Mother Yang didn't care and warmly invited Yun Mo to come in and sit down.

Yun Mo smiled and declined, "No, I still have work to do at home. I'll go talk to my cousin and then I'll go back."

"Okay, you sisters can chat, I'll go back to the room and put my things away."

"good."

After Yang's mother entered the house, Yun Mo turned and went to the kitchen.

"Sister, I heard everything just now. That damn old woman was so bullying. She scolded you like that on New Year's Day. If mom knew, I don't know how sad she would be."

Huang Qingning was really angry, his eyes were red.

Huang Qinghe looked at her sister and said, "Don't tell mom about this. You came just in time. Help me add some firewood."

"Fuck, the whole family is eating, why should you do it alone! Sister, stop it, come home with us to eat, they can do whatever they want."

Yun Mo was originally guarding the door to prevent Yang's mother from coming over and hearing anything, but when she heard Huang Qingning instigating Huang Qinghe to go back to her parents' home, she had to go in.

"cousin."

When Huang Qinghe saw Yun Mo, a look of surprise and embarrassment flashed across her face, but she quickly concealed her emotions.

"Momo is here too."

"Well, cousin, let me help you add some firewood. Do you want a high fire or a low fire?"

"A small fire will do."

Yun Mo was not very good at lighting the earthen stove in the countryside, but adding firewood was not difficult for her.

She picked up two thumb-thick wooden sticks and stuffed them into the stove. The sticks were dried out by the sun and soon started to burn.

Yun Mo stood up and looked at the flustered Huang Qinghe, then at the messy stove and the meatballs that did not look very good. She could not help but sigh at the difficulties of being a rural wife.

"Cousin, let me help you."

"No, no, don't get your clothes dirty."

"It's okay. If the clothes are dirty, they will be clean after washing."

Yun Mo picked up the bamboo basket and scooped up the fried tofu fruit. When Huang Qingning saw this, he obediently sat behind the stove and helped to light the fire.

With the help of two people, Huang Qinghe quickly fried the tofu cakes and glutinous rice cakes.

Huang Qinghe took a large bowl, put some fried tofu cakes and glutinous rice cakes in it, and cut two pieces of sausage for Yunmo and Huang Qingning to take back.

"The meatballs are burnt, so I won't give them to you, so that your parents won't laugh at you."

Huang Qingning couldn't help but put a meatball in his mouth, chewing and muttering, "It's a little mushy on the outside, but the inside is still edible."

Huang Qinghe felt much better after hearing her sister's comfort. "Okay, mom's fried meatballs are much more delicious than mine. Eat more when you go home."

On the way back, Yun Mo reminded Huang Qingning again.

"Don't tell your uncle and grandmother about what happened today, so as not to make everyone unhappy during the New Year."

"I understand, cousin."

Huang Qingning said sullenly: "Actually, what can we do if we say it? It's impossible for my parents to go to the Yang family to do anything. My sister is still good. Some daughters-in-law not only have to be scolded, but also have to serve several people in the family.

The old lady surnamed Yang was dissatisfied with my sister for going out to work with her brother-in-law and not being at home to take care of her, so she deliberately found fault with my sister.

She didn't even think about the fact that my sister didn't earn a penny at home, but had to spend money. She followed my brother-in-law out and brought home nearly 200 yuan a year. What was there for her to be dissatisfied with? "

Yun Mo couldn't answer this question.

The problem between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law has been an eternal problem since ancient times. She has never experienced it, but she is also glad that she doesn't have to experience it.

When the two returned home, the cold dishes were already placed on the table in the main hall. In the kitchen, Ling Chuan was wearing an apron and cutting carp into pieces, preparing to make a braised fish.

In the rice cooker on the stove are stewing ham, dried bamboo shoots and old hen. When the soup is ready, take the chicken out and put the fried meatballs into the soup to cook. These are the two dishes.

"It's time to eat!"

At 5:30, with a loud shout, the Huang family members came out from every room.

Five cold dishes, six hot dishes, three snacks, plus a bottle of Wuliangye, and a large bottle of orange soda.

"Boss, why are you crying on New Year's Day?"

"I'm not crying..." Huang Jianjun answered, wiping his eyes. "I'm just too happy. I've never had such a good New Year's Eve dinner in my life. I couldn't even dream of it. Ah, am I dreaming?"

Huang Kailin reached out and hit him on the head with a chestnut.

Huang Jianjun covered his head in pain, "Dad, why did you hit me!?"

"Does it hurt?"

"Of course it hurts."

How about I hit you and give it a try? Of course, Huang Jianjun only dared to complain about this in his heart and didn't dare to say it out loud.

Huang Kailin smiled, "It's okay to be painful. Dreaming doesn't hurt."

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Huang Zhiqiu looked at the father and son with a helpless look, "Okay, sit down and eat, the food will get cold soon."

The elders sit at the top, the younger ones sit at the bottom, and everyone finds their own seat.

After sitting down, Yun Mo signaled Ling Chuan to open the Five Liquid Grain.

Yang Xinghua felt sorry for the price of the wine, "Let's not open the wine, they don't like to drink..."

Huang Zhiqiu smiled and said, "Drink some. Momo and Xiaoling brought it all the way from Jiang City, so you have to taste it."

"Aunt is right. Although I can't drink much, I can still drink a small cup."

"I want to drink too."

As soon as Huang Qingning finished speaking, Liu Zhi glared at him, "What are you doing here, kid? Drink your soda."

Huang Qingning pouted in dissatisfaction, "I want to taste it too."

Finally, it was Huang Kailin who spoke up, "Xiao Yu, go get a few more wine glasses, pour a little for everyone, and let everyone have a taste."

"Okay!"

As soon as the bottle cap was opened, the whole room was filled with the rich aroma of wine before the wine was poured.

"It smells so good, no wonder this wine is so expensive. Just smelling it makes me feel drunk."

Huang Qingning said with a blushing face, looking like she was really drunk, but in fact it was because she was too excited.

Ling Chuan stood up and poured wine into everyone's glasses one by one.

The wine glass is made of bamboo that is slightly thicker than the thumb, and each glass is only enough for one mouthful.

After a round of wine was poured and Ling Chuan returned to his seat, Huang Kailin rubbed his hands a little awkwardly, "Our family has never been so particular as today. Momo, do you want to drink first or eat first?"

Yun Mo picked up a chicken leg and put it in Huang Kailin's bowl, "Grandpa, eat the food first and then drink the wine, otherwise you will be drunk before you even finish your meal."

"Okay, let's eat the food first. Eat, everyone."

"The fish cooked by my cousin's husband is so delicious, not fishy at all!"

"My cousin's braised goose is also very flavorful, fragrant and chewy!"

"The bacon that grandma pickles is really delicious, better than any other meat I've ever eaten. Grandma, please teach me someday."

Yang Xinghua was so amused by Yun Mo's words that she couldn't close her mouth. "What's so good about this? When you go back, I'll get you some more. You can take it back and eat as much as you want."

Yun Mo waved her hand and said, "Grandma, it is better to teach a man to fish than to give him a fish."

"This is cured pork, not fish."

Yun Mo gestured to Huang Qingning, "Qingning, explain the meaning of this sentence to grandma."

Huang Qingning immediately made an OK gesture.

Fourth update~ 　　 　 (End of this chapter)