The child rummaged through his pocket: "I have money, ten yuan!"
"Ten yuan?" Yan Zhan said expressionlessly, "Enough for what?"
"I can't even buy a piece of candy." Yan Zhan continued to state the facts.
The child was already stunned.
Is ten yuan so little?
He cried "Wow" and ran home!
Yan Zhentian glared at Yan Zhan: "How can you bully a child?"
Grandma Yan, on the other hand, doesn't think Yan Zhan is bad at all.
"It's rare for A Zhan to look like this."
Yan Zhan defended himself: "I didn't bully him."
He was just stating the facts. How could a little brat want to steal his wife from him?
What a joke!
Many children took the candies and went home, so that most people in the village knew that Grandma Yan was back.
Without Zhang San's big mouth and nonsense, no one knew about Mr. Yan's existence.
However, the aunt who was looking after Grandma Yan's house quickly came over.
"I heard that Teacher Jiang is back. Come to my house for dinner tonight. The cooking pot and stove are cold at home. It's so late and it's not convenient for you to cook at home."
This aunt is very kind, she is an honest and kind village woman.
Grandma Yan asked her to help look after the house, and she took good care of the house.
Even the vegetable patch and flowers in the yard are still there.
"No need, Wife-in-law Yuming, we can just eat at home and bring back the meat and vegetables. By the way, we will treat everyone to dinner tomorrow night, and I will also ask for your help in the afternoon."
In the morning, she had to visit Grandpa Manshu's grave. It was too late to entertain guests at noon, so Grandma Yan was thinking about the evening.
"No problem."
The aunt agreed immediately.
She has a large family, and her own family, plus several other families who farm Grandma Yan’s fields, will definitely be enough to help.
"You brought back the meat, but there won't be enough food. If there's anything missing tomorrow, go get it from my field."
"By the way, this is Manshu's grandfather, right?" The aunt looked at Mr. Yan.
I saw it briefly last time, but I didn’t have a deep impression.
At that time, Mr. Yan gave people the impression that he was too powerful and country people did not dare to deal with him.
But now people look much nicer, so Yuming's wife dares to speak.
"It's my grandpa."
Manshu nodded quickly.
Yan Zhentian also nodded to Yuming's wife: "Hello."
"Okay, hello." Yuming's wife was a little embarrassed, but the old man was quite polite.
Yan Zhentian glanced at Yan Zhan, who understood and took out a prepared New Year's gift from the car and gave it to Yuming's wife.
"I wish you a happy New Year." Yan Zhan was not very talkative and just politely handed over the New Year gift.
Yuming's wife subconsciously looked at Grandma Yan: "Why is this so embarrassing?"
"Take it, thank you for taking care of grandma and Manshu." Yan Zhan suppressed a sentence.
"We didn't do anything. This kid, Manshu, grew up in the village and suffered a lot of criticism since childhood."
"Now she can finally go back to her own home, which is also a good thing."
Yuming's wife seemed to know what Yan Zhan wanted to find out, and she actually said a lot.
Grandma Yan quickly interrupted her: "Take it, don't you have guests at home? If you don't go back quickly, you might not be able to make it in time for dinner, right?"
Yuming's wife slapped her forehead: "If you didn't tell me, I would have forgotten it. I still have soup simmering on the stove."
She took the New Year's gift and left in a hurry.
Seeing that both Yan Zhentian and Yan Zhan were silent, Grandma Yan opened her mouth, but didn't say anything.
They need to digest this matter themselves.
"I'm going to clean up the kitchen first and just make some dumplings for dinner tonight?"