These two boiled eggs, without Meng Shi's words, Chen Anxia knew who they were boiled for.

is also a grandchild, this treatment is not ordinary.

People are either white noodles or boiled eggs or steamed eggs all day long, even if it is the fish soup boiled by Chen Yao sent by Chen Yao yesterday, Qian also picks out the best meat and puts it in Chen Jinghao's bowl.

"Okay, the fire will burn for almost a quarter of an hour, I'll go back to the house first, and don't forget to stop the fire."

After putting the eggs in the pot, Meng was fine.

glanced at Chen Anxia and instructed her.

Hearing this, Chen Anxia nodded, and responded, "Got it, you can go." ”

After getting Chen Anxia's reply, Meng Shi walked out.

It wasn't until more than a quarter of an hour later that he came back, the fire at the bottom of the pot had stopped, and he picked up the multigrain and green vegetable cakes into a bamboo basket, got some small pickles and soy beans, and carried them to the hall.

Qian divided the meal into a part of the room, and dinner began.

Chen Anxia ate a white-flour steamed bun in Lianghegou Village, but she only ate half full, and she also ate all the small pickles one bite at a time.

This dinner was the most ordinary dinner of the Chen family, but as soon as Chen Anxia swallowed the last bite of the cake, a roar came from inside.

"What do you say? You repeat! ”

This angry voice was Chen Linghong's.

A shout came out, full of gas, and full of fire.

In his memory, Chen Anxia had never seen Chen Linghong lose his temper so much, and he was wondering who annoyed him, when another voice came, "Da Lang is the grandson of the Chen family, Shiro is also the grandson of the Chen family, when Da Lang is old, you will send him to study, Shilang is old, he wants to study, why can't he?" ”

The sound of rebuttal came out, and everyone was a little surprised when they heard it.

What was even more unexpected was Meng Shi and Chen Anxia, Chen Jingyun, Chen Jinglin, and Chen Jingshen.

Chen Anxia and Meng Shi glanced at each other, and before they could make any moves, Chen Yuanlu's voice sounded again, "Shiro is still young now, just go to the academy, and it won't cost a few dollars in a year." Besides, the family is not as good as before, there is an income from selling plasters, one or twenty taels of silver a year, plus the silver money we earn from going out to work on weekdays, which is enough for Da Lang and Shiro. ”

Chen Yuanlu's voice was obviously a little lacking in confidence, and he even stumbled somewhere.

But it was really not easy for him to say this in front of Chen Linghong.

And after he said this, Chen Linghong didn't say anything for a long time.

Taking advantage of this gap, Chen Anxia secretly glanced at Qian's family, only to see that Qian's old face was as black as pot carbon, obviously angry because of what Chen Yuanlu said.

But she won't speak until she hears Chen Linghong speak again.

After all, in this family, it is Chen Linghong who is in charge.

Although she was angry and wanted to scold Chen Yuanlu, she had to listen to what Chen Linghong had to say first.

Fortunately, Chen Linghong was silent for a long time, and finally opened his mouth, and his tone was much calmer than the sudden outbreak of the previous sentence, "You are right to say this, but you don't know what the current situation is at home." I still owe your third uncle and the village chief a tael of silver each. ”

"This silver has to be paid back immediately, and after the silver is exchanged, it depends on Dalang's exam results. If you are admitted to Xiucai, it will be fine, and if you can't pass the exam, you will have to spend a lot of money. …… Otherwise, you wait for a while, and wait until the spring of next year for our family to get better, and then we will talk about this matter. ”