Aunt Wang was so angry that her face turned blue, but she couldn't do anything to Miao Xiuying. Who made everyone in the team compliment her?
She didn't want to be drowned by the team's spit, so she could only swallow her anger unwillingly, while grumbling in private.
Tch, what’s so great about that? Isn’t it just because of Jiang Yan’s help?
If Miao Xiuying knew what she was thinking, she would surely applaud and say, "I am so lucky. I have benefited from Jiang Yan's kindness. Even if you want to benefit from it, you can't!"
Jiang Yan looked at him as if he were a piece of stinky dog shit and wanted to stay away from him.
After she finished eating the noodles, Miao Xiuying took the bowl back. Lu Xiao was at home holding the baby. When he saw her come back, he took out a thick piece of clothing and gave it to her.
"Mom, it's cold outside. Bring some clothes to Xiaoyan so she doesn't catch a cold."
When he is at home, he is still thinking about Jiang Yan. If he is not busy taking care of the baby, he would like to stick to Jiang Yan.
He is a complete wife-head. When he looks at the kids, his eyes are full of resentment. Are these three born to be his nemesis?
Mi Li didn't know what was going on. She waved her chubby white hands, smiled sweetly, and said in a baby voice: "Daddy...bubble...bubble, smells...mommy."
Even though Lu Xiao spends more time with them, the kids are still very attached to Jiang Yan, which makes Lu Xiao a little jealous. Doesn't he want to stick to Jiang Yan too?
Miao Xiuying couldn't help but laugh, and sat down to drink a sip of water, "Look at you, your resentful husband. Xiaoyan is bored at home all day taking care of the kids for you, and when she goes out to chat for a while, it's like she left you behind and ran off with someone else. You're too urgent."
Lu Xiao said calmly: "I finally married her, how can I not care? If someone else steals my girl, I won't even have a place to cry.
Especially those young people who have no sense of propriety, it makes me angry.”
It was well known that Jiang Yan was good-looking. When she walked out, those eyes were glued to her and couldn't be torn away.
He could imagine how those people would approach him without him. Thinking about it, he clenched his fists and punched them one by one, causing blood to fly from his nose.
Jiang Yan can only be his.
Miao Xiuying couldn't listen any more, "What nonsense are you talking about? Look after the kids at home. It's almost time for dinner, and you still have to clean up the dishes after dinner."
As the year draws to a close, everyone comes back to celebrate the New Year. There are quite a lot of people here, so the Liang family must have set up more than ten or twenty tables.
The gift money was not even enough to buy a pig, but since their son was getting married, it was for good luck and the parents were happy.
Jiang Yan watched the chefs take the solidified blood sausage in their hands, cut it with a sharp knife, chop it into pieces, sprinkle it with watercress, coriander, pepper powder, salt, MSG, and pepper powder, stir it a few times with a spoon, and the fresh cold blood sausage was ready.
Then I heated up the oil in a pan and cooked stir-fried pork liver, fried rice noodles with sour peppers, and minced meat and vermicelli.
Pigs in those days were not fed with feed, they only ate pig grass. The fried pork belly was greasy and looked very appetizing.
Jiang Yan was attracted.
The last dish was blood sausage and sauerkraut. After it was all done, it was scooped into a large bowl and brought to the table by the helper.
Jiang Yan came to the feast, she found a seat where the soup wouldn't spill on her and sat there calmly.
With her was Song Jingtian! Looking at the steaming food, she exhaled a breath of white air and said seriously: "It's not so lively in our family compound. Everyone is very reserved. In the countryside, there are not so many rules for banquets."
Jiang Yan took out the tissue she carried with her, wiped the chopsticks on the table, handed them to Song Jingtian, then wiped the water in the bowl and placed it in front of her.
Song Jingtian was still a little embarrassed, "Sister-in-law, you are too attentive."
Jiang Yan thought, how can I not be careful! There is no detergent or washing powder now, so I just wash with hot water. Even if I can wash away the oil, it won't be so clean.
Before eating, you must wipe it with paper. In later generations, everyone is used to it.
The people at the same table with her didn't show it on their faces, but they looked down on her in their hearts. They were all here to eat, and they were still worried that there would be their saliva in the bowl! Hadn't they washed it? They were tired of being so pretentious.
However, thinking that she is rich now, he also wanted to curry favor with her.
The aunt across from me flatteredly, "Xiao Yan, I heard from your sister-in-law that you earn several hundred yuan a month from writing. Is that true? Is that too much?
That man can't catch up with you. He has no pressure raising three kids. No wonder the kids are so plump and white. He is so capable.
“The picture books you drew are so wonderful. My grandson holds them tightly and reads them to us every day. I cry when I hear them.
You educated people are great, you have a comfortable way out, unlike us, who have to do hard labor all our lives."
Jiang Yan also said modestly: "Aunt, labor is glorious. Without you, the food supply will be insufficient. What will we eat? If you ask me, the greatest people are farmers."
This complimented everyone and they smiled so hard that their teeth were showing.
The educated youth at the next table didn't dare to say a word. Song Huan, the person involved, saw Jiang Yan and asked the old educated youth, "Didn't you say she was also an educated youth? Why don't you invite her to sit at the same table with us? We can all get to know each other. She looks like someone who is easy to get along with."
The old educated youth's face froze, "What nonsense are you talking about? If she is easy to get along with, then there is no easy to get along with person in the world. Have you never suffered?"
Xia Dongchun was not afraid. She admired Jiang Yan very much. She moved a small stool and sat next to Jiang Yan.
When Jiang Yan saw her, she raised her eyebrows. Oh, an old acquaintance. Among that group of educated youth, she had a good impression of Xia Dongchun.
Later I joined the army and we lost contact.
Xia Dongchun pointed at himself and said, "Xiao Yan, do you still remember me? I haven't seen you for a year. You look even better now."
When she first came, her face still looked a bit childish, but now she has fully grown up and looks more bright and lively. It can be seen that she is living a good life!
Jiang Yan also handed her a set of bowls and chopsticks. "You compliment me right after I got here. I feel embarrassed. How about you? Are you doing well in the countryside?"
Xia Dongchun reluctantly said, "It's OK, not bad, it's been more than a year, but I still can't adapt to the pace of the countryside. I get up earlier than chickens and sleep later than dogs.
During the day, I had to be chased by the captain. My hands were covered with calluses. Compared to the past, they are much better now. I don’t know when I can return to the city.”
She sighed, and her whole body wilted.
Jiang Yan looked at him with amusement, "This opportunity is for those who are prepared. Don't forget to study when you go to the countryside. You never know when it will come in handy."
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