After packing up the things in the main room, Yang Huamei hurried to the kitchen to make fermented glutinous rice dumplings and poached eggs for her grandson Zhuangzhuang.

Boil water in a pot and put a spoonful of lard in the water.

"Hey, Qiaohong, this person has really never experienced hardship since he was a child. He just made a big bowl of lard a few days ago, and now there is only a little bit left."

At first, I thought she was a master in cooking and doing housework well, so I thought she was a person who knew how to live a good life.

Now it seems, no!

"It's just like this if you've never experienced hardship. You're a waste of money. No wonder the roasted cabbage and radishes taste so good these days. It turns out that you put in the lard so hard!"

Yang Huamei complained in her heart while making poached eggs.

She placed a piece of pork in the pot of boiling water and let the oil slowly melt. She turned around and took out a small bag from the kitchen cupboard. She scooped half a bowl of glutinous rice into a large open bowl and scooped some from the pot.

Add a little boiling water to the glutinous rice, then knead the glutinous rice flour into glutinous rice balls the size of peanuts and put them in the pot.

Then, the fermented wine, sugar, etc. were all put into it.

Finally, crack in two more eggs, cover the pot, go to the mouth of the stove, and stuff firewood into the stove.

Guessing that it was almost time, she stood up and opened the lid of the pot, feeling a rush of hot air blowing into her face.

The fragrance of wine lingers in the small kitchen.

Two bowls were prepared on the pot table. Yang Huamei put the poached eggs and rice dumplings in one bowl, and the remaining rice dumplings in the pot were put into another bowl.

The one with poached eggs is Zhuangzhuang, and the one without poached eggs is naturally her own.

She returned to the west room with the food and found that Zhuang Zhuang had climbed out of the quilt again, wearing his sleeping clothes and playing somersaults on the quilt, turning from the head of the bed to the end of the bed, and from the end of the bed to the head of the bed.

"Oh, my son, my treasure, I haven't even put on my clothes yet, be careful you may catch a cold!"

Yang Huamei was so nervous that she quickly put the two bowls in her hands on the table, stretched out her arms and ran towards the bed.

Yang Huamei came over to hug Zhuang Zhuang, and found that her eldest grandson's hands and feet were warm, and his forehead was still covered with hot sweat. It seemed that not only was he not cold, but he was also covered in hot sweat!

"Come on, Bao is getting dressed for breakfast."

Yang Huamei lifted Zhuang Zhuang onto her lap and quickly put on Zhuang Zhuang's clothes and shoes.

As soon as he put on his shoes, Zhuangzhuang couldn't wait to get off the ground. He staggered towards the table alone, then climbed up along the stool, reached the table with his little hands, and tried his best to lean forward and stretch his arms.

Go grab the bowl on the table.

"Oh my dear, don't burn it. Grandma will feed you!"

Yang Huamei also quickly followed over and started feeding Zhuang Zhuang.

After Zhuang Zhuang was fed and the child sat there burping, Yang Huamei got up, went to the washstand in the main room, twisted a piece of handkerchief over and wiped Zhuang Zhuang's face haphazardly.

After wiping my face, I wiped my chin, neck, and small palms.

After all this was done, she picked up her bowl and drank, while her eyes were still watching every move of her eldest grandson Zhuang Zhuang.

Seeing that he seemed to be trying to reinstall the basket of sewing scissors, Yang Huamei quickly stopped him.

Seeing him playing with toys and jumping around in the house, Yang Huamei's eyes were full of smiles.

My baby is so smart and good!

After eating and drinking, Yang Huamei let Zhuang Zhuang play in the house while she went to the kitchen to clean up the dishes.

When she came out, she glanced in the direction of the courtyard door several times.

Then, he entered the kitchen with a frown.

After washing the pots and dishes, she came out of the kitchen and went to the main room, and glanced at the courtyard door several times.

This time, her brows furrowed even deeper than before!

It is no longer early in the morning, it is already three o'clock in the morning, and probably 99% of the people in the village should be awake and getting up.

However, she still didn't wait for the person she wanted to wait for!

If he had meant it, he would have come over long ago to explain.

No, if you were serious, someone should have come over yesterday afternoon or evening to explain.

If it was unintentional, I would probably never wait for someone to come over and explain.

Therefore, Yang Huamei plans to take the initiative!

However, it is definitely inconvenient to bring a child, so Yang Huamei shouted towards the backyard: "What, father-in-law, come here and help me take care of Zhuangzhuang, I will go to my parents' house!"

Wang Hongquan was having breakfast. When he heard Yang Huamei's order, Wang Hongquan responded and came over with his rice bowl.

"Okay, okay, I'm here. Just go and do whatever you need to do!" Wang Hongquan said, grabbing a mouthful of food and walking into the house.

When passing by Yang Huamei, Yang Huamei glanced at the food in the old man's bowl.

Stir-fried leftover rice with pickled vegetables and mustard greens, more than half a bowl, and a chopstick of soybeans.

Yang Huamei just glanced at it and felt that her throat was dry.

Fried rice with mustard seeds is originally a very delicious delicacy, but it is not fried like this. The way it is fried makes people lose their appetite at all.

Only when fried with lard is it lubricated and delicious.

lard?

When lard was mentioned, Yang Huamei felt very bad. She thought of Xu Qiao's braised dishes and the bowl of lard in the dish cupboard that was about to bottom out!

"Zhuangzhuang is in the west room. You go in and accompany him. I'll be back when I'm done!"

Yang Huamei patted a few pine hairs on her trouser legs, ordered Wang Hongquan with a straight face, then turned around and quickly walked out of the yard.

Wang Hongquan entered the house and went straight to his great-grandson Zhuangzhuang.

Zhuangzhuang was standing by the bed playing with toys. When he saw his great-grandfather come in, the little guy pecked his little mouth and said "Oh!" to Wang Hongquan. This was to say hello to Wang Hongquan!

Wang Hongquan smiled and narrowed his eyes, "Okay, okay! What a good boy!"

Zhuang Zhuang then saw the rice bowl in Wang Hongquan's hand. He immediately dropped the toys in his hand and went to Wang Hongquan's side. He hugged Wang Hongquan's legs with both hands and raised his head to look at the rice bowl in Wang Hongquan's hand.

The little mouth opens and closes like a hungry little fish.

"Want to eat? Well, great grandpa will feed you."

Wang Hongquan leaned down and fed Zhuang Zhuang a small mouthful. He did not dare to feed more for fear of choking.

If such a young child were to choke, not to mention that he would be worried as a great-grandfather, Mei'er would probably have to fight like this!

Therefore, even after Zhuangzhuang took a bite of the mustard fried rice, he licked his lips, stood on tiptoe, and wanted to take a second bite...

Wang Hong didn't dare to let him eat more.

Still just feeding in small mouthfuls.

"Little one, why are you eating so happily? Didn't your grandma give you breakfast?"

"Come on, come on, eat slowly, Grandpa will give you everything in the bowl, eat slowly!"

On the other side, after Yang Huamei left the new house of the old Wang family, she went straight to the old house of the old Yang family.
Chapter completed!