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Jiang Jinzhu is an impatient person.

They said they'd pay, and they didn't delay at all.

He did not entrust this matter to his son, Jiang Yinzhu.

Instead, he called his attendant, Xiao Ma, and asked him to take a passbook from a hidden compartment in the bedside table. He then dismissed everyone else and handed the passbook to Su Lang.

Su Lang took it, opened it, and glanced at it.

Sixteen thousand four hundred and thirty yuan.

He did a rough calculation.

Jiang Jinzhu's salary and pension over the years have amounted to roughly this amount.

Lin Zhilan was also somewhat surprised.

Sixteen thousand yuan.

In this day and age, that's no small sum.

Jiang Jinzhu looked at their surprised expressions and felt somewhat smug.

"Over the years, apart from smoking, I haven't spent much money. I can't even finish all the things the organization gives me during holidays. This money is saved for Chengzhou anyway."

Jiang Jinzhu was a veteran who joined the army during the War of Resistance against Japan.

Now, after retirement, they still enjoy free medical care and accommodation, as well as the benefits of a personal attendant and a dedicated car.

He was an old man who saved all his money except for the occasional donation to the families of martyrs.

This is also the source of his confidence in constantly insisting on supporting Chengzhou.

This amount is too large.

Su Lang and Lin Zhilan exchanged a glance. "Uncle Jiang, this amount is too large. We need to go back and discuss it with our parents."

Jiang Jinzhu nodded, reassured by the character of Xu Yueyun and Su Bingcheng.

However, he still added a reminder, "Don't tell anyone else, not even Chengzhou. I'm worried the child will be led astray."

Su Lang and Lin Zhilan nodded in agreement and got up to take their leave.

As they reached the door, they glanced back.

Jiang Jinzhu lay on the bed with his eyes half-closed, the wrinkles on his face deepening.

When Xu Yueyun returned home, Su Bingcheng was sitting in the living room waiting for her.

Upon seeing them return, Xu Yueyun immediately asked, "How is Jiang Jinzhu?"

"Stroke, but not in immediate danger," Su Lang said, placing the bankbook on the coffee table. "Uncle Jiang gave me the bankbook and asked me to transfer it to Chengzhou."

Xu Yueyun picked them up and was also stunned. "So many?"

Su Bingcheng also came over to take a look, his brows furrowing slightly. "Old Chiang is... revealing all his secrets."

Su Lang sat down on the sofa and roughly recounted what Jiang Jinzhu had said in the ward.

Xu Yueyun listened in silence.

I felt sorry for him, but I also felt that he was hateful.

Lin Zhilan didn't like this atmosphere.

It's almost Chinese New Year, and first there was the Su family's affair, and then the Jiang family's affair.

It turned the house upside down.

There's absolutely no festive atmosphere for the Chinese New Year.

She stood up and rolled up her sleeves.

"Dad, Mom, you didn't eat lunch either, did you? Today is Laba Festival, so I'll cook some Laba porridge for everyone."

Xu Yueyun suddenly realized and quickly said, "That's right, today is the 28th of the twelfth lunar month."

She composed herself and flashed her first smile of the day. "Let's not worry about those things anymore. We'll have Laba porridge at home to get rid of bad luck."

Xu Yueyun wanted to go to the kitchen with Lin Zhilan.

Su Lang stopped him.

"Mom, you and Dad rest on the sofa, I'll go help Zhilan."

Xu Yueyun said, "It's alright, I just came to see if there's anything I can help with."

Su Lang rolled up his shirt sleeves, a smirk playing on his lips. "Mom, do I have to be so blunt? Can't you just let my wife and I be alone for a little while?"

Xu Yueyun was stunned for a moment, then raised her hand to punch him.

"Go ahead and be reckless. Only Zhilan can tolerate you."

"Su Lang," Lin Zhilan called from inside.

Su Lang raised an eyebrow at his mother and walked into the kitchen smugly.

Xu Yueyun shook her head and couldn't help but laugh.

The kitchen table was covered with food.

When making Laba porridge, the quality doesn't matter.

As long as you collect all eight items, you can choose whatever you like, regardless of your budget.

For families with modest means, they use mixed rice bought from a grain store, with some red beans and mung beans added.

If you have the means, add a few red dates and peanuts. If you can't gather all eight, just cut up a few pieces of dried sweet potato and a handful of corn grits to top it off, for the auspicious meaning of "eight treasures".

Xu Yueyun had prepared eight items well in advance.

Red beans, mung beans, peanuts, lotus seeds, red dates, longan, glutinous rice, and millet.

Eight items filled the entire table.

Lin Zhilan asked Su Lang to help wash the vegetables, while she poured the soaked red beans and mung beans into a pot, added water, and brought it to a boil over high heat.

The water in the pot was bubbling and rolling, and the red beans and mung beans were turning a darker color.

Lin Zhilan turned down the heat, put the lid on the pot, and sighed.

Su Lang asked her softly, "Are you tired?"

"I'm so tired," Lin Zhilan said with a resentful look, "I'm starting to miss the island."

At this time last year, she was cooking fish balls with Wang Rou and her sister-in-law Chunhua. There were no more troublesome things in the capital.

Su Lang smiled and said, "Soon, we'll go back after the New Year."

Lin Zhilan glanced outside and whispered in Su Lang's ear, "How should we tell Chengzhou?"

Lin Zhilan's biggest worry is her child.

Chengzhou dislikes the Jiang family, and Lin Zhilan doesn't want to force him to meet Jiang Jinzhu.

Su Lang leaned closer, "Give me a kiss, and I'll solve this problem."

Without thinking, Lin Zhilan gave him a big kiss on the cheek.

It's not like we haven't kissed before.

What's there to be coy about?

Su Lang was startled and hurriedly glanced outside.

He's all talk and no action; subconsciously, he's still a conservative man.

However, it's hard to say whether it's conservative or not.

Once he was sure no one was outside, he leaned closer and said, "It was too fast, I didn't feel it. Give me another kiss."

Lin Zhilan hardened her fist.

Su Lang cleared his throat twice and handed her the washed millet. "Cook porridge, cook porridge."

"What about the matter in Chengzhou?"

"I'll do it."

Lin Zhilan snorted and took the rice from her. "Wash the rest of them one by one."

"receive!"

Laba porridge needs to be "cooked" for half an hour before Lin Zhilan opened the pot lid.

By this time, the red beans had already blossomed, and the mung beans were cooked until soft.

She poured in the glutinous rice and millet, stirred it, and then put the lid on the pot.

Simmer for another 20 minutes.

Twenty minutes later, the rice grains were translucent, the beans were soft and mushy, and the broth was so thick that it clung to the spoon for a long time before falling off.

Lin Zhilan poured in the lotus seeds and peanuts, and added a few rock sugar pieces.

In the last 10 minutes, sprinkle in the red dates and longan.

Steam rose up, carrying a sweet aroma.

The children were hungry because they hadn't eaten lunch.

Linlin was the first to run over, "Mommy, it smells so good!"

She stood on tiptoe, peering over the stove into the pot.

Su Lang quickly picked her up, saying, "Be careful, it's hot."

The Laba porridge in the pot is ready.

The rice grains burst open, the beans soften and mushy, and the porridge is so thick that chopsticks can stand upright in it.

This is the traditional Laba porridge.

Jiang Chengzhou stood at the kitchen doorway but did not come in.

Lin Zhilan waved to him, "Our Chengzhou is the biggest eater, why don't you try it for us first and see if we need to add some more sugar?"

Jiang Chengzhou approached.

He watched as his aunt blew on the porridge on the spoon to cool it down before bringing it to his lips.

"It's delicious," Jiang Chengzhou glanced at his sister who was tugging at his clothes, "It would be even better with a little sugar."