Even after downing a bottle of baijiu, he remained perfectly sober and didn't lose his composure or ramble like the others.
From the conversation, one could sense that this young man was indeed not what Lao Si had imagined.
Jiang Tiecheng helped each of the drunkards back to their own dugouts.
Slightly tipsy, he braved the cold wind and returned home.
Amidst the continuous sound of firecrackers, they welcomed the first New Year at the educated youth settlement.
At this time, the Jiang family...
Several children sat at the table, and there were clearly sounds of firecrackers outside, but the house was cold and quiet.
Jiang Tongcheng looked at the cornbread and pickled vegetable shreds in front of him.
He couldn't help but say angrily,
"Mom, today is Lunar New Year's Eve."
Why are you still eating cornbread and pickled vegetables?
When my older brother was alive, he would at least make us dumplings on New Year's Eve, even if they were vegetarian dumplings.
"This is really bad; they're eating cornbread every day."
Jiang Yinping also put her chopsticks on the table with dissatisfaction.
"Mom, can't you cut off some meat? We can at least have some dumplings. It's Chinese New Year after all."
You're so stingy! Look at my second brother, he's always eating and drinking well outside, what kind of life do we have?
You can't go too far.
Jiang Yuping also said, feeling wronged,
"Mom, Fourth Brother and Fifth Brother are right, we are also your biological children."
How can you only favor the second son and ignore all of us!
The second son earns a salary every day and then enjoys a life of luxury outside.
A few days ago I ran into him buying peach shortbread at the convenience store, but he ate it all by himself in his room, not sharing a single bite with anyone.
We all ate cornbread for every meal.
Is this acceptable?
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