The villagers were very active in receiving gifts. The villagers in line moved forward quickly, and soon it was Lao Yun's turn.
"Mianmian, it's our turn."
Mei Cuiping took Yunmian's little hand and came to the rickshaw.
"Hello, Uncle Yun, branch secretary."
The rickshaw was taller and filled with cardboard boxes. Yun Mian took the initiative to greet Yun Jianhua. Yun Jianhua only heard a sweet and soft voice but did not see the baby.
Yun Jianhua stretched his neck and looked around, a little confused.
"Damn Yongcheng, did someone call me just now?"
"My granddaughter is calling you."
Mei Cuiping bent down and picked up Yun Mian to show Yun Jianhua.
"It turns out it's this girl. She's polite and a good child."
Yun Jianhua said, reaching out and touching the cannon on Yun Mian's head.
"I'm just a little shorter. I need to eat more and grow taller."
Yunmian: "..."
Can you please stop saying the last half of the sentence?
"A can of malted milk, a can of biscuits, and a can of fruit candies. Every household gives them like this. Damn it, Yongcheng, take it."
Yun Jianhua took a can of malted milk, a can of biscuits and a can of fruit candies from the box and handed them to Mei Cuiping with a smile on his face.
Feeling heavy in her arms, Mei Cuiping looked down and found that the food in her arms was not the ordinary food displayed in the glass display cabinets of the supply and marketing cooperative at all, and she immediately felt a little distressed.
How much does it cost to buy these things?
Sister Rumeng is willing to spend money.
Mei Cuiping shook her head in distress, holding Yun Mian's little hand and walking towards Mrs. Chu and others beside her.
"Mianmian, you want to say thank you when you take someone else's gift. Let's go and go with grandma to thank Mrs. Chu properly."
"Um."
Yun Mian nodded his little head, followed his grandma's steps with his short legs, and occasionally raised his head to look at her with a smile.
Although grandma was born and raised in a rural area and has no education or experience in the outside world, she understands righteousness better than some old ladies in the city.
"Chu... Mrs. Chu, thank you for bringing us such a generous gift."
Because they hadn't seen each other for about twenty years, Mei Cuiping led Yun Mian to Mrs. Chu. She was inevitably a little nervous and constrained, and her words stuttered.
Mei Cuiping appeared in front of Mrs. Chu with Yun Mian in hand. The mistress took three steps forward and stood beside Mrs. Chu. He looked at them defensively, as if he was afraid of Mrs. Chu.
What harm was suffered.
Noticing the defensive look in the mistress's eyes, Yun Mian frowned.
She and grandma just came to apologize to Mrs. Chu. Who could show this oil bottle to someone who was showing off like a cockfighter?
"Brother, if you stare at people often, your eyesight will decrease, and your eyes may bulge and turn into dead fish eyes."
Yun Mian was so angry that he almost blurted out the words "oil bottle".
The sound of milking sounded, and the mistress turned his obsidian eyes, his faint gaze fell on Yun Mian, and then his beautiful eyes narrowed slightly.
This pink, soft little thing is really annoying.
"You little brat who is a little taller than a dogtail grass, do you know what the eyes of a dead fish look like?"
After the mistress finished speaking, Yun Mian was so angry that he became childish. He held his head high and stood on tiptoes in front of the mistress.
The meaning of her action was obvious.
Look, she is much taller than the dogtail grass.
"Haha, this little girl is so cute."
Yun Mian's face was red and her cheeks were bulging. She stood on tiptoes and competed with the mistress about whose eyes were bigger, which made Mrs. Chu laugh heartily.
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