"I know, don't worry!"

"Well, if you don't worry anymore, you are too tired!" Zhang Yanan's father replied: "I will be thirty in a few years."

Zhang Yanan: "."

What you say is so infuriating.

Although she is only in her twenties, she will still be thirty in a few years, but she is still a young lady in her prime.

"I won't talk to you anymore, I'm going to bed!" Zhang Yanan stood up and went upstairs.

Watching her leave, the middle-aged man smiled and started sweeping the floor with a broom. When Zhang Yanan's mother came out, he had already swept the floor clean.

After taking off her sleeves, she hammered her back: "Punch your waist for me. It's very sore. I don't know if it's going to rain."

In the early years, I had injured my waist, and every time it hurt, it was like it was raining, just like rheumatism.

Zhang Yanan's father beat her waist, pressed it again, and then put a piece of ointment on it.

"Are you feeling better? I'll go to the hospital for physical therapy in a few days." Zhang Yanan's father said, "After every physical therapy, I can feel relaxed again for half a month."

She shook her head and said she wouldn't go.

Seven or eight hundred at a time can only make it easier for half a month. It is very expensive, more than a thousand a month, and about 20,000 a year. Although it is not nothing, she feels sorry for the money.

"If you don't go, you won't be in pain because of the constant pain. It won't kill you!" Zhang Yanan's mother replied.

Their family runs a small business, and they are not that short of money. They need a lot of money, but of course they don’t have it. They are just a little rich and content.

Being able to buy a house in the city requires a lot of money.

"We can't pay much for the house now, so I plan to give part of the money to my daughter." Zhang Yanan's father said, "If there is an urgent need, it can be used for a while."

Zhang Yanan's mother nodded, she felt bad for herself, but she never felt bad for her daughter.

"The pressure is quite high, so give me more just in case! You can't just blame someone else's wealth for everything, that's not good either!" Zhang Yanan's mother replied.

The two discussed it for a long time before returning upstairs.

On the second day.

Xiao Fugui got up very early and burped. He felt so nauseous that he almost vomited it out. Tears streamed down his face. It took him a long time to recover.

Looking at the water and basin on the table, he washed his face and drank another glass of water before he felt better. His stomach was still churning and he had no appetite at all, so he just wanted to eat something sour.

She opened the door and looked at Zhang Yanan's room. She was still sleeping, but Zhang Yanan's parents were up.

When I went downstairs, I saw Zhang Yanan's father cleaning up the yard. The kitchen was filled with smoke. They had gotten up early. Xiao Fugui had a really bad ability to drink. If he hadn't known that drinking for three days was the rule and approval, he wouldn't have drank.

It's so uncomfortable.

"Uncle, let me help you clean it up!"

"No, sit down for a while! You must have an upset stomach. There is sour plum juice on the table. Drink some and you'll feel better! If it's not enough, just take it from the refrigerator. I've prepared a lot." Zhang Yanan's father pointed to the coffee table.

They all come here like this, but they drink at a young age, and later others get drunk, and he rarely gets drunk.

The specially prepared sour plum juice is very effective for this kind of discomfort caused by drunkenness.

"Then I'll drink some. To tell you the truth, it's really overwhelming." Xiao Fugui took out his cigarette and handed him one: "I'll help you clean it up after I finish."

He remembered very firmly what his grandfather said, be diligent and sensible when you come here.

"No need, you kid." Zhang Yanan's father didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and pointed to the kitchen: "It's okay, just help your aunt look at the fire!"

Well, just take it easy.

My uncle is a guest, so how can I ask him to help with everything? There is no such rule. When you come, you should rest, sit for a while, and play when you need to.

After drinking a glass of sour plum juice, I felt much better. Xiao Fugui drank several more glasses before going to the kitchen to help Zhang Yanan's mother.

"Auntie, are you making porridge?" Xiao Fugui smelled the smell as soon as he entered the kitchen.

Zhang Yanan's mother looked at the pot with a lid and asked doubtfully: "Fugui, can you smell this?"

Xiao Fugui nodded. He is a chef, a professional one. Distinguishing taste is a basic skill.

"Put some mushrooms in and I'll cook them for you! I know how to do this!" Xiao Fugui rolled up his sleeves and started to help her cook.

Occasionally, Zhang Yanan's mother could help, but in the end she could only watch the stove fire. If Xiao Fugui asked her to increase the fire, she would increase it; if he asked her to make it small, she would keep it low.

Seeing his smooth operation, Zhang Yanan's mother felt a little emotional. She really deserved to eat with him. The aromas were all different. Just smelling them made her have an appetite.

"Fugui, your craftsmanship is really good." Zhang Yanan's mother stood next to him and looked at him for a long time before saying with emotion: "In the future, Yanan and the child will not be hungry."

Xiao Fugui couldn't help but smile.

No matter what, he couldn't starve his wife and children. Then he thought about it and realized that he had agreed!

"Grandpa said that the cook is very good and he is never hungry. In the past, when the war was in chaos, my great-great-grandfather also brought up my grandfather and his siblings. Grandpa also fed my father until he was fat and white." Xiao Fugui laughed.

He said.

As long as the cooking skills are not half-finished, and the conditions are really difficult, the chef will not be hungry, although this is only the case in most cases.

This is the advantage of being a chef. Just like Wu Ye said, Xiao Mei and the old man can take whatever ingredients they want to eat in the kitchen. If others take it, it is stealing. He takes it legitimately.

However, in order to set an example, he always bought it himself and always wanted to set an example.

"That's right, my daughter is lucky to meet you." By this, she meant many things, not just her cooking skills.

Xiao Fugui shook his head: "Auntie, it was me who met her. She is my blessing. Grandpa said the same thing. Ya Nan is a good girl. I should thank you for educating her so well."

Zhang Yanan’s mother smiled happily.

"That is to say, you think she is better! Auntie thinks you are better than her!"

The conversation was very harmonious. Xiao Fugui was making breakfast while talking to his future mother-in-law.

He feels that Zhang Yanan's family members are very nice, reasonable, and don't make things difficult for others. They explain everything clearly. It is really rare to meet such a mother-in-law and father-in-law.

He is very lucky.

And it was very good to him. This porridge is to nourish the stomach and liver. When he saw that it was specially made, he was quite touched.

"Originally, we were planning to celebrate the Chinese New Year. My grandfather is old and my sister is young, auntie."

Before she finished speaking, Zhang Yanan’s mother waved her hand:

"Fugui, you are a filial child. Yanan told us, and we all understand. Auntie knows that it is not easy for you, and we won't mind it."

"Your grandpa is old and can't live without people around him. We know that it's not easy for him to keep you brothers and sisters together. You have to take good care of him."

"We are not the kind of people who care about everything. With your character, we can safely leave Ya Nan to you. From now on, this will be our home, ah!"

Zhang Yanan’s mother patted him on the shoulder.

Xiao Fugui nodded, Zhang Yanan's mother is the kind of aunt who is very understanding and gentle.

"Auntie, don't worry, I will take good care of Ya Nan and be good to her, I promise."

"You have to remember that! If she runs back in the future, aunt will not open the door." Zhang Yanan's mother replied: "If it is her fault, aunt will teach her a lesson and support you."

It wasn't until dinner that Zhang Yanan was beaten up by her mother. When she got up, she wasn't full of sleep. She went to see Xiao Fugui several times yesterday, worried that he had drunk too much.

As a result, I didn't sleep enough.

While drinking the porridge, Zhang Yanan's eyes lit up, this was not made by his mother.

"Did you make it?" She looked at Xiao Fugui and said, "My mother can't make this taste at all."

Zhang Yanan’s mother: “.”

He looked at Zhang Yanan eagerly, and Zhang Yanan moved a little closer to Xiao Fugui. Middle-aged women these days cannot listen to the truth.

This is Xiao Fugui’s first time cooking. Except for Zhang Yanan, it’s also their first time eating.

"It tastes really good. The same thing tastes really different when made." Zhang Yanan's father said pertinently: "However, your mother's cooking is also quite delicious."

He was also targeted and changed his tune very quickly.

"Come back later at the end of the year, so that you don't have to ask for help at both the public and private events!" Zhang Yanan said, "Don't cook when guests come."

Got knocked by my mom.

Although you can think this way, don't say it this way, it will sound petty.

"Don't talk about it, it is really possible, especially around the Chinese New Year, when there are many marriages." Zhang Yanan's father nodded: "But you are busy with work and you are already 27 or 8 when you come back, so you don't need to think about it."

Xiao Fugui was thinking, should he still drink tonight? He couldn't bear it anymore. He had been persisting for two days, and it was impossible to give up on the last day. If he really wanted to drink, he would still have to drink.

While he was still thinking about this question, Zhang Yanan had already asked it for him.

"Dad, Fugui doesn't have much of a drinking capacity. He just drinks a little bit at night. He has to get drunk. It hurts his stomach a lot." Zhang Yanan felt distressed.

"Okay! Although these rules are unreasonable, everyone is like this and they have to show it to outsiders." He thought for a while and replied: "Just drink as much as you want. We are all members of our own family anyway."

He breathed a sigh of relief and Xiao Fugui felt much more relaxed.

Now that we have passed this level, we will get along normally from now on, and then when the time comes, we will consider getting married.

"Thank you uncle!"

"You should thank me, what are you thanking your uncle for! It's obvious that I care about you." Zhang Yanan gave him a roll of his eyes.
To be continued...