Gu An'an was surprised to find that Lin Zixing had brought Long Aotian to Jiangjia Village.
What was Long Aotian doing in their little village?
This incident triggered by musk was completely unexpected by Gu An'an, giving her a headache, as it seemed that no matter how she handled it, it wouldn't be appropriate.
Anyway, I didn't stay at her house.
Gu An'an simply pretended that the two people didn't exist.
Jiang Mingyi, however, looked somewhat serious after learning about this, since his eldest uncle had gotten involved with that young master Lin, which was worrying no matter how you looked at it.
They already had a bad falling out with the old family home, and now with the addition of Young Master Lin, who doesn't get along with Gu An'an, who knows what kind of trouble they'll cause next.
Moreover, the man surnamed Lin seemed to want to say something but hesitated, clearly indicating that he wanted to say something.
What exactly is he trying to say?
Jiang Mingyi had absolutely no clue.
He wanted to ask Gu An'an, but she was busy preparing chicken, duck, fish and meat for the New Year and seemed not to care at all.
The young man's secrets couldn't be kept hidden, and Jiang Mingzhu, who had grown up with him, noticed them. While Gu An'an was helping out at Grandma Li's house next door, the girl couldn't help but ask, "Brother, did something happen when you went to the city?"
Jiang Mingzhu was chopping minced meat. The girl's arms were slender, and her wrists were like delicate willow branches. Yet, she had an incredible strength, chopping the minced meat into a fine powder, with no large chunks of meat visible.
What she was holding was the knife that Gu An'an had bought in the county town the day before yesterday.
She really did buy Pearl a knife as a birthday present.
"Are you tired? Do you want to take a break?"
Jiang Mingzhu shook her head, "I'm not tired. I'll finish quickly so we can make meatballs when Mom comes back. Bao'er is drooling because of her. She's so gluttonous."
Thinking of her little sister's adorable appearance, Jiang Mingzhu couldn't help but smile, "What a glutton."
The girl's smiling face made Jiang Mingyi smile involuntarily. After a while, he finally spoke, "Bao'er is still young."
"Yes, yes, Bao'er is my brother's most precious little sister. Mingxu and I are just pitiful little ones who have no one to love us."
"Who said that? Don't I care about you?"
Jiang Mingzhu was just fooling around, but she didn't expect Gu An'an to have returned while she was talking. She put down the knife in her hand and went over to help carry the things. "What is this?"
"These are the potatoes and radishes that Grandma Li insisted on giving me."
In winter, there are hardly any vegetables available. Besides radishes, potatoes, and cabbage, maybe a sweet potato at most, Gu An'an has been trying to come up with something new, but she hasn't been able to come up with anything interesting.
Unable to resist Aunt Li's enthusiasm, he had no choice but to carry half a sack of potatoes and carrots home.
She knew, of course, that Jiang Mingzhu was just teasing her brother, but she went along with it and made a couple of comments.
After telling the brother and sister to put the things in the cellar, Gu An'an picked up a knife and started chopping minced meat.
She bought dozens of kilograms of pork for the Chinese New Year. Although the meat can be stored for a while in cold weather, it is safer to cook it.
Gu An'an's cooked food is boiled meatballs.
Cut out a few pounds of lean and fatty meat, mince it into a paste, mix it with egg white and sweet potato starch to form a sticky meat filling, and then squeeze out small meatballs by hand and drop them into boiling water.
Once the meatballs float to the surface, the poached meatballs are ready.
These meatballs can be used in soups and stews; they're incredibly versatile.
Gu An'an made it a few days ago, and Bao'er liked it very much, and kept asking to eat the pills.
Make more this time, so the little girl can eat her fill.
When Jiang Cuicui came over to deliver the dumplings, she heard a burst of laughter coming from the kitchen.
She stood there, stunned, holding the basket of dumplings. Early this morning, her mother had gone to Lin Sange's house to find her, telling her to hurry back because they had important guests.
She spoke with utter flattery, as if being able to serve that distinguished guest as a maid who washed his feet and carried his water was a blessing from her ancestors.
Jiang Cuicui refused her mother's "kind offer".
"You brat, do you even know that your aunt has brought her Qiaojie from her parents' home!"
"It's almost Chinese New Year, so naturally Sister Qiaoqiao has to go home."
"Bullshit! She just wants Qiaoqiao to marry into a wealthy family. So what if she's engaged to her family? She's not married into their family. You go home right now."
Jiang Cuicui looked at her anxious mother, smiled, and went back inside, ignoring the people outside.
When Lin San asked her what was wrong, what could Jiang Cuicui say? She brushed it off and made dumplings with the man.
It's not that she's unfilial, it's just that her mother no longer acknowledges her, so there's no point in sending the dumplings over there. It's better to send them to her third aunt and the others.
She has a large family, and one person can't manage everything.
Besides, she had saved Lin Sange's life.
But hearing the commotion now, Jiang Cuicui felt that she had come at the wrong time.
She was wondering whether she should turn back and come back when Jiang Mingyi came out of the kitchen.
The boy, who was very handsome and seemed out of place in this small mountain village, was carrying a large sack and looked as simple and honest as a country boy.
Jiang Cuicui was taken aback, her voice a little flustered, "I made some dumplings and brought them over to you."
Jiang Mingyi carried the sack to the cellar. "It's in the kitchen. Just go and tell her."
It was already a pleasant surprise that she wasn't kicked out, so Jiang Cuicui hurried to the kitchen.
Before I even got there, I could smell a wonderful fragrance.
"Cui Cui brought dumplings! How thoughtful of you! I haven't even had time to make them myself." Gu An'an had been too busy these past few days and had simply postponed making dumplings, but she didn't expect that someone would still remember her.
Should she send some dumplings to Aunt Li when she gets back?
"Zhu'er, go inside and get a bowl of meatballs for your sister Cui Cui, and also get some melon seeds and peanuts for her to eat when she gets back."
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