Age: My Small World

Home.

Seeing that her son was called away by the director of the street office and did not come back for a long time, Li Xiaohua became a little anxious.

"Mom, the street director called me. He must be looking for Xiaoshan for something. He will be back soon. Don't worry."

After finally getting a break today, Yang Yumei started learning how to cook from Li Xiaohua.

According to my mother, if she doesn't learn cooking skills, she might be sent back home by her in-laws after she gets married.

At this time, Yang Yumei would reply: "Then I will go home and accompany my mother. Who has the mood to serve other people's parents?"

This made Li Xiaohua very angry every time, but she couldn't bear to say anything to her. After all, she just wanted to stay with her mother forever.

"Just cook your food and don't get distracted."

Li Xiaohua casually pointed into the pot.

The two of them sat on two small stools in front of the door, and no one outside could see what was going on while they were cooking.

The chef that Yang Jun hired at a high price built a shed for the cooking area, so that outsiders could not see the family cooking from then on.

After living there for a long time, Li Xiaohua felt that it would be better to cover it up a little.

After arriving in the capital, Yang Jun never kept cornmeal or anything like that at home. He only had white flour or rice for every meal, which made Li Xiaohua a little scared, fearing that someone would see them.

Every time I cook rice, I dare not lift the lid because the aroma of rice is just as good as that of meat.

When Yang Yumei was about to fry the next dish, she suddenly heard a noise coming from the yard outside.

She suddenly put down the pot and spoon: "Mom, it's Xiaoshan who is back."

"what?"

Before Li Xiaohua could react, Yang Junren had already entered the backyard.

Seeing that his mother and second sister both leaned their heads out to watch, he immediately laughed and said, "Mom, what are you looking at?"

"Xiaoshan, you're back."

I quickly stood up.

"What happened this morning? Director Zhang from the subdistrict office kept you there for so long."

"Mom, it's just a little thing. It's okay. I'll be back as soon as I'm done."

"That's right. After all, everyone knows what kind of person Director Zhang is. If there really is something, he will definitely let everyone know."

"Okay, Mom. Since Xiaoshan said he's fine, let's eat quickly. Otherwise the food will get burnt." Yang Yumei pulled Li Xiaohua.

"Yes, Mom, I'm hungry." Yang Jun touched his stomach and gestured.

Li Xiaohua then glared at him and said, "Look, you're going out without even providing food. How can we let people starve?"

"Hurry up and wash your hands, then get the food out of the house."

"Wait, Mom, I brought a few more dishes for you."

Yang Jun handed the dishes he brought to Li Xiaohua before going into the house.

Li Xiaohua was naturally used to it, as she always saw Yang Jun bringing these delicious foods home from somewhere.

"Mom, let me see what delicious food Xiaoshan brought back."

Yang Yumei took it from Li Xiaohua, opened it, and exclaimed, "So much meat."

The color and aroma of the salt-fried pork and the braised pork rushed to Yang Yumei's head, making her swallow her saliva.

"Look at your useless appearance. Don't let anyone see you. Hurry and bring it into the house."

Upon hearing this, Yang Yumei looked outside cunningly, then giggled and went into the house.

"By the way, Xiaoshan, why didn't Xiaoyuer come back today?" While eating, the mother asked about Xiaoyuer.

"Oh, they have an exam coming up. I told her to focus on studying and not come back, otherwise she'll have to study for two more days."

It's almost December now. The school will organize a test and then a final exam, and then we can have a holiday.

Even though it's just a test, it's related to the scores. Some departments even add points for farming. The land developed in the school is gradually taken over by them, otherwise Yang Jun and others would have to take turns weeding and so on.

Jingcheng University and the Institute of Physical Education are almost the same, so he doesn't have to worry about his scores. But Xiaoyuer is scratching his head and has to worry for a long time every time he takes an exam.

Even if Yang Jun used spiritual water to refresh her mind, it was of little use.

According to Cheng Xiaoyu, her symptoms stem from her lack of confidence and have nothing to do with other things.

"Then let her focus on taking exams at school and not have to come back all the time."

"I know mother."

After a pause, Li Xiaohua suddenly said, "By the way, I've found a job. You guys will have to cook for yourselves when I'm not home."

Yang Jun raised his eyebrows: "Mom, what kind of job did you find?"

Li Xiaohua probably knew Yang Jun's concerns, so she smiled and said, "Just go to the cafeteria next door to the Sixth Middle School and help them clean. I only need to clean in the morning, at noon, and in the afternoon. There's nothing to do at other times."

But Yang Jun felt that this job was too tiring. Just as he was about to ask his mother to quit, she anticipated it and said, "Xiaoshan, don't try to persuade me. I want to do this."

Yang Jun couldn't say the words when they came to his lips.

He knew very well that after his mother gradually adapted to life in the capital, she felt uncomfortable having nothing to do every day. It was actually very comfortable to have a job like this.

And she can also get a salary, which makes Li Xiaohua very happy.

Now she occasionally visits Gu Nanke, and with her good friend Aunt Xie, she has a basic circle.

So the next step is to focus on work. Li Xiaohua is not the type of person who can sit idle.

"Okay, then when you go back and forth, ride your bike. Don't take the small road. Go to the main road."

"I know. Mom is not a child. You are just worrying for nothing."

Li Xiaohua was very happy with Yang Jun's approval and laughed too.

Now that everyone in the family has a job, the family is finally able to settle down in Beijing.

However, Li Xiaohua would occasionally think about the few acres of land at home, saying that if the collective was no longer established one day, she would have to take the land back, as that was the land she had cultivated for half her life.

There are also problems with the house.

According to common sense, as long as people leave the village, the house will be under the jurisdiction of the village and will no longer belong to the Yang family.

Fortunately, Uncle Qi said that he would not do anything with their house for the time being, and the neighbors would do the same even less.

However, if their superiors knew about the situation one day, they would probably not be able to make the decision.

So this has always been a concern for Li Xiaohua, the house and the land.

Another thing is that no one was able to clean Yang Jun's father's grave in time, and my mother would be buried with him a hundred years later, so it was natural to go back and sweep the grave.

In the blink of an eye, it is December.

Autumn always turns to winter without us noticing, until we see the puddles on the roadside frozen, we realize that another cold winter has arrived.

It snowed in November, but in December there was only frost and a sharp drop in temperature, and the rest was the same as usual.

That day, Yang Jun came to Kaimen Lane where Mr. Hu was as promised.

Yu Chengdong was already waiting at the intersection. (End of this chapter)