"Have you entered the mountains alone?" Fan Zijin's calm face showed surprise and concern: "Where has the pork been sold? Is there any ending left? How many people know about this?"

Jian Ning laughed loudly: "Teacher, I'm smart. I only know the whole thing. I handled the pork on the mountain and didn't take it back to the village and sold it directly to a familiar broker."

"That's good." The student is born with great talent and courage. Unfortunately, he is not very careful and has too innocent and straightforward. He suffered a lot of secret losses. This time he knew to be cautious and did it. Fan Zijin was very relieved.

When the student mentioned the past again, he probably had a knot in his heart. He explained: "The teacher is natural to protect the students. The mistakes were not on you back then, so you don't have to blame yourself. People in the world are unpredictable."

When talking about the past years, Fan Zijin's heart is not in a state of chaos.

"Yes, the past has passed. I have always kept in mind the teacher's teachings. The past should not be pursued. Those who come will be particularly good at learning. People should look forward to it." Jian Ning did not want to talk about the bad things that made the teacher sad, so she changed the topic: "Teacher, take a basin to fill the fish."

A grass carp weighing more than four pounds jumped into the pot for a few times.

"The most indispensable thing for the New Year's Eve dinner is fish. Let's also get a good sign, and it will be more than every year." Jian Ning bent her eyes and smiled: "I have prepared some pickled vegetables and chili powder, and the teacher will cook a pickled vegetables fish tomorrow."

"I divided two kilograms of fish and kept them in pokes. Isn't your family only 4 kilograms? What are you eating when you eat?" Fan Zijin held the heavy basin and felt moved: "Leave the pickled cabbage, take the fish back."

"I bought all the amount of milk that I haven't used up, it's a full dozen pounds." Jian Ning waved his hand and said proudly: "I'm rich now. Teacher, don't stop me from respecting my teacher. If you can't finish it, you can keep it in the tank and eat it slowly."

Seeing her proud look, Fan Zijin couldn't help laughing.

Jian Ning picked out the things in the basket, one pound of vegetable oil, two pounds of fresh meat, seven or eight pounds of bacon, two sausages, half a pound of glutinous rice flour, a bag of sugar, a small bag of black sesame seeds, a few pounds of fine grains, a big stick bone, and a small basket of sweet potatoes.

Fan Zijin looked at the hills on the ground, and his expression was exactly the same as Jian Zhenjun's roommate: "Are you here like you give me your home?"

Jian Ning’s rich man: “There are not many things, you can pick the glutinous rice flour and black sesame on the morning of the first day of the New Year, don’t forget.”

It was expected that the fight would be staged next. Jian Ning carried the empty basket, opened the window and jumped out, and disappeared into the vast night in the blink of an eye.

"You kid..." Fan Zijin looked at the gradually disappearing back outside the window and felt helpless and emotional.

I originally wanted to give her a few words to tell her not to go into the mountains again, but she didn't know that people ran so fast and didn't leave any time to talk about the relationship between teachers and students.

After delivering two trips in a day, Jian Ning went home to wash up and drip her head. When she got tired, she rushed over and fell asleep quickly.

The next day, the sky was stained with thick ink, and Jian Mingyu gently got down to bed and put on shoes. Just as she bent down to cover her shoes, Jian Ning opened her eyes sleepyly.

Facing the third sister's gaze, Jian Ning raised her hand and pressed the corner of her eyes, looked at the window, her voice was lazy and sleepy: "It's not dawn yet, why are you getting up so early?"

"I got up first and killed the chicken, and stew the turtle soup first. Did I wake you up?" The turtle old hen soup will take at least five or six hours.

Jian Ning narrowed her eyes and shook her head: "No, I'll sleep for a while."

Yesterday I was dragging one or two hundred kilograms of things back and forth for hundreds of miles, and I was really tired.

"Yes," Jian Mingyu helped her tuck the corners of the quilt and walked out with her toes.

"Sister Four, get up." Three hours later, Jian Ning opened the door and saw a flattering smile: "Sister Four, wait, I'll go to the kitchen to get hot water for you to wash."

Jian Ning: "..." I wonder what the aunt would feel when she saw her son's legs.

"Puff," Jian Ning spitted a mouthwash and glanced at her cousin who was sticking her butt and twisting a hot towel: "Today, you will have a day off on New Year's Eve, you can go back, I will take care of myself for the whole day."

"Sister Four, do you dislike me?" Deli grabbed a towel and looked at Jane Ning pitifully.

Jian Ning laughed and said, "You are still instructing you to work in New Year's Eve, and the aunt should feel distressed."

"No, I don't hurt!" Deli answered the question irrelevantly and sweared: "I am willing to go up the mountain of swords and fall into the sea of ​​fire for my fourth sister!"

"Where are you going to go to the sea of ​​fire?" Jian Huanhuan heard his brother's strong voice as soon as he entered the door.

"Sister, why are you here?"

"I don't know if you're going to go into the sea of ​​fire if I don't come." Jian Huanhuan joked with her younger brother, turned her head and said to Jian Ning: "I'm here, Uncle Wu's family is back from the city. I'll tell you not to cook at noon."

The fifth brother of the Jian family eats commercial grain in the city, and only a few major solar terms will come back a year. He married a wife from the city. When they got married, the two families agreed that every New Year's Day will be held.

I spent the New Year at his father-in-law's house last year and returned to the village this year.

When he came back, the old lady must have arranged a reunion dinner. Jian Ning responded: "Okay, I understand. There is a patient at home. I'll go there a little later."

"Delly, go and call my third sister, you go and help me first."

Uncle Wu's family must have added two hard dishes when he comes back to milk. It's the New Year again, and the dishes are not bad. Deli is not that resistant, so he ran to the bamboo forest and shouted Jian Mingyu.

I just dug a few winter bamboo shoots, Jian Ning left one, and asked my third sister to take it to the main room to add a dish, and then went to the rice jar to scoop out a few kilograms of rice: "Uncle Wu finally returned home and asked her to steam a curtain of rice at noon."

"Hey!" Deli responded crispy and had rice to eat!

The bacon sausage was given to the old lady once before, but Jane Ning didn't give it again.

The main room.

"Fourth Lao, hurry up, your elder brother borrowed the donkey cart." Although Heishan Town has only more than five miles from Shuimo Village, the young grandson is one year old. The children in the city are already delicate and have a cold in front of them, so they can't breathe. The old lady is rare to spend a luxury and rents a donkey cart from the village to pick up the Wu family in the town.

"Here you come." Jian Weidong carried an old quilt on the cleaned cart. Under my mother's instructions, he asked his wife Ge Qiaolan to find a small quilt for children to prevent the wind from the young nephew.

The third brother Jian Fumin came out with a thick jacket, crossed his hands in his cuffs, and shrank his neck and said, "Fourth brother, you have been busy all morning, let's have a rest, and I will pick up my fifth brother and I."

"Are you okay? Are your legs better with typhoid fever?" A few days ago, Brother Yu got off the water in the village and fell into an old disease and lay at home for a few days.

Jian Fumin: "The old problem, I have been relieved for a few days after resting for a long time. I feel bored at home, so I go out for some breath."

Jian Weidong jumped out of the car: "That's what."

It’s not tiring to take a donkey cart for a walk, and the old lady didn’t speak out and made acquiesce.

Liu Guilan was stuck in the kitchen and heard the man talking. She hurriedly came out to stop him. She stepped out of the threshold and saw the old lady standing at the door of the main hall.

The feet that were stepping out shrank back.

I was scolded and complained by my own man last night, scolding her for teaching her son badly and disobeying her old mother...

But I must not calm down for a few days. I was scolded again on New Year's Eve, and my face was lost and my life was sad.
Chapter completed!