When Yuan Xinlan came back from elementary school, she went straight to the kitchen.

Yuan Youwei was stir-frying, and when she saw her rummaging for something, she said strangely, "Sister-in-law, what are you looking for?" ”

Yuan Xinlan was opening the top floor of the cupboard, "Your father used to have an aluminum lunch box...... Hey, I found it! ”

The rectangular aluminum lunch box was taken out, Yuan Xinlan cleaned it carefully, and then took the boiling water and scalded it.

Next, go to the pot and fill the pot with a full box of rice and close the lid.

After that, I took two enamel deep basins, one for soup and the other for vegetables, and added some diced pickles and radish, and finally took an enamel shallow basin to cover it.

After doing this, Yuan Xinlan tiptoed to remove a basket from the ceiling hook and put the aluminum lunch box and enamel basin into it.

"Youyou, you eat first, I'll go and deliver food to Teacher Yan."

Before Yuan Youwei could respond, Yuan Xinlan left in a hurry.

Yuan Youwei didn't wait for her, and ate the rice and soup first.

Halfway through eating, Yuan Xinlan returned, and she was in a good mood.

Yuan Youwei probed, "Sister-in-law, will you have to cook one more person to cook rice in the future?" ”

Yuan Xinlan didn't hear the meaning of her words, nodded and said, "Teacher Yan is injured, it's not good to touch the water, our house is close to the school, and he ate at our house before he was injured." ”

"That's good! After all, he was injured because of us. Yuan Youwei happily responded, "When the time comes, I'll send it to Teacher Yan every time I get a meal!" ”

Yuan Xinlan shook her head, "It's good for you to study hard, sister-in-law will do this." ”

Yuan Youwei held the bowl and blinked his eyes, "Teacher Yan is my teacher, this is what I should do." ”

Yuan Xinlan walked to the table with the meal and sat down, "The commissary is temporarily closed, and I have nothing to do, just leave this matter to me." ”

Yuan Youwei was secretly happy, "I know." ”

While the aunt and nephew were eating, they chatted about the repainting of the commissary.

In addition to cleaning up the black ash, Yuan Xinlan also planned to slightly remodel the layout inside.

The cargo cabinet had to be rebuilt, and two more glass cabinets had to be bought.

There are also wall wires and sockets to be rearranged.

Although Yuan Youwei is not very old, Yuan Xinlan has always only regarded herself as the temporary owner of this commissary, so everything will be discussed with Yuan Youwei.

Yuan Xinlan has always done this.

It's just that in the past, Yuan Youwei was in the left ear and out of the right ear.

Now that he has changed to a mature core, in addition to listening carefully to Yuan Xinlan's plan, Yuan Youwei can also put forward some opinions.

After eating lunch happily, Yuan Xinlan continued to be busy with the unfinished chores in the morning, and Yuan Youwei went to take a nap.

Last night, I was troubled by the fire for half a night, and Yuan Youwei slept directly into the afternoon.

When she came out with her slippers, she saw Wan Jinming talking to her sister-in-law on the cement road.

In front of Yuan Xinlan, Wan Jinming was always a little at a loss, and he held back a few words for a long time.

"Xinlan, if you need help, just say it."

Yuan Xinlan didn't accept Wan Jinming's kindness, "I've found a stucco painter, and there's nothing else." ”

Wan Jinming said again, "Is the cargo container going to be re-opened?" ”

Yuan Xinlan shook her head, "There are carpenters in the village, and I have booked them all." ”

Yuan leaned slightly against the door frame and watched intently.

Yuan Xinlan soon discovered her.

"Young boy awake? There is white fungus soup in the kitchen, go and eat something. ”

Yuan nodded slightly, said hello to Wan Jinming, and went to the kitchen.

When she drank a bowl of white fungus soup, Wan Jinming was no longer there.

Yuan Xinlan picks vegetables in her own land.

The self-reserved land was in the middle of the pond and the cement ditch, and Yuan Youwei stood by the well and talked to her.

"Sister-in-law, it's not easy to cook porridge at night, why don't I call Teacher Yan to eat at home?"