Age: My Small World

Chapter 48 Real Aunt
Since his aunt and uncle were not around, Yang Jun simply played with his little cousin for a while.

The main trick was to get the peach pits from his collection.

Although this little guy is still small, he is an expert at climbing trees. He has destroyed some of the peaches in front of the house and ate a lot of them, but he left the cores.

This naturally helped Yang Jun, clearing out his collection and enriching his fruit tree variety.

Then the two of them sat on the stone steps at the door and played the stone catching game.

Five stones of almost the same size, picked up from somewhere, have been polished into very round shapes. Everyone should be clear about the rules.

To be honest, Yang Jun didn't expect that one day he would play such a childish game again, but soon he started to enjoy it.

When the two were having a great time, two middle-aged men and women came in at the door, both carrying baskets filled with pig feed and food.

Seeing two people, one big and one small, playing together, the woman couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

"Xiaoshan, when did you come?"

Yang Jun put down the stone on the back of his hand, stood up and greeted.

"Aunt, uncle."

The woman was my aunt Yang Qingping, who was born to the same mother as my father Yang Sanxi.

My uncle's name is Li Yanbing. He just smiled and scratched his head and said:

"Xiaoshan, why don't you come inside and sit down?"

When little Li Weimin saw that his cousin stopped playing games after his parents came back, he couldn't help but pout.

"Brother, it's your turn."

Aunt Yang Qingping glared at me and said, "Your cousin came and didn't even go inside. He just played with you, didn't he? I'll teach you a lesson."

The little guy was so scared that he hid behind Yang Jun. He even stretched his head out and stuck out his tongue at me, looking like he was in a state of helplessness. It was really funny.

"Li Yanbing, go and give him a beating. If you don't beat him, he will go to hell." My aunt has her own way and said to my uncle with a pout.

The uncle nodded helplessly, showed a helpless expression to his son, and went straight to the bamboo sticks beside him. It seemed that the little cousin was going to have a meal of stir-fried bamboo shoots with meat.

Yang Jun had no intention of interfering in the parents' education of their child.

Then, when my aunt led him into the house, all I could hear was my cousin's screams.

"Brother Xiaoshan, help me."

"Dad, I was wrong! I'm older, please be gentler!"

Inside the house, after Yang Jun helped his aunt put down the backpack, he said with a smile, "Wei Min is still so naughty."

My aunt said angrily, "It's all because he spoils me. I give in to him all the time."

One look at the aunt's expression and you'll know that she's the one who calls the shots in this family.

"It's just a coincidence that you came today. I said I would go back in two days."

"What's wrong? Auntie."

"I heard a piece of news that the village is going to be established as a production team. I thought I'd discuss it with your mother and ask her to make plans as soon as possible."

Yang Qingping whispered the secret to him, but it made Yang Jun feel helpless, as he had known about it for a long time.

However, the fact that my aunt was thinking about her family also showed that she was biased towards the Yang family, not just the daughter-in-law of the Li family.

"Aunt, I've already talked to mom about this. We've made preparations at home. Just take care of your own business."

"Ah? Do you know?"

Yang Qingping was a little surprised. You know, not many people knew about this news, and she only heard about it occasionally. She didn't expect...

Oh, that’s right. Xiaoshan went to high school in the city, so he must know the news.

"Look, you forgot my kid is a high school student." She slapped her forehead, feeling both amused and helpless.

It is said that an aunt is half a mother. Yang Qingping really treats Yang Jun as her own child, so this name is correct.

"Thank goodness for your mom. It wasn't easy raising you all by herself. Now that you're in high school, it must be even harder."

"If you have any trouble, come to me. I'm not a stranger and I won't let you and your sister go hungry."

"Aunt, I understand." Yang Jun nodded.

However, Yang Qingping knew that the child would not come easily. Thinking of her sister-in-law's stubborn temper, she didn't know what to say for a moment. "Okay, sit down and play for a while. I'll make you something delicious."

"By the way, when your brother comes in later, teach him his lessons. Don't let him play around all day and do nothing. I hope he can become a high school student like you." These words were full of aunt's expectations.

"Auntie, don't worry. Weimin is naughty, but he's also really obedient. He's a good boy. I'll teach him later."

"Haha, you are the only one who can talk." Auntie went to the kitchen happily.

But she came out again immediately, looking serious.

"Did you take this fish?"

Yang Jun looked at the fish soaking in the basin and nodded.

"I just happened to catch it when I came here, so I brought it here for you to try."

"Try whatever you want, and remember to take it home later."

Yang Qingping rolled her eyes at him in annoyance.

After saying that, she didn't give him a chance and quickly returned to the kitchen.

Well, this time I can really eat and drink for free.

Naturally, we had lunch at my aunt's house. She made pork belly stewed with cabbage and vermicelli. The meat was the cured kind that had been stored for a long time, but was put into the pot today because he came over.

The rice is also cooked, grown at home. It doesn’t look good in shape, but the fragrance of the rice is very strong, making people swallow their saliva unconsciously.

After this meal, Yang Jun felt that his aunt's family might have to spend enough money to feed them for a few days, which made him feel a little guilty.

But it tastes really good.

After such a long time, I finally felt what it meant to eat.

When the food was almost finished, Yang Jun still felt a little unsatisfied, but he stopped eating.

"Xiaoshan, bring me a bowl. I'll give you more rice." Seeing that he had finished eating, Yang Qingping put down her own bowl and chopsticks.

"Mom, I want some too." Li Weimin licked his lips, looking like he hadn't eaten well.

"What do you want? Go take a nap after you finish eating. You have to go to school in the afternoon."

Primary schools don't have a holiday this week because they don't start until Wednesday.

Of course Yang Jun refused. He had a big appetite now, so he didn't want to eat everything here.

Unable to persuade him, the aunt had no choice but to help her son serve the rice.

After the meal, Yang Jun explained his purpose, which was to get two kilograms of rice in the shell.

Yang Qingping didn't ask him what he wanted the millet for. She just took a bag and filled it with four or five pounds of millet for him, more than twice what he asked for.

My uncle watched me, not angry or anything, just smiling with a gentle look in his eyes.

"Anyway, the remaining rice seeds will be handed over to the team, so I might as well give you some more." The aunt explained with a smile.

Since everyone's seeds were gathered together, there would definitely be enough of these few pounds, so Yang Jun didn't refuse.

When they encounter difficulties in the future, just take care of my aunt's family.

"Auntie, I'm going back then."

Not long after tutoring his little cousin, Yang Jun saw that he had to go to class, so he said goodbye.

At the door, Yang Qingping forced another cloth bag of peaches into his mouth before letting him leave.

The two waved goodbye, and Gu's eyes were full of relief.

After walking a short distance, Yang Jun looked at himself carrying so many bags and felt helpless and touched. This aunt was really his aunt.

It’s troublesome to carry them, so I just put them all into the space.

The fish that was supposed to be delivered was not delivered and had to be put back into the pond.

As for the rice and peaches, he planned to go home and tell his mother the truth so that she could be mentally prepared, and then take them back and use them again. He believed that his mother would not let him eat them.

Well, peaches are edible.

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