A coquettish and book-worn man lives by a rough man

Chen Jianshe has the vigor and drive of this era.

Seeing Chen Jianshe, who had turned into that positive young man again, Gu Jiaojiao reminded with a smile.

"You can go home and get the crock pot, seal it when it's cold, and dig a spoonful when you drink it. It's very convenient."

After hearing this, Chen Jianshe ran away immediately.

Gu Jiaojiao felt a little tired after burning the fire all day.

If it was a modern day, she would never boil sugar.

Not to mention trouble, manpower, even firewood burned dozens of catties.

If this is replaced by modern times, the gas money is enough to buy brown sugar.

That is to say, at this time, firewood does not cost money, and manpower is not valuable, otherwise it will really lose home.

Gu Jiaojiao also brought in two larger earthen jars while the syrup was cooling.

In addition, there are also some canning bottles.

This can is a reward from Leng Yuanfa, glass, very rare.

After the cans were finished, the bottles were washed and kept for emergencies.

There were six cans in total, and Gu Jiaojiao took them all.

Chen Jianshe came back not long after he left. When he walked into the kitchen, he found that the brown sugar hadn't been touched.

When Gu Jiaojiao saw him coming back, she only took two earthen jars, she couldn't help frowning: "Why are there two?"

Chen Jianshe scratched his head.

"Sister-in-law, I didn't do anything. Two is already a lot. If you are more polite, you just don't think of me as one of your own."

He has a good relationship with Leng Yuan, and he can't collect things even if he does some work, let alone brown sugar.

He just knew it was done by Gu Jiaojiao herself, and he also thought that his parents were tired recently, so he pretended to go back with a cheeky face.

Gu Jiaojiao didn't do it.

She was looking for someone to help, and she had to give it to anyone who came. She couldn't stop giving it just because Chen Jianshe had a good relationship with Leng Yuan.

Chen Jianshe didn't do it either: "No, I only need two cans, no more."

The two of them couldn't argue with each other, Qi Qi looked at Leng Yuan.

Leng Yuan: ...

Since the family has a daughter-in-law, there have been more lawsuits.

In the end, Leng Yuan said to give two cans of brown syrup, and the matter was considered over.

Gu Jiaojiao is not stingy either, knowing that Chen Jianshe deliberately brought a crock pot of about one catty, and she filled it all up, only more than one catty, not less than one catty.

When Chen Jianshe saw her, she was very embarrassed: "Sister-in-law, enough is enough, this is too much."

After taking the brown sugar, Leng Yuan gave a few more instructions.

"Don't talk about it."

It's not that they are stingy, but that they are too poor at this time.

It is very troublesome for people to know that there are so many brown sugars in their house, and they all come to ask for them.

Chen Jianshe and the others immediately promised that they would never say anything about it.

He remembered what Gu Jiaojiao said, and went back quietly.

It didn't attract anyone's attention.

After all, brown sugar is not meat, and it doesn't have such a big smell.

Chen Jianshe took the brown sugar home first, made a bowl for his sister, and then took another can to his second uncle's house.

The second uncle's family hasn't come back yet, only Chen Sandan is at home.

Chen Jianshe gave him the brown sugar, and whispered: "Don't talk about today's affairs, drink it quietly."

Chen Sandan is also a smart kid, and he was always in the top five in the exams in the class, so he naturally understood what his cousin meant, and immediately agreed.

"Brother Jianshe, don't worry, I will never say anything.

When Chen Ershu and his wife went back in the evening, they were shocked when they found out that their son had got a can of brown sugar.

Uncle Chen looked around, and immediately sent someone to lock the courtyard door.

Only then did he walk into the room, looking at the crock full of brown syrup, his face showed excitement.

Several children, counting one by one, stared at the brown sugar crock.

Second Uncle Chen was not stingy either. He gave an order and made a bowl for each of them.

After drinking a large bowl of sugar water, everyone had a satisfied smile on their faces.