Chapter 380 Chapter 381: Moving

Yang Dongmei jumped down and grabbed her, "Sister, I'm here."

Yang Chunyan looked at the beautiful young girl and smiled so hard that her eyes could not see. "Didn't we say that we would have a holiday on New Year's Day? Why are you here?"

Yang Dongmei looked at her reproachfully, "Don't you welcome me?"

Yang Chunyan held her hand and said repeatedly: "Welcome, welcome!"

Mrs. Yang and her mother also got off the tractor, holding their children. "I can see your new houses from a distance. They look spacious."

Yang Weiguo and his father said to the others, "We will pull the stuff over first, and you guys can follow slowly."

"Yeah!" The few of them waited until the tractor drove away before walking towards the new house together.

When they reached the grove, Yang Chunyan pointed and said, "The last room is Erchun's homestead. It has been leveled. Once the bricks and tiles are ready, we will start construction."

Mother Yang looked at the cement road in front of her and asked, "Did you guys pave this road?"

Yang Chunyan nodded, "Yes! Grandpa led everyone to lay the rice. Huai'an pulled the millstone for three days and only stopped yesterday."

Mrs. Yang: "Not bad, it's worth the effort."

Yang Dongmei: "Yeah! It's clean and no different from the streets."

As they were talking, they arrived outside Yang Chunyan's yard and saw Zhou Huaian, Zhou Yiding and others carrying the cupboards, two sacks of grain, tables, chairs and stove supplies from the Yang family on the truck bed.

Zhou Yiding and Zhou Huaian carried the cupboard to the kitchen, "Youngest, your mother-in-law is so polite. She has prepared everything."

Zhou Huaian said with a smile: "Who wouldn't like such a good son-in-law like me?"

Zhou Yiding curled his lips, "Shameless."

After seeing the new house, Yang's mother was so happy that she couldn't close her mouth. "Great, such a good house, I don't have to worry about it anymore."

Mrs. Yang looked around and said, "It looks better when we get into the yard." She turned and looked at Mother Yang, "Next year we will also renovate the house like Chunyan's."

Mother Yang nodded readily, "Okay, then bring the mason over to have a look, and then we'll fix it like this."

Zhou's mother came over from Zhou Huaishan's house with a smile, "My dear mother-in-law, what a rare guest!"

Mother Yang stepped forward with a smile, "You must be very busy!"

After meeting each other, everyone exchanged a few happy greetings, then went into the yard and went to the kitchen, waiting for Zhou Huaian to light the fire and start steaming the brown sugar steamed cake.

Most Chinese people are the same. They like to say auspicious things whenever something big happens.

The local custom is to distribute steamed brown sugar cakes to relatives and friends who come to celebrate on the day of separation or moving into a new house.

It means that things will get better and better, and you will get rich and get promoted.

Mother Yang took the steamer off the table and took out the gauze inside. "I thought I would use it when I got here, so I scalded the steamer with boiling water last night."

"It's better to scald it." Zhou's mother smiled and put the steamer in the pot. After the steam came up, she put the ceramic basin containing the dough into the steamer.

Yang Chunyan took Yang Dongmei and Yang Dasao to look around the house, then went to the backyard and then walked up the mountain.

The bamboo fence on the back mountain has been built. A pillar is made of wooden sticks every two meters, and thick bamboo strips more than one person tall are inserted into the soil and crossed to form a bamboo wall.

Mrs. Yang climbed up the fence and shook it a few times, but the bamboo wall didn't move at all. She praised, "Yan'er, your fence is really well made."

Yang Chunyan smiled and said, "The old man and some uncles made it."

"Things made by our own elders are the best!" Mrs. Yang looked at the herbs inside the bamboo wall and opened the fence door. "I'll go in and take a look."

"Well! Just look around, this whole area is full of them."

Yang Dongmei took Yang Chunyan's arm and said, "Sister, your house is really nice. There is water in front and mountains in the back. There is also such a large herbal garden. When you are old, you can live a leisurely life of picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence and leisurely seeing the southern mountains."

Yang Chunyan smiled and said, "If you like, you can come and live with me in your old age."

"Hmm!" Yang Dongmei looked at her, "Sister, I used to worry about your brother-in-law's character. How would you live after marrying him? Now it seems that I was wrong."

Yang Chunyan smiled and patted her, "You are only a teenager, I don't know why you worry so much."

She remembered that in her previous life, every time her younger sister talked about her and Zhou Huaian, she said that she had never made a mistake in judging people and that she should have listened to her and not married into the Zhou family.

Huai'an has always believed that the eldest brother of the Yang family disliked him the most, but in fact, the one who disliked him the most was his younger sister who had always been opinionated since childhood.

Yang Dongmei said: "I think it might be better for people to look at the long term. I have a goal in mind. Although I may not be able to achieve it, I have a direction when I have a goal."

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At the foot of the mountain, Uncle Chen, Aunt Chen, and Luo Haili and her daughter had also arrived. They exchanged greetings all the way from Zhou Huairong's house, and finally arrived at Yang Chunyan's house.

Luo Haili looked better. Luo Qiaoling held her hand and looked at the tractor in the yard curiously.

When Aunt Chen saw Mother Zhou, she said enviously, "Sister, you and your brother-in-law will enjoy a happy life in the future."

Mother Zhou smiled and said, "You have already divided the family property. Are you and my younger brother enjoying your life now?"

Aunt Chen laughed and said, "What a blessing! I'm even busier than before."

Uncle Chen nodded, "That's right, taking care of grandchildren is also necessary."

After everyone exchanged greetings, Zhou's mother smiled and said to Luo Haili, "Auntie has made the bed for you. It will be in your second cousin's room. From now on, Auntie's home will be your home."

"Thank you, auntie!" Luo Haili gratefully took Luo Qiaoling's hand, "Qiaoling, thank your auntie!"

"Thank you, auntie!" the little girl said obediently.

Mother Zhou rubbed her head and said, "Be good, play with Xiaolin, Xiaoru and the others here from now on."

Luo Qiaoling nodded, "Yes!"

At this time, the steamed cakes were also ready. After Yang's mother brought them out and distributed them to several people, she and Zhou's mother went to Zhou Huairong to help.

Since they didn't hire a cook for the family division wine, their own family prepared it, and Aunt Zhou's mother-in-law and daughter-in-law also came to help.

…

Before noon, Huang Yongcai, Secretary Xu, and uncles such as Zhou Datian also arrived.

Zhou Huaian took Huang Yongcai to look around his house and said, "Brother Huang, my yard is spacious. If you want to go to the countryside to play in the future, just come to my place."

"Great! There's a vegetable garden, a place to raise pigs and chickens, and tap water is free." Huang Yongcai said with a smile, "To be honest, your houses in the countryside are more spacious. My yard is not even as big as your backyard."

"Brother Huang's business is good. When I save up enough money, I will buy a piece of land and build it myself."

"I have this idea, but I have invested all my money in Douhuazhuang. I will wait for two years until I have some surplus before I decide."

Zhou Huaian said with a smile: "Based on the current business of Douhuazhuang, I think you will buy land in less than two years."

Huang Yongcai patted him cheerfully and said, "Good luck to you!"

After the two of them looked around, Huang Yongcai was dragged away by Zhou Yiding and others to play poker.

Mr. Zhou Huaian and others were busy greeting the new guests.

After all the guests arrived and it was time to serve the meal, Zhou Huaian and Zhou Yiding and others unpacked all the firecrackers and placed them from the front of Zhou Huairong's yard to Zhou Huaian's yard.

He took a long puff of the cigarette, lit the fuse, and firecrackers started to pop.

The food and drinks were served on the table, including steamed pig's trotters, fish, twice-cooked pork, and sweet and sour pork...

Steamed, fried, deep-fried...nine kinds of dishes filled the table.

(End of this chapter)