The couple made a living in the 1950s.

In the living room on the other side, Lin Hanyu gently held the hand of his second daughter-in-law on her leg.

"Leilei, the matter of having children is up to you and your spouse to decide."

As she spoke, she tilted her head and looked at her eldest daughter-in-law who was sitting on the sofa on the other side.

"Xiaoou, the same goes for you two sisters-in-law. It's up to you two young couples to decide how many children you want to have."

"Your father-in-law and I don't care about these things. We have grandchildren now. For us, we have both sons and daughters."

"it is good."

"it is good."

Li Fanglei and Meng Xiaoou could tell from their mother-in-law's expression that it was not fake.

My heart also gradually calmed down.

Bai Ye, who was sitting in the kitchen at this moment, had no idea what his wife was saying in the living room.

He watched his eldest son work while playing with his three grandchildren.

Dabao turned around and saw his father sitting there leisurely teasing his son.

I resigned myself to my fate and continued washing the potatoes in the enamel basin.

"Dad, I just came back and met Wang Lai Di."

"She said that after the new year, electricity will be available in our alley when we go back to work."

"Did she say that?"

"Ah."

"That's pretty good. Over the years, every time we turn on the power, we encounter some problems, big or small, but in the end, nothing is resolved."

"I haven't turned on the lights at home for so many years, and I don't know if they can still be used."

As he spoke, he stood up, holding his eldest grandson and walked to the kitchen light.

When he renovated his house, he deliberately installed wall lamps, otherwise the height would be higher and the wattage of the lamps would be lower.

Even if the lights are installed, it is likely that you will not be able to see the objects clearly.

The main house faces north and south, and the four stoves in the kitchen are built in a row against the east wall.

Above the stove, there is an electric light on the north wall and another on the south wall.

After the electricity is turned on, you can see the food in the pot clearly at night without putting a kerosene lamp on the stove.

There are two other wall lamps in the kitchen, one on the east wall, and below the lamp is the workbench against the west wall.

When it gets dark, you can turn on the lights and don’t have to worry about not being able to see while cutting vegetables.

There is also a wall lamp installed in the stairwell leading to the second floor of the kitchen.

The house is filled with old French-style wall lamps from the Republic of China period, with brass lamp frames and white spherical lampshades, which looked simple and elegant at the time.

Even if I wipe these lamps every day, it will take nearly thirty years.

They have long lost their color and luster.

"Ah Yun, Yi Yi, would you like to go to the living room with Grandpa?"

"No, I want to stay here with my uncle."

"Uncle is alone."

"Okay, then grandpa is going out."

"Dabao glanced at his father's back, then lowered his head and continued washing the vegetables in his hands."

For the New Year’s Eve dinner, we still eat copper hotpot as in previous years.

However, the dumplings that were to be prepared at night had already been prepared by only Lin Hanyu and Bai Ye from the beginning.

It was now prepared by the children together, and neither of them had to help.

In the kitchen, Dabao finally placed the copper pot in the middle of the dining table and came out to look at his two little nieces who were still sitting in the kitchen.

"Ah Yun, Yi Yi."

"Go tell grandpa and grandma to come over for dinner."

Upon hearing this, the two little guys put the bowls of meat in their hands on the stove.

They left the kitchen hand in hand.

Dabao couldn't help but take a look at their greasy hands intertwined together.

I feel a little annoyed. I think mom will wash the hands of the two little ones first later.

Thinking of this, he turned around and walked to the tap in the northwest corner of the kitchen.

Scoop a ladle of cold water from the water tank under the faucet and pour it into the enamel wash basin.

He went to the stove again, picked up the aluminum pot lid, scooped a ladle of hot water from the big iron pot and poured it into the enamel washbasin.

He even reached out to feel the water temperature before starting to wash his hands.

The washbasin rack in the kitchen at home has never been moved.

It has been placed here since he was a child so that it is convenient for cooking and washing hands.

In the living room on the other side, Lin Hanyu looked at the greasy hands of her two granddaughters with an unchanged expression on her face.

"Uncle, you didn't wash our hands for our two little darlings."

"Uncle is busy cooking."

These two little ones know how to protect their uncle.

Lin Yu glanced at the two happy little girls, smiled and led them to the bathroom to wash their hands.

The eldest grandson and the second grandson are not very old, and the second grandson is a little baby who is just over a month old.

Now, the two sons and the eldest daughter-in-law do more of the housework in the kitchen.

But most of the time when we have plenty of time, we do housework together.

These two little girls always stay with whoever is alone at home.

I don’t know what those little heads are thinking.