Su Shuoci told the village chief that he would return to Shuanghe Village tomorrow as he had some unfinished business today.
What he wanted to do most now was to go back to Qingcheng Compound to pick up his package, which was a gift from his wife.
Su Shuoci hung up the phone in the village and saw Han Jinghong standing at the door waiting for him.
After asking, I found out that Han Jingshen had finished dealing with things here and returned to the imperial capital overnight.
"Brother Su, are we going back to Shuanghe Village now or to our house for lunch?"
"I have something important to say and need to go back to Qingcheng. Is your car free?"
"If you are free, can I take you there?" Han Jinghong said quickly. Even if he is not free, he can become free.
"There's no need to send it. If you have something to do, go ahead and do it. I'll drive there myself and bring it back to you this afternoon."
"Well, Brother Su, there are two bottles of tea seed oil in the trunk. They're for you."
Su Shuoci knew that Gu Jiaojiao really liked tea seed oil, so he happily accepted it: "Thank your grandfather for me. I will visit him some other day."
"Brother Su, you're welcome," Han Jinghong said embarrassedly. His grandfather had originally planned to give Brother Su 50 kilograms of tea seed oil.
Fifty kilograms were given to his great-grandfather, but his eldest cousin insisted that he could carry it and took away eighty kilograms directly.
So they could only give two pots to Brother Su, a total of twenty kilograms. Fortunately, Brother Su didn't think it was too little and seemed very happy.
Su Shuoci just got home for lunch. His father was teasing his grandson in the living room, while his mother was cooking in the kitchen with Erya.
The couple now pays special attention to maintenance. They set up their stall at six in the morning and must go home for dinner at eleven.
"Ci, you're back? What are you holding in your hands?" Father Su saw his son holding a pot of oil in one hand and a package in the other like a treasure.
"A pot of tea seed oil. I'll take it to Mom in the kitchen." Su Shuoci said as he gently placed the package in his hand on the sofa.
"Well, by the way, tell your mother to make two more dishes." Father Su was also very happy to see his son come back for dinner.
"Hello uncle, what is this?" Little Stone called out obediently, then pointed at the package on the sofa and asked.
"Little Stone, you've been in the city with your grandparents for half a month, and you've become a little braver. Those are the clothes your aunt gave to your uncle, so don't touch them."
Su Shuoci said this in a good mood, then quickly walked into the kitchen with tea seed oil, not caring whether Xiao Shitou understood or not.
"Mom, you're cooking. This is tea seed oil sent by the Han family in Yunhe County. I'm going back to the house to take a shower and will come down to help you later."
"Cizi is back. I have tea seed oil. I'll fry some meatballs for you. I don't need your help here."
Mother Su took the tea seed oil from her son's hand and said happily.
"Hello uncle, I'm helping grandma light the fire." Erya greeted sweetly. She is very good at expressing herself.
"Erya is so cute. Is grandma's house more fun or yours?"
"Grandma's house must be better. We have meat buns to eat every day." Erya smiled and her dimples appeared on her face, and she looked much whiter.
Su Shuoci left the kitchen, picked up his package and went back to his room.
Su's mother started to prepare to make meatballs. She cut the fresh lean meat, bamboo shoots, dried bamboo shoots, etc., and then chopped them into small pieces and mixed them together.
Put them in the bowl until you can no longer tell which is meat and which is vegetables.
Su's mother washed the pot clean and heated it up, then poured in tea oil. The oil squeezed from the seeds of the tea trees on the mountain was particularly fragrant.
Pressing tea oil is very troublesome and requires complicated pressing and filtering. One hundred kilograms of tea tree seeds can only produce more than twenty kilograms of oil.
When the oil in the pot boils, use a spoon to scoop up a meatball of appropriate size and put it into the pot for frying.
After a while, you can see steam rising from the meatballs, the aroma is so fragrant that it makes you salivate.
Erya raised her hand to wipe the saliva from the corner of her mouth and tried her best to restrain herself. She had never seen a meatball in her life, let alone eaten one.
Seeing her like that, Su's mother felt sad but also wanted to laugh. "Er Ya, take it and eat with your brother. And call grandpa to come in and light the fire."
"Okay." Erya clapped her hands, scooped some water to wash them, picked up the bowl on the stove and walked out of the kitchen.
Before she even reached the sofa, she shouted, "Little Stone, try it and see if it tastes good."
"Erya, did you serve this specially for grandpa and your brother?" Father Su teased her with a smile.
"This, my grandma said this is for my little Shitou and me to eat. Grandma asked you to go in and light the fire." Erya conveyed her grandma's meaning embarrassedly.
"Okay, then eat slowly and don't burn yourself." Seeing that the brother and sister were drooling, Su's father stopped teasing them.
"Little Stone, eat quickly." Erya picked up the chopsticks, picked up the meatball and put it to her brother's mouth.
"Well...good, second sister, you can eat too." Little Stone said with a grin.
Seeing that her brother had already eaten one, Erya took another one and ate it herself, smacking her lips and saying with emotion: "This meatball is so delicious, even better than a meat bun."
"Second sister, it would be great if we could live at grandma's house forever. Grandpa and grandma wouldn't be able to scold us."
"Yes, we live here, and Second and Third Aunts can't pinch me anymore, and our mother won't scold us anymore."
The brother and sister were eating meatballs and whispering to each other. Under normal circumstances, Su Shuoci would definitely have heard it.
But today, he didn't have time to listen to their whispers. He was trying on clothes in his room.
He never knew that thermal underwear could be so warm, it warmed his heart.
The shirt is so beautiful, and the long coat fits her perfectly.
The thermal underwear had been washed, and his wife had carefully written a note and put it in the package.
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