Yan’s second child only gives out red envelopes during festivals and transfers monthly living expenses. My daughter has needs, so she has hardly refuted…

  The little treasury was emptied by my daughter again and again, and she was never so happy.

  What is this called? The art of giving money? !

   "Father, didn't you say something?" Yan Yu looked at him expectantly.

  Yan Laoer thought for a while, and asked: "Then do I want to learn from your uncle and give you rewards?"

  Yan Yu said disgustedly: "It's boring to learn a lot from my uncle, and I'm not surprised at all."

  Yan Er Er's teeth are sour: "What kind of surprise do you want if you have money!"

  Yan Yu was right after thinking about it, and reached out to him: "Bring it."

  Yan Er Er: What if I don’t want to give it? !

  Having not received the small money for a long time, Yan Yu became vigilant: "Father, you don't want to go back on your word, do you?!"

   "Your father keeps his word." Yan's second son justified.

   said again: "But let me ask you first, did you see what your uncle wrote this time?"

   "No." Yan Yu himself was curious too.

  Although I probably guessed that it was keeping accounts, why is it that only his father pays money to keep accounts, and there is no reward for them?

   Are they unworthy? !

   "Then let me ask you something again." Yan's second learned the conversation with Li Xuemei. "Why is your mother suddenly in a bad mood?"

  Yan Yu looked at her father with strange eyes.

"Dad! Did you forget what you said? One year, wool sweaters were very popular. My mother didn't say she wanted to buy them, so she just noticed them. When we went to the street, she touched them. You're lucky, say What is not practical, wear it for a few days a year, and look like a bear from afar...

  My mother is just a little fat, but to that extent, my mother didn't like to talk to you at that time. How can you forget such a painful experience! "

  Yan Lao Er slapped his forehead.

  Yes, there is such a thing.

  He smiled mischievously, "Well, ours is not cold, and it is true that it can't be worn for a few days. Do you think it is not practical? Like a bear...Did I say that?"

  Yan Yu gave him a look of 'what do you say', and recalled it by himself.

have to!

  He remembered this time, this piece is thunder and cannot be stepped on.

  He made up for it himself: "You know the conditions of our family, money is so hard to earn."

  Yan Yu looked helpless, and said earnestly: "Father! This is not about money. If you say buy it, she will definitely not want it. On the other hand, you will not live. The point is, you think she is fat!"

  Yan’s second child groaned and denied repeatedly: "No! No! Absolutely not!"

   The desire to survive is also very strong.

  Yan Yu sincerely suggested: "Don't say such things in the future."

   "How much pocket money is this information worth?" She asked expectantly.

  Yan Laoer weighed it, and he didn't feel embarrassed to take out the twenty coins he had prepared, but took off thirty copper coins from the money string.

"These."

  Yan Yuxi smiled, counted clearly, and put them into her small backpack.

   "Father, I'm leaving!"

   Take the money and leave, very chic!

   Yan Laoer shook his head with a smile, stringed back the twenty texts, and went to find the Qi family brothers.

  Tell them that they plan to burn charcoal tonight.

  The three brothers of the Qi family have nothing to say, and they are going to find suitable wood immediately.

   He stopped him and said to wait for everyone to come together.

  Go back and pack a lot of horse meat, put it in a basket, bring a pot, fill it with water, take seasoning and various wild vegetables he bought in exchange.

   After thinking about it, he picked up more than a dozen big steamed buns.

  The three brothers from the Qi family came over and saw that he had prepared two baskets, and they carried them away without thinking too much.

  The four of them walked a long way before Yan's second son shouted to stop.

   Qi Da put down his things and was about to cut branches.

  He was aiming all the way, missed a few good looking ones, and finally arrived at the place, ready to go!

   "Brother Qi, let's put things back together first." Second Yan greeted.

   Qi Da agreed, and as soon as he turned around, he saw Yan Lao Er taking out steamed buns, vegetables, and meat from the basket one after another!

  I thought to myself: It seems that this time I have to do a big job.

  Qi Si and Qi Wu thought the same way, thinking that the second brother Yan might have to burn for a few days before he brought so much rations.

   Immediately felt a sense of urgency, cut more branches, I am afraid it would not be enough.

   "Come on, let's set up the pot first." Second Yan said.

   "Second Brother Yan, are you hungry?" Qi Si asked.

  Yan Laoer said: "No, I'm not full, so fill my stomach first, then I can work."

  The Qi family brothers can no longer agree with what they said.

   They are, when they are hungry, they really can’t work well, and they are always thinking about when to eat.

  The three brothers are quick at work, finding firewood to make a fire very quickly.

   Yan Laoer sprinkled in the seasoning and began to slice the meat.

   It doesn’t need to be very thin, just about the same. Therefore, the speed is quite fast.

  He flicked on one side, and the water boiled on the other side, and poured in with a splash.

   After stirring, while the three were in a daze, each of them stuffed a steamed bun, saying: "There are not many steamed buns, eat more meat."

   Leave them alone after finishing speaking, and turn into a ruthless meat-slicing machine, cutting and cutting.

  The three brothers of the Qi family were dumbfounded.

   What's going on!

   Said he was here to burn charcoal, and he had dinner first when he got there.

  Didn't Yan Er say he was hungry? Why doesn't he eat?

   "Second brother Yan, we are not hungry." Qi Wu said as he was about to put the steamed buns back.

   "Don't! You squeezed it, there are your finger prints on it, who can eat it, but you can only eat it." Yan's second child stopped.

  Qi Wulian and his two elder brothers stopped at the same time.

   Look carefully at the steamed bun, is there any mark? Their hands are pretty clean.

   But thinking that the Yan family might not eat the steamed buns they kneaded, the three brothers got entangled.

  What should I do?

  Niang didn't say what to do in this situation.

"This is considered a working meal. How can we not eat when we do work? If we help someone in our village, don't we have to take care of the meal?" Yan Laoer picked up a piece of horse meat and ate it with a sizzling haha, feeling spicy Not enough, ready to put some more.

   said: "Try this, is it not spicy enough? Put more?"

  He each took a slice for them and put it on the steamed bun.

   "Try it quickly, we have to work after eating."

  Three solid eyes, as soon as they heard the work, they swallowed it in a hurry, for fear that eating slowly would waste time.

   "How is it? What's the taste? Is it spicy enough?"

  Yan Laoer asked a series of questions.

  Qi Da pondered, Qi Wu scratched his head, Qi Si slammed his mouth: "Second brother Yan, it's delicious."

  They really couldn’t describe anything else, but they knew it was delicious.

  Yan Lao Er laughed: "Eat more, I'm going to make a big one this time, see those few trees, the old ones, let's try to burn them this time."

  His ambition shocked the three brothers of the Qi family.

  Looking in the direction he pointed, the three of them reckoned that it could still be cut down, but they had to work harder.

   "I can't cut it down, it's up to the three of you, you eat more, there are several trees! I heard people say that you have strength when you are full, and the three of you should be full. Let's finish working and go back early."

  The three brothers of the Qi family are still accepting what he said, and they have to think about it for a while.

   But Yan’s second son didn’t give them this opportunity, and he said, “Hurry up, the meat is too old to chew, and it’s a waste if you can’t eat it. Hurry up! Hurry up!”