The meal was so chaotic that no one even had time to say anything before the bottom of the two large pots of vegetables was already gone.
An An was stunned.
"Is it delicious? Is it really delicious?" she asked from the side.
Lu Yongsheng used the last steamed bun to clean the bottom of the plate, then mixed the vegetable soup with the steamed bun and put it into his mouth. After finishing the last bite, he held his belly and burped comfortably.
He said: "I have never tasted such delicious eggplant."
"Really?" An An smiled.
She didn't eat much tonight, but seeing her family eating happily made her even happier than eating it herself.
In fact, regardless of whether An An was in her previous life or this life, cooking played a huge role in her life.
No matter which life she is in, she hopes to do her best to make a good meal.
But in her previous life, she was just trying to please her. She hoped that her parents and grandpa would like her and pay more attention to her after eating the food she cooked.
This life is contentment.
As long as she eats delicious food, she will feel very happy.
She hopes to bring this happiness to others.
She also got her wish. After her second uncle and third uncle left home, they would indeed miss this meal for a long time.
"An'an, how did you do it?" Lu Wenqi felt incredible: "You are still so young, and the first time you cook, you are several times better than your grandma..."
Before Lu Wenqi finished speaking, he felt a chill on his back. He turned his head and met Wang Qiaoping's cold gaze.
Lu Wenqi:......
"Hey, hey hey..."
He laughed twice to ease his embarrassment.
"Of course, your grandma's cooking is also delicious."
"Grandma." An An went to pull Wang Qiaoping's clothes: "Grandma, don't be angry. From now on, An An will cook for you every day."
Wang Qiaoping was very happy when she heard this.
"Our family An'an is so good. Don't worry An'an. Grandma is not angry."
He looked so kind and cheerful here, but when he turned his head to look at the others, his eyes immediately became as sharp as knives.
"Did you hear? My granddaughter has to cook for me every day.
How many years have I had my granddaughter? I can now eat her food.
Look at you again, have you ever cooked me a bowl of noodles?
Huh, useless things, I really don’t know what the use is of feeding you?"
Originally, Wang Qiaoping was still a little reluctant to let go of her son, but now, she just wished that these two things would get away as soon as possible.
What is the use of raising a son?
It was enough for her to see her granddaughter every day.
**
Time flies by quickly, but in the blink of an eye, the day of separation comes.
The second uncle and the third uncle packed their things and were ready to leave home.
"Third uncle, third uncle..."
When An An chased him out, his third uncle was about to leave the village.
Huh, luckily I caught him.
Lu Yongjia and Lu Yongchang took their luggage and turned back three times. When they saw the little guy, their mood finally became clear.
"Third uncle, this is for you."
An An took out a red amulet and stuffed it into the third uncle's hand.
"This is an amulet. An An folded it himself. My third uncle wears it to keep you safe."
"Uncle Third, you must wear it on your body at all times. You cannot take it off."
It was in the shape of a red triangular bag, crooked, and so crudely made that it looked like it was made by An An himself.
Last night, An An suddenly noticed a black light on her third uncle's forehead, but when she touched it with her hand, she couldn't touch it.
She guessed that the bad things that her third uncle was going to encounter would only happen in a long time, so she couldn't touch them now.
so what should I do now?
An An then remembered the talisman that the white-bearded old man taught her to draw in her sleep.
So she got up in the middle of the night, picked up a pen, and started drawing, but no matter how she drew, she couldn't draw well. It wasn't until dawn in the morning that she finally drew a talisman, folded it into a triangle, and strung it with a red rope.
Send it to Third Uncle.
It was so dangerous. Fortunately, we caught up, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.
"You must wear it. Wear it all the time." An An emphasized again.
"Don't worry." Lu Yongchang said solemnly: "Uncle San keeps it close to his body and won't take it out even when he sleeps."
Are you kidding me?
My niece made it with her own hands, but even if he was asked to take it, he would still be reluctant to take it.
"An'an..."
At this time, Lu Yongjia squatted beside An An and called her softly.
"Um?"
An An turned around and found her second uncle looking at her expectantly.
"What's wrong? Second uncle, what can you do?"
Lu Yongjia:......
"It's nothing, it's just you. Have you forgotten anything?"
What has she forgotten?
"No."
Her most important thing since last night was to make an amulet for her third uncle.
"Second uncle, why do you ask me like this?"
"Oh, no...no..."
The Lu Yong family stood up in great disappointment. When they turned around, they saw Lu Yongchang giving him a very proud look and shaking the amulet hanging around his neck.
Lu Yong's family was in a very depressed mood.
Huh, what's there to be proud of? Isn't it just a peace charm?
**
Lu Yongchang and the Lu Yong family are gone.
The summer vacation is over, and it’s time for Zhou Yaqian to go back to school, and An An to start school as well.
Before An An went to school, her parents, grandparents, and parents were more nervous than she was.
Grandma bought new clothes, grandpa bought a new schoolbag, dad bought a new notebook, and mom bought a new notebook.
On the morning of school, I dressed up and appeared in front of everyone.
Lu Wenqi's eyes immediately turned red.
"My granddaughter has really grown up..."
He was obviously so small when he was born, just like a little mouse when held in his arms. How come he grew so big in the blink of an eye?
Wang Qiaoping cursed at the side: "Old man, why are you crying? Aren't you just going to school? It looks like something. This is a good thing. Our granddaughter is so smart, she wants to learn."
After he finished cursing, he couldn't help but turn around and wipe the corners of his eyes.
"Is it really going to be sent to school?"
After wiping her tears, she asked Zhou Yaqian without giving up.
"An'an is still so young. How can she not play at home for a few more years? How can she be sent to school so early? What if her classmates bully her?"
"mom……"
Que Yaqian was helpless: "Although An'an is five and a half years old, a little younger than her classmates, her mind and learning ability have fully reached the level of elementary school.
I used to be a teacher, you have to trust my judgment.
And she is so smart, who can bully her?"
"I know, it's just, it's just...
Even if An An is always at home, I'm used to it. Now that she goes to school, who will bring me water when I go to the fields? Who will light the fire for me when I cook? I...I..."
Wang Qiaoping kept talking, her nose felt sore again, and she couldn't say anything else.
Lu Yongguo looked on with a look of helplessness on his face.
His mother had been through all kinds of storms in her life. During the three difficult years, her family was almost starving to death, but she didn't panic at all. Instead, she would go out early in the morning and come back late at night to dance with others and beg for food for the three brothers.
Now I'm crying because my granddaughter is going to school...