They had lunch together in the backyard at noon. Meng Zhiyu and Li Tingman were the chefs, Li Qingqing, Jiang Zengzhi and Song Guangye helped out, and Mu Ziwei and Zhou Songbai accompanied Yun Zhiping.
Yun Zhiping didn't care how to eat or who cooked the meal, but just asked, "Who cooks in your family on weekdays?"
He didn't want his cousin to marry into the Zhou family and become a shrew who only cared about the boiler.
Zhou Songbai knew what he wanted to ask. "When the farm work is busy, my father and two sisters-in-law cook. When the farm work is not busy, everyone in the family takes turns cooking."
This is quite reasonable. Yun Zhiping nodded with satisfaction. It is the same in their Yun family. They don’t have land at home, and they take turns cooking every day when going to and from get off work. The person who doesn’t cook washes the pots and dishes.
Meng Zhiyu made braised pork, steamed fish, stewed chicken feet, spicy chicken nuggets, spicy tofu, hot and sour potato shreds, cold lotus root slices, spicy cabbage stewed with tofu, and finally added an egg soup. The staple food was corn buns.
Each person contributed one or two dishes. Yun Zhiping saw that he was the only one who hadn't contributed a dish, so he rummaged through the package and took out a can of fruit. "Little sister, this is what the old lady prepared for you. Big brother brought it to add a dish and I'll make it up to you later."
Meng Zhiyu naturally wouldn't mind this. "Cousin, you're too polite. We're all family, there's no need to be so fussy."
The main reason is that they are not familiar with each other. If they are really close, they will just say hello and take the food away to eat. There will be no such thing as not returning it.
Yun Zhiping looked at her serious expression, and taking advantage of being taller than her, he stretched out his claws and rubbed her head, "Little sister, you're right, big brother is overthinking it."
My little cousin has really grown up. A few years ago, when she was ten years old, they came to visit her and my cousin was clamoring for snacks. It was raining outside at that time, so it was not convenient to go out and buy some.
His father gave his cousin the snacks he had brought for his cousin, but the little girl refused and was very unhappy.
Meng Zhiyu didn't know what he was thinking about this. After all, she was not a cylinder. For many things, whether she remembered them or not was like watching a movie. She had some impression but not much.
During the meal, Yun Zhiping specifically asked which dishes were made by Meng Zhiyu. He tasted each dish carefully and praised it highly, "I didn't expect my little sister's cooking skills to be so good. It's even better than my mom's."
Of course, there was some deliberate exaggeration in what he said. After all, this would more harmoniously lead to what he was going to say next, which was one of the important tasks of his visit this time.
That's right, he came with a mission. The first and most important one was to check on Zhiyu's living environment and her personal situation to see if she was doing well.
The second task was to ask her if she had any idea of going to her parents' home for the New Year. If yes, everyone would be happy. If not, he had to find a way to make her think about it.
Of course Meng Zhiyu would not take this seriously, so she said modestly, "I have never eaten the food cooked by my aunt, I think the food cooked by my aunt must be more delicious." The taste of mother.
Yun Zhiping was happy, "Little sister, it's very simple if you want to eat the food cooked by your aunt. Isn't the New Year coming soon? Why don't you come back to our house to celebrate the New Year? Your grandparents haven't seen you for a long time and they are always thinking about you."
At first, they were saddened by Meng Zhiyu's indifference, and there were few letters between the two sides. However, since Meng Zhiyu woke up in shock, he seemed to have grown up suddenly. Not only did he take the initiative to write letters to show his concern for his family, he also mailed gifts to everyone in the family.
The most important thing that made them feel relieved was that Meng Zhiyu locked up the scumbag and the prostitute in a small dark room before going to the countryside.
The whole family knew that there was something fishy about the cause of his aunt's death, but because Zhiyu was caught in the middle, it was difficult for Grandpa Yun and the others to take action.
The main reason was that they were worried that Meng Zhiyu would hold a grudge against them and disown them because of this. After all, they were his eldest aunt's only blood relatives, and they couldn't possibly not care.
Yun Zhiping's question stumped Meng Zhiyu. She had never thought about this question before. She had never met the Yun family in person, but deep in her memory, she remembered that the Yun family was quite fond of her as their granddaughter.
She had received quite a few gifts from the Yun family over the past six months. Although she always gave gifts in return, it was reasonable for her to go back and visit her elders. "Okay, it just so happens that I haven't seen my family for a long time. I wonder if they've changed much."
Yun Zhiping was pleasantly surprised. Seeing her silence, he had thought he would try to persuade her. "Okay, okay, your grandma and the others will be so happy when they know you're back."
Everyone else present was a little confused. Why did Meng Zhiyu go to her maternal family's house to celebrate the New Year? Where were her parents? It seemed that they had known each other for such a long time but she had never heard Meng Zhiyu talk about her parents, nor had she seen her receive any letters or packages from her parents.
Zhou Songbai combined Meng Zhiyu's own risk of going to the black market to make money, and guessed that maybe her parents died early, and she felt a little distressed for her partner. He would go back and ask her what she thought. If she agreed, he would become her subordinate, collect her goods and sell them.
It would be better to increase the purchase price for her as much as possible. It is not his own business, he cannot do whatever he wants. Even if he gives him a very high price, I think Meng Zhiyu will not accept it with her personality.
"Then I'll go home and clean up the room and come back later." After dinner, Zhou Songbai helped wash the pots and dishes, then stood up and prepared to leave.
"Okay." Meng Zhiyu walked him to the gate. "Talk to Aunt Zhou and the others first before you clean up."
Although she knew that Aunt Zhou would not object, she still had two daughters-in-law after all, and home was not just for one person.
Zhou Songbai felt that there would be no problem with his family. Although his eldest sister-in-law was a bit picky, she was still a good person. He agreed and said, "Okay, don't worry."
After sending the person away, Meng Zhiyu looked at Yun Zhiping's tired face and advised, "Brother, go to my room and sleep for a while. I'll go to Sister Tingman's room to play for a while."
Before Yun Zhiping could say anything, Mu Ziwei interrupted and said, "Just let Brother Yun sleep in my room. I have something to do with Yangzi this afternoon."
Meng Zhiyu didn't argue with him. They were all friends, so it was enough as long as they kept it in mind. There was still a long way to go.
Seeing that his younger sister had no objection, Yun Zhiping thanked Mu Ziwei. Meng Zhiyu fetched some water for him to wash himself briefly. He took off his coat, lay down on the kang, closed his eyes and fell asleep.
Meng Zhiyu slept enough at night, so she skipped her afternoon nap and used the time to knit a sweater. She had originally planned to find time to mail it back to her grandfather and his family after she finished knitting it, but now that her eldest cousin was here, she wouldn't have to waste the postage.
She had already knitted a scarf for each member of the Yun family, and she planned to knit each person a small vest to be worn underneath.
She is now wearing a small vest she knitted herself. It is a double-layered vest with a layer of cotton padding inside, which is very warm.
When washing, take out the cotton cake from the pre-made opening and put it back in when wearing. Li Tingman and the others saw her doing this and followed her example. After wearing them, they all praised her method.
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