"Brother and sister-in-law! Why are you here? Xiaoxiao, do you have any more steamed buns?"

Fan Xiuying knew that her daughter had done it on purpose as soon as she saw three steamed buns with two-sided noodles coming out of the pot.

"Mom, our family is out of food. We have to wait until next month to get the food book to buy food. When my grandma came, I took out all the food. Don't scold me, I won't eat it! Give it all to my grandma, otherwise

Leave one more for my dad.

I didn’t expect my uncle and aunt to come, uncle and auntie, otherwise you can just make do with a meal, drink some cornmeal paste and have pickles, and my mother and I won’t eat it.”

Uncle Wang Laocheng has the nerve to tell his niece not to eat because they both have to eat.

He waved his hands hastily, "No, no! I came down from dinner with your eldest aunt! We have eaten, you eat! You eat."

Feng Guihua glared at Jiang Laocheng, it was always like this, if you want face, you can eat it.

But for the sake of my son's job, I can only hold my breath and say it.

"Yes! We have eaten, we have eaten."

Jiang Xiaoxiao burst into laughter upon hearing this.

"Uncle and auntie, you are so kind. Mom, hurry up and eat! I'm hungry, and so is grandma."

He turned around and served Fan Xiuying a bowl of paste, and then served himself a bowl.

"Grandma, Mom, hurry up and eat. Why are you standing still?"

Put the chopsticks into Fan Xiuying's hand and the spoon into the old lady's hand.

"Eat, grandma, are you hungry?"

The old lady looked at her granddaughter who had a sweet mouth. She asked the child to say everything and what else could she say.

I still don’t understand my son and daughter-in-law! I definitely haven’t eaten.

But I couldn't say anything even if I forced my granddaughter to do so.

This kid is really awesome.

The eighteenth transformation of women.

This granddaughter is quite awesome.

The old lady sighed and said something else.

If you don't eat one meal, you won't starve to death.

Besides, they still have people to ask for.

The meal is finished.

Fan Xiuying finished washing and tidying up.

As soon as I entered the house, the old lady called for someone.

"Lao San's family, come sit here and let me tell you something! If I tell you, I'll tell San'er! Just tell him when he comes back. Don't say anything to San'er. I know it's a good idea.

He listens to whatever I say."

Fan Xiuying felt nervous.

The old lady is here.

what to do?

what to do?

Uncle Jiang Laocheng looked at the old lady and waited for her to speak.

That's not why they came here.

It was rare for Feng Guihua to greet Fan Xiuying in a good voice.

"Brothers and sisters, come and sit."

Fan Xiuying had a sullen face and felt uncomfortable. The fire in her heart could not be suppressed.

I knew their house was being robbed.

Still grab it openly.

Who doesn’t know how difficult it is to replace a job?

They are all children and relatives, and they still have children at home.

Just let someone else take your place.

Who is happy.

"From the third family, you know that the street has started to sign up for educated youth to go to the countryside, right?"

The old lady spoke.

"Know!"

Nowadays, there are not many households making trouble because of this.

"It's good to know! Your family is made of stone, right?"

Of course the old lady knew that, since the couple cared so much about their little girl, it was natural that the son should go.

The eldest brother has gone to the countryside, the second brother has taken over the job and got married. Now only the grandson and this granddaughter are left.

The old lady was able to be persuaded by her eldest daughter-in-law not only because she felt that her grandson could not take over the job anyway.

This job is in vain. It is better to let my eldest grandson take over. After all, we are all members of the same family.

"Grandma, it's not my brother who's going, it's me who's going! I've already signed up, how did you know that? Did you know that I've signed up when you came today? I'll be leaving in a few days, so you came here specifically to see me. I knew that

Grandma loves me the most."

Jiang Xiaoxiao hugged the old lady's arm, and they were so affectionate, as if they really had a good relationship.

He looked up at the old lady with a smile on his face.

The look on his face was full of affection.

The old lady was startled.

Feng Guihua from the old family was also dumbfounded.

"What? Are you going? Brothers and sisters, you don't love Xiaoxiao the most, why do you let Xiaoxiao go this time?"

Shouldn't it be Jiang Shitou?

Feng Guihua was anxious.

If Jiang Shitou doesn't go!

And what happened to their family Zhiyong?

They had made a good calculation, and without Jiang Shitou standing in their way, their work would be a success.

What's going on now!

"Well, let's go Xiaoxiao this time!"

Fan Xiuying looked at her mother-in-law who opened her mouth but couldn't speak, and the surprised expression on Feng Guihua's face, as ugly as if she had eaten shit.

I understood instantly.

This is their plan.

By cooperating with his son and leaving, he complied with their wishes.

I couldn't help but take a look at Xiaoxiao, wondering if this child could have been cured long ago.

This comes and goes, and everything is sorted out.

"No, brother and sister, your family is so arrogant and squeamish, how can you go to the countryside, how can you bear it! How can you be so cruel! Xiaoxiao, your mother favors boys over girls, and your eldest aunt is too

Feeling aggrieved for you?"

Feng Guihua couldn't wait to stir up trouble immediately and make Jiang Xiaoxiao and Fan Xiuying make trouble, so he quickly changed the name.

We can't let them succeed, otherwise there will be nothing wrong with them.

Fan Xiuying's face turned green. What does patriarchal preference mean?

This happens in other families, even the uncle's family.

There is really no such thing in their family. They always only feel sorry for their daughter, but never for their son.

He even came to their house to stir up trouble. He seemed anxious.

Jiang Xiaoxiao shook his head, with a look of disbelief, "Auntie, it doesn't matter, I have to go alone. I forced my parents to agree. I want to go. My third brother happens to take over my dad's job.

I don't want to work in a textile factory.

Going to the countryside is glorious, and working people are the most glorious."

Shouting slogans is a bit unfamiliar.

But this era requires it.
To be continued...