Became a poor little boy abandoned by his educated youth mother?

"This has to be arranged by the production team." An Panan said, patting his sister's head.

"I'll consider Yan's suggestion after the New Year. But, do you want to help me get the pig grass?" An Qingguo teased his niece.

"Uncle, you're so cunning for wanting to use child labor."

"I also want to contribute, but I'm worried that I won't be able to do even one work point a day. Wouldn't that disappoint you?" An Xueyan said, pointing to her small body.

"It's okay, you can add up the money from a few days, a little bit will add up to a lot, your uncle won't mind."

"Uncle, let's go help collect grass for the pigs so you can raise a few more next year!"

"Yes, I'll go too."

"And I."

When the other children heard this, they expressed their opinions.

"Okay, if anyone doesn't go next year, you won't be given any meat to eat." An Qingguo threatened.

Anyway, several of their brigade cadres have planned to raise a few more pigs next year, so it’s just right to use them to coax the children into working.

After eating the pig-killing dish, the whole family chatted until 9 o'clock in the evening.

As soon as the two families left, An Xueyan saw her father take out another bag from his bag. When he opened it, she saw chocolates inside.

"Dad, what is this?" An Honglei asked first, and An Xueyan looked at her father with her big eyes pretending not to know him.

"Is this chocolate?" An Qingyu said uncertainly. She had seen others eat it at school.

"Yes, this is chocolate, but there wasn't much left so I didn't take it out. You three can keep it." An Qingping said to them with a smile.

Zhang Guihua saw that the delicate look was not cheap, so she pursed her lips and turned away.

This pack only contains about ten or so pills, and no matter how generous he is, he still wants to give his children more.

"Hehe, thank you, Third Brother. Don't worry, I will take good care of Yanyan and Shitou." An Qingyu knew that he was able to get this by luck, so he decided to treat his nephews and nieces better in the future.

"Thank you, Dad. You are the best dad in the world." An Xueyan was moved by her old father again.

"Thank you, Dad!" The eldest son An Honglei was much more reserved.

Since it was almost time to go to bed, I asked them to save the food for tomorrow and took my son back to their home. The kang there had been heated in advance.

Whenever An Qingping returned home, An Qingyu would sleep with An Xueyan, and the old couple would sleep in the same room.

"The third brother buys expensive things every now and then. I guess he has spent all the money he earns. How will he live in the future?" Zhang Guihua complained to her husband. She had just seen the high-end goods and had to endure it without saying anything. She could only turn a blind eye and go back to the house.

But he couldn't help it in front of his wife.

"Look, they even bought foreign goods. Those foreign things must be extremely expensive." It makes me sad just thinking about it.

"The third brother knows what's going on. He can't let his children live a hard life in the future. It's impossible for him to dote on his daughter like that." An Youliang said calmly.

The third son must not have been earning that meager salary for all these years outside, so he is still confident in his son's work.

"He doesn't want to get married either. The third son was hurt by that woman. He is still so young. What will happen in the future?" Zhang Guihua was worried when she thought of her third son.

"If he doesn't want to get married now, then wait another two years and see. He probably hasn't recovered yet." An Youliang still hopes his son will remarry.

The old couple chattered about family matters.

In the next room, the aunt and nephew were lying on the kang.

"Aunt, why did you put this chocolate on the kang? How can we eat it if it melts?" An Xueyan was speechless when she saw her aunt putting the chocolate she got under her pillow.

Don’t you even look at where they sleep? This is the head of the kang. They won’t be a mess when they wake up tomorrow morning.

"Can't this be baked?" An Qingyu was confused.

She just wanted to put it under her pillow to feel real, and she was also someone who could eat chocolate.

"It definitely can't be baked. Have you ever seen sugar baked?" An Xueyan felt that this kid was a little stupid.

He suggested, "Why don't you try one to see how it tastes."

Otherwise, she felt that her aunt would not be able to sleep at night if she didn't eat.

After hearing what An Xueyan said, An Qingyu's greed was aroused and he felt itchy.

Licking his lips, he said, "Then we'll take one, half each."

As he said this, he carefully peeled off the wrapper of a chocolate, took out the chocolate, and put the wrapper away carefully.

"I won't eat it. I'm afraid of tooth decay." An Xueyan covered herself with the quilt and shook her head to refuse.

"Aunt, eat quickly so you can sleep well." Maybe you can even have a sweet dream.

Seeing that she really didn't want to eat, An Qingyu didn't force her. There was still some left, so she took a small bite and tasted it with squinting eyes.

The taste in her mouth surprised her. "Why is it bitter?"

"Try to savor it carefully."

I took a bigger bite and it tasted bitter yet sweet, and I thought it was quite delicious.

"Delicious." She could only express it with these two straightforward words.

At night, An Qingyu was reluctant to rinse her mouth after taking a bite, and fell asleep with the lingering aroma of chocolate in her mouth.

...An Xueyan, as long as you are happy!

She'd better go to bed early to avoid growing taller.

The next day, An Xueyan ate the braised pork ribs she ordered. Her grandmother kept complaining that she didn't know how to live while cooking.

If this is stewed in a pot, it can make a big dish. Now it is just a small plate, not enough for a few bites, but I still made it according to her required steps.

In this day and age, pure natural pork tastes good as long as you are not a clumsy person.

An Qingyu ate it and said she would make it again next time she had the chance.

An Honglei ate without even raising his head.

Seeing the children eating so happily, Zhang Guihua was quite proud of her cooking skills.

"I was saying how could the cooking not be delicious? The taste was just average before because I just didn't put enough effort into it. I was too busy."

"Well, I knew you were a delicious cook when I first met you," Grandpa An affirmed.

"I learned from a master chef at that time, so it must be good." I only learned one dish.

Then he said confidently: "It's only the current conditions that have delayed my craftsmanship."

"Yeah, grandma, you are a buried talent." An Xueyan flattered her unconscionably, completely forgetting the fact that she was the one doing the talking and her grandma was the one doing the fighting.

"Is that so? Then grandma, you should cook more carefully in the future. Otherwise, after eating spareribs today, I'm afraid I won't be able to eat something as delicious next time." An Honglei believed it.

Zhang Guihua...

An Qingyu just focused on eating, trying hard to suppress the upturned corners of her mouth so that no one would notice.

"Aunt, your face is buried in the bowl, and there is rice on your nose." An Honglei looked up and saw the rice grains on the nose of the aunt opposite him and kindly reminded her.

"Shi Tou, come and eat. Why are you so talkative today?" An Qingyu picked up some rice and put a piece of vegetable in his nephew's mouth to cover it.

After dinner, An Xueyan left her brother and went for a stroll in the village with her aunt. After all, her brother had set a target!

Just study hard at home!