Age: My Small World

Chapter 194 Eat in Change

"Xiaoshan is here, come and sit down."

After entering the room, Yang Jun didn't hesitate and sat directly on the stool that Cheng Xiaoyu had just occupied.

Seeing that people were making dumplings at home, he quickly explained the purpose of his visit.

"That won't do. It's Chinese New Year. I can't go to your house. We can just celebrate on our own."

"Xiaoshan, why don't you stay and eat something before going back."

Fan Ping declined.

It’s okay on weekdays, but you can’t visit everyone’s house during holidays, because they are not relatives after all.

"Yes, Brother Xiaoshan, I just made some dumplings. Would you like to try two?"

Cheng Xiaoyu, on the contrary, wanted to keep him, so she secretly held his arm. Yueya stared at him with joy in her eyes, and was not afraid of any physical contact, after all, more serious situations had happened before.

Looking at the two of them, Fan Ping frowned slightly, then relaxed.

Yang Jun didn't insist too much. Seeing that no one wanted to go, he gave up the idea.

But he didn't leave in a hurry, and actually stayed to try the dumplings made by Cheng Xiaoyu.

It just tastes like ordinary pickles, and the flour is mixed with cornmeal, but it's still pretty good.

"Brother Xiaoshan, is it delicious?"

Yang Jun nodded: "Delicious."

The corners of the girl's mouth suddenly curled up.

Cheng Aimin on the side stared at Yang Jun resentfully. Why did he feel that he was ignored as soon as Brother Xiaoshan arrived? He hadn't even tasted the dumplings yet.

Fortunately, Fan Ping had already served a bowl to each of them.

She bought less than a pound of flour and made a few dumplings, but it was enough for three people.

But if Yang Jun's words were added, there would still be a little shortage, so she only left a few for herself and put most of the rest into Yang Jun's bowl.

Yang Jun wanted to push it back, but when he saw the looks in the mother and daughter's eyes, he stopped.

After finishing a big bowl of dumplings, I was done for now.

"Aunt Ping, Xiao Yu'er, my family is waiting for me. I have to go back first."

"Are you in such a hurry to leave?" There was some reluctance in Cheng Xiaoyu's eyes.

Cheng Aimin was enjoying his delicious dumplings so much that he didn't pay any attention to any of this and just focused on his work.

"Well, my mother is waiting for me to go back and make dumplings. If I'm late, I won't be able to have lunch."

"Okay, then go back quickly and come back to play after dinner."

"Okay, Aunt Ping."

Yang Jun nodded to Xiao Yuer, then started to leave.

After a while, Cheng Xiaoyu silently gave half of her dumplings to Fan Ping.

"Mom, let's each have half, that's just right."

The little girl had covered the bowl to prevent her mother from pouring it back.

Fan Ping was also somewhat helpless about this and said, "Then is it enough for you to eat?"

"Forget it, I'll boil an egg for you two later."

There are still a few eggs at home.

"Okay, okay, I just want to eat eggs." Cheng Aimin immediately raised his head when he heard the word eggs.

"Why did Brother Xiaoshan leave? He had more dumplings than me, and he finished them so quickly."

Then he thought of something and said, "Mom, I'll share some dumplings with you."

Fan Ping looked at the dumplings in the bowl and smiled, "Eat them yourself. Mom has some here. Your sister gave them to you."

"Hehe, then Brother Xiaoshan has eaten my sister's share. I'll give it back to her when she gets married."

"Nonsense again." Cheng Xiaoyu slapped him with a red face, but she was unwilling to refute it in her heart.

Fan Ping already understood this completely and was too lazy to say more.

But not long after, Yang Jun came again, carrying a plate with dumplings on it.

"Auntie Ping, my mother asked me to bring this over, as she wanted you to try her cooking."

"This……"

Without waiting for Fan Ping to refuse, Yang Jun smiled and said, "I didn't refuse to eat dumplings here just now. Aunt Ping, please don't treat me as an outsider. It's just a few dumplings. Let's take turns eating them between our two families."

Facing his words, Fan Ping was speechless and could only nod helplessly and said, "Thank you for your help, Xiaoshan."

"What's the trouble?" Yang Jun waved his hand.

At this moment, Xiao Yuer had already brought a plate over, and Yang Jun poured it over to him.

You have to take the plates home.

He took the opportunity to whisper to her, "I made dumplings too. Guess which one I made after you taste it."

Cheng Xiaoyu's eyes lit up, and she nodded with a slight blush on her cheeks: "Yeah."

But Yang Jun did not stay for long. He left some dumplings and went away.

Facing this large plate of dumplings, Cheng Aimin's eyes lit up again after he had just finished eating.

"Mom, can I eat it?"

"Eat, eat." Fan Ping rolled her eyes and nodded.

The three of them had to pick up their chopsticks again, because the dumplings would not taste good when they were cold.

After just one bite, Cheng Aimin became excited.

"Mom, I got some meat. There's meat in it."

Fan Ping and Cheng Xiaoyu were surprised that the dumplings sent by Brother Xiaoshan were filled with meat, which was really valuable.

"The Xiaoshan family is doing quite well these days. Hongmei is a worker now, so they are considered a working-class family."

"Mom, Brother Xiaoshan will definitely be able to become a worker in the future and eat commercial grain." Cheng Xiaoyu said this, full of confidence in Yang Jun.

Fan Ping smiled. She glanced at her daughter and said, "You'd better eat some yourself. Don't wait until Xiaoshan becomes a worker and looks down on the girls in the village. It will be too late then."

"Brother Xiaoshan is not that kind of person!"

Hearing this, Cheng Xiaoyu got excited and pounded his fist on the table.
Cheng Aimin said disdainfully, "Sister, be gentle. You're so strong, don't spill the dumplings."

He added, "City girls are all gentle and kind. They're not like you, who can kill an animal with a hoe."

The mother and daughter looked at him in surprise: "Ai Min, where did you learn all this? You even know what city girls are like."

"Mom, I'm not stupid. I just remember what I heard."

This is true.

Cheng Aimin usually looks timid, but he is in elementary school after all. There are many children in his school who often go to the city. They must often talk about things in the city during their conversations, so he has naturally seen more of the world.

"Then why am I not gentle? Brother Xiaoshan said I was soft and weak, like a figurine. Anyway, he praised me."

She spoke confidently, causing Cheng Aimin to involuntarily say, "That Xiaoshan brother won't look down on people either."

"Cheng Aimin!"

Cheng Xiaoyu got angry and grabbed his ear and twisted it. The little kid finally remembered who was the boss in the family.

"Sister, I was wrong, I was wrong."

……

Yang Jun didn't know what the Cheng siblings were saying, but he would have laughed out loud if he had known.

Cheng Xiaoyu saw that some of the villagers were tough, but it was precisely this kind of aura and the increasingly contrasting appearance that created a sense of déjà vu of a cute girl with a big sword, which made people feel safe. How could she not be likable?

He was currently harvesting a crop of ripe crops in the small world.

After several months, a lot of food had already piled up near the stone platform.

Among them, sweet potatoes, corn and rice are the main ones, and there are also some wheat and soybeans.

There are also a large number of soybean derivatives, such as soybean oil, tofu and soy products, which are all placed aside in different categories.

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