Two heavy fat meat swayed in front of her eyes. The old lady smiled happily, saying that she was proud of her son's ability.

After receiving the praise, Jian Jibing smiled like a child of 200 pounds.

The mother and son were so intimate that they were picking up things. Jian Jibing showed off his mother and explained the use of it, explaining which cloth and candy were given to several brothers, and took it out alone and put it aside.

Li Miaoyin suddenly felt sour water.

My teeth are sore.

He is in his twenties, and he looks good outside, and returns to his nest like a child of seven or eight years old, acting obedient and handsome in front of his old mother.

It's really a shame to see.

In the city, men spoiled her. Whenever she arrived in her hometown and the old lady appeared, she seemed like this.

Li Miaoyin drank a jar of old vinegar, put her hands under her cradle, and pinched her son's fleshy butt.

Xiaobao caught a cold and was not energetic. He fell asleep a lot a day and was awakened by his jealous mother. He opened his throat and cried loudly.

"What's wrong with Xiaobao?" The old lady didn't care about kissing her son, so she quickly waved to Li Miaoyin: "Come here and take me, are you peeing or hungry?"

He lifted his little jacket and saw that he didn't pee, that was he was hungry. The old lady said to Jian Jibing: "My little grandson is hungry. Go and find the milk powder and give Xiaobao a bottle."

"Hey." Jian Jibing pulled up his shoes and opened his suitcase.

Because Xiaobao was no longer tired of it, Li Miaoyin felt much more relieved. She squatted down and held the man close to help find milk powder.

The earthen house on the west side.

Jian Ning stamped a bowl of meat, kneaded the dough and pinched the meat patty.

Wait until the egg custard is steamed in the pot and fry the meat pie slowly over low heat.

Scoop a bowl of stewed turtle old hen soup and took it to the inner room: "My fifth uncle is back. We will not eat at home at noon this time. You will have some food. I will prepare a table of New Year's Eve dinner in the evening."

The chicken soup is golden in color and fragrant.

Jiang Yihua struggled to move his injured leg slowly. Seeing this, Jian Ning reached out to support his side back, trying to help him use force so that he could lean against the head of the bed.

Jiang Yihua grabbed the hand quickly and his eyes floated to Jian Ning.

A pair of dark eyes were peaceful but sharp, and his expression was extremely light, giving people an invisible sense of oppression.

The whole person revealed his refusal.

"I'll help you." Jane Ning leaned into his eyes and looked at him.

Jiang Yihua's tone was plain: "My hands are not broken."

Jane Ning:...It's really hard to hug her thighs, she doesn't want to do it anymore!

Jian Ning stopped casually, Jiang Yihua silently stood up, held the bowl with distinct joints, and took a sip of chicken soup slowly.

After a bite, an indescribable fragrance rippled between his lips and teeth. Jiang Yihua praised it rarely: "The taste is good, delicious, sweet and pure, and rich in flavor."

Jian Ning raised her lips: "It's good that you like it, is it enough? Why don't I scoop up another bowl for you?"

Forget it, for your praise of my skills, I can barely work harder?

"Enough." He has always been strict and self-disciplined, and he will not overeat no matter how delicious it is.

Jian Ning: "Okay, you can put the bowl on the low cabinet after you finish eating, I'll leave first."

"Your father's affairs are actually not difficult to handle. You can end the labor reform early." He suddenly said.

Upon hearing the words, Jian Ning held his feet, turned around suddenly, and looked at Jiang Yihua steadily: "Do you have a way?"

"have."

Jian Ning's eyes lit up suddenly.

Her father's labor reform has always been lingering in his heart. She will be very busy next time and cannot visit her frequently. The labor reform will not end for a year and a half, and Jian Zhenjun's thin figure appears in front of him from time to time.

Putting aside the responsibility, the gentle man in his memory pampered his daughter-in-law and daughter. In a trance, Jian Ning could always see a few shadows of his father from his burly body.

"Thank you!" Jian Ning thanked sincerely: "If this matter is done, the exchange of interests agreed upon before will be invalidated, I will remember your love."

Jiang Yihua was quite surprised and looked at her with deep eyes.

He knew that 90% of Jian Zhenjun was not her biological father, and he knew that she was full of food as much as her life. It was not in line with her style to erase 200 kilograms of food so easily.

Jian Ning didn't care what he was thinking. When he learned that he had a way to release Jian Zhenjun in advance, he was not in a hurry to leave. He brought a stool and sat by the bed, asking in detail about the specific operation.

The two talked for a while, Jane Ning hummed a small song and went to the main room happily.

When I opened the curtain, I saw a young woman with an ordinary appearance sitting next to the brazier.

It must be the Wu Niang whom I never met.

As soon as Jian Ning entered the room, Li Miaoyin's vision came over. The girl wore a rustic flower jacket, wore bloated black cotton pants, and her whole body was dressed in a particularly vulgar outfit.

However, the girl dressed up in a vulgar manner gave birth to a pretty and beautiful face that everyone was jealous of.

The facial features are delicate and grand, and the temperament is bright and vivid. When those watery eyes look at people, they are very vivid, like layers of phosphorescence sprinkled on the lake surface.

Li Miaoyin looked at Jian Ning with jealous and contemptuous eyes. If this good look was born on her face, Jian Jibing would never have forgotten his wife as soon as he saw her mother.

But it’s a pity. What’s the use of a rural girl being so cute? It is said that she actually called a soft-packed man to get out of the marriage, which is embarrassing!

Since ancient times, beauty has been too weak and has a miserable fate.

Thinking of this, Li Miaoyin felt a little relieved, and her whole body was filled with a sense of superiority as if I were a city man.

Jian Ning didn't know what she thought. If she knew, she would definitely say: "Do you know why a beautiful woman is so weak? Because no one pays attention to how long she has lived!"

Jian Ning frowned, displeased Li Miaoyin looked at her eyes, called "Five Niang" lightly, and walked towards the old lady casually with her hands.

I didn't like her.

Li Mianyin claimed that the city was superior, but was exposed by the juniors. She was angry and felt uncomfortable. Her face was so ugly that she looked so ugly that she dared to despise her if she didn't hold her...

I feel that I have no status in the Jian family. Even a junior dares to be so arrogant and neglect her.

If Liu Guilan wants to know her thoughts, she must spit on her. She will not do anything every time she comes back and is picky.

They are all the daughters-in-law of the Jian family. You are just amazing. You don’t touch the spring water. You can pick them up and eat them every time, just like a living ancestor.

Have the nerve to talk about status!

The old lady pulled out her granddaughter and sat down, winked and said, "You can go to the kitchen to pick up a pot of meat and vegetables to deliver to Comrade Jiang."

"No, he has eaten it. I stewed chicken soup at home, and I made meat patties and egg custard." Jian Ning reported in detail so that the old lady would not quit.

"That's true." The old lady nodded with relief. She finally got to know the truth and finally understood how considerate and thoughtful it was.

"Mom, who is Comrade Jiang? A man and a woman? Why are you at my second brother's house?" Li Miaoyin smelled an unusual smell and asked with her head in front.

The old lady ignored her and shouted to the kitchen: "The third family, Ning Yatou has come here, have the food ready? Have you set up the table quickly."

Look, another living ancestor came. Liu Guilan responded with a hint and directed Jian Huanhuan and Jian Mingyu to serve vegetables in the main hall, then came to Cao Fengzhen's ear and whispered: "Sister-in-law, have you noticed that your mother is becoming more and more partial to Ning Yat?"

Liu Guilan felt extremely unbalanced when she was vaguely surpassing her baby son.

"Somewhat." Cao Fengzhen thought: "Maybe she felt sorry for her and broke off the marriage."

This time she didn't instigate her brother and sister to cause trouble. The old lady was unhappy on New Year's Eve. No one could escape. She would definitely be scolded by a man.

There are two tables for meals, and the old lady and her sons are one table.

The daughter-in-law and grandchildren are at a table.

There was a plate of bacon, a pot of stewed fatty meat with potatoes, cold-slurry shredded radish, fried winter bamboo shoots, fried dried cowpeas with oil residue, and a pot of egg flower soup.

A meal at noon is easier, and Big Head is at the New Year’s Eve dinner in the evening.

Just this is the best in the village. Many families can’t catch up with such a sumptuous dinner even if they have the New Year’s Eve dinner and cannot compare. Who said that the Jian family has three sons who earn a full amount of work points?
Chapter completed!