"Xiao Xiao picks up the green onions."
"Ling Yu, hand me a basin."
In the afternoon, we started cooking New Year's Eve dinner.
Zhang Xia was in charge of the cooking.
Her cooking was particularly delicious.
Xiao Xiao and Song Lingyu helped, while Zhang Hai went outside to chop.
After the ribs were cooked, the others sat on the kang, chatting and eating melon seeds.
Green Scallion was on the porch.
Xiaoxiao went over and the door opened.
A sweet-looking girl dressed fashionably asked, "Is this Song Lingyu's house?"
Xiaoxiao held a green onion in her hand and shouted, "Mom, someone is looking for you."
Then she asked, "Sister, who are you?"
"Duang."
The iron basin in Song Lingyu's hand suddenly fell to the ground: "Xiao Xuan."
The girl ran over and hugged Song Lingyu, "Sister Song."
Only then did Xiaoxiao realize that there was a man standing at the door, who looked very similar to the girl.
Recalling the last phone call his mother made, Xiaoxiao had already guessed their identities: "Uncle, come in and sit down."
Song Lingyu looked at the man and said, "Brother Lin, come in and sit down."
Zhang Hai came in with a basin of ribs, an ax under his arm and still stained with blood.
Xiaoxuan was startled, and Zhang Hai was a little embarrassed, "Lingyu, my friend, you come in and I'll help eldest sister cook."
Xiaoxiao followed her father to the kitchen with the green onions.
Zhang Xia took the water ladle and added water to the big pot.
"When Xiaohai's ribs are put into the pot, I'll overtake them."
After the ribs passed through the water, Zhang Xia asked, "Who is coming?"
Zhang Hai washed his hands and said, "It's from Lingyu's house."
"Isn't he an orphan?"
"I said that because I was afraid that I couldn't explain clearly at that time.
I didn't know what happened to her family.
Anyway, she ran away and met bad people.
I rescued her and she came back with me.
People in the village said she was lucky.
She doesn’t have much work to do at home, but I always feel that she shouldn’t live this kind of life.”
"You two are very good.
Life is getting better day by day.
I don't think my brother can't give my wife happiness."
"Auntie, the green onions are chopped."
The little knife is very good, and it can cut out a green onion directly.
"Okay, let's go inside and play."
Xiaoxiao also thought about going into the house to have a look, but when he entered the room, he found that the atmosphere was very awkward.
There were two old ladies, an old man and a child on the kang.
Song Lingyu and the two people who came were standing there without saying anything.
And Xiaoxiao noticed that the man looked at his mother in a way that was not right.
He couldn't be a childhood sweetheart or something like that.
Xiaoxiao moved a few stools over and said, "Uncle and auntie, please sit down."
The girl in her twenties sat down and asked Xiaoxiao, "What's your name?"
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"My name is Zhang Xiaoxiao, and you must be Aunt Xiaoxuan."
"You still know how old I am?"
"You'll be six years old after the new year."
Xiaoxuan compared her height, "She's already this tall at the age of five."
At least the atmosphere was less awkward when someone spoke.
The first thing the man said was, "How have you been these years?"
Song Lingyu looked at Xiaoxiao and then at Xiaohu, "I live a very happy life."
The man smiled and said, "I didn't expect you to have two children."
"Xiao Xiao, come here and call Uncle Lin."
"Uncle Lin."
Xiaoxiao came over and looked carefully at this man with thick eyebrows and big eyes.
His hair and beard were neatly trimmed.
He looked like he was in his twenties or thirties.
"It's very similar to when you were a kid."
"Brother Lin, how are you doing now that you're married?"
"I."
Xiaoxuan was afraid that her brother would say something wrong, "My brother has a girlfriend, and she will be engaged in the next year."
Song Lingyu laughed and said, "Congratulations, congratulations."
Then he said, "Xiaoxuan is going to college, right?"
"I'm almost graduating."
"Why are you here during the Chinese New Year?
Where is Uncle Lin?"
"My dad went abroad to discuss business.
We wanted to come over last time you called us, but my brother never took a vacation."
Song Lingyu chatted with them for a while and asked a little unnaturally, "Can you tell me if you have any at home?"
Lin Hua said, "I didn't tell you.
Your family is quite chaotic now.
I will do what I promised you."
Lin Xuan bit her lip, "Sister Song, I think there might be some misunderstanding about what happened back then.
Sister Bai Ling has never been home in recent years.
Should you two talk about it?"
Song Lingyu sighed, "I didn't think about it too much when I was young, and I didn't want to think about it after I got married."
Xiaoxuan stuck out her tongue, "I was in junior high school at that time and didn't know much about it.
I just heard that Uncle Song lost his temper because of this incident."
"Xiaoxuan, look at how happy I am now.
My husband knows how hot and cold my children are, and my children are smart and obedient.
Although my family's life is not rich, it is getting better all the time.
I think this is good compared to that cold home."
Xiaoxiao was just getting into it when he heard the stubborn old man shouting, "Xiaoxiao, come here and play cards."
Many people in this family ignored her true age.
As a half-adult, she climbed onto the kang and said, "Grandpa Second, don't you know how to play cards?"
The stubborn old man raised his eyebrows and said, "I can't do it."
The old goddess is still a little worried about the stubborn old man, but Grandma is the younger brother of the stubborn old man, so she doesn't care about talking so much.
"I just taught him, little one, take him with you."
Xiaoxiao puffed his lips, "I don't."
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"Yeah" the stubborn old man cleared his throat.
For the sake of future happiness, Xiaoxiao instantly changed his words, "Master, if we work together, we will be invincible."
The poker game became lively once it started, and it wasn't finished until dinner.
There were too many people in the family, so we went to Nainai's house to bring a big tabletop.
The atmosphere at the table was a bit awkward.
The stubborn old man, the oldest, moved quickly first.
There was nothing to eat or sleep at this time, so it would be nice to have a lively meal.
Zhang Hai said, "Lingyu, why don't you introduce us to him yet?"
Song Lingyu stood up, "This is Lin Hua, this is Lin Xuan, we have been friends since childhood."
"This is my husband, this is my godmother, this is my second uncle and my little master, and this is my fellow villager."
This is Xiaoxiao, and this is Xiaohu."
"You don't know, Sister Song was the bully in the yard when she was little.
Once, Zhao Xiaofei bullied me and slapped Sister Song in the face.
She cried so much that she went home to find her mother."
"I said, who does my little one have this bad temper?"
"Ha ha."
After the meal, the relationship became much harmonious.
After dinner, we waited for the stay-at-home orders.
Although the conditions of Xiaoxiao's family improved, Zhang Hai still wanted to save money and move to the city, so he didn't buy a TV, so he only stayed up for the stay-at-home orders.
I can play poker now.
Xiaoxiao looked at Xiaohu, and the others happened to have two tables of poker together.
Xiaoxiao was still thinking that her mother's family should be from the capital, and they were very powerful, but the relationship at home sounded quite chaotic.
But no matter what, the relationship there can't be broken.
Sooner or later we will contact each other, but I don't know what the situation will be like then.
We started making dumplings at around ten o'clock, and ate dumplings to watch the New Year together.
Finally, the stubborn old man Zhang Hai and Lin Hua went to stay at Nainai's house, and the old goddess returned to her own home.
Knowing that her mother would whisper to Lin Xuan at night, Xiaoxiao let her aunt and grandma sleep in the back room, while her mother, Lin Xuan, and Xiaohu were in the room.
And as soon as she got into bed, she started pretending to be asleep
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