"Host, your idea is very dangerous!"

The Super God System was trembling, and it was so fierce... Well, the host was so powerful that he had no way to deal with it.

It took a lot of effort to persuade Qin Anan not to go play with Xi Rongjun.

Feng Jingrou, however, was carrying a basket of large steamed buns fresh from the pot and picked up Qin Anan. "Anan, let's go give the buns to Grandpa Xi, okay?"

Qin Anan only thought for 0.001 seconds.

"Um!"

system:"……"

It’s so bitter!

If it were an ostrich, it would have buried its head in the sand and never come out again! 555...

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Xi family.

There was a low, unfinished house and an earthen courtyard wall. Xi Mancang, who had one leg, was leaning on a crutch and chopping wood with an axe in one hand.

The Chinese New Year is coming soon, and he wants to make some fried fruits and meatballs to eat during the New Year.

The little grandson, who has always been taciturn, is now sitting on a stool near the gate, holding a small branch and writing and drawing on the ground, occasionally looking up at the path outside the yard.

Xi Mancang saw through his thoughts at a glance.

"Junjun, who are you waiting for?" He deliberately teased his grandson.

"Ah..." Xi Rongjun's ears turned red, "I'm waiting for big brother."

"Your eldest brother just left yesterday and said he wouldn't be back for three to five days. Why did you miss him when I didn't see him before? Huh? Hahaha!" Xi Mancang's voice was rough, and his meaningful laughter echoed throughout the yard. "He was waiting for Xiao An... Ouch!"

Too much joy leads to sorrow. Xi Mancang was so busy laughing that he slipped and fell to the ground.

"Grandpa!" Xi Rongjun's heart skipped a beat and he hurried forward.

My grandfather is almost seventy years old. If he suddenly falls, the consequences could be serious or minor.

Xi Rongjun wanted to pull his grandfather up, but his body was only that of a one-meter-tall child, and he couldn't move him even a little bit even with all his strength.

"Grandpa, I'll go find someone to help!" Xi Rongjun didn't hesitate, turned around and walked out the door.

As soon as I turned around, I saw Feng Jingrou holding Qin Anan and walking into the courtyard.

"Hey, Uncle Mancang, why did you fall?"

Feng Jingrou put Qin Anan and the basket down and hurried to help Xi Mancang.

Fortunately, she was used to doing the work and had a lot of strength. Xi Rongjun also came to help. After a lot of effort, the two of them finally helped Xi Mancang up.

Help him sit on a chair nearby.

"Uncle Mancang, where did you get hurt? Are your bones okay?" Feng Jingrou gently touched Xi Mancang's thigh, looking worried.

The older you get, the more you realize that the body of an elderly person cannot be compared with that of a young person.

If a young person falls, he will only feel pain for two days at most, but if an old person falls, he won’t know which bone is broken.

Qin Anan was unable to help and was anxious. She thought that if Grandpa Xi was really injured, she would buy him some [Xugu Shujin Pills].

I just don’t know if Grandpa Xi has an older brother who is easy to fool.

[It's decided. If Grandpa Xi is easy to fool, I'll trick him into taking the medicine. If he's not, I'll force the medicine into his mouth! Hehe, I'm awesome!]

Feng Jingrou shuddered. "What medicine? An An, don't mess around! What if Grandpa Xi dies from it... Ugh...?"

She glanced at Xi Rongjun who was standing next to her little daughter and suddenly felt sorry for him.

The little guy thought An An was his only good friend, but he never imagined that his best friend was thinking about how to give his grandfather medicine?!

Forehead……

"Xiao Feng, I'm fine, you don't have to worry." Xi Mancang's words brought Feng Jingrou back to reality from her outrageous thoughts.

She was worried that Xi Mancang might have a hidden injury and wanted to take him to the clinic to see Dr. Chen, but the stubborn old man refused to go no matter what.

Feng Jingrou had no choice but to let him do what he wanted. She chopped some wood herself and planned to help Xi Mancang fry the fried fruit dough and meatball fillings.

"Uncle Mancang, from now on when Xi Lang is not at home, if you need anything, just ask Junjun to call me and I'll help you!" Feng Jingrou instructed as she worked, "You're a war hero. I'm going to make sure you have a good New Year..."

Feng Jingrou is kind-hearted and always takes extra care of the lonely elderly people in the village. In the past, every Chinese New Year, she would go with Qin Zheng to deliver some New Year's goods such as steamed buns and fried fruits to Xi Mancang and Xu Xinglin.

Last year, when Qin Zheng was away, she was busy earning money to support the family despite being pregnant. Life was really hard, and she stopped for a year. This year, life is better, and she has continued to provide them with New Year's goods.

Xi Mancang used to think Feng Jingrou was a kind and virtuous niece-in-law and liked her very much. But ever since Xi Lang said he wanted to pursue Qin Ting, he felt uncomfortable watching Feng Jingrou helping him with his work.

Xi Lang's identity had always been hidden in his heart, never shared with the villagers. He had once been Xi Lang's biological grandfather's bodyguard, and he was the only one in the village who knew how unattainable Xi Lang's family status truly was.

The order from the capital was to keep an eye on Xi Lang and not date any girls from the village. This year, when Xi Lang went to the capital for the New Year, they would take him to see a girl of equal status.

"Parents who love their children plan for their future," and Xi Mancang felt the same way about his grandson, who wasn't his biological son. He loved Qin Ting, but he couldn't help but consider Xi Lang's future.

"A match made in heaven"—these four words have profound implications.

He looked at Feng Jingrou's busy figure, sighed silently in his heart, and wondered how to talk to her.

On the other side, Qin Anan groped in the basket with her little hands, took out a big steamed bun, and handed it to Xi Rongjun.

"Jun...Jun, eat!" She showed a few little white teeth when she spoke, which was very cute.

【The steamed buns made by my mother are very sweet! 】

Today's flour is all wheat grown in the fields, which is directly ground into powder in the mill without any flour whitening agents. Therefore, the steamed buns made from it are not as white as those in later generations, but have a natural wheat color. The more you chew it, the sweeter it becomes. It is delicious.

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