After returning home, Su Yue started to get busy. Here in the north, some cooked food is fried during the Chinese New Year. Once fried, put it in a clean basin, so that when you want to eat it, you don’t have to cook it freshly. Just heat it up and it will be a dish. The texture is

No worse than freshly baked.

Fried quail eggs, potato slices, vegetarian meatballs, meatballs, fried crispy pork, and fried fish, the two pots in the kitchen were never idle, and the aroma of fried meat filled the room.

The greedy little treasure kept spinning around Su Yue's feet, jumping up and down, biting his little finger and looking eagerly at the small balls rolling up and down in the oil pan, with clear saliva flowing down his fat little chin.

It was all over my hands, and I sucked it with my pink little mouth.

"Mom, mom, meatballs, eat meatballs."

"Don't be anxious, don't be anxious, you see it's not cooked yet, your stomach hurts after eating it."

Su Yue couldn't bear to see this little look. How could he be so greedy? She took out a handkerchief and wiped it clean for him. After a while, it started to flow again. She simply handed the handkerchief to Wei Heng who was lighting the fire.

When the meatballs are fried until golden brown, they quickly take them out and blow them on. Xiaobao's little paws are bent and look pitiful. If you don't give them to him, he will cry.

"Eat it, be careful not to burn it." Su Yue pinched his fair cheek meat. The meatballs were already cold. The small meatballs in her hand felt like pinching a big plum in Xiaobao's little hands.

, pretending to be full of little hands.

Smelling the fragrant meatballs, Su Yue ate one by herself. The outer skin was crispy and the meat inside became more fragrant and juicy when chewed. It was really a treat on the tip of the tongue.

Su Yue squinted her eyes, eating each of them more happily than Xiaobao. When she stretched out her hand to get it again, she caught Wei Heng staring at her from the corner of her eye. She paused and took one for him.

"Dirty hands." Wei Heng raised the firewood in his hand and looked at her with a smile, which was very suggestive.

"I'll feed you, that's right." Su Yue rolled her eyes at him. He was clearly sitting in front of the stove lighting a fire, but it made Wei Heng feel like he was working in an office.

"Thank you, wife."

Seeing that Xiaobao was eating well, Su Yue went back to the main room and took some more bananas, planning to make fried bananas for Xiaobao.

She hasn't eaten this for many years. The last time she remembers eating it was when her mother was alive. After her mother passed away, no one made fried bananas for her anymore.

Su Yue smiled, she had become a mother when she made fried bananas again. She kept moving her hands as she thought about this, peeling and mashing the bananas, adding a little honey that Xiaobao liked, and wrapping them into small triangles with small dough.

Finally, apply a thin layer of egg wash.

The plump ones were fragrant and sweet, and they were so satisfying when you took one bite. Even Wei Heng, who doesn't like sweets, ate several of them, let alone Xiao Bao. He grabbed one with one hand and his little mouth was full of food.

Just fry and eat at the same time. When all the cooked food was fried and the family of three was full, Su Yue simply stopped cooking and took advantage of the oil pan to make a salty soup. This was lunch.

After dinner, Su Yue took a pack of brown sugar, a pack of peach cakes, a large bowl of fried meatballs, small crispy meats, a piece of clothing for Wei Dashan, plus twenty yuan and handed it to Wei Heng.

A gift to Lao Wei's house.

Although the relationship between their family and Lao Wei's family was tense, Wei Dashan was still Wei Heng's biological father in name. With so many eyes on him in the village, it was unreasonable not to go over there with some things to take a look during the Chinese New Year.

When she came back from town today, Ma Lanfang even took her and told her that she should do her best on the outside and not let others get the hang of it. Ma Lanfang watched everything that happened to Su Yue's family and Lao Wei's family.

In her eyes, she doesn't have to do what she wants, as long as she looks good on the face.

It didn't matter to her and she didn't care what the people in the village said, but Wei Heng had to go to the winery to report for work during the Chinese New Year. In this era where filial piety was valued, there was always some reputation that had to be taken into consideration.

The etiquette she prepared was neither too much nor too little, and it could always shut up Wei Dashan's mouth. When people in the village saw it, they would praise Wei Heng for his filial piety, and they would not be offended.

Wei Heng took the net bag, and he only took one piece of Su Yue's money and put it in his pocket, "Ten dollars is enough."

Su Yue was stunned for a moment and put away the remaining ten yuan without saying anything. Since Wei Heng said ten yuan was enough, then let's take ten yuan. As a grown man, he was always more considerate than himself.

Ten yuan is a lot in the village. After the children of many families separate, the New Year's money given to the elderly is only three to five yuan, not including the annual gifts.

According to the family separation documents originally written, Wei Heng, as his son, only needed to give Wei Dashan three hundred kilograms of grain every year, including fifty kilograms of fine grain and two hundred and fifty kilograms of coarse grain.

If Wei Dashan fell ill and needed money, the medical expenses would be shared equally among the four sons. Anyway, wherever efforts were needed, the four sons would share the expenses equally.

Don't say that Wei Youcai and Wei Youliang are not Wei Dashan's biological sons. Wei Dashan used Wei Heng's money to build a house for his two stepsons, marry them, and raise their children. When they grow old, Wei Dashan's obligation to support him does not mean that he is not his biological son.

Can be pushed away.

"Where are you going, dad?" Seeing Wei Heng carrying things and walking out, Xiao Bao, who was playing with a car, stood up, hugged the car and ran to Wei Heng, holding his big hand to follow.

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He is now very close to Wei Hengke. It only took half a month from not even letting him be hugged at the beginning to following him wherever he goes. Another reason is that he wants to go out to play.

He wants to go outside and play with his friends instead of playing alone.

"Go to your grandpa's house." Su Yue was sorting out the daily necessities she bought and said without raising her head when she heard Xiaobao's words.

Even though Xiaobao is Wei Dashan's direct grandson, Wei Dashan is not good to Xiaobao at all. Li Guihua treats Xiaobao as if she can't see it, which is not as good as Wei Yuanbao, who has a fortune.

A baby born to a step-son is regarded as a treasure by him. Sometimes Su Yue really feels that there is something wrong with Wei Dashan's brain, otherwise he would push away the people he is closest to, and what would he do with inverse relatives who are not related by blood?

Same.

As long as he treats Xiaobao a little bit for the sake of his own grandson, Xiaobao will not starve into the shape of a big-headed baby. Su Yue just came to see Xiaobao like that and felt heartbroken. For Wei Dashan and Li Guihua

I don’t even have a good feeling about it.

"Xiaobao is going too. Dad will take me there. I want to play with brother Xiaojun and Xiaoguozi. We want to play with cars together."

The older people in the village, Xiaobao, all call them grandparents, or uncles and aunts. He thought he was going to Wei Jianguo this time.

He hugged Wei Heng's legs and climbed up. His little feet made several dusty little footprints on Wei Heng's pants, so Wei Heng had to bend down and pick him up with one hand.

Xiaobao is like an octopus, as if he is afraid that his father will not take him with him, and his little arms are tightly wrapped around Wei Heng's neck.
Chapter completed!