Han Jianing woke up before 4 o'clock the next morning, looked at Han Jiawen who was sleeping beside him, got up lightly and changed his clothes and went downstairs.

When she descended the stairs, there was already movement downstairs.

"Grandma's morning."

Shen Yueying was making wontons, and when she saw that Han Jianing had gotten up early, she beckoned to her, "Do you want to eat small wontons this morning?" ”

Looking at the small wontons on the plate, the small wontons in the grandmother's bag are different from the ones sold outside, not a little fresh meat in a skin but a mixed core, which contains pork, shrimp, cabbage, egg skin, and shiitake mushrooms, which taste fairy and beautiful.

Han Jianing sucked her saliva, "Eat, grandma, I'll help you." She had a little flour on her hand, picked up a wonton wrapper and wrapped it, and soon an ingot-shaped wonton appeared in her hand.

"When did you learn to make ravioli?" Shen Yueying was surprised and delighted.

Han Jianing paused, "I have long learned that I was not happy to do it before." ”

"It's really amazing, grandma will teach you to make dumplings in a few days."

Shen Yueying's proposal was immediately enthusiastically welcomed by Han Jianing, in fact, she learned these a long time ago, it is impossible for a person to live in Shanghai without home for so long, it is impossible to eat takeout every day is too unhealthy.

She joined a baking club when she was in college, learned some basic dim sum cooking, and could also cook home cooking.

The two finished wrapping the wontons while talking and laughing, and there began to be movement upstairs, and the first to come down was Han Baochang, who was dressed in a dark green robe, his hair combed brightly, and the white beard on his face was also trimmed.

He went to the backyard to fetch water and boil it for tea.

Taking advantage of this, he stood beside Han Jianing with his hands behind his back, and pretended to be natural: "Nannan, grandpa is going to visit the Gu family today, are you going?" ”

"I'll go."

How could Han Jianing not go, "Grandpa, Xie Chaoyuan said before that he would go together, just take Wenwen with him, and leave her alone at home, and the eldest aunt will make trouble if she knows about it." ”

Han Baochang stroked his beard, "What can she do, I'm not partial." ”

Han Jianing smiled, she wiped her hands, "I'll go upstairs and call my sister up." ”

When she entered the room, Han Jiawen was still sleeping, and Han Jianing ruthlessly dragged her out of bed.

Han Jiawen was sleeping Zhengxiang, and the quilt on her body was gone, she blinked blankly, "Sister, it's not dawn yet, can you let me sleep for a while?" ”

She rolled up the quilt and turned over, her long hair scattered on the pillow, and soon she felt a chill on her body, and the quilt was gone.

Han Jiawen rubbed his sleepy eyes and said in a breathy voice: "Sister, why are you pulling my quilt." ”

"Hurry up, if your mother finds out, you will definitely be beaten again." Han Jianing gently pinched Han Jianing's soft cheeks.

"If you don't say it, she doesn't know."

"I'm doing this for your own good, you don't know your mother's person, I bet she will definitely come early today, think about it, if she really comes over and finds you still lying in bed, what do you say will happen to you."

"You're scaring me!"

Han Jianing pulled someone to prevent her from lying down, her words were not alarmist, the eldest aunt did this.

She will know that it was still when her father Han Jianwen wanted to work harder, and called her back when he came to the university to find her, because of her departure, Han Jiawen was pushed up, in order to make her the fastest results, the eldest aunt called her up at 3 o'clock every day and finished at 9 o'clock in the evening, 18 hours a day.

If Han Jiawen doesn't do well, he will be beaten by his aunt.

Han Jianing felt that with the eldest aunt's person, she would definitely be staring at people this time.

Han Jiawen wanted to stay in bed for a while, and listening to her sister's words, her mother's voice, smile, and the appearance of smoking her immediately appeared in her mind, all of which were extremely clear.

The whole person immediately jumped up, and his eyes widened, "My sister is right, I'll get up right away." She hurriedly began to wash.

"Got it done, go downstairs for breakfast."

Han Jianing closed the door, walked to the other end of the room and was about to look at Xie Chaoyuan's door, as soon as she stood at the door, the door opened.

Xie Chaoyuan stood at the door dressed neatly and asked quietly, "Han Xiaoning, how old is your sister?" ”

Han Jianing leaned his ears to listen, glanced at him, and said in a low voice with some displeasure: "She is still reading, put away the crooks in your mind." ”

Xie Chaoyuan stuck out his tongue, his eyes flickered, and he defended himself, "I don't mean anything else, just ask." ”

He lowered his head and snorted: "You and Xiao Gu showed affection in front of me together, which made me understand a truth, this girlfriend must be cultivated from an early age, I don't want to grasp it." ”

"What nonsense!" Han Jianing scolded angrily, "That's my sister, you don't have a bad idea." ”

"Sister, you haven't gone downstairs yet." Han Jiawen's eyes fell on the two of them suspiciously.

Xie Chaoyuan showed a flattering smile, and Han Jianing stepped on him even more angrily, "Get out of the way." ”

Xie Chaoyuan's expression was sneering, his words were just casually, he had such a little idea in his heart, but he didn't dare to do it with a hundred guts.

At most, it's a matter of getting to know each other, and first put up a name.

"Sister, Brother Chaoyuan is a guest from afar, don't bully others." Han Jiawen didn't know what the two of them were talking about before, and when he saw that his sister's face was not good, he reminded him in a low voice.

"It's still Xiaowen's sister, Han Xiaoning is very fierce, and she is used to it." Xie Chaoyuan took the opportunity to brush up on his presence.

Han Jianing said that he was suffering, and hummed out a breath with his nose, not wanting to continue the topic, and pulled Han Jiawen downstairs.

After eating breakfast, Han Baochang proposed that the three of them follow him to Gu's house in the afternoon, and Han Jianing knew that Gu Xiayang's grandmother was discharged from the hospital this morning.

Shen Yueying went back to the house and took out a wooden box, "Bring this to the old sister, she should have made up for it a long time ago when she was old, but she has always been a thrifty person, the family is full of several men, and the daughter-in-law is not very intimate, so she will be left behind." ”

Her hand pondered the wooden box.

Han Jianing glanced at the box and knew that it contained a thirty-year-old ginseng, which his father and uncle bought for his grandmother a long time ago.

"If you say she's thrifty, you're not thrifty? This is a kindness given to you by the children, and if you keep it and don't eat it, the children will be unhappy. ”

"Yes, grandma, I remember that the uncle and my father paid for 2 together, one was given to Grandma Gu, and the other was used by yourself, and you are not a few years younger than Grandma Gu." Han Jianing sat softly next to Shen Yueying, coaxing softly.

"What kind of ginseng do I eat when I'm not sick or sick?" Shen Yueying's heart was hot, but she still felt that it was a bit of a waste to eat ginseng for nothing.

"Nan Nan is right, this ginseng is cut into small pieces, and it will be stewed and drunk from tomorrow, and it should be able to drink for a month before buying it when it is finished." Han Baochang took a sip of tea.

"Wife, didn't you still say that you want to have a golden wedding with me, how can you have a golden wedding if you don't have a good body." Shen Yueying, who was rarely improper, had a little red in her eyes.

"Mom and Dad got up so early, and I'm going to make breakfast." Suddenly, the voice of the eldest aunt came from the door.

Han Jianing got up and called someone, and sure enough, he came.

She glanced at Han Jiawen sympathetically, she was really pitiful.

Han Jianing's face stiffened for a moment, and she lowered her head slightly, and covered the helplessness in her eyes with a heavy knife and flat bangs.

You can't hide from what should be.