Confiscated and exiled?Phew, I emptied the warehouse first

Chapter 392 Yan Congkuan wants to travel
Yan Yi has a venomous mouth, and he can talk about people's pain points in everything. Mo Yu is indeed very good at rolling, but he can't keep up with the speed. He can only secretly glare at Yan Yi and eat. Because of this dumb loss.

One is rolling out the dumpling wrappers angrily, while the other is wrapping the dumplings cheerfully and affectionately.

Mo Yu looked at the small figures on the dining table, secretly biting her silver teeth, and her attitude was clearly reversed.

To Su Mo, he acted like a licking dog:
"Momo, are you trying to trick a tiger? You look so majestic."

"Wow, the little rabbit that Momo makes is so cute. I will eat this rabbit when the time comes."

"Is this a flower? Oh my God, our Momo is so clever."

For Yan Yi, that's really...

"What kind of thing is this bag? It's neither a cat nor a tiger. If you don't know, you might think it's a dog."

"Whose rabbit has a tail like a monkey? Have you never seen a rabbit?"

"Hey, are your flowers poisonous? What kind of stuff are you packing?"

Yan Yi didn't take it seriously, he was still having fun with Su Mo. Although it was a daily relationship between husband and wife, it still made people feel picturesque.

Mo Yu was so angry that he couldn't even tell where he was angry.

He didn't feel that Su Mo was unhappy when he was with Mo Yu, but he just wanted Su Mo to focus more on him.

The feeling of longing for sunshine made him want to get closer to Su Mo infinitely.

Thinking about it, I used a little more force on my hands, and a good dumpling wrapper was rolled out into a rectangular shape.

Yan Yi naturally did not give up this opportunity to be sarcastic: "Hey, are you rolling out dough or pancakes?"

The colorful dumplings came to an end with Mo Yu and Yan Yi teasing each other, the children making fun of each other, and the adults racking their brains in concave shapes.

Of course, due to varying levels of skill, many of the cooked dumplings had missing fillings, but the strong New Year atmosphere still kept everyone immersed in laughter and laughter.

Before dawn, everyone sat around and ate dumplings together. The strong aroma of meat filled their mouths, and they were dipped in garlic sauce and vinegar. Not to mention how delicious they were.

Before the meal was finished, someone from the village came to Su Mo's house.

He was holding all kinds of things in his hands: eggs, meat, noodles, oil, sugar, vegetables...

"Xiao Mo, happy New Year, I wish our family can make a lot of money in the new year."

"Thank you, Auntie. Take this and give it to our little tiger."

"That's so embarrassing."

"It's Chinese New Year, just want to celebrate."

"Hey, aunt, I listen to you." She brought a piece of pork, but Su Mo gave her a whole rabbit in return. In the end, she took advantage.

"Momo, these noodles are ground from beans grown by my uncle's family. They are not mixed with anything. Try them. They are rich in flavor."

"Thank you, uncle. Please take this can of oil back."

"Uncle, you're welcome. You can talk to me whenever you want. Our fellow villagers rely on your family for our food and drink. If Uncle Fan can do anything, just say hello."

"Okay, uncle."

New Year's gifts usually involve registering the income and then choosing similar gifts in return. However, this time during the New Year, Su Mo skipped this step.

Everything she sent out was recorded in advance, and she almost had a comprehensive understanding of the people in Mahu Village. She knew who was lacking what.

It can be said that she has thought about what should be given to each family as a New Year's gift so that it would be useful to them. She has thought about it many times and prepared it according to these.

Su Mo can be said to be the family in Mahu Village who has received the most things, much more than the village chief Ma Defa's family.

Of course, everyone in Mahu Village laughed happily at Su Mo's return gift, and they all warned their children: "If Aunt Su Mo happens in the future, it will be our entire Mahu Village's business. We can't let her be exposed." Go bully."

This busy work lasted until noon.

Lunch was still dumplings and various fried foods that Su Mo had fried before.

Yan Congkuan talked about his plan: "Uncle, now that I have roughly mastered the theory, I want to travel and see the world in the coming year."

Yan Congkuan has always been opinionated, and Su Mo knows that for Chinese medicine, true knowledge can only come from practice.

"I..." Seeing that Su Mo remained silent, Yan Congkuan continued: "There are also a few books that my aunt gave me. Some of the treatment methods are very strange. I also want to try them out during my travels. There are also I haven’t seen some tools before, and I want to find materials to build them.”

Su Mo thought in his mind that Yan Congkuan should be talking about Western medicine knowledge.

Yan Congkuan continued: "In addition, we have never seen the tools and medicinal materials mentioned in the book, so I also want to look around to see if there are any substitutes."

It was rare for a child to think so thoughtfully. Su Mo was deeply pleased: "As long as your parents don't have any objections, your aunt will have no objections."

Yan Ming quickly raised his hand to answer: "Son, your mother doesn't agree, but my father agrees. When my son starts his career again, he will definitely become famous."

Yan Ming is actually very proud of having such an outstanding son. He feels like he wakes up with a smile even in his dreams.

It's just...Wang Feng feels...

"I also learned it in the medical clinic. If you go out for a trip, I don't know how often you will come back. Mom thinks of you first. I am afraid that you will not be able to take care of yourself outside, and I am afraid that you will encounter some danger."

As he said this, Wang Feng wiped away his tears.

Yan Ming quickly held him in his arms: "You don't want to cry during the Chinese New Year. This will not be good for the next year."

Yan Congkuan also stretched out his hands and promised: "Mom, I won't leave home until fifteen years old. I will prepare all the things I need to prepare. I will take good care of myself. I will write to you and dad from time to time to tell you. What I saw and heard.”

Yan Ming rubbed his temples with both hands: "It's a good thing that the child is older."

Wang Feng looked at the little one in her arms again. She was eating her little fist, which seemed to be the most beautiful food in the world.

Her heart was peaceful and beautiful.

Kuan'er is a boy, so let's go for it. Now that my brother is capable, my sister will have someone to rely on in the future.

"Be sure to take care of yourself."

Yan Congkuan nodded solemnly.

Yan Ming took out all the money he had saved during this period: "Son, my father didn't have the ability before, but now he can make money, he will never treat your mother and your sister badly. You can keep this money and don't leave it outside." If you wrong yourself, you can still make money.”

During the Chinese New Year, Yan Congkuan felt that his nose was sore, as if there was sand in his eyes, which made them a little blurry.

"No, Dad, I can make money." Not only can Yan Congkuan make money, but he also makes a lot of money.

(End of this chapter)