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Chapter 39 What’s so fun?
Time soon came to the day when Wen Minghua’s family was entertaining guests.

After lunch, Wen Minghua, who had taken the afternoon off, went into the kitchen to prepare.

"Mom, the table and stools have been returned."

Yang Jianguo walked into the kitchen, holding a towel in his hand to wipe the sweat from his face, and then picked up a paring knife to peel the potatoes.

Wen Minghua stopped his movements,
"Change the dressing first. Doctor Wang has already sent someone to bring you a message."

He was supposed to go yesterday. The kid first went to his aunt's house and probably helped with a lot of work. When he came back, not only was blood oozing from the wound, but there was also a big tear in the military uniform he was wearing.

However, because he came back late, he did not go to Dr. Wang to change the dressing.

This morning, he went to his uncle's house again and picked up Manni from school. He was so busy that he hadn't even gone to the infirmary yet.

Seeing Wen Minghua's persistence, Yang Jianguo had no choice but to get up and go to the factory.

Wen Minghuawei at home, looking at Yang Jianguo's back, thinking about the sister that Manni had talked about in front of her in the past two days, also wondered in her heart, was Yang Jianguo in love?
Find time to ask.

"Auntie."

Wen Minghua frowned and looked at the door. It was Wen Hehua's eldest son, or to be precise, her stepson Guo Mingfeng.

He was holding a large basket in his hand, which was full of vegetables, such as green peppers, red peppers, and eggplants. He also carried a large basket on his back. Looking over his shoulder, Wen Minghua saw a long and large winter melon.

"Why are you alone, where are your mother and your father?"

The 40-year-old Guo Mingfeng raised his hand and touched the back of his head naively, and smiled at the frowning Wen Minghua:
"My mother and the others are not allowed to be free."

It's the autumn harvest season, and it's really hard to leave home.

He was able to come today because Yang Jianguo was unwilling to take away the dishes his mother prepared yesterday, so he was allowed to make this trip.

We have to treat a guest to a meal, which will cost a lot of food and vegetables, but this guest must be invited. Originally, his mother said that his aunt must be waiting for Jianguo to come back. Now that Jianguo is back, she has arranged this matter. .

After speaking, Guo Mingfeng picked out all the winter melons and pumpkins from the basket and piled them into the corner of the kitchen, followed by the vegetables in the basket.

Wen Minghua sighed:
"Why did you take so much again? Jianmin and the others brought it back the day before yesterday, but they haven't touched it yet."

Guo Mingfeng glanced at the various vegetables piled in the kitchen and smiled innocently:
"It's okay, just eat slowly."

There is no shortage of these vegetables in their countryside, especially since their family has a large number of people and a lot of private land. The vegetables grown on the ground every year are enough for the whole family to eat for a whole season.

Besides, in the countryside, they tend to eat home-made pickles. After all, they don’t have much oil for cooking.

Thinking of cooking, Guo Mingfeng looked at his aunt who was a few years older than him. Every year, she would buy two or three kilograms of rapeseed oil for their family, making other families in the village envious.

On other days, when there were festivals going on, she would buy some meat for their family and ask the Jianmin brothers to deliver it to them. Although the number of times was not many, it seemed like there was a pound of meat every time.

His mother had said that his aunt's family must have distributed their own supplies to them.

Thinking about it, his aunt's family has many workers, so the supply must be pretty good, but his aunt is also very capable. To put it bluntly, even in the city, if you have money and tickets, you can't just exchange for meat. Coming here to eat depends on luck on the one hand, and connections on the other.

Guo Mingfeng then thought of the several private transactions his village had made with families of cotton spinning mills over the years, not all of which were led by his uncle.

Wen Minghua looked at his stupidity and couldn't hold it back, so she laughed out loud: "Go to the courtyard and wash your hands. I'll make you a bowl of noodles. You can cushion him first."

I guess I set out early in the morning, covering more than 30 miles, carrying and carrying. I should have been hungry after walking for most of the day.

Guo Mingfeng knew that there was no need to be polite to his aunt, so he washed his hands obediently. When he came back, he squatted by the door and picked up a paring knife to help peel the potatoes.

Wen Minghua didn't care about him and only focused on her noodles.

Her sister's children, including her stepchildren, have a very good relationship with their family.

Although Wen Hehua is a stepmother, she is not like other stepmothers who will treat their first children harshly.

When she married into the Guo family, Guo Mingfeng was less than five years old, and the younger one was less than two years old. Even though she gave birth to a son within two years, she still sent the first two to school.

It was so difficult at that time. Many people advised her to just learn a few words instead of spending so much money to send her to school every year.

But Wen Hehua thinks differently. She is a girl from the city and has attended school for several years since she was a child. Of course she knows the benefits of studying more. She not only sends her children to study, but also thinks that as long as they make a difference, no matter whether they are successful or not, Those who are biological should be given away.

Read more. If there are jobs to be recruited in the city in the future, wouldn’t you be able to send them to take the exam?
Furthermore, Wen Minghua was already married at that time, and she was married to a soldier. Wen Hehua also thought that even if she couldn't recruit workers, why not still join the army?

Sure enough, in addition to Guo Mingfeng, who was really bad at school, and Wen Hehua's second son, the other two in the family included Guo Mingfeng's biological sister. Those who finished junior high school either went to the factory or went to the army.

Of course, this is all without Yang Gensheng's help.

Therefore, Guo Changde's family, which was poorer than the other houses in Guo's family at that time, is now the envy of several brothers' families and even the entire village.

After all, who in the countryside has ever seen a family with two workers and one soldier?

When Manni was picked up by Yang Jianmin after school in the afternoon, Wen Minghua had almost prepared dinner. Of course, this was also the reason why Zhao Dongju came over early to help.

There were two large square tables placed in the yard, and Manni saw several children who had returned from school running around the tables.

She was wondering, what was the meaning of running around the table?
She walked up to Yang Jianguo who was coming out of the kitchen, stretched out her hand and pulled his sleeve, but looked at the children who were running around.

Yang Jianguo didn't understand what she meant and could only look at Wen Minghua:
"mom?"

Wen Minghua held a big bowl in her hand and was dividing the cooked potatoes into braised pork ribs. She only glanced at Manni and understood what she meant:
"She was wondering, what's so fun about running around the table?"

"..."

Yang Jianguo looked at Manni, who had already looked up at him, and didn't know how to answer. After all, he didn't know why these children were running around the table.

"They want to be happy because they can eat meat and other delicious food."

It was Guo Mingfeng. He was standing three or four meters away from Yang Jianguo, looking at Manni with a smile in his eyes.

Manni, the youngest sister in their family, is also the most well-behaved and cute. Apart from being aloof and silent, Guo Mingfeng likes her as much as she likes her.

Who told them that among the several generations of the Guo family, there were only a few girls?

(End of this chapter)