When the two arrived home, they happened to bump into Chen Xiangqin at the door.

"Third aunt, why are you here?"

Zhao Zhengyang saw Chen Xiangqin's hands in her cuffs, shivering from the cold, she must have been here for a long time. He stepped forward and asked.

As he asked, he took out the key and opened the courtyard door.

"I heard that your family killed a New Year pig, and the third aunt waited left and right at home, and she couldn't wait for you to deliver pork. I'll have to get it myself, so you don't have to make a special trip later. ”

As soon as the courtyard door opened, Chen Xiangqin was the first to squeeze in.

When the others entered the courtyard, they finished speaking.

Zhao Zhengyang and Yunxiu, who were following her, looked at me at this moment, I looked at you, and there was a trace of helplessness on their faces.

At first, the two of them didn't plan to deliver pork to their family.

But now that Chen Xiangqin mentioned it, they felt that they couldn't give it away, so they couldn't talk about it.

After all, they are relatives.

Thinking about it like this, they didn't think about it, if they really didn't send it, if it was spread out, the people in the village would say behind their backs that the couple was not kind.

returned to the house and cut ten catties of meat for Chen Xiangqin.

Chen Xiangqin happily took it, and after almost two quarters of an hour, she came back again.

This time, she came with a burden.

A bamboo basket at the front and back of the burden.

"The radish and cabbage grown by the third aunt's family, I can't finish eating, so I'll send you some."

Chen Xiangqin thinks that she loves to be cheap, but she is not an iron rooster who is indefatigable.

Over the years, it has not been easy for the husband and wife to provide Zhao Zhenglin with reading, so they are used to picking on weekdays, but they still can't pick the places that shouldn't be picked.

When I entered the house just now, I saw that the couple had no vegetables to eat, and she couldn't finish what she had grown in her own field, so she picked some up.

"Thank you, Aunt San."

"What are you polite to me?" Unloading the radish and cabbage, Chen Xiangqin heard Zhao Zhengyang and Yunxiu's thanks, with a shallow smile on her face, she replied, and then picked up the burden, "Okay, I'll go first, the third aunt still has something to do at home." ”

After that, Chen Xiangqin walked away.

Seeing her leave, Zhao Zhengyang looked at her back, not only sighed again and again.

In his previous life, the second year he went home, that is, next year's township exam, Zhao Zhenglin ranked first in high school and became a showman. Two years later, in the spring of the year he died, Zhao Zhenglin also ranked first in high school and became a lifter.

For a while, it caused a sensation in the township, and the third uncle's family soared, and the family moved to Huainan Mansion, and since then they have lived a life that others can't even think about.

Others are envious of this, but it is inevitable that some people will be jealous behind their backs and say some sour words, slandering and scolding what Chen Xiangqin has done before, even if it is just a small thing.

But who knows that she and the third uncle have been working hard and struggling over the years.

"Xianggong, let's eat radish ball soup tonight."

Just as Zhao Zhengyang was distracted, Yunxiu on the side had the idea of piling radishes in the corner.

When he came back to his senses, Zhao Zhengyang turned his head to meet her gaze, and saw her peach blossom eyes reflecting his face, he smiled dotingly, and put his big hand on her head, "Okay, I'll do it for you now." ”

The closer you get to the Chinese New Year, the colder the weather becomes.

Outside, the north wind ghost cried wolf.

Yun embroidered a bowl of radish ball soup under her stomach, her little face was hot and red, she touched her little belly with satisfaction, and asked Zhao Zhengyang to move the embroidery frame and stove to the kang, and she continued to be busy.