After Ba Ling confessed to her relatives, the little cannon fodder became Bai Fumei

In the early morning of the New Year's Eve, it was rare for the small courtyard to be quiet.

You don't have to get up early in the morning to work, and you can sleep in. Both Su Xiao and Huang Feiyan chose to stay in bed.

At nine o'clock, the two people got up one after another, took care of themselves slowly, had a simple breakfast, took gifts, and went straight to Hua's house.

It was Xiao Ming who opened the door. Seeing Su Xiao and Huang Feiyan, he was very happy, "Little Miss, Sister Yanzi, come in quickly, I'll be waiting for you."

Su Xiao and Huang Feiyan came in and saw that Yang Degong and Tianniu had already arrived.

"Xiao Xiao, Swallow, here you come." Grandma Hua and Tian Niu were making gnocchi, and when they saw each other, they hurried over to help.

Su Xiao saw that there were black sesame stuffing, vegetables and pork stuffing, and red dates and red bean stuffing.

There are salty and sweet, complete, very good.

"Grandma, let's help you." Su Xiao stepped forward and skillfully picked up a ball of dough that had been processed, turned it in his hands, opened a mouth after a while, held it with one hand, and then added ingredients, the movement was done in one go.

With two people on board, the job goes faster.

Hua Shancheng and Yang Degong sat aside and drank tea leisurely, feeling very comfortable.

"What about your legs? Take advantage of the Chinese New Year to treat them?" Hua Shancheng looked at his old friend and suggested.

Hearing this, Yang Degong frowned slightly, hesitating a bit, "Isn't it necessary to rest for at least a month?"

Let him rest for a month, what about work?
Hua Shancheng disagreed and said, "Lao Yang, your body is your own. Your leg should be healed sooner. The longer it is delayed, the harder it will be to recover. The work can never be done. Besides, without you, what should be done There will still be people who will do it, and the world will not stop turning if there is no one left.”

When Su Xiao heard Hua Shancheng's words, he immediately agreed and persuaded, "Yes, Grandpa Yang, your own body is the most important thing. Let go of everything else."

Yang Degong listened, looked at his feet, and thought about it seriously, "Okay, listen to you, then treat it as soon as possible."

When Hua Shancheng heard that his old friend agreed, he smiled and comforted, "Don't worry, we are [-]% sure that we can cure your foot."

Produced by Pharmacopoeia, it must be a high-quality product.

The Broken Bone Regeneration Ointment is about to welcome its first patient.

When it was time for dinner, the door was knocked, and Su Xiao rushed to open the door, "Probably Shang Zimu is here."

Opening the door, Su Xiao froze.

"Are you?" An uncle came to the door, with disheveled hair, unshaven beard, and shabby clothes, like a refugee.

"Excuse me, is this the Hua Shancheng family?" The man said, his voice was a little hoarse, full of wounds.

"Yes, you are?" Su Xiao asked.

"I'm his son Hua Lu, I'm back." The man's eyes were a little moist, and he looked into the room frequently.

Su Xiao opened his eyes wide, and then he was pleasantly surprised, "Quick, come in, big, uncle."

Su Xiao stepped aside.

The people in the room heard the movement and had already looked over.

When Hua Shancheng saw his son, his eyes were moist instantly, "Dalu, you, you are back."

"Dad." Hua Lu put down the bag on his shoulder, came to Hua Shancheng with a big stride, and knelt heavily, "Dad, my son is back."

"Dalu." Grandma Hua came out of the kitchen and burst into tears when she saw the man kneeling on the ground.

Seeing this, Su Xiao hurriedly stepped forward to support Grandma Hua, fearing that if she became agitated, this good thing would turn into a bad thing.

"Mom, my son is back." Hua Lu kowtowed to Grandma Hua.

"Get up quickly." Grandma Hua was so distressed that she couldn't let him kneel down.