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Chapter 343 It's Snowing

It's so late, why did Jiang's family come, what happened?

So...is the ginger carp here?

Cheng Yuan stood up in a hurry, put away the unfinished pheasant soup and steamed buns on the table, and arranged his clothes casually.

Then he hurried to open the door.

When Jiang Ziteng knocked on the door impatiently, the door was pulled open, and the thin figure of the young man came into view.

"Brother Cheng is here, why does it take so long to open the door?"

Cheng Yuan's eyes looked out of the door expectantly, and he scanned around the two people outside the door, but he didn't see the little figure he was thinking about.

It seems that Jiang Li didn't come this time, Cheng Yuan was a little disappointed, but he had to face Jiang Ziteng and Jiang Ziwang, so he cheered up,

"Brother Jiang, Second Brother Jiang, why are you here? Is there anything I can help you with?"

"Is there anything our family can do for you to help,"

Obviously Cheng Yuan treated him very well, but when he saw Cheng Yuan, Jiang Ziteng remembered his sister's kindness to him, and couldn't help but want to choke a few times.

"Hey, Brother Cheng, don't listen to his nonsense. We are here this time to deliver something to you."

Jiang Ziwang heard Jiang Ziteng's tone, quickly interrupted Jiang Ziteng's words, and came forward with a smile to smooth things over.

"Have you had dinner yet? My grandma asked me to bring it over. You take it first."

"What? I can't take it, take it back."

When Cheng Yuan saw the big basket Jiang Ziwang pushed over, he reckoned that there must be something in it, although he didn't know what was in it, but no matter what it was, he couldn't ask for anything from Jiang's family anymore.

He owed Jiang's family more and more things, but now he has fallen to the bottom, and whether he can pay back in the future is a problem.

"If you are told to hold it, you can take it. These are not expensive things, they are just some ordinary meals."

Seeing Cheng Yuan's refusal, Jiang Ziteng simply took the basket and put it in his arms, and finally put his arms behind his back, preventing Cheng Yuan from sending it back for half a year.

He, Jiang Ziteng, felt that there was no possibility of getting back what Jiang Ziteng gave away.

"Brother Jiang, Grandpa and I have already had dinner. It's a waste to keep this meal. You can take it back."

When Cheng Yuan heard what Jiang Ziteng said, he guessed that Jiang's family had made a good meal, so he specially sent a bowl for him.

"Brother Cheng, just take it. This is not only for you but also for Grandpa Cheng. Grandpa Cheng has taught Jinjin Lili for so long, we should give you something to eat, so don't refuse."

Jiang Ziwang persuaded him a few more words, then shifted his gaze to Cheng Yuan, "We didn't ask me to tell you that the weather has been cold recently, so you should take care of yourself and don't get sick..."

"Cheng Lao, if my grandma's stewed pork and cabbage vermicelli is mushy, you can try it later, it will be delicious."

After finishing what Jiang Li asked them to bring in one breath, Jiang Ziwang poked his head out to say hello to Mr. Cheng who was lying on the bed before Cheng Yuan could reply, and ran away with Jiang Ziteng.

"..."

"Yuan'er, if you want to keep it, just keep it. Don't chase after me. Although we haven't repaid the Jiang family's kindness now, we might be able to repay it in the future. Yuan'er, you have to work hard."

"...Grandpa, don't worry, I will definitely be able to repay this kindness in the future."

Cheng Yuan clenched his fists unconsciously, and even his eyes were full of determination.

When he came back to his senses, he looked up and found that the two people standing in front of him had long since disappeared. He shook his head helplessly, and stepped forward to close the door.

Putting the basket in his hand on the table, and opening the black cloth covering the basket, he saw a large bowl of pork and cabbage stewed vermicelli, and a few white flour steamed buns on it, exuding a tempting aroma.

Jiang's family has all kinds of ingredients, and Zhang Yueru is willing to add oil, so the taste is naturally different from that of Rouchai's pheasant.

"Grandpa, are you still hungry? I touched this dish and it's still hot. Otherwise, you can eat more."

When Cheng Yuan brought out the dishes, he touched the side of the bowl and found that the side of the bowl was still warm.

"No, I'm already full. Now that it's cold, the food can be put away. Let's put it away and eat it tomorrow."

Mr. Cheng refused. He was sick and lay in bed all day long, and it was difficult to get up to go to the bathroom. So in order to reduce the number of times he went to the bathroom, he basically drank very little water, and he only ate half full when he ate. As for being hungry.

"Grandpa, you didn't eat much at night, why don't you eat more."

Cheng Yuan understood what Cheng Lao was thinking, but Cheng Lao didn't want to eat more, and he couldn't help it, he couldn't force Cheng Lao's mouth to feed him.

"Yuan'er, look, it's getting dark, and I'm going to sleep soon. I ate too much in bed, and my chest was stuffy and uncomfortable."

Seeing Cheng Yuan's persistence, Mr. Cheng simply changed his way of speaking.

"OK then……"

After Mr. Cheng said that, Cheng Yuan can no longer force him to eat. If Mr. Cheng's chest pain worsens, wouldn't it be...

Cheng Lao didn't want to eat, and Cheng Yuan didn't have much appetite, so he just packed up the pheasant soup and the steamed buns together, and they can eat them tomorrow morning after heating them up.

After packing up everything, Cheng Yuan carefully blew out the dim oil lamp in the room, and went back to his hut which was cut out by the curtain.

There was silence all around, lying on the stiff bed, Cheng Yuan unconsciously remembered what Jiang Ziwang said just now.

A carp... A carp...

How can you let me be willing to leave in the future.

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As the weather got colder and colder, the Xiangyang Brigade finally ushered in the first snow of winter, and the snow-white snowflakes kept falling.

After a while, a layer of hoarfrost formed on the ground. At first glance, it was a vast expanse of whiteness, but it had a special charm.

"Lili, look at this snow, it has been falling since the morning, and it hasn't stopped until now."

Both Jiang Li and Jiang Jin were lying on the window sill wrapped up like a round ball, looking curiously at the white snow outside.

Logically speaking, this window should be tightly sealed, but for the sake of ventilation, Su Xiumei opened it a little.

With this little gap in the window, Jiang Jin and Jiang Li got together even more happily, because it was snowing outside, Zhang Yueru and Su Xiumei didn't let them both come out to play, the weather is so cold, it would be bad if they get sick up.

"Yeah, it's a big deal. Dad, mom, and grandpa didn't go to work today, and they're all staying at home."

Jiang Li nodded in agreement. According to past experience, as long as it snows, there will be no fewer snowy days in the future.

The work will naturally stop, and it will not resume until the spring of next year.

"After that, doesn't mom have a lot of free time every day?"

Jiang Jin understood Jiang Li's meaning, and that delicate and beautiful face instantly turned into a bitter face.

(End of this chapter)