Aunt Chen had gone home early to prepare lunch. This time Yang Xiaotao didn't let the Zhou brothers leave either. She asked them to go over first and go back to the house to get something.

Uncle Chen led the two brothers home, and Yang Xiaotao was also thinking about bringing something.

Finally, ten packs of braised beef noodles were unpackaged, and the seasonings were put in a bottle, which was reasonable.

Two old hams, of course, except for the packaging. Without packaging, this thing is similar to the red sausage at this time, even if it is thicker, others don't care.

I took the things to Uncle Chen's house and asked Aunt Chen to cook noodles without any explanation.

Everyone else had already eaten at noon, and the Chen family's meal had just begun.

Then, the entire compound was filled with the aroma. The aroma of beef mixed with the aroma of old ham made everyone who had eaten it make their stomachs growl.

Mrs. Jia and Zhang started yelling and cursing again, and even the elders and others kept snorting coldly.

The deaf old lady in the backyard looked at Uncle Chen's family, who were about the same age as her, and suddenly felt sour in her heart.

Why doesn't her grandson Shazhu come to deliver food to her?

Uncle Chen and others were also attracted by the instant noodles in front of them. The aroma made them want to eat them immediately.

As a result, the ten packs of instant noodles were quickly eaten by everyone, but only half of the old ham was eaten, leaving one and a half sticks. Aunt Chen wanted to take them back to Yang Xiaotao, but Yang Xiaotao didn't want them, saying they still had them at home, so she gave them to the Zhou brothers.

One root and half was left at Uncle Chen's house.

After dinner, Yang Xiaotao sent the Zhou brothers away, and Uncle Chen drank wine and fell asleep.

When he returned home, he looked at the flat courtyard, which would become green in a few days. Yang Xiaotao couldn't help but feel excited, and even Xiaowei came out, screaming.

"The weather is just right, so let's take it as a holiday and rest today."

Yang Xiaotao was lying on the bed, squinting his eyes, thinking about what to do in the afternoon.

"By the way, don't you have the fishing skills? Why don't you go fishing?"

Considering the shortage of materials in this era, we have to severely crack down on speculation.

If not, he might be accused of being imprisoned on a fence.

But fishing is unregulated.

In addition, I can't always eat secretly. In the long run, fishing is also the best way to cover up the truth.

He looked at his credits and said, "Fishing skills can also be improved with credits."
Chapter completed!