Jiang Yue heard the sound of Zhaocai. There were still few people in the yard and the gate was usually closed. He was responsible for guarding the gate.
"Wealth, here we come."
Zhaocai quickly opened the door and came out to greet them with a smile, "My wife, my husband, you are back!"
"Well, let Aunt Yuan and Ping'an prepare a meal."
"Okay!"
At this time, Ping'an heard the noise and came out to help.
Everyone was stunned. They didn't expect that the Jiang family had such a big manor and servants to serve them!
Seeing Jiang Yue's majestic side, they instantly turned into quails, doing whatever they were told and not daring to say anything.
In comparison, Fan Bai and Fan Mo were much more accustomed to it and were already in awe of her.
Fan Jin, with his childish temperament, wandered around aimlessly. Jiang Yue told Zhaocai to ignore him and just let him play. Originally, they had agreed to bring them here just to introduce themselves to the family.
Yuan Zhuangtou received the news and rushed back from the field. He was busy with the house construction with those people. The wood, mud bricks and tiles were all ready, and the place where the house was to be built had also been cleared.
Jiang Yue pointed at the five people and said to Yuan Zhuangtou, "These are the people I hired. From today on, they will help you build the house first, and then we can open up the wasteland later."
Yuan Zhuangtou smiled and quickly agreed.
The boss's gift of help was truly timely. With just these few people, they were so busy they couldn't even handle it.
It will be hot summer soon, so if we don’t seize the time, we will have a hard time.
Jiang Yue had left them a bag of rice, a bag of flour, and a bag of beans. Now, half of the rice and flour were gone, and the beans were almost gone. It was clear that Aunt Yuan was still frugal.
She filled it up again, leaving plenty of radish, cabbage, and dried fish for easy storage. She saw a jar of pickled cabbage in the corner, probably made by Aunt Yuan.
She lifted the lid and was greeted by a sour smell.
Jiang Nian frowned and covered his nose. The smell was too strong!
Aunt Yuan took a pair of clean chopsticks and picked up a pickled melon.
Jiang Yue smelled the scent and started to drool.
"Aunt Yuan, let me take this jar of pickled cabbage. You can pickle more."
Seeing that her wife liked it, Aunt Yuan naturally responded, "Okay, if you like it, I'll pickle more!"
They drank more porridge, so they made a lot of pickled vegetables to eat with it. My wife gave me a lot of salt, so we could make pickles later, which would be more delicious.
At the dinner table, Jiang Yue really started eating the plate of pickled melon.
Jiang Nian gritted his teeth and took a piece, but his teeth felt soft.
The two hosts naturally ate at separate tables. When Aunt Yuan came to clear the table, she saw the plate of pickled cabbage that had been eaten up, and thought of her wife's expression, she felt like she wanted to say something but stopped herself.
She didn't know if there were any elders in the host family, but it was always the two of them. If there really was no elder to remind her, what if...
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