Aunt Wang seemed to be hesitant to speak, but she still said, "It is said that Jiang Lin came to the capital to marry into the family..."
Ye Yunshu's expression faded, and Mei Lanyue's old eyes, like a pair of ponds, became much deeper. She spoke slowly, "It seems that city people also have good things to do. They are really idle and spend their days gossiping."
Aunt Wang said sullenly, "...Yeah, I was saying that a spirited young man like Jiang Lin shouldn't marry into the family."
The old lady glanced at Aunt Wang, pulled up her collar, and urged Ye Yunshu: "Let's go, the wind is so strong."
"Okay, Mom." Ye Yunshu supported the old lady, nodded to Aunt Wang, and walked inside.
After walking a few steps, she turned around and didn't see Aunt Wang anymore. Ye Yunshu curled her lips and said, "As expected, there are always people gossiping everywhere. Our brother Lin has lived here for so long, and I don't know if he has ever heard such talk. In-laws..."
"Xiao Yun!" The old lady called Ye Yunshu in a deep voice, "Don't say such estranged words during the New Year, and don't say them when you see your in-laws later."
Ye Yunshu pursed her lips and nodded.
Su Zeming was killing chickens in the yard.
This was Mei Lanyue's second time at Su Yuhe's house, and she actually saw Su Zeming killing a chicken.
This commander is really simple.
Su Zeming noticed them and smiled: "The in-laws are here, come inside and sit down."
Baosheng came out and saw Ye Yunshu and the others. He called out "Grandma" and "Great-grandma" in a soft voice.
When Mei Lanyue saw her great-grandson, her face was as bright as a flower. She no longer needed Ye Yunshu's support. She leaned on her crutches and walked over to him in small steps: "Hey, Baosheng. Don't come out. It's cold outside..."
Inside, Su Yuhe and Tan Lan were busy carrying vegetables.
The old lady took Baosheng to sit in the living room, where they were kept warm by a charcoal brazier.
Ye Yunshu couldn't sit still and went to the kitchen to help.
Tan Lan wanted to say no, but Su Yuhe knew Ye Yunshu's personality and asked her to help knead the dough.
Ye Yunshu sighed and went to work.
The kitchen here is much brighter than in the countryside.
The table was piled high with dishes.
They are all still raw.
Killed fish, beef soaked in blood, and pickled pork elbows.
The soaked wood ear mushrooms and the unfried meat strips coated with flour should be used to fry crispy meat.
And washed vegetables.
Su Yuhe was washing some unknown vegetable in her hands.
Ye Yunshu didn't know how early Tan Lan and the others got up to prepare the meal. They came not too late, and Su Yuhe and the others had already prepared such a large table.
This dish is really rich.
When Jiang Lin and Su Yuhe were still in Dajiang Village, Ye Yunshu had seen such a sumptuous feast before, and today was also Chinese New Year.
Ye Yunshu was not surprised at all.
Apart from anything else, the dough kneaded by Ye Yunshu is really good.
Even Tan Lan sighed: "I have been making dough this good for so many years, but I still can't make it. Your craftsmanship is really amazing."
Being praised, Ye Yunshu smiled and said, "This is my only skill. I can't compare to you in other aspects. You are good at cooking. We eat a lot of stews in my hometown."
Tan Lan: "I also eat a lot of stews here, but I have nothing to do anyway, so I like stir-frying, so I practiced it. Northeastern stews are also famous. I ate it before and I still remember it."
"That's great," Ye Yunshu smiled again. "When you come to Goldfish Alley someday, I'll make you some stew."
After chatting and laughing, Su Zeming brought in the gutted chicken.
Su Yuhe took the chicken and glanced at Su Zeming's hands: "Dad, go warm your hands, they are frozen red."
Su Zeming raised his eyebrows and glanced at Tan Lan: "My daughter still cares about me."
Tan Lan sneered, unable to bear watching it, and turned to ask Su Yuhe how she made the chicken.
Su Zeming washed his hands and went out to warm himself by the fire in the living room.
Baosheng looked at him, called him Grandpa, and then lowered his head to play his own games.
Inside the kitchen, Ye Yunshu couldn't help but say, "Brother Lin is really something. Why hasn't he come back yet? How can you make all the money?"
Su Yuhe smiled: "Brother Lin said he would be back at noon, so it should be soon."
Jiang Lin was really busy, but just as he expected, it gradually became less busy around noon.
After all, it’s the Chinese New Year, and people who come to buy things have to go home to celebrate the New Year.
The whole family is busy all day. Those of them are doing business and can basically close their business by noon.
Xia Yongsheng gave Jiang Lin a big red envelope and said, "Thanks to you for sticking with me until the end today, otherwise I would be too busy to handle it."
Before Jiang Lin could refuse the red envelope, Xia Yongsheng spoke up: "I heard you have a son. This is a New Year's red envelope for your son. You can't refuse it on his behalf..."
Jiang Lin could only accept it: "Thank you, Uncle Xia."
Xia Yongsheng was also about to go home. He waved his hand and asked Jiang Lin and the other brothers to pack up and go home for the reunion dinner.
Jiang Lin said goodbye to Xia Yongsheng and went out to ride his bike home.
There were still a few people left, and one of them couldn't help but ask Xia Yongsheng: "Boss, you're quite nice to Jiang Lin."
Xia Yongsheng glanced at the person who was speaking. This was the child of his eldest brother-in-law, who called him uncle.
He thought about it and gave the kid a few words of advice: "Jiang Lin has been here for a year and has been working diligently and quietly. He has done everything well. He has people behind him, but he has been staying here the whole time. Why do you think that is?"
The man thought for a moment and said, "Because you, uncle, give me a high salary?"
Xia Yongsheng felt a little pain in his teeth as he looked at his nephew: "It's not time for him to leave yet. Jiang Lin is a capable man. Just wait and see. He will definitely leave soon. I am being nice to him. Maybe he will think of me when he gets rich in the future!"
His nephew still couldn't understand why his uncle had made such a fortune by running such a big stall.
Why do you still have to rely on Jiang Lin?
Jiang Lin returned to the compound without stopping, and the whole compound was filled with the aroma of food.
When he arrived at his door, Jiang Lin felt that the smell was even better.
Hearing the sound, the old lady moved her ears: "Is it Brother Lin who is back?"
In a few seconds, Jiang Lin came in and took off his air-conditioned coat at the door before entering.
Baosheng dropped the toy in his hand, called out "Dad", and ran to meet Jiang Lin.
Jiang Lin leaned over, lifted Baosheng's butt with one hand, and picked him up: "This son was not raised in vain!"
When Jiang Lin saw the old lady and Su Zeming, he called out to them one by one, but did not sit down. He carried Baosheng to the kitchen.
Sure enough, Su Yuhe and the others were busy inside.
Su Yuhe was holding a plate of something in one hand, and with the other hand she was using chopsticks to pick up something and putting it in the pot. It looked like she was frying something.
Ye Yunshu turned around and saw that it was Jiang Lin. She said angrily, "Finally you're back. It's Chinese New Year. If you really waited until dinner was served before coming here, would that be rude?"
Jiang Lin smiled and said, "I can't leave. I promise I won't do this next time."
Su Yuhe saw Jiang Lin being talked about and smiled secretly, but was caught by Jiang Lin, so she smiled dotingly with helplessness.
Tan Lan noticed the exchange of glances between the two and sighed, "Why don't you just let Yu He go out? My in-laws and I can just cook the remaining dishes."
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