"Mr. Ga, you have dinner, so I won't delay you. I'll come see you next time."

Xiao Hei said goodbye, but his penis was still glued to the stool with no intention of moving.

Old Yangtou is a human spirit, how can he not see what his grandson is thinking?

"Why are you leaving? It's rare to come over to see Grandpa. Anyway, it's time to have dinner with Grandpa before leaving."

"Gong Ga, this, this is not good, I'm afraid of my third uncle and my third aunt..."

Old Yang's face turned down, "You're fine, and you haven't done anything harmful. What are you afraid of them doing?"

"Besides, your third uncle and third aunt are not stingy people. They don't have a pair of chopsticks for you, so don't think too much about it."

Although Old Yangtou has not treated his sons well in recent years, the above comment about Yang Huazhong and his wife is very pertinent.

Old Yangtou thought for a moment and then told Yu Xingkui, "Xingkui, take thirty coins from my purse and go to the backyard to find Mrs. Sun. Just tell me what I said. I will leave my eldest grandson here to eat."

For dinner, ask her to add food for the children, and I’ll pay for it!”

Yu Xingkui glanced at Xiao Hei, who was secretly snickering over there. He felt disdainful in his heart, but did not show it at all on his face. He said hello, took the money and left the house.

When taking the money, Yu Xingkui paid special attention and noticed that Xiao Hei kept peeking at him, so he turned his back to prevent him from looking.

After taking the money, he pretended to open the cabinet and put something in the cabinet, but the real money bag had been secretly hidden in his sleeve...

When Yu Xingkui went to say hello to Mrs. Sun, Xiao Hei continued to accompany Lao Yang to do household chores, absentmindedly glancing at the cabinet from time to time.

In the backyard kitchen, in the dog days of summer, Mrs. Sun was putting pots on and off the pots. She was so busy that she was sweating profusely amid the smoke.

In the pot, sauerkraut vermicelli and large meat bones are simmering. On the bamboo basket on the pot stand are washed vegetables, the chicken feathers are still dripping with water, the cucumbers have their stems cut off, and the eggplants have been cut into flower knives.

In the kitchen cupboard, there is also a bowl of fried small river shrimps. The river shrimps are air-dried. They were caught before the flood broke the embankment. After drying, most of the baskets were put in them and hung under the beams of the kitchen. They usually have to eat them.

To eat, just grab two handfuls and fry them in a pan, then mix them with dried diced chive sauce and eat them.

Yu Xingkui entered the kitchen, told him his purpose, and then took out thirty coins from his pocket.

When Mrs. Sun saw the money, she couldn't laugh or cry.

"Dad, you are too outspoken. This is not in a restaurant. Brother Xingkui, please take the money back and I will add more food." Sun said with a smile.

Yu Xingkui glanced at the kitchen again and sighed, "I shouldn't say these things to an outsider, but that guy Xiaohei...he just came here to get some food."

"And this one, I secretly carried it with me, just because I was afraid that he would have other ideas. I wish I had thought too much about it before."

Yu Xingkui took out his money bag and shook it with Mrs. Sun.

Mrs. Sun was stunned for a moment, then her expression changed, and she said with a wry smile: "Forget it, it's just a meal. As long as the old man is happy, that's better than anything else."

Yu Xingkui nodded and put the money bag away again.

"Okay, then you get busy first. I'm going back to the front yard. By the way, when will the third child come back?" Yu Xingkui asked again.

Sun shook her head and said, "I said I won't come back for dinner and will go to Zhengjia Village to discuss things."

"Oh, that's it. He was really tired these days and didn't take a break." Yu Xingkui said again.

Speaking of this, Sun's eyes were full of heartache for Yang Huazhong, "What can we do? Who can let him be upright? Besides, everyone is also suffering from the disaster. He should run errands for everyone and share the burden."

…

After Yu Xingkui returned to the front yard, Mrs. Sun opened the lid of the pot and used a spatula to push the big meaty bones of pickled cabbage and vermicelli in the pot, and then thought about what to add to Xiao Hei's dish.

It was definitely too late to kill the chicken at this moment. Suddenly, Mrs. Sun remembered that the well was still freezing the beef tendon meat that Xiaoduo and Shengnan brought when they came back two days ago.

She braised the beef shank that day, and after it was cooked, it weighed four kilograms. She ate two kilograms sporadically in the past two days, and still had two kilograms left.

Mrs. Sun went to the well and pulled up the basket, took out the remaining two kilograms of beef tendons, thought about it, and put half of it back. Qing'er liked to eat this.

When she stood up, she squatted down again and took out what she had just put back.

Forget it, just two pounds is two pounds. That kid Xiaohei is growing and has a big appetite.

If one kilogram is not enough to eat, the old man will be unhappy. This is the grandson coming back to see Grandpa. Whatever he eats or drinks is in Grandpa's honor, and Mrs. Sun doesn't want to offend Lao Yang's face.

What's more, they won't be the only ones having dinner later, there will also be brothers Xingkui, the fourth brother, the fourth brother and sister, and by the way, Qing'er will be called over later, so we can all eat together.

Since he planned to eat it for so many people, Sun simply shaved a few more potatoes and stewed them with the beef.

The Luo family, Mrs. Liu and Yang Ruoqing happily told Yang Ruoqing about the quarrel at that time.

Yang Ruoqing held a piece of watermelon in her hand and ate it in small bites. When she heard what Liu said, she could imagine Aunt Mei'er's embarrassment and shame at that time.

I guessed it right. The chicken was gone, so I shamelessly came back to ask for another one.

But in the past, when I went to help move things, I would do anything to show off my face. Did I really treat others as clay Buddhas?

But even the Clay Bodhisattva has three points of fire energy.

"Qing'er, I feel like I have made a comeback today, I don't know how happy it is!" Ms. Liu continued, holding a watermelon in her hand and started to chew it.

She gnawed the watermelon much more roughly than Yang Ruoqing, just like Zhu Bajie scurrying into someone else's watermelon patch, gnawing until her cheeks and chin were covered with naan and juice.

There was even a watermelon seed stuck to the corner of her mouth, which moved as she spoke, like a matchmaker on the stage, which was a bit funny.

"This turnaround has been a good one. I will eat a few more bowls of rice when I go home tonight!" Ms. Liu went on to say.

When it comes to eating, it really comes down to eating.

Wang Cuilian also came to the bedroom, wearing an apron around her waist.

"Her fourth aunt, Qing'er, I'm here to tell you that your mother asked me to call you two over the wall and ask you to come over for dinner."

Mr. Liu nodded repeatedly.

Yang Ruoqing was stunned for a moment, "I didn't tell my mother to come over for dinner today."

Under normal circumstances, if Yang Ruoqing wanted to go to her mother's house for dinner, she would say hello in advance so that Mrs. Sun could get rice to cook.

Wang Cuilian said: "Your mother said that Xiao Hei is here and asked you all to come over for dinner."

"What? Who's here to help? Xiao Hei?"

Ms. Liu was shocked and angry. She jumped up from her stool and almost dropped the watermelon in her hand to the ground.

"I guarded against the big ones but missed the small ones. I'm asking for trouble and they just come to my door! It's terrible, this is too disrespectful of me. I'm going to see how many of them are here.
Chapter completed!