The host and the guests had a great time at this lunch. As it was his granddaughter's full moon celebration, Old Man Lin knew what was going on and didn't drink too much. He just enjoyed himself for a bit and then consciously controlled the amount.

Old Zhang, on the other hand, enjoyed the drinking to his heart's content. He drank almost all the wine he brought with him. Old Man Lin kept rolling his eyes at him while they were eating.

The wine the old man brought me, I drank it all by myself. I'll have to ask him to give me two more bottles next time.

Jia Chunhua was worried that Old Man Lin might get drunk, so she glanced at him occasionally and found that the old man was quite reliable today. She nodded secretly with satisfaction and thought that she would reward the old man in the evening and let him enjoy the wonderful Jia's Chinese medicine massage that he had always dreamed of.

Massage is a very tiring job. After a massage, the person being massaged feels relaxed and sleepy, while the person giving the massage is sweating and exhausted both physically and mentally.

But in fact, Jia Chunhua was just being stubborn. She said that she was not happy, but in fact she always found various reasons to reward Old Man Lin with massages.

What they tell their children is that their dad is behaving well, hasn't been drinking too much recently, or has hunted a lot for the family recently...

In fact, Lin Shufen knew that her mother just felt sorry for her father working so hard every day, and was afraid that he would ruin his health. After all, when her father was young, he worked as a carpenter and worked very hard in order to earn a good life for his family.

The way these old couple get along is really hard to understand.

The table was clear of dishes and everyone was holding their stomachs, savoring the delicious meal.

After the neighbors left one after another, Zhuzi's mother stayed to help clean up.

Seeing that she was enthusiastic and diligent, Jia Chunhua didn't let her do much and just asked her to boil water, which was an easy and warm job.

The floor of the house was covered with melon seed shells, hazelnut shells, walnut shells and the like. They made a sound when they were stepped on, so Lin Feng and Lin Zheng were sweeping the floor, and Zhuzi was beside them with a dustpan to help.

Cai Honglian didn't let Lin Shufen intervene, and asked her to go into the house to see Tiantian. She worked efficiently and washed the dishes in no time.

She went into the house to check on the sweeping and found that Lin Zheng and Zhuzi, the two little ones, were working together very well. Then Lin Zheng started to play and specifically stepped on the big shell.

But when he saw his mother standing there with her hands on her waist, her eyes full of anger, he immediately wanted to curse.

With a start, Lin Feng instantly turned into a quail and swept the floor obediently.

Lin Guodong and Chu Minghai returned the borrowed tables, dishes and chopsticks.

After everything was cleaned up, several women gathered in the east room to talk.

Zhuzi ran in and hugged his mother and said, "Mom, please make the same pork head for me this year. It's so delicious that it makes my tongue drop. I've never eaten such delicious pork head before. If we don't have this dish, it won't be a New Year's Eve dinner. It won't be worthy of the name!"

Zhuzi's mother patted him on the back, glanced at him, and told him the truth: "You little rascal, I really don't know how to cook this dish. This is your grandmother Jia's specialty. Forget it. You've raised the standard of your meal, and it's not considered a New Year's Eve dinner without the pig's head. I think you should just not eat it."

"Ah——" Zhuzi was extremely disappointed. It turned out that his mother didn't know how to cook pig's head. But what should he do? He had just finished eating it and he was already craving for it.

Jia Chunhua liked Zhuzi, the chubby little boy, very much. Besides, he was also a good friend of her grandson, and they got along very well at school. Last time, she gave half of the high-quality biscuits that Zhuzi's aunt brought to him to Lin Zheng.

So she waved her hand and said, "It's okay, Zhuzi. When Grandma Jia's family cooks pig's head meat in the future, let Zhengzheng call you. Whenever you feel hungry, tell me and I will ask Grandpa Lin to go to the mountains to hunt wild boars. We can't let our growing boy starve, right?"