Age: My Small World

In the evening, the two families sat together neatly.

Li Weimin kept drooling as he looked at the chicken in the pot. It seemed that he was really craving for meat.

"Eat, eat. We are not particular about food."

With my aunt's call, dinner began.

There was a stove right next to it, so even though it was freezing cold outside, the room was quite warm.

"Xiao Yu'er, eat more. You will be the daughter-in-law of our Yang family in the future. Remember to give birth to a few children. Our Yang family depends on you to continue the incense."

Auntie's words were from the heart, and she wished Cheng Xiaoyu would give birth to a few babies right now.

This is the case with the elders. After a generation gap gradually develops between them and the younger generation, they can only communicate through things like this. In fact, they are just thinking about getting closer and caring about them.

Those who are not married talk a lot about marriage, talking about girls from different families. After getting married, they urge to have children. After having children, they think about their children's education. At this time, the topic of conversation is probably all about children.

This process repeats itself over and over again, and no matter how much you want to avoid it, you will eventually fall into this cycle.

"Aunt, I understand." Cheng Xiaoyu nodded with a red face, and glanced at Yang Jun from time to time.

After dinner, everyone sat around the fireplace and chatted again.

It's been a long time since we last met, and I have a lot to say.

Finally, Yang Qingping suggested that they wait until the weather was better before going to see Yang Sanxi to tell his father the good news that his son was married.

After chatting for a long time, Yang Jun suddenly came up to my mother and asked in a low voice, "Mom, do you want to go to my uncle's house?"

Li Xiaohua shook her head: "No, I'll come over to see Yancai when I'm free."

She obviously didn't want Yang Jun and the others to go over and suffer her aunt's anger. If they sat there for too long, there might even be a big fight, which was not necessary.

Yang Jun sighed. After all, his uncle was very good to them, but he couldn't even visit his home.

If Yang Jun wanted to refute these things, he would naturally not let Li Xiaohua refute them, but he was too lazy to waste time arguing with his aunt, so it would be better to find an opportunity to invite his uncle and cousin to come over to his house and visit him one day.

Since they were not going to their uncle's house, they decided to go back after the moon reached its zenith.

Auntie naturally pulled them aside quickly and said, "It's so late, Xiaohua, you two can sleep in our room tonight. Just squeeze in."

Li Xiaohua smiled and said, "It's just a few steps away, so it's convenient to go back."

Yang Jun also said: "Aunt, we won't stay here tonight. Let's wait for the next opportunity and come to see you then."

Seeing that they were determined to go back, Yang Qingping couldn't persuade them any more.

"Okay, then you guys better pay attention to the road."

Having said that, she still followed the crowd and walked a long way before returning.

When I went back, I gave them some cabbage left at home, for fear that they would have nothing to eat when they returned.

If Yang Jun hadn't said he would bring back rice, she would have carried some of the rice from home over.

That’s how my aunt is, she only cares about making sure they have enough food to eat.

Under the moonlight, everything is silent except for the snowflakes falling slowly. Tomorrow morning, the ground will be covered with snow again.

"Crunch, crunch..." They stepped on the snow, and after about twenty minutes, they returned home.

If I stayed at Yang Qingping's house, I might still be washing my feet right now, and that would be too troublesome.

Yang Jun would rather walk a little further back home and sleep in his own bedding.

"Xiaoshan, put the cabbage aside for now. I'll go boil some water for you guys to wash your feet before going to bed."

"I know mother."

After putting away the cabbage given by his aunt, Yang Jun secretly put some more ingredients in the kitchen at home, thinking of getting up early tomorrow to make buns for everyone.

He hadn't eaten steamed buns for a long time and really missed them. He happened to have some cabbage, so he could make some cabbage and meat buns, or leek and meat buns, or something like that.

There are also tofu buns which are quite tasty.

As he thought about it, Yang Jun almost drooled.

When I came out, the stove was burning again and a kettle was placed on it.

The four of them sat together for a while, looking at each other in silence, with only the sound of the kettle water slowly echoing.

Wash your feet and go to bed, no conversation all night.

The next day.

Yang Jun got up early in the morning and first performed a set of boxing as usual. Then, after washing up, he started to chop the meat. He also washed the cabbage and leeks and set them aside. He made two fillings.

Kneading the dough is even easier, and strong force can work wonders.

The crackling sounds he made scared Li Xiaohua.

"Xiaoshan, what are you doing up so early?"

Because the outside was already covered with snow, a little sunshine made the sky bright.

It's only around seven o'clock now, but it already feels like ten.

"Mom, I wanted to make some buns for you to try. I learned this from someone the last time I went to buy buns."

Li Xiaohua smiled when she heard this: "How come you can learn it so quickly when you just started learning it?"

"Leave it there, I'll do it, wait for me to wash my face."

However, when Li Xiaohua came back, she saw that Yang Jun had already made several nicely wrapped buns.

She looked at him in surprise: "Xiaoshan, your buns are really pretty."

Yang Jun chuckled and said, "Mom, maybe I learned this from the womb."

"Nonsense." Li Xiaohua rolled her eyes at him, but was very happy in her heart.

Then naturally, I started to help him wrap it.

In fact, Li Xiaohua doesn’t have many opportunities to make dumplings, because she usually makes steamed buns and other things. Sometimes she just sticks corn tortillas on the edge of the pot. It is rare for her to make a good meal of dumplings once every two or three years.

Even so, she has her own set of skills in making dumplings, and the dumplings she makes look great.

The steamer at home is used to steam steamed buns, and now it is also used to steam dumplings.

Yesterday, Li Xiaohua and Yang Yumei spent half a day washing kitchen utensils and cooking for half a day to sterilize them, so they were not worried about dust, mold or anything like that.

When the steam started to rise from the pot, Yang Yumei and Cheng Xiaoyu got up almost at the same time.

Seeing that the two of them were busy steaming buns, the little girl couldn't help blushing.

"Brother Xiaoshan, you didn't even call me when you got up."

She muttered, feeling that her impression in her mother-in-law's eyes had dropped a lot.

Yang Jun said with a smile: "We are already a family, don't be reluctant, it won't hurt to sleep in. I didn't marry you to be a maid."

The little girl was naturally very happy to hear him defend her like this, but she always felt that something was wrong.

Yang Jun didn't give her a chance to think about it.

"I just steamed some buns. I'm going to take some to my master to try. I have to go to the steel mill. You can help your mother clean up at home. If you want to go home, go home to see Aunt Ping Aimin. Don't be so cautious in the future. Just be like before."

"Well, then you should go early and come back early." The little girl nodded obediently.

"I think I'll be back a little late. You can have dinner by yourselves. You don't have to wait for me." (End of this chapter)