This time it’s really worth it!
Fang Chi had just put on this set of clothes not long ago, so there was no dirt on them and he didn't change them.
What's more, he is not chasing after a wife, he just wants to watch the show.
After they had packed up, they left the room. After all, they were spending the New Year at someone else's home, and it would not be appropriate to stay in the room the whole time.
It was rare that everyone was in the main house, except Lin Yian.
Lin Dejiang was sitting on the kang and sorting tobacco leaves. He had harvested a lot from the small plot he planted this year, but his wife didn't allow him to smoke it, and his granddaughter didn't like it, so he might as well wrap it up and barely count it as a gift during the New Year.
Lao Yuan also likes this, so I’ll give him more when the time comes.
Lin Dejiang looked up and saw two people coming in after opening the curtain. He immediately called out, "Xiao Ji, Xiao Fang, come and sit on the kang."
There is no reason to be polite when my comrades-in-arms come to my home to celebrate the New Year. No matter how polite we are, there is still the festive atmosphere.
"Okay, thank you Grandpa Lin."
Lin Dejiang picked up two bags of tobacco leaves and handed them to Fang Chi and Ji Zebai: "This is grown by our family. The taste is pretty good. You two can try it."
Fan Zhu wrapped a dumpling and put it on the tray. She looked up at Lin Dejiang and said to the two of them, "Don't listen to this old man. If you like it, keep it. If you don't like it, you can do whatever you want with it. Just don't take too many at once."
Upon hearing what his wife said, Lin Dejiang could not help but defend his tobacco: "My tobacco is the first one produced in Linjia Village. Don't worry about smoking it. I guarantee it will taste good." As he said this, he wanted to roll two cigarettes for the two of them to try.
Seeing this, Lin Jiancheng quickly reached out to stop his grandfather: "Grandpa, Ah Ci doesn't like the smell of smoke. She will wrinkle her nose again when she comes over later."
Lin Anguo did something silently. He took away all the tobacco leaves in front of Lin Dejiang and started packing them himself.
Lin Dejiang touched his nose in disappointment, but still patted his chest and assured Ji Zebai and the others that his tobacco leaves were absolutely good.
Fang Chi put it directly into his pocket: "Okay, thank you Grandpa Lin. Our captain has recently been injured and has quit smoking, so I will keep his for him. I will definitely try it later."
Ji Zebai didn't care that Fang Chi took the things from him. After all, he only smoked one occasionally before, and no one else in the family smoked. Now... there was no point in leaving it with him.
Upon hearing this, Fan Zhu couldn't help but ask a few words of concern: "Is Xiaoji's injury better? Injuring your arm is no small matter."
"Much better. The doctor said it will be fine after a period of rest."
Several people on the kang were chatting casually, and under the kang, Lin Jianhua's chopping board made clanging sounds. A few white radishes were instantly turned into shredded radishes and were swept into the basin where Lin Jianzhen was stirring like fallen leaves by the autumn wind.
Lin Jianzhen couldn't help swallowing when he saw his sixth brother being so ruthless. He should not have offended Jianhua recently, so what happened?
"Fifth brother, it's time to add the seasoning."
Lin Jianhua chopped the last few pieces of ginger and green onion and threw them into the basin under Lin Jianzhen's command.
Lin Jianzhen remained motionless, still stirring the bowl of stuffing mechanically.
"Fifth brother, fifth brother, fifth brother!"
"ah!"
Lin Jianzhen came to his senses and looked at Lin Jianhua: "What's wrong?"
Seeing his fifth brother's absent-minded look, Lin Jianhua took the basin from Lin Jianzhen's hand and said, "It's time to add the seasoning."
"Oh, okay." Lin Jianzhen thought about it and pulled Lin Jianhua: "Jianhua, what's wrong with you today? Is it because you can't solve the problem?"
Lin Jianhua was a little confused. When did he find a problem that he couldn't solve?
"What's the topic? Ask Brother Ze, he will definitely know."
"Okay, then I'll trouble you, Brother Ji." Lin Jianhua stuffed the basin back into Lin Jianzhen's hands and ran out to the house to get the notebook.
Jianhua really has some questions that he doesn't know how to answer...
He guessed right!
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