Disastrous year!Before the whole family is wiped out, a little blessing falls from the sky!

Chapter 8 My third uncle is a gambler?
"Father, open the door, I'm back!"

The whimpering north wind was blowing, and there was a faint cry.

Tai Yonglu and Tai Yongyue were young, with sharp ears, they jumped up and shouted almost at the same time.

"Is it the third uncle?!"

"Third Uncle is back!"

The two boys felt like their butts were on fire, they opened the door and rushed out.

Tai Jizu also walked out, and said with a smile, "The two boys miss his third uncle the most!"

Yang Lihua scolded, "They want the delicious food his third uncle brought back!"

Liu Dongniang couldn't help laughing, and replied, "I don't know if the third child has eaten, I'll go to the kitchen and light the fire."

On the contrary, Old Master Tai snorted coldly, "Don't worry about it, he hangs out in the city, he's afraid that he has wine and meat every day, and looks down on the corn bread at home!"

Zhuzhu didn't know what her third uncle looked like, so she stretched her body and looked outside.

But the jacket and trousers she was wearing were a bit thick, and she was unstable and almost fell off the stool.

Grandpa Tai picked up his granddaughter and hugged her in his arms.

At this time, Tai Yonglu and Tai Yongyue walked in surrounded by a man.

The man looks to be in his 20s, has a natural smile, is not tall, wears a clean jacket and trousers with no patches, and his hair is neatly combed. He looks like he is a steward of a wealthy family.

But if you look closely, his coat sleeves are frayed, his eyes are bloodshot, and his face is yellow...

This is the third child of the Tai family, Tai Jiye who has great ambitions to get rich.

He knelt down and kowtowed to the old man, shouting loudly, "Dad, my son is back to see you! How are you these days?"

The old man didn't look at him at all, and responded coldly, "I have a son who is a gangster, am I okay?"

Tai Jiye wasn't angry either. After all, he was used to being scolded by his father for so many years.

He climbed up with a smile and looked up to see his little niece.

Most of the little blue and purple "horns" on Zhuzhu's head have disappeared, but they can still be seen.

Moreover, she had grown white and fat, and the swelling became more and more eye-catching.

Tai Jiye's expression changed immediately, and he shouted, "What happened to Zhuzhu? Who bullied her?"

Zhuzhu was blinking her big eyes, looking at this uncle, her small eyes were full of frustration.

The anger on this uncle's head is also black!
Baby is so difficult!
There is one more person to protect...

Grandpa Tai was afraid that his younger son would scare his granddaughter, but he was glad that he knew he was protecting the child, so he said, "Zhuzhu fell on her head, but she is also awake, and now she can talk, so she is not stupid!"

"Really?!" Tai Jiye was overwhelmed with surprise, he rushed forward to shake the little niece's hand and teased him away.

"Zhuzhu, I am Third Uncle. Call me Third Uncle and Third Uncle will bring you something delicious!"

Tai Yonglu and Tai Yongyue had already swallowed for a long time, and they also encouraged their sister to call someone.

Grandpa Tai picked up the cigarette pipe and pot, and the son and grandson who knocked him ran away with their heads in their arms.

"What are you shouting about? If you dare to scare Zhuzhu, I will break your legs!"

Zhuzhu hid in her grandpa's arms, looking at her uncle and brother in embarrassment, giggling, and kicking her legs happily!

Tai Jiye was itching to see it, and wanted to hug his niece, but knew that he couldn't grab his father, so he had to quickly take out the package he brought back.

The package contained two catties of white rice and a box of mung bean cakes!
The family members are all pleasantly surprised. It’s good to be full of corn bread on weekdays. During the Chinese New Year, I didn’t have a meal of white rice porridge.

These two catties of white rice are really rare.

There is also mung bean cake, although it is the simplest and cheapest kind in dim sum shops, but it also costs thirty or forty Wen.

"Why did the third child spend money to buy these? If there is a surplus in wages, he must save up for the dowry..." When Yang Lihua married into Tai's family, Tai Jiye, the uncle, was still a child.

The eldest sister-in-law is like a mother, she can't help nagging a few more words.

Tai Jiye took the mung bean cake, first gave Zhuzhu, and then each nephew stuffed a piece.

Including Tai Yongan and Tai Yongning who just came out of the East House.

He waved his hand nonchalantly and coaxed his sister-in-law, "Sister-in-law, don't worry about it. When I get rich in the future, it will be too easy to marry a daughter-in-law. At that time, I will marry two, one will help you sew clothes, and the other will help your second sister-in-law cook! Rest and do nothing!"

Everyone couldn't laugh or cry, and didn't know what to say.

But old man Tai was not polite, and scolded his son, "You are just helping other people's shops in the city to collect some leather and mountain goods, and it would be nice if you can eat enough, what a fortune!

"Come back home as soon as spring begins, and follow your elder brother to farm! Stop daydreaming all day long, idle around, and not do business!"

Tai Jizu was afraid that his brother's face would be embarrassing, so he hurriedly wanted to say a few words for him.

In the end, Zhuzhu brought the mung bean cake to grandpa's mouth.

The adorable milk dumplings are so filial and sensible, and they won’t forget their elders even after a good bite.

The old man was so coaxed that he smiled happily and did not bother to discipline his son.

Tai Jiye saw it strangely, and finally believed that his little niece was not stupid!

At this time, Mr. Tai and several villagers heard the news and came over to chat with Tai Jiye and ask about what was happening in the city.

Yang Lihua swiftly put away the rice and snack boxes, and Liu Dongniang also carried a pot of hot water and a few pottery bowls to entertain the guests.

Zhuzhu was hugged by her brothers and rushed to the east room.

Zhuzhu was holding half a piece of mung bean cake, eating sweetly and earnestly, her little face was bulging like a hamster.

As a result, I changed my place as soon as I looked up...

In the hall, Tai Jiye was eloquent, and a few words made Tai Sanye and the villagers happy.

He talked about the lively marriages of rich families in the city, and how a gang of kidnappers came from the south and took advantage of the chaos and stole two children.

Occasionally, I would look up and see my father smoking an empty pipe and pot, but he would not look up and ignore him.

He rolled his eyes and changed the subject.

"I heard that Huang Maozi from the north went to the border to cause trouble again."

Sure enough, everyone was surprised when they heard this, and the old man also raised his head.

The so-called red-haired sons are people from the Raksha country outside the northern pass.

Because most of them have blond hair and skin as white as ghosts, they got this name.

Satisfied, Tai Jiye continued, "It's snowing a lot this year, and these yellow-haired boys are probably very hungry, so they want to come to our place to grab some food."

Mr. Tai San replied, "It's just a small fight again. It happens every year. They don't feel tired. We are all tired of hearing it."

The rest of the villagers also responded one after another.

"That's right, the city wall at our border gate is so high, it's hard to think about it."

"Whether they are stupid or not, we have to weigh them several times every year."

Tai Jiye quickly waved his hand and retorted, "That's not the case this time. Huang Maozi came with 600 people and fought a good battle with the border guards."

"How do you know? It's all rumors, right?" Third Master Tai still didn't believe it.

Tai Jiye was a little anxious, so he yelled casually, "Of course I know! The little lieutenant of the city defense battalion in the state capital gambled with me last night. He said it all, and he can't be wrong!"

Everyone wanted to nod subconsciously, but their heads froze before they could move.

Old Master Tai's face was as cold as frost. He held up the pipe and pot in his hand, bit his molars and cursed, "Damn boy, the family is starving to death, and you're actually gambling outside!"

It was too late for Tai Jiye to swallow the words back, so he had to change his words quickly.

"Dad, I didn't gamble, I was just watching the excitement!"

(End of this chapter)