The adults were talking in the main hall, and the children were not allowed to come in outside.
Jiang Fubao, the youngest, couldn’t get in, so she stretched her head, cushioned her feet, and quietly hid by the window and peeked at her.
“I have sent the people. The two sisters and my family are destined to be together. Are you willing to raise them? I know that this is your family matter after all, but these two children are really pitiful. My daughter is intimate with them and can’t bear to be sent back to her grandmother’s house to suffer.
If you don’t want to raise them, I will take them back and let them be my playmates. Of course, I will not let them become slaves. When I get old, I will release them to marry. Everything depends on your plan.”
Since my daughter came back, Yun Lan held her hand wherever she went.
I was afraid that if a daughter would disappear again if she didn’t pay attention.
Even if you sit down.
The two were also stuck together.
“Raising, I must raise my granddaughter. Mrs. Yun, don’t worry, I won’t send them back. Not only that, I will also bring my eldest granddaughter. I really can’t trust this kind of conscience. I’m afraid that once the money is spent, the Sun family will start to have the idea of my eldest granddaughter again.
Alas, I’m talking too much, it’s all family sluts. Thank you for saving my Jiang family’s children. Thank you very much. Without you, they don’t know if they can live to the age of their lives. Laidi, Dead Girl, you two kneel down with me and kowtow to Mrs. Yun to thank you.”
Zhang Jinlan was full of gratitude, and she knelt on the ground with the two sisters.
Kowtow.
Yunlan immediately stood up and helped her up.
“No, don’t kowtow, you are older than me. Isn’t kowtow to me a long life? Since you want to raise this, you can take these fifty taels well. After all, there are two more children, and the situation is not good now. I just treat this money as the meal I paid for the two children. I hope you can raise them well.”
Yun Lan raised her chin to the maid.
The latter took out a purse and stuffed it to Zhang Jinlan.
“No, no, no, we can’t accept it. My family lives well. I opened a shop in the town. You are their savior. How can we collect your money? This is like, I really can’t accept it. Take it back. Everyone, go to the backyard to catch two hens and kill them for a barbecue.
The second family, please make more noodles, and make more cold noodles later. Mrs. Yun, there is nothing in our family that can treat you. Please don’t dislike some simple food, just stay for a simple meal, otherwise I will be really uneasy. I don’t know how to repay such a great kindness.”
The prepared meat, vegetables and cold noodles are just enough for the whole family, but with so many people coming to the Yun family, that’s not enough.
Zhang Jinlan was cruel and decided to kill two more hens.
Seeing her sincere rejection, Yun Lan had to ask the maid to take back her purse.
“Cool noodles? Is it a cold noodle soup? What is barbecue? When I was hunting with my friends, I had roasted rabbits and roasted chicken, but except for the fishy smell, it was not delicious and not delicious.”
Fang Changyi kept standing behind his mother and sister without saying a word.
Hearing Zhang Jinlan talk about barbecue and cold noodles, he asked in confusion.
“Cold noodles are not cold noodles, but the cooked noodles become cold after water, so that the noodles will become chewy. Then mix them cold, add shredded cucumbers, etc., which tastes sweet and sour, and the barbecue is completely different from what you said at the young master. I can’t explain it clearly. You will know when you eat it later.”
Zhang Jinlan smiled kindly.
Sold it for a moment.
“Mom, just stay and eat. Laidi said that her grandmother’s cooking is delicious.”
Fang Wanru shook her mother’s arm.
Yun Lan, who wanted to refuse, had to change her mind.
Agreed.
The Jiang family continues to be busy.
The main room was hot, and the Fang family moved out of it and sat with Jiang Fubao.
Yunlan saw Jiang Fubao, who was white, fat and very beautiful, and she couldn’t like it.
“You guys raised this child so well. How old are you now?”
Yun Lan asked holding Jiang Fubao’s hand.
“Aunt Yun, I’m already three years old.”
Before Zhang Jinlan could answer, Jiang Fubao stretched out three thick and short fleshy fingers and said with a whisper.