"Uh, I have to sort this out first. Third aunt, please do your work first and then we'll talk about it after I'm done."

The third aunt looked pityful: "Then you go ahead and tell me when you throw things away."

"OK."

After dealing with the difficult third aunt, Zhou Chen couldn't help but laugh. The people living in this courtyard were really interesting, with all kinds of people there.

Although Third Aunt is capable of calculations, she is not annoying at all. Talking to Third Aunt gives you a sense of life.

After another day of tidying up at home, Zhou Chen secretly cooked a pot of vermicelli and cabbage stew in the evening, closing the doors and windows tightly while cooking.

After cooking, he sent a bowl to Uncle Zhang and Aunt Li's house. Uncle Zhang and Aunt Li pushed it around, and finally Zhou Chen put down the bowl.

Looking at the meat in the pot, Zhou Chen thought for a while, filled another bowl, covered it with the bowl, and walked to the third uncle's house in the east wing.

"Dongdong."

"Third uncle, third aunt, where are you at home?"

The third aunt opened the door and saw Zhou Chen, and her face suddenly lit up: "Zhou Chen, are you here to ask us to get something?"

Seeing the excitement and eagerness on the third aunt's face, Zhou Chen immediately fell silent, "Good guy, I'm still thinking about this."

"Third aunt, you misunderstood. Didn't I go to the store today and buy some meat? I just stewed it. Why don't I bring a bowl to your family?"

"ah?"

When the third aunt heard that it was meat, she was very surprised. The third uncle in the room, as well as his two sons and daughters, all stood up, especially the three children, who stared at the hand in Zhou Chen's hand.

bowl.

Third uncle Yan Bugui hurriedly urged: "His third aunt, why don't you let Zhou Chen in quickly? Why are you blocking the door?"

"Oh, yes, Zhou Chen, come in, come in." The third aunt warmly greeted Zhou Chen to enter.

Being stared at by the five members of Yan Bugui's family, the look in his eyes made even Zhou Chen feel very uncomfortable and wondered whether he had given it to the wrong person.

Putting down the bowl in his hand, Zhou Chen said to Yan Bugui: "Third uncle, this meat has just been stewed. The quality is limited. I don't know if it suits your taste. Also, I just came back to live, so there will be more trouble in the future."

You take care of it.”

Yanbu Guixiao's eyes narrowed: "That's for sure. Your dad and I have been neighbors for more than ten years, and we have a very good relationship. I also watched you grow up. You don't need to tell me.

Third uncle will definitely take care of you."

"Then thank you so much, Mr. Third." Zhou Chen thanked him politely.

"It should, it should."

Yan Jiefang's eyes were fixed on the bowl on the table, and he felt that he could smell the fragrance.
Chapter completed!