This is the first time Aunt Gong and the others have come here. When they see the cleaner and tidy county streets and the scattered yards, they feel a little nervous.

Almost every household in the village raises pigs and chickens, and some raises cattle, so the taste is naturally not good.

There are not many pigs raised in the county town, and there are people who specialize in collecting custards every morning, so the taste is naturally better than in the village.

"I came here as soon as I came, why do I bring so much food? I have it at home." They are all old sisters for decades. Fang Jiang naturally saw the restraint of Aunt Gong and the others. She looked at the bacon in Aunt Gong's hand and laughed loudly.

Aunt Gong was really distracted. She raised her hand and smiled and said, "I came in a hurry and didn't bring me any other ones. The bacon was just marinated and it would take a few more days to taste good."

Fang Jing's family brought the rice cake fried by Tu Qing and a bag of dried bamboo shoots.

Luzhuang mentioned hares and pheasants.

"There are everything at home. Look at you. When you go back, you will take all of these back." It's not easy for the villagers. What I hope is to eat meat all year round.

"There are still there at home, and the meat is not bad, so you can eat it slowly." Aunt Gong carried the meat into the door and looked into the yard, hoping to find a rope that could hang bacon.

Fang Jing's family of four also changed into the best clothes. Tu Qing felt a little embarrassed, "There is nothing good at home, so don't dislike me, aunt."

As the end of the year approaches, there is no need to do the work in the field. Tu Qing and Fang Jing go to the town to find temporary jobs again. Because the Chinese New Year is coming, there is more work in the town. Tu Qing and Fang Jing get up early and work late every day. They don’t have time and don’t have any extra money to buy things. There is not even meat at home. The fried rice cake was originally made by Tu Qing’s rice and candy, and they are fried for snacks for the two children.

Fang Jiang knew that Fang Jing's family was in financial difficulties, but she planned to keep the fried rice cake.

She handed the fried rice cake to Feng Qing, "Sanlang's wife, bring it into the house."

Then he used a color to Feng Qing.

Without Fang Jiangshi's introduction, Feng Qing also knew that, she responded and entered the house with the fried rice cake. When she came out again, she held a pack of snacks in her hand.

This is the donkey bought by Fang Jiang in the morning.

This donkey rolls inexpensively, and looks good and tastes good. Fang Jiang knew that if she bought the expensive pastries in the shop, she would be willing to do so, and Aunt Gong and the others would not be able to eat them.

There is a donkey rolling in the town, and Aunt Gong and the others have tasted it.

Feng Qingxian took one piece for Uncle Gong and Aunt Gong and the others, and gave the rest to Fang Jing's two children.

The two children grew up a little and became generous and sensible. They looked at Tu Qing first, and Tu Qing nodded before taking the remaining donkey and rolling around.

"Don't stand, come in and sit."

Fang Zheng stepped forward, greeted several people, invited them in, brought them a stool, and sat in the yard first.

The one who walked at the end was Fang Dalang. Fang Dalang brought Wenya and Wenhao was in the school and could not come.

Fang Dalang was empty-handed. He was a little ashamed and blamed Zhou Xiaohua in his heart.

Zhou Xiaohua had no shame to come here, so naturally she didn't want Fang Dalang to come with the only little meat she had at home.

"Sanlang, when will you leave tomorrow?" Fang Dalang asked stutterly when he walked to Fang Zheng.

Fang Zheng was still treating him as usual, and he replied: "Before Si Shi."

Fang Dalang nodded hard, "That's great, brother will give you a gift tomorrow."

Fang Zheng nodded and did not refuse.

"Brother, let Wenya and Wenyan go to play." Fang Erlang noticed the awkward atmosphere here, and came over, led Wenya and said to Fang Dalang.

Fang Dalang nodded quickly, "Go to play with your second uncle with your younger brother."

Wenya was originally a little timid, but when she saw Wen Yan, she took care of the two children of Fang Jing's family, and gradually let go, and she laughed and made fun of each other from time to time.

It was warm today, and the afternoon sun was shining, and my whole body was warm.

Fang Zheng sat with several men, Feng Qing poured tea for them, Aunt Gong and Tu Qing couldn't stop washing their hands, rolled up their sleeves and went to the kitchen to help.

The kitchen is so big that even a few people can’t move around.

Fang Jiang moved the small stove to the door of the kitchen, and heated the oil on the stove and fryed the potato cakes with a small iron pot.

This sweet potato cake is steamed and mashed after it is cold, add some flour, add an egg, and then knead it into a ball, then pull it off one by one, press it into a circle with both hands, and fry it in a hot pot.

The prepared sweet potato cakes are crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, and the egg fragrance is fragrant. Not to mention the children, even Feng Qing couldn't help swallowing his saliva. The few people rushed to the road and really didn't eat. Aunt Jin was under the kitchen, and Fang Jiang made sweet potato cakes. When the noodles were ready, she would eat them with sweet potato cakes, which was satisfying.

Aunt Gong and Tu Qing stood in the kitchen and drank a bowl of noodles and a piece of sweet potato cake. Fang Zheng moved the table outside and ate half a bowl of noodles with Uncle Gong and others.

If you have noodles to stool, you can eat later after dinner.

But it cannot be too late. Fang Jiang originally wanted to let them all live at home. There was a house for miscellaneous items at home, so they could sleep after cleaning up. However, Fang Zheng and Feng Qing discussed it secretly. Then Fang Zheng went out and booked three rooms at an inn not far away.

It's too late to eat in the middle of winter, and it's cold to go out.

After preparing for the afternoon, Shen Shizhong had almost prepared the food. Before the time came, the weather gradually became colder, and Fang Zheng and others moved the dining table back to the main hall.

The yard rented by Fang Zheng is larger than that of the Fang family in Dongliu Village, and the main hall is also larger. There is also a place to put a cabinet and box after a large round table.

They are all close people, so naturally there is no separate table when eating.

Just a few children were sitting on the small table next to them, and Fang Jiang also took the bowl to take care of the children.

This is a different reunion dinner, which was also practiced by his third son and third daughter-in-law. Fang Jiang's time was more willing to buy vegetables and meat today than before.

There is no shortage of chicken, duck, fish and meat. Fang Jiang also bought a pigeon and stewed sour radish pigeon soup. There are seven or eight vegetarian dishes, all of which can be eaten in winter.

Before dinner, Fang Erlang also bought a jar of wine.

However, Fang Zheng is leaving tomorrow. He can't drink too much, just one cup per person.

Tonight, even Fang Jiang and Aunt Gong had a drink alone.

Feng Qing had never tasted the white wine, and Fang Jiang was afraid that after she tasted it, she would feel dizzy and never let her drink it. Tu Qing was unhappy these days and could not drink it.

As for Qin Shufen, I want to have a cup.

As soon as he reached out, Fang Jiang slapped him back.

"You have drunk it, are you trying to smoke Wenyan?" Fang Jiang said angrily.

Qin Shufen wanted to speak, but Fang Jiang glanced at the dishes on the table, "If you talk, don't eat the meat today."

Qin Shufen stopped talking for a moment.

As the oldest elder present, Uncle Gong naturally had to give Fang Zheng a few words.

Uncle Gong is dull and honest, but different from Old Man Fang. In Uncle Gong's heart, his two children are the most important. For the sake of his son and daughter, he can sacrifice his life.

I usually don’t talk much, but after drinking, my mind is a little hot and I talk too much.

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Chapter completed!