Chapter 82: Winemaking
After Gu Xue and Lin Muxiao went out, they went to the stove room to help, Lin Muxiao really thought that this kid was sensible.
Compared to her mother, she is really sensible, and Fang has been eating snacks with her youngest son without stopping.
"You said that this Gu Zhichu really doesn't treat himself as an outsider, and when he eats, he is more casual than the master's house, but he doesn't see help to work." Su Zhixuan complained.
To be honest, Gu Zhichu and his mother really don't like it, it's a little too selfish.
Her husband was already in poor health, so not only did she not follow her to take care of her, but she also ate quite happily by herself.
"Hmph, I'm poor and sour, and I'm not afraid of being embarrassed." Li looked at Fang Clan's appearance with disgust.
She has always been unaccustomed to Fang's little family, her face looks like a vixen, and she hooked up with her son and left home, which is really useless.
When Fang heard Li's voice, she subconsciously shuddered, she was afraid of her mother-in-law.
Lin Muxiao and Su Zhixuan looked at this, and they both felt helpless, this Fang clan really made people unlikable.
Su Zhixuan glanced at Lin Muxiao sympathetically, I am afraid that it will be very lively in the future with such a mother-in-law.
The villagers were very interested in the old man's wheelchair, and everyone sat around and talked.
"Brother Lin, your family is now bitter!" The old man of the Gu family, that is, Gu Zhichu's grandfather, Gu Mingyuan said with a smile.
There was a sour feeling in his tone.
"yes, it's finally come to an end." The old man also smiled, not to mention how comfortable he was.
Gu Mingyuan, an old boy, had never given himself a good face before, but now, his face is swollen.
"Shumao, it's okay now, your family has four children, and now life is better, the Lin family, it's finally not boasting in our generation." Village Chief Lin Shouren's eyes were red, and he was very emotional.
The drought ten years ago changed the whole appearance of Shanghe Village, which used to be basically a family surnamed Lin, but ten years ago everyone fled, and the rest are the village chief's family and Lin Muxiao's family.
The village chief and Mr. Lin are cousins, with blood relations, and they are both on the same genealogy.
"yes, it will be fine in the future."
When people get old, they will have all kinds of feelings.
Zhou's meal was also ready, and everyone was beckoned to the table.
A housewarming banquet was a success, and after eating at noon, Zhou asked people who were familiar with his family to take back the rest of the dishes, which was also a personal favor.
In the afternoon, Zhou took the Qin family and a few people to clean up the gifts given by the villagers.
This is the era of gift-giving is very simple, eggs and snacks are very good in the village, and the rest are some home-grown vegetables, sweet potatoes, potatoes or something, which is also considered normal.
In the front yard, Dalang and several people moved two tables out, Lin Muxiao made tea for them, and the father, son, grandfather and grandson also drank tea and talked together.
Lin Muxiao tossed his grapes.
She was going to make wine, wash the grapes and then dry them without any moisture.
Lin Muduo and Yun'er were also helping her get it, and Lin Muxiao suddenly thought that she could let the third uncle do it.
Lin Muxiao hurriedly went to find Sun.
"Third aunt, third aunt."
"Eh, here, in the stove." When Sun heard the sound, he came out of the stove room.
"What's wrong?" Seeing Lin Muxiao, she wiped her hands on her apron.
"Third aunt, you come with me, let's do one thing." Lin Muxiao pulled Sun into the backyard.
"What are they?" Sun saw the grapes one by one and was a little puzzled.
"This is a grape, I want to use it to make wine, you and I will do it together, if it is successful, you and the third uncle will do this, and then we will work out how to sell it, what do you think?"
"Okay, do it." Sun didn't have any opinion at all, so there was no unsuccessful idea for this niece.