Peasant Girl Reborn To Revenge

"I see. I'll follow you tonight." He Huan heard from Jiangnan Zheng that ye Ziqing is not only a good doctor, but also good at martial arts. She can't beat her even in the North War of the Yangtze River. Jiang Ying and others can press her to death with a finger.

"You should follow brother, or he will blame me for robbing his wife." Ye Ziqing joked.

"Are you afraid that I will be caught between you and the Northern War and affect your exchange of feelings?" Ye Ziqing drove away the tension at the bottom of her heart.

"We often get together. We don't exchange feelings these days, but you are different. My brother stays in the army all the year round. You should be like glue now. If you follow me, my brother will have an opinion." Ye Ziqing hugged her shoulder and laughed at her in a low voice.

"You are so bold that you dare to make fun of your eldest sister-in-law." He Huan gave her a gentle twist on her arm.

"Don't dare, don't dare. I offended my sister-in-law. Please forgive me." Ye Ziqing pretended to be a model and hugged her.

"Naughty." He Huan thinks Ye Ziqing is very interesting. No wonder she can subdue her little brother-in-law with poker face.

Over there, Jiangnan Zheng saw his wife giggling with Ye Ziqing. It seemed that their two brothers didn't have to worry about the problems between women in the future.

"Northern War, I may have to move, but the direction has not been determined." Jiangnan Zheng whispered.

"Is there a big direction?" Jiang Beizhan had long thought that he should change places, so he was not surprised to hear what he said.

"The possibility of central and southern China is greater, but until it is determined, all speculation does not count." Jiangnan Zheng pondered for a moment and said.

"Will you take your sister-in-law with you?" Jiang Beizhan was thinking that he Huan left, and there were only his father and mother at home. Jiang Jiang was often not at home. Would Zhang Han feel lonely at home alone?

"Wait until she has a baby. Anyway, the medical conditions in Kyoto are better." Although Jiangnan Zheng also wants to reunite husband and wife, the safety of his wife and children is the most important.

"It's right to think so. No matter where you're going or where you're new, you need to straighten out your work and deal with the relationship between superiors and subordinates. You certainly don't have much time to take care of your family. You might as well wait until your sister-in-law gives birth and your child gets older." Jiang Beizhan nodded.

Mr. Jiang saw that they were running their own affairs. The brothers of Jiangnan Zheng and he Huan communicated with the third generation who didn't talk to Da Fang. It seemed that they didn't want to deal with Jiang Yiping at all. His cousins were indifferent to this step. He was sad and introspecting his own educational methods at the same time.

During the Spring Festival, it was originally a good time for us to exchange feelings. We can take the opportunity to resolve any contradictions at ordinary times, but we didn't expect that the contradiction between the big room and the second room was deeper because of Wu Jiabao.

Jianghe has developed well, and the development of his three children is also very good. He doesn't have to worry about it, but none of the children in the big room is promising. It's really worrying. Unfortunately, they are blinded by shit. They not only don't have a good relationship with their cousins in the second room, but also point their finger at Jianghe, as if Jianghe owes them. How can they bear the Jiangnan expedition?

Will they still be seeing each other after a hundred years? Who's wrong, brother?

Because dinner is also a new year's Eve dinner. There are many dishes and the dinner time is relatively late. When firecrackers are set off, it is almost eight o'clock. Mrs. Jiang asked the nanny to bring the food to the table for dinner.

There were a lot of people. They opened two tables. The two elders took their son, daughter-in-law, their eldest granddaughter Jiang Ying and their eldest son Jiang Yiping, and the others sat at one table.

But Jiang Ying's son was so noisy that there was another person on the table. Shortly after the banquet, Zhang Han was impatient to squeeze with them, so she sat next to he Huan with a bowl and took care of him Huan. Occasionally, she had to clip a chopstick dish to Ye Ziqing.

"Mom, eat it yourself. The mutton tastes good. Eat more." Ye Ziqing took her a piece of coriander and fried mutton.

Ye Ziqing consigned the coriander back from Xingcheng, and Zhang Han also sent some to the courtyard. For example, the raw materials of fried shredded bamboo shoots and cold spinach on the table, and the winter bamboo shoots in the old duck winter bamboo shoot soup were sent by Zhang Han.

"I didn't expect grandpa to have so many green vegetables at home. The welfare of veteran cadres is really good. In this ice and snow, others only eat radishes, cabbage and potatoes, but we can eat so many green vegetables. It's really happy." Wu Jiabao said with envy.

His grandparents were ordinary citizens. Although his parents had some small achievements, they were also middle-level cadres of a large state-owned enterprise. Coupled with many brothers and sisters, the conditions at home were not good. Because of their outstanding appearance and sweet mouth, they somehow cheated Jiang Ying.

Although greenhouse planting has been promoted, it is still in the exploratory stage. Not only the number of greenhouses is small, but also the output is very low. The price of vegetables is more expensive than meat, and ordinary people can't afford it at all.

"This is not our quota. They brought it back from Star City in the Northern War." Mr. Jiang explained.

"They were really filial in the Northern War. They brought vegetables back so far." Wu Jiabao didn't expect that he would be wrong and flattered the horse's leg.

"There are many such vegetables in Xingcheng, and the price is very low. They are really kind. They bring some vegetables back to their grandparents from far away. My little sister is right. The richer the rich, the more stingy." Jiang Ying glanced and said.

Such green vegetables are rare in the north, but they are really not rare in Xingcheng. Only Ye Ziqing, who is not on the table, solemnly gives gifts.

"Jiang Ying, if you can't speak, don't say it. It's light ceremony and heavy friendship to send goose feathers thousands of miles. In the Northern War, they worked hard to send back so many green vegetables from Xingcheng, but they are nothing in your eyes. What did you bring us?" Old man Jiang asked sternly.

"Grandma, look at Grandpa... How can he do this? He knows that Jiabao has lost his job and compares us with those who are rich but unkind." Jiang Ying always wants wind and rain in this family. Where can she stand such grievances? She immediately looked at old lady Jiang with tears.

"Don't listen to your grandfather. Vegetables are only a few cents a kilogram in Xingcheng. It's a little out of hand. I can't compare with my eldest granddaughter. I brought back not only my son-in-law, but also a great grandson. This is the best gift for us." Old lady Jiang glared at her wife and comforted Jiang Ying with a warm voice.

"Beizhan and Ziqing, did you hear that? This vegetable is only a few cents a kilogram in Xingcheng. Others are not rare. In the future, there is no need to prepare this one, so as not to be thankless." What Zhang Han regrets most now is that she sent more than half of the vegetables, winter bamboo shoots and wax vegetables.