Age: My Small World

Yang Jun took a quick look and found that there was indeed not much land.

And it's not just the people living in Compound No. 69 who are affected. Everyone who lives near this garden has some land here.

In the end, all they could grow was an area about one meter wide at the corner of the wall, where they could not grow many vegetables.

Yang Jun shook his head: "Then don't plant it, there's nothing to harvest anyway."

This is not as much as what he could gain from farming in the small world for a few minutes.

Cheng Xiaoyu shook her head and said, "That won't work. How much can be planted?"

"It's less than two square meters."

"You can plant it too." Cheng Xiaoyu stretched out his hand and gestured.

Then he said, "Growing some onions, ginger and garlic will be enough for us to eat."

"Yes, Xiaoshan, it can be grown." Yang Yumei also nodded.

"Okay, I'll get you some seeds later." Yang Jun didn't quite understand why they had to plant, but he had no problem supporting them.

"Go home and eat first. Mom has already started cooking."

"Ah, mother didn't even wait for us."

When Cheng Xiaoyu heard this, she immediately ran back.

As a daughter-in-law, she had planned to cook a good meal for everyone.

"Slow down, Mommy is ready."

When I got home, Li Xiaohua had already put all the dishes on the table.

Because there was no living room, everyone ate in the middle room, which was my mother's room.

There are tables and benches here, making it look more like a living room.

You don’t have to eat on the kang, you can eat directly at the eight-immortal table.

Stools were moved and a few people were just about to sit down.

"Don't rush yet."

As I said this, I went to the counter and started searching again.

After a while, two new clothes were taken out, both in red and looking festive.

There are also two big red flowers.

"Although we can't hold a wedding banquet, we still have to have the proper ceremony. Xiaoshan, you and Xiaoyuer should get married first."

Cheng Xiaoyu was already crying. She didn't expect her mother to be so thoughtful and had already prepared clothes and red flowers.

"Thank you, mother."

"Okay, change your clothes and get married first." The second sister comforted her.

When the two stood together again, they were both wearing red clothes, and with two red flowers, they looked very stylish.

But Yang Jun touched his brow and said, "It's still a little off."

He suddenly thought of something and said, "Wait for me for a moment, I'll be back soon."

Seeing him run back to the room, the three of them looked at each other.

"Brother Xiaoshan, do you want to prepare anything else?"

Fortunately, not long after, Yang Jun came over with two nice-looking cups filled with wine.

The three of them knew what was going on at a glance.

"Let's get started." At Li Xiaohua's invitation, the two of them simply exchanged greetings.

Then they drank a cup of wedding wine and the ceremony was completed.

"It's a pity your father can't see it, otherwise he would be very happy." The mother seemed to miss her father and sobbed.

It took a lot of effort to persuade him.

"I'm happy. Xiaoshan is getting married. I'm happy."

After crying and laughing, I regained my composure.

And so the first reunion dinner began.

While eating, I was still talking.

She still had a lot of things left in her hometown, and she was very worried about them. She wanted Yang Jun to write a letter back to Fan Ping, asking her to take them home and use them. She also wanted to make it clear that Yang Jun and Cheng Xiaoyu had already obtained their marriage certificate.

They were in such a hurry that they didn't even have time to prepare anything.

Yang Jun naturally agreed to all of them.

evening.

As the yard began to become noisy, I knew that everyone had finished their meal and the children ran into the yard to play.

However, Yang Jun and Cheng Xiaoyu returned to their room early.

"Brother Xiaoshan, please write the letter first. I'll go get you some water to wash your feet."

Yang Jun nodded calmly: "Yes."

He picked up his pen and began to write, pausing occasionally. Besides writing to Fan Ping, he also wrote to his eldest sister's family, Master Yan, and Jiang Xueying.

Then he patted his head again.

"I almost forgot to tell Master. I have to tell him tomorrow, otherwise he might get angry."

After he finished writing the letter, Cheng Xiaoyu had already prepared water for him.

The little girl considerately took off his shoes and socks for him.

"Brother Xiaoshan, the water temperature is just right."

"Then take off your shoes and wash together."

Yang Jun helped her sit down and took off her shoes.

The little girl had no choice but to let him do it.

Soon, two pairs of feet were moving around in the basin.

"Brother Xiaoshan, you spilled all the water." Cheng Xiaoyu said angrily.

"It will dry up. Go take a shower and go to bed."

Yang Jun couldn't wait to carry her to the bed.

Under the dim light, the little girl blushed and didn't dare to look at him.

"Brother Xiaoshan, what's wrong?"

"I'm just admiring my wife, Xiaoyuer, you're so beautiful."

"No way." She shook her head shyly.

Then Yang Jun kissed her lips, leaving her speechless.

"Lights...Brother Xiaoshan...turn off the lights..."

The candlelight flickered until late at night.

The next day.

Yang Jun woke up on time.

Looking at the tearful person beside the pillow, he gently wiped her tears.

"Xiao Yu'er, I'm sorry."

"Brother Xiaoshan, are you up?" the little girl asked in a daze.

"You sleep a little longer, I'll get up and practice boxing."

"Oh."

Cheng Xiaoyu already knew his daily routine, so she fell asleep again.

But after he finished practicing, what he saw was Xiaoyuer dressed up.

"I'm going to Master's place today. Xiaoyu'er, take the things I prepared."

"Brother Xiaoshan, everything is ready."

"Well, let's go."

Instead of having breakfast at home, Yang Jun took Cheng Xiaoyu to a restaurant on the street.

A meal of fried liver with big meat buns tastes quite good.

Cheng Xiaoyu didn't dare to eat too much, for fear that her stomach would be bloated and look ugly.

Yang Jun didn't care about that. He gulped down several bowls of food, but his stomach didn't feel any discomfort.

"Brother Xiaoshan, we should have invited Mr. Hu home for dinner last night."

Mr. Hu never visits Yang Jun's house on weekdays, but he will go when he gets married.

"We got married in such a hurry that we didn't have time to inform the old man, so I brought you here to apologize."

"Hehe, what if the old man doesn't forgive you?"

"That's why he brought you along. He can't possibly not give face to his apprentice's wife." Yang Jun chuckled.

Cheng Xiaoyu immediately stamped her feet: "Brother Xiaoshan, you are using me as a shield."

"Do you want to watch Master scold me to death? Xiao Yu'er, are you going or not? If you don't go, I will be in trouble today." Yang Jun pulled her little hand and shook it.

The little girl blushed immediately.

"Go." She stuck out her tongue.

It was just after eight o'clock when the two of them arrived at Kaimen Lane and found Mr. Hu.

The old man was still eating breakfast, a bowl of vegetable noodles.

"Why are you here at this hour? Come in quickly."

If Yang Jun was alone, the old man would be too lazy to get up. Now that Cheng Xiaoyu is here, he has to act like an elder.

"Master, let me apologize first."

Mr. Hu frowned. What big thing happened? (End of this chapter)