After Wang Zhongtian finished speaking, he left in a hurry, impatient to discuss with Wang Zhuguo the solution proposed by Wang Manyin.

"Man Yin, if you want me to say that you still have a brilliant mind, educated people are different, unlike us big bastards who spend their entire lives working hard." Li Dongliang said with emotion.

Wang Manyin opened the teacup he carried with him, took a sip of the hot tea, "Uncle Dongliang, I'm just talking nonsense like this, I don't know if it will work."

Li Dongliang sighed, "If only my two bastards could be half as good as you."

Wang Manyin said bluntly: "Uncle Dongliang, if you want me to say that your two sons are really worthless, you have spent half your life raising them and ended up with two white-eyed wolves. I feel worthless for you from the bottom of my heart."

Li Dongliang lowered his head, "Actually, I don't blame them, they are soft-tempered and listen to the women at home in everything."

Chen Minghao sneered, "Well, the elders in northern Shaanxi are actually afraid of their own mother-in-law. It really makes people laugh when they say it."

Zhang Wansan also showed a look of contempt on his face, "I was blind when I married my daughter-in-law, and the two evil daughter-in-laws didn't allow their men to be filial. Huh, if this was in the past, they would be punished with a divorce letter." Make it clear."

They really felt worthless for Li Dongliang. They worked so hard to bring up their two sons alone, and took over the son who had worked so hard to raise them, but they were actually controlled by two women.

They have also heard of these two women, they are full of vigor and quite strong, and they are not willing to be the masters of the slightest loss at home and abroad.

Perhaps because there are two brothers in the family, they feel that whoever provides for Li Dongliang will make their family suffer.

Such a mother-in-law and daughter-in-law are really rare here.

Of course, Li Dongliang's son is so weak, which is also very rare in northern Shaanxi.

Li Dongliang listened to their grievances, took a puff of dry cigarette, and shook his head, "Forget it, I will bear the sins I made, and I don't care about their filial piety."

"But your grandson must be hugged by you." Zhang Wansan said.

Li Dongliang's face suddenly became more bitter. He had already been disappointed with his two sons, but he still loved his two grandsons. Unfortunately, even in the same village, he didn't have much chance to see the two grandsons.

Normally, only he can hug his grandson in the name of delivering food to them.

Naturally, the villagers knew about these things, so Chen Minghao sarcastically said, "I've never heard of it. When grandpa sees his grandson, he has to carry something with him."

It seemed that the more he thought about it, the more angry he became, he whispered: "Uncle Dongliang, if you feel bad, how about we help you out, teach those two brats a lesson, and let him know what filial piety is."

Li Dongliang raised his head sharply, "You don't dare to do this, Haozi, we can't do immoral things, don't put yourself in it."

Chen Minghao cut it short, "Yin Zi and I have done a lot of things before, so to put it bluntly, you are still soft-hearted."

Li Dongliang didn't want to say any more, so he quickly changed the subject and talked about other topics.

The bitter cold wind was blowing tirelessly on the Dongla River, and the group of children glide happily on the ice as if they didn't know how to get tired.

Zhang Wansan took the lead to take his children home, and Chen Minghao also went to tell the children to prepare to leave.

Li Dongliang came purely to join in the fun. Seeing that everyone around him walked away, he leaned over and whispered: "Man Yin, I beg you to do something."

"Well, uncle, just say it."

"I want to lend you two taels of pork, and a catty of white bread for some dumplings. I don't have any money now, how about I return it to you after a year?" Li Dongliang said bravely.

Wang Manyin pursed his lips, "Uncle, I have pork, and I can take it out even if you borrow half a catty, let alone white noodles, it's okay to give it to you, but you have to tell me, you ate these dumplings yourself. Do not?"

"If you eat by yourself, you don't dare to mention this borrowed word. You helped our family a lot when you were young, and I should respect you."

Li Dongliang met Wang Manyin's gaze, and said with a sneer: "It must be me who eats it by myself, and there is no one else at home. Who else can eat it except me?"

Wang Manyin took a deep look at him, "Okay, then this meat and white noodles are equivalent to my New Year's greetings for you. Uncle, you don't need to say more. If you want to make an excuse, I won't have it."

Li Dongliang opened his mouth and said dejectedly: "Man Yin, let me tell you what is in my heart. Why do I eat dumplings when I am old? I want to make some for my two grandchildren so that they can have a lively New Year."

"You, if I don't pay it back, I will feel bad."

Wang Manyin didn't say any more, "Uncle, if you have time, come and get it at home, and I'll go to Haozi's house for dinner at noon later."

Li Dongliang agreed, turned and left in a silent manner, the worn-out padded jacket seemed unable to block the cold wind, and his hunched figure seemed to be blown down at any time.

"Dad, did Uncle say that he will eat meat at his house at noon?" Matsukawa Matsuze ran over on short legs and asked with his head raised.

Wang Manyin picked them up and touched their cold faces, "Yes, let's go to your uncle's house to eat some meat, and we will eat some more later, and we will eat it all for him."

Matsukawa Matsuze giggled a few times, then pouted and said, "Father, a lot of people kissed us just now, it's so annoying."

"Who kisses you?"

Matsukawa Matsuze pointed to the little girls with shofar braids on the Dongla River, some were five or six years old, some were eight or nine years old, "Hey, they are the ones who want to kiss us all the time."

Wang Manyin laughed loudly and patted their heads, "It means they like you."

"But they haven't brushed their teeth, and they haven't washed their faces, and haven't put on fragrance. I don't want them to kiss me."

Wang Manyin pinched their little faces, "Don't say these words in front of others in the future, it will make others sad."

Chen Minghao was holding Xiao Wenwen in his hands, Wang Manyin was holding the twin sons, Dahai and Yang Le walked in front, and they came to Chen Minghao's home.

As soon as he arrived at home, Chen Minghao found two middle-aged men standing in the cave, and their expressions turned cold instantly.

"Second Uncle, Third Uncle, you are here, what's the matter?" Chen Minghao said lightly.

The second uncle and the third uncle looked at each other, and said with a smile: "Haozi, the family is really out of food, we want to see if we can borrow ten catties of white flour from you."

Chen Minghao sneered, turned his head and said, "Qiaozhen, go and pack five catties of sorghum noodles for the second uncle and the third uncle."

The faces of the second uncle and the third uncle instantly became extremely ugly, "Haozi, five catties of sorghum noodles, you sent a beggar, have you forgotten that we hugged you when we were young?"

Chen Minghao said lightly: "I remember, I still remember that after my father died, I went to borrow food from you, and you also gave me five catties of sorghum noodles at that time."

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