When Yuan Dashuo heard the noise, he turned around and saw that his daughter was back. He happily stepped forward, opened his hands and laughed loudly: "Hey, who is this? Isn't this our second girl back? Come here and let dad weigh it.

Weigh it."

The man's arms were very strong, and he picked her up firmly and steadily. His tone was full of joy, which showed that he really loved his daughter and really wanted her.

Yuanman stayed in the arms of cheap daddy, still a little stunned, and then twisted her body uncomfortably. She had never been hugged like this before.

Yuan Dashuo felt the movement of his daughter, lowered his head and asked: "Come on, let's go have dinner. My two girls are so hungry. What's the matter? Aren't you happy that daddy is back?"

Yuan Man glanced at the dark but handsome young man in front of him, who was full of masculinity, then shook his head quickly and said crisply: "I haven't washed my hands yet. Grandma will be angry if she sees it."

Only then did Yuandashuo think of his finicky mother. He smiled bitterly and said, "Look, I forgot about it now. Okay, let's go. Let's wash our hands right now. Dad will scoop some water for you."

The young man did not put Yuan Man down even after saying this, and directly carried the little girl in his arms to the water tank.

There is a small canal next to the Yuan family's large water tank, as is the case in every household in Qingshan Village. The water used for daily washing flows from the small canal to the large canal outside, and then into the river.

Yuan Man let Yuan Dashuo put her down, then bent down into the kitchen to scoop up half a spoonful of hot water, and mixed it with some cold water, and then personally washed her little hands. The tall man, even if he was squatting, still looked like the young Yuan Man.

It looks like a small mountain as far as the eye can see.

But Yuanman was not afraid, but felt a little uncomfortable. She was not a real child. In her last life, she had just grown up and had never enjoyed any family affection. In ancient times, marriages were early, and this father was only in his twenties.

So it was really embarrassing for her to wash her hands in front of a young man who she could call brother.

I'm also afraid that if she adopts a character that is inconsistent with her original character, it will arouse suspicion. After all, the relationship between father and daughter is very good.

Yuanman could only look left and right to divert his attention.

Only then did she realize that there was no one in the small kitchen, and what was left was the smell of food and firewood.

Not very loud voices came from the main room. She must have been delayed in getting the treasure in the afternoon. So the family members at home were already seated in the main room.

Yuan Da washed Yuan Man's hands neatly and looked at the dry little hands that were still dripping with water. It was cold and he felt distressed but could not find anything to wipe his daughter's hands with.

He simply reached out and took out his inner clothes, wiped Yuan Man's little hands clean, and then led her into the main room.

Yuanman was still stunned by this cheap dad's operation.

His eyes fell on the wet marks on the hem of his clothes that had fallen carelessly on the outside. But the owner was obviously unmoved, as it should be.

It gave Yuanman an indescribable feeling in his heart.

It's a pity that she never enjoyed family affection in her last life, but what does this mean?

Did she get something she had never experienced before in vain?

I have to say, it is indeed quite touching.

Yuanman put away his eyes, lowered his head and didn't know what to think.

When the first one and the second one entered the main room, the chatter inside stopped.

Yuan Man finally came to his senses, but did not raise his head. Could it be that she was going to be punished because she came back late?

Unexpectedly, Yuantianji actually spoke. His voice was hoarse and old-fashioned, but his tone was quite gentle: "Man is back? Come sit down and eat."

Yuan Man nodded in response, and then he dared to raise his head and look at the situation in the main room.

Still sitting in the upper position are the two elders of the Yuan family, Yuan Tiandi and Ge Shi.

What is surprising is the genial look of the old man Motadachi, and the unusual-looking small bottle in front of him.

Gurdjieff's appearance is also very strange.

If you say angry, he doesn't seem very angry. There is still a bit of joy in his eyes.

But let's just say she was happy. The lower half of her nose and mouth were still stiff, and she was unsmiling.

So Yuanman suddenly felt that she was struggling?

He looked very confused.

There are more people tonight than at noon.

Yuantian sat on the left hand side, and below him sat Lin Dashi, who looked upright and honest, and looked honest.

Then there are the Liu family and their three children from the eldest family.

The painting style of Gurdjieff's on the right is obviously different. Sitting beside her is a pair of golden boys and girls. It seems to be no exaggeration. They have bright eyes and white teeth. They are wearing the same cotton cloth as Gurdjieff's. They look thick at first glance.

At this time, her brother-in-law saw Yuan Dashuo, called out "Second Brother" in a childlike voice, and sat down next to Ge Shi without looking away.

My sister-in-law Yuan Mingzhu glanced here, but she didn't say anything. Her little face had the same arrogant look as her mother Ge's, obviously she had learned the essence.

Next two or three seats were vacant, and then sat the Wen family and several children from the second room.

The whole family was here except for the third child and his married daughter.

Yuan Dashuo responded and took Yuan Man to the empty seat.

Yuanman was a little confused looking at this series of situations. It was not a good time to ask about things at this time, so he suppressed it for now and asked Yuanwu again after dinner.

Yuan Dashuo had already taken his seat, but Yuan Man walked up to Ge Shi with small steps and called out politely: "Grandma."

Then he took something out of his pocket and handed the sixteen cents worth of the herbs he sold today to Ge Shi.

Ge Shi glanced at Yuan Man impatiently, then nodded with a cold face and motioned for her to put it on the table.

Geshe is a bit of a germaphobe, and when it's time to eat, she won't touch these coins.

Yuanman knew it, so he put the bunch of money aside on the table obediently.

Then she returned to sit down next to her father.

There were many people at this meeting, so Geshi did not search Yuan Man's body today, because he did not care about his face.

It was just that Yuanman was thinking about her new Shennong Space, and this thing attached itself to the corner of her eye, turning into a small cinnabar mole.

So what if it’s controlled by Gurdjieff’s search?

After all, nothing can be found, Yuan Man thought happily.

At this time, the dinner table was already in motion, and Geshi, except for his cold face, did not make any further objections.

From time to time, Yuantianchi asked about working at the landlord's house, or asked his two sons to have a drink with him.

The two Yuan brothers responded one by one.

The atmosphere was harmonious for a while.

In addition to the old multi-grain pancakes, white gruel and boiled vegetables.

Yuanman also noticed that there were obviously meat dishes on the dinner table, stir-fried bacon with cabbage, and there was not too much meat.

It was just placed in front of the two elders who were close to the Yuan family.

Except for those who were sitting close to them and could reach it, the others didn't dare to stretch their chopsticks that way.

Only Yuan Dashuo gave his wife and children a chopstick each, and didn't touch any more.

The Yuan Lao on the other side was really naive. He was enjoying himself while drinking wine and eating. He didn't think about the sad eyes of his wife and children at all. He just happily asked his mother, Ge Shi, to eat more meat.

When Ge Shi looked at his stupid eldest son, his face looked somewhat better.

Although he is a little naive, he is better than being filial.

Unlike my second son, who forgets about his mother when he has a daughter-in-law.

It happened that the guy she was least close to was good at making money, which made her angry and embarrassed.
Chapter completed!