listen to you." Mrs. Wang was so happy that she complied.

There were many people during the New Year, and Old Man Yang specially asked Song and Song Jingyu to come over.

In the farmhouse, every New Year's holiday, there is a habit of inviting the elderly, the Yang family invited the elderly, everyone kowtowed in turn, and then opened the table to eat.

After three rounds of drinking, a few who have not drunk well are already a little drunk.

When Mrs. Wang saw that it was the New Year, everyone was happy, so let them go!

Song Jingyu sat here, but her heart had been tilting her face over there, and she looked up from time to time, but every time she saw the little girl burying her head in eating, or giving Yang Jinxiang vegetables, she was very unhappy.

"I didn't have this treatment, but I let this stinky boy take the lead." Song Jingyu proposed in his heart.

Just as he raised his head, he met his very opinionating eyes, and was trying to see it clearly, but Song Jingyu quickly looked away as if he had been discovered, and his face was clouded, "What happened that you don't know?" ”

Watching, Song Jingyu looked at himself and smirked, forget it, maybe he was wrong. Throwing off the idea just now, he continued to give Yang Jinxiang a little potato to eat.

After eating, everyone cleaned up their things, and the family had to keep the New Year, and the Song family took Song Jingyu home.