Chapter 302 Inviting the father and daughter to move to the courtyard



Yun Mo briefly explained that Chunhua liked to tell stories, "It's less than two months before the Chinese New Year, why don't you and Chunhua go live in the courtyard for a while? I can teach Chunhua to read when I'm free.

"Let's wait until next spring to discuss how to renovate this old house. When the house is renovated, we can buy some furniture. What do you think, brother?"

Ling Jiang said hurriedly: "I definitely have no objection, but I'm afraid it will disturb you and Chuanzi."

"Don't bother me. It just so happens that you have to help Lingchuan with his work for the next two months, so it's convenient for us to live together. It's so cold this year, and it's easy to get sick if you live in such a humid place for a long time."

Under Yun Mo's persuasion, Ling Jiang agreed to move to the Siheyuan temporarily.

After packing up their things, they went to the kindergarten to pick up Ling Chunhua, and the four of them took a taxi back to the courtyard.

After arriving home, Yun Mo asked Ling Jiang to ride his bike to call the Deng family to come for dinner, while she and Ling Chuan hurried to the vegetable market to buy vegetables.

Fearing that there wouldn't be enough food for so many people, Yun Mo directly bought a whole lamb front leg, which weighed ten pounds including meat and bones. She then bought five or six handfuls of raw beef and other vegetables.

When it's cold, the meat is already cold and hard, so there's no need to buy ice cubes to freeze it. You can just slice it into thin slices with a knife.

It would be impossible for Ling Chuan to prepare dishes for so many people by himself. Yun Mo found a small knife and prepared to peel the radish first.

As a result, I couldn't help but grit my teeth as soon as I picked up a white radish. The radishes in winter are hard and icy, and holding them in my hands feels like freezing a big popsicle.

She was just hesitating whether to find a pair of gloves to put on when Ling Chuan took the radish from her hand and said, "Wife, I'll take care of the kitchen. You can take Chunhua to the house to learn how to read."

Yun Mo looked at the three bags full of meat and vegetables on the ground. "With so much, can you handle it?"

"Brother and Zhou Xiaowei will be back soon and can help."

"Oh well."

Yun Mo stood up and prepared to go out, but as soon as she stood up, she was hugged by the other party.

"Thank you, wife."

Yun Mo was a little confused. He, who worked, thanked her, who did not work? But she soon heard the man's next words, "Thank you for your plan for Big Brother and Chunhua. Wife, marrying you is a blessing that I have cultivated for eight lifetimes."

"Just don't blame me for taking the initiative to break up Big Brother's marriage."

"I know you are doing this for my and my brother's good."

With the man's words, all her efforts in secret were worthwhile.

"Aunt, Dad said that he and I will live here until after the Chinese New Year. Is that true?"

Yun Mo pinched the other person's face, which had become much whiter and softer, and asked, "Do you want to live in your aunt's house?"

Ling Chunhua nodded hurriedly, "Yes!"

"If you want me to stay, you can stay as long as you want."

Ling Chunhua's big round eyes were filled with joy and excitement, but soon the excitement on her face was replaced by worry.

"So if I live here, does that mean I can't go to kindergarten?"

She didn't go to kindergarten the first few times she lived here, so in Ling Chunhua's mind, living here was equivalent to not going to kindergarten.

Yun Mo teased her deliberately, "Yes, if you live with your aunt, you can't go to kindergarten. Will you still live here?"

Ling Chunhua pressed her thin pink lips into a line in embarrassment, her face wrinkled into a small bun, and she didn't speak for a long time.

Yun Mo was not in a hurry and waited patiently for the other party to make a choice.

After a long while, Ling Chunhua suddenly spoke up, "Aunt, can I go to kindergarten by myself?"

This answer surprised Yun Mowei and made her very happy.

She only gave two options, A and B, but Ling Chunhua thought of C on her own, which just shows her intelligence.

"It's a long way from here to the kindergarten. Do you know the way?"

Ling Chunhua shook her head, "But I can learn. I have already memorized how to get from home to where my father sells things."

Yun Mo touched the other's furry little head and said, "Chunhua, you are still young now. We are worried about you going out alone. When you are older and in the second grade of elementary school, you can go to school alone."

"knew."

Ling Chunhua raised her head from where it had been hanging down, "Really?"

"Um."

"Wow!" Ling Chunhua jumped and clapped her hands with joy, and then hugged Yun Mo's legs and refused to let go. Her round eyes were full of joy and admiration, "Aunt, I like living here. I like you, and I like my uncle, as well as Dabai and Erbai, Daguai and Erguai..."

Looking at the smile on her niece's face that was brighter than flowers, Yun Mo's slight sense of guilt and uneasiness in her heart dissipated a lot.

In designing Li Li's divorce, the only person she felt guilty about was Ling Chunhua.

She was worried that Ling Jiang and Li Li's divorce would have a negative impact on Ling Chunhua, which was one of the reasons why she asked Ling Jiang to move in with Ling Chunhua.

As it got dark, Ling Jiang, Zhou Xiaowei and others returned, and the courtyard became lively.

Yun Mo didn't want to stay in the room all the time, so after teaching Ling Chunhua the words she needed to write today, she opened the door and went out.

There was a half-person-high used gasoline barrel in the yard, and Ling Jiang was using a knife to cut the iron cover on the barrel.

"Brother, where's the bucket?"

Ling Jiang replied with a smile: "I picked it up on the way to Uncle Zhi's house. I guess someone accidentally dropped it and I just happened to see it."

Although old gasoline barrels are of little use, they are made of iron sheets and can be sold for about one dollar at a scrap yard.

The lid of the gasoline barrel was quickly cut open. Perhaps it had been abandoned for a long time, and there was nothing inside, only a thick layer of rust.

Ling Jiang did a simple cleanup, then got some dry firewood, lit it, and threw it into the bucket.

As the flames rose, an open-air oven was created.

The firelight illuminated the smiling faces and dispelled the cold.

There are four people in the Deng family, and four people on Yun Mo's side, plus Zhou Xiaowei, a total of nine people. The stone table is too small and there is no room for them to sit.

Yun Mo turned around and went out and knocked on the door of Uncle Luo's house next door.

The door took a while to open, and it was Uncle Luo who opened it himself.

Yun Mo was a little surprised and asked casually, "Uncle Luo, are you alone at home?"

"Yes, Xiao Gao's grandson is sick and she is taking care of him at home. Miss Momo, are you here to borrow the phone?"

Yun Mo waved her hand quickly, "No, I want to borrow your big round table for a while, is that convenient?"

"It's convenient. There's nothing inconvenient about it. But you have to move it yourself. The table is very heavy. I am too old to move it."

"Okay, I'll go over and call someone."

Yun Mo turned around and was about to go home to call someone, but suddenly she thought of something, "Uncle Luo, have you had dinner?"

"Not yet. Xiao Gao made some dumplings for me and froze them in the refrigerator. I'll cook them later."

Hearing that Uncle Luo hadn't eaten yet, Yun Mo immediately said, "Uncle Luo, why don't you come to my house for dinner? We can have shabu-shabu mutton."

Uncle Luo loves mutton the most. He smiled so hard when he heard this that he couldn't stop. "That's great."

Including Uncle Luo, there were ten people in total, and the large round table was just full.

The flame in the iron barrel occasionally burst into crackling sparks, the soup in the copper pot kept bubbling, and plates of meat slices were put into the pot, and in a moment they began to rise and fall on the surface of the pot.

"It's cooked, let's eat."

"Eat, eat, eat. It will be gone if you're too late!"

Amidst laughter and joy, everyone picked up their chopsticks.

Third update~   Good night      (end of this chapter)


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