Song Wanyue went to Grandma Fang's house to get tofu, and she had originally planned to pluck the chicken feathers before going to get it.
I changed the time at the last minute, and when I went there, it happened that the Lin family was still making tofu.
Song Wanyue stood by the stove and watched the Lin family busying themselves.
Don’t underestimate this skill. Grandma Lin supported the Lin family with this skill.
Lin Meiyu looked at Song Wanyue with sparkling eyes: "Sister Wanyue, your scarf is so beautiful. Was it knitted by your mother?"
I'm so envious of her. She's not like her mother who only talks about her mother's home and wants to send back any cloth coupons she has.
She hasn't worn new clothes for two years, and she is the eldest in the family.
Song Wanyue smiled and said, "Yes, my mother knitted it. It's very warm. You will have one in the future, too."
She knew the Lin family's situation, but she wouldn't say much.
In a few years, it will be easier for everyone to find jobs, clothes will become cheaper, and cloth coupons will no longer be required.
Of course, houses are still luxuries.
Lin Meiyu was very moved: "Sister Wanyue, can I touch it? I just washed the clothes, my hands are clean, I will treat you to some candy."
The pink color is her favorite.
Sister Wanyue, you look so beautiful in this scarf, like a fairy from heaven.
Song Wanyue took the initiative to move over and said, "Okay, gently. I'm afraid it will get deformed."
This took Song's mother more than a week to weave, and she cherishes it very much.
Song Meiyu looked satisfied: "Very soft and warm, thank you, Sister Wanyue. You are so beautiful and generous. Unlike some lesbians, I can't stand even a touch of you."
She really just looked at it and had no intention of possessing it.
Song Wanyue nodded: "You have eyes that can discover beauty, it's normal. It's normal for lesbians to like dressing up. Not to mention lesbians, some gay men also care about dressing."
After waiting for half an hour, Song Wanyue left with three pounds of tofu.
This is not just one meal, this is the portion for two meals.
When Miss Song goes back to her parents' home, the old Song family will also get together. They will not eat in different rooms, but all eat in the old house.
In the past, the time when the daughter-in-law of the Song family would go back to her parents' home was calculated so as to avoid going home at the same time as Sister-in-law Song.
Song Wanyue was carrying the tofu home when Zhou Caixia just left.
Song Xuemei asked curiously, "Sister Wanyue, you don't seem to like Caixia, right? She finally came home and you found an excuse to hide away."
Although she was not very sensitive, she could still feel it.
Song Wanyue raised her eyebrows: "Did you see that? I think she has bad intentions. Stay away from her. If she asks you to go somewhere alone, you must be careful, especially when it comes to saving people. If you are not careful, you might sell yourself out."
"Okay, let's go help with the cooking. You can make cold dishes, right? I want to try your cooking skills. Can you teach me how to make cold-mixed Houttuynia cordata?"
The original owner rarely ate this dish when she went to the countryside, and she had never cooked it, so she was curious.
Song Xuemei was distracted. "Okay, I'll teach you, but no one in our second room likes to eat it. I'm afraid no one will eat it after I make it."
"What are you afraid of? You've already dug up the Polygonum multiflorum. Wouldn't it be a waste if you don't do anything with it?" Song Wanyue reminded.
In this way, the Song family was busy until six o'clock and finally had dinner.
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Early in the morning, Song Wanyue was dragged out of bed by her mother.
Song's mother urged, "It's already seven o'clock, hurry up, we want to go to your grandmother's house. If you keep dawdling, when will you be able to leave?"
"Your dad and I bought pork, cakes, and buns. Lazy pig, don't stay in bed anymore."
Song Wanyue rolled over in the bed, "Okay, got it, Mom, I'll get up."
Last night, she fell asleep almost at one o'clock.
There’s no way. Some people set off firecrackers, and the crackling noise is so loud that I can’t sleep.
After tidying herself up, Song Wanyue walked into the kitchen. Father and Mother Song had already finished eating.
Father Song urged, "Come quickly, my daughter. Dad will get you breakfast. After you eat, we will go to your grandmother's house. I bought a bottle of Moutai and plan to have a good drink with your grandfather."
As he spoke, Song's father took out a bowl from the pot, which contained two meat buns.
Song's mother made a cup of malted milk and said, "You must be hungry. Eat quickly."
Song Wanyue thanked him and finished her meal quickly.
Song Wanyue rode a bicycle and followed behind her father.
After Grandpa Song handed over the furniture factory, he moved away and found a place far away from the furniture factory to avoid the limelight.
I found a job collecting scraps. Don’t underestimate this job. In those early years when I was young, I could find some good stuff.
Now Grandpa Song no longer does this job, and it has been given to Uncle Song’s second son.
Song's uncle Lan Xiaochuan married Zhang Xian, and they had two sons and two daughters.
The eldest brother of the Lan family, Lan Wenyan, is married to Yang Yan and has two sons.
The second son, Lan Wentao, went to the countryside for two years. After returning to the city, he married Li Yu and had a son and a daughter.
The third child, Lan Wenlin, has a husband, Lin Sheng, and a son.
The fourth child, Lan Wenyue, is still in high school.
When Song Wanyue and others arrived at the Lan family, the house was very lively.
I heard my aunt questioning: "Yang Yan, you are going too far. I am too good to you, right? You actually want to bring your two brothers' sons to live with you. Do you think my Lan family is being taken advantage of?"
The table was slapped.
Song Wanyue and the other two looked at each other. It might not be a good idea to go in at this time.
Every family has its own problems.
Mother Song cleared her throat and said, "It's okay. Just follow me. My sister-in-law won't vent her anger on you."
The time has come. It’s not like we haven’t seen the same situation in the Lan family before.
With Song's mother walking in front, Song Wanyue and her daughter followed quietly.
Mother Song smiled and said, "Mom and Dad, Chuanzi, Sister Xian, I'm back."
Don't hit someone who smiles at you.
Zhang Xian calmed down and said with a gentle smile, "Sister, you are back. Come and sit down."
Song Wanyue went around the circle and called everyone before sitting next to Grandma Song.
In the original owner's memory, this grandmother was very kind. She could make beautiful clothes, bake cakes, and cut paper figures.
Grandma Song smiled and said, "Wanyue, you must be exhausted from riding your bike all the way here. Let me pour you a glass of water."
The old lady once bound her feet, and now that she is old, she walks even more unsteadily.
Song's mother stood up and said, "Mom, come on, please sit down. I'll do it. You were scolding Yang Yan again. What's going on?"
Poor mother, she still has to be frightened at her age.
Mother Song stared at Uncle Song.
It must be that the younger brother and sister did not take good care of the family.
Uncle Song was stared at by those sharp eyes and shrank back behind Zhang Xian in fear.
His sister has been teaching him a lesson since he was young, and now that he is so old, she still doesn't give him face.
Zhang Xian rolled her eyes at her husband and thought to herself, he is still so useless, there is nothing to be afraid of.
When he was a child, he was afraid of his teacher and his elder sister. When he grew up, he became even more afraid of his mother, who became a teacher.
Lan Xiaochuan was stunned for a moment before he said, "Wife, please explain everything clearly and let me help you think of a solution."
Zhang Xian spoke briefly and to the point.
Before Song's mother could speak, Yang Yan spoke.
"Hey, the old vixen is here again with the little vixen. Are you coming to your mother's house to move things again?"
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