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Two horses galloped along the village road, and the children craned their necks to watch.

Yu Ermei's face turned into a twisted smile, and her youngest son came back on a tall horse.

The youngest son is her pride and her capital to show off.

During this time, Yao Dabao's family had many good things, the eldest daughter married a rich family, Qiuqiu set a rich young master, worshiped a Niu B master, and after splitting up and starting a new stove, it was even more prosperous.

Purchase Poria cocos, purchase mountain agricultural products, make brooms, open shops, and the wealth is rolling in!

Yu Ermei was envious, jealous and hateful, and her mood couldn't be smooth.

Now that she has met her youngest son, she is truly happy.

After taking the big bag of filial piety from her youngest son, she couldn't close her mouth with a smile.

Zhang San was invited to drink tea in the hall, and in the hall, the village chief and some senior old men were chatting with Uncle Yao.

Seeing Zhang San, everyone got up to greet him, Zhang San smiled and said, "Old Yao, what are you doing with so much hypocrisy?" Be careful with your waist bones. ”

Uncle Yao said happily: "Mr. Zhang's wonderful rejuvenation has made the old man have the fun of being a man again, put a few tables to celebrate, and relatives and friends take the opportunity to have fun!" ”

Zhang San laughed: "Lao Yao is right, it's good to be happy, I'll have two drinks with you later." ”

Old Yao Bole couldn't close his mouth, and said repeatedly: "Okay, good! ”

The famous ghost hand Zhang San, a strange old man who was so high that he dared to refrain even from the emperor's summons, not only cured his waist and made him stand up, but also called him a brother and a brother, and behaved in an easy-going manner.

What a face!

Yao Jinbao saw the uncle stand up with his own eyes, and he was happy in his heart: "Great, the uncle has stood up!" Thank you, Mr. Zhang, I am really grateful! ”

While speaking, he saluted Zhang San, very respectful.

Zhang San actually hated these false courtesies the most, he turned his head to ask about Old Yao's condition, and asked how long he had walked today.

The two asked and answered, and others couldn't interject at all.

Fortunately, the table was opened in a while, and a total of four tables were set up in the upper hall and the lower hall.

In addition to the village chief, some senior old men in the village, as well as relatives from all walks of life, Xiao Qiulan's wonderful aunt, Yao Xiaozhen also came with her husband.

Yao Xiaozhen didn't dare to be too presumptuous because of her husband's presence, but she couldn't help but squeeze into the kitchen in the name of helping.

Huang Meixiang frowned, the village couldn't hide things, she had heard the rumors that Yao Xiaozhen liked Yao Dabao, and now it seems that the rumors are not false at all.

Yao Dabao was so good to his nominal sister that he was jealous, knowing that Yao Xiaozhen came into the kitchen, it was just a mess, he also answered all her questions, and reminded her from time to time not to stain her clothes.

Yao Xiaozhen was as happy as a little girl, seeing that the corners of Huang Meixiang's mouth twitched, and she planned to ridicule her a few words, but after thinking about it, she couldn't help it.

Good wine and good food, good mood, this meal, everyone ate and drank happily.

The next day, Xiao Qiulan got up early, and the master said that when the sun rose one zhang high, the carriage that took her to Beijing might arrive at the door.

The things had already been packed, and Xiao Qiulan checked again, two sets of clothes, a pair of cotton shoes, and she also secretly brought her grandmother's hairpin.

I copied my grandmother's sauce recipe again in modern simplified Chinese characters, tied it up with a string and put it in the baggage.

When copying the sauce recipe, there were some traditional Chinese characters that I really didn't understand, and she asked her father, who didn't understand it, so she asked Master.

Zhang San asked her how she could recognize words and write? She said she learned it in a dream.

Zhang San is full of black lines, this is also amazing, right?