Su Yun'er was exhausted after a long day. She leaned to the side, thinking she would rest for a while and wait for the children to come back before eating.
She turned her head and saw Old Mrs. Chen leaning against the quilt, looking at her thoughtfully.
Su Yun'er asked in confusion, "Mother, why are you looking at me like that?"
Grandma Chen asked, "You've changed since you fell and hurt your head."
Old Mrs. Chen was still a little weak, and shook her head: "You did the right thing. It's only right to pay back debts. Sister Song helped us a lot in the past, and I always told you to remember this kindness, but you never listened before. I thought you didn't take it to heart..."
"Sigh, I was so confused before." Su Yun'er calculated the time and then said, "Xiao Shu and the others will be back soon with the delivery. The food is getting cold. I'll go reheat it."
Meanwhile, Little Tree and Little Grass, carrying the food given to them by Su Yun'er, ran all the way to Aunt Song's house.
Before even entering the house, I saw Aunt Song standing on a ladder hanging things on the eaves.
Little Tree quickly called out, "Grandma Song!"
Aunt Song looked in the direction of the sound and saw that Xiaoshu and his sister had returned. She asked in confusion, "Xiaoshu, why are you here again?"
Although she was old, she was still agile and quickly descended the ladder. The two children had already rushed to her side.
"Grandma Song!" Xiao Shu looked up with a smile and shoved the bowl he was holding into Grandma Song's arms.
"It smells so good."
The eldest daughter-in-law, Li Lan, smelled the aroma in the kitchen and, along with her daughter-in-law, Zhu Xiufang, put down their work and came out to see.
Even Li Lan's son was pressed against the window, inhaling deeply the fragrance in the air.
"Grandma, it smells like meat!"
Aunt Song naturally smelled the aroma of meat as well.
She was startled: "Little Tree, where did you get this meat?"
She looked at the bowl of chicken in her hand; it was white and steaming, with golden oil floating in the soup—it looked and smelled delicious.
Looking at the chicken in Xiaocao's hand, it looked like chicken, but it was cooked in a rich, dark sauce and had a spicy aroma.
Nowadays, every household in Daliushu Village is struggling financially. Let alone meat, even a little bit of fat is hard to come by. So these two bowls of chicken are a rare treat in Daliushu Village.
Before Aunt Song and her family could finish their surprise, Xiao Shu took the cloth bag hanging around her neck off, and it looked heavy.
"Grandma Song, there are still these."
"Little tree, little grass, where did you come from? Did you steal your mother?"
"Grandma Song, this was sent by my mother to my brother and me." Xiaocao smiled and stuck out her tongue.
The Song family sisters-in-law—Li Lan and Zhu Xiufang—exchanged a glance: "Has the sun risen in the west? Has Su Yun'er damaged her brain?"
Upon hearing this, Aunt Song pursed her lips, recalling the time when Su Yun'er had just married into the Chen family.
At that time, Su Yun'er was very young. She felt sorry for her family's poverty and often helped them whenever she could. She provided them with food, drink, clothing, and other necessities to the best of her ability. Not to mention, she even had her two sons fetch water and chop firewood for her.
After the little trees and grasses were born, they would sometimes come to our house to play. We would give them a piece of mixed flour pancake or an egg without hesitation.
However, Su Yun'er was too obedient to her mother, often borrowing things from the Song family and not returning them, and pretending to have amnesia after borrowing money.
Even though she helped others without expecting anything in return, over time, Aunt Song still grew disillusioned with Su Yun'er and stopped paying attention to her altogether.
But what's with the wind blowing today? Why did Su Yun'er send over all this food?
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