Leng Qingzhu was afraid that his father would suspect him, so he pretended to arrange the towel, but actually listened to his parents' conversation with his ears pricked up.

"What's the matter?" Chen Baishuang thought he was in the way, so he peeled the person open and poured the stewed vegetables into the pot.

"Since Ying Shao and the eldest brother came to our house, this chicken has just opened, and this pork lard has also been counted, you say, does this mean that Ying Shao's eight characters are good, and our family is prosperous?"

Leng Qingzhu's heart turned over the river, his father was really well-intentioned.

Leng Hongyi opened the door and let his daughter out. watched the people leave the courtyard gate before turning back.

"Eight characters?" Chen Baishuang sneered in a low voice: "You believe this, what age is this, haven't your village cadres been preaching the elimination of feudal superstition?" ”

"After all, the things left by the ancestors can't be said to be unreasonable, right?" He struggled to himself.

"Then it's not good to say that the husband and wife are six years old!" Chen Baishuang smiled: "Do you believe it? ”

Leng Hongyi hurriedly covered her mouth: "Be quiet, don't let my mother listen?" ”

The old lady is worried that she can't find an excuse, and if she hears it, it will be another tug-of-war.

Chen Baishuang put the wooden pot and fork in the pot, put the meat and pig blood in the pot, covered the pot, and called the two daughters-in-law to come out to help cook.

This meal was only eaten by his own family, and a few tables were placed, but Yu Shuyun and Gao Wenxiu didn't come, so they were dragged over by Leng Qingzhu.

Fu Zhenguo was full of praise for the oil zilla, and Fu Yingshao also felt that Leng Qingzhu was indeed right, this oil residue was very delicious.

But he was thirsty, and since he entered the house, he had drunk three glasses of water, but not only did it not relieve, but there was still a heat flowing in his body.

His eyes fell on Leng Qingzhu's body again unconsciously, watching her white fingers pinching the chopsticks, her cheeks puffing out and chewing things, Fu Yingshao took a bite of sauerkraut, and fiercely suppressed the unreliable associations in her heart.

After eating, the Chen family, the Qiao family, and the Han family are going back.

Chen Baishuang discussed with her husband and mother-in-law that none of these families killed pigs, and gave each family one pork leg.

In previous years, it was like this, four pork legs and one from Tian Juying's family, and this year it was just saved.

Mrs. Leng asked her to give some to a few families, but Chen Baishuang didn't agree, she had a plan for youzila.

"It's not like they haven't eaten, it's nothing unusual."

"Are you going to give it to Xiao Fu and them?" Mrs. Leng guessed. For those who have never eaten it, there are only the Fu family father and son.

"Well, mother, do you say okay?"

"What's not to do, it's just an oily thing, we look at it and think it's very good, compared to what people give us, it's nothing."

"It's just a matter of eating a heart." Chen Baishuang said: "Besides, it's not just about this. By the way, mother, Ying Shao's back hurts, I estimate that it is windy, and you will cupping him when you turn around. ”

"Hmm-" Mrs. Leng deserves to be so-so, but she is thinking about how many eggs she can save in her heart: "You are like this, give them back some of the things they brought from the two of them." ”

"yes, I know."

The cotton jacket and cotton pants still have to be made quickly, and the pair of cotton shoes worn by Fu Yingshao, the back hurts, needless to say that it must be cold, how can the foreign leather shoes be light and warm with the big cotton shoes made at home.

Fu Yingshao was going to drive to the old shepherd and Mrs. Chen, but the old shepherd refused, this time the old shepherd didn't have a straight face, and said: "I know your filial piety, but I can't get used to the old bones of that car, so I still drive this carriage comfortably and brightly, not like yours, which traps people inside......"

The old shepherd also thought clearly, he was going to be too embarrassed by this kid, afraid that Qingzhu would also be embarrassed by their family, and he didn't even have anyone to help him speak.

As soon as he turned around, he saw Fu Yingshao stretching out his hand to hook Leng Qingzhu's fingers, and his eyes suddenly widened.