"Don't talk nonsense. Your little brother got this food back. It's a lot, so let's let go and eat it. After a while, when you are in better health, you can also go to the river to catch fish."

Zhang Zhaofang's long and dense eyelashes curled up slightly, covering a pair of bright and deep eyes. His calm eyes were unpredictable and added a mysterious feeling. He hurriedly expressed his words:

"You don't have to worry about grain. As long as you can buy grain in the county town, our family will not be short of grain. And our family can dig a hole and store a batch of grain first."

"No, Afang, where did you get so much food? Did you steal it?" Sister Zhang Zhi's skin was better than snow, and her eyes were like a pool of clear water. As she looked at her, her eyes widened.

How old is my brother, and he has such great ability, and he can't help but think of it as a rooster crowing dog.

Zhang Zhaofang was in a bad mood, and this matter was not explained clearly. He could not tell them that he had been there for the future in eighty or ninety years. He quickly asked:

"Sister, are you accusing your brother like this? Don't worry about eating yours! The source of these foods is absolutely fine. I also got Western medicine. Can you steal it casually?"

"Okay, okay! Don't say anything more. There are so many delicious foods that can't fill your mouth. It's true!" Zhang's mother looked tired and picked up two bites of food. She persuaded her and complained.

The little sister Zhang Xue smiled excitedly, her eyes curled like crescent moons, as if the spiritual charm also overflowed. Her reaction arc was a bit long, perhaps because she was attracted by the delicious food. It seemed that she could not help but "ahwu" and agreed to it:

"Just... I don't even talk. The dishes made by Mu Niang (mother) are so delicious!"

It seemed that I didn't pay attention to what everyone said before, but instead focused on the meal.

Zhang's mother said with a sweet smile on the corner of her mouth and a lustful face:

"It's your brother Afang who has the ability to get so many delicious foods back!"

"Is it really my brother got it back?" The little girl Zhang Xue blinked her bright eyes, clear and clear, with a cherry mouth, and two dimples when she smiled, and she was still a little unbelievable on her face.

"No, otherwise you wouldn't have eaten so much delicious food?" Zhang's mother asked kindly.

Zhang's father's three-dimensional facial features were as handsome as a knife, exuding a sense of relief. He ate the meal with joy and looked proud, and almost drank a pot of old wine. He said proudly:

"You said that Afang's name was not well obtained!"

"Afang's name is indeed not good. Is this name good for living under the knife?" Zhang's mother frowned and refuted.

"If you want me to say that the current situation is full of chaos everywhere, where is it not just a knife to live, and what's more, the name Afang means to recruit all sides, but not what you mean by living on the knife to live, but you are the woman's opinion." Zhang's father's gentle and smiling eyes actually had a charm that made people addicted to it, and he talked a little.

"What do you think of my wife? OK, I'll go back to my parents' home these days. Now that there is food at home, I'd better return it early, so as not to know if you eat my parents' food." The virtuous mother Zhang originally wanted to lose her temper, but after taking a look at Zhang's father who was still on the hospital bed, she finally calmed down.

Suddenly, everyone felt bored.

Zhang's father's cold face still couldn't hide the intoxicating aura. His two sword eyebrows condensed and he said slowly:

"I originally thought that if I wasn't really here, I would leave some food at home... But since Afang can get Western medicine from foreigners and cure my body now, why don't we send some food to our brothers and our children's uncle's house?"

Zhang's mother looked straight, and she kept nagging and complaining, and showed her achievements to her parents:

"You guys, you haven't seen you since you were lying on the bed. Instead, my brothers have also brought some food. Otherwise, our family would have no surplus food."

Zhang's father relaxed his eyebrows, lowered his head and sighed, and said ashamed and considerate:

"Oh... After my death, my brothers have had a hard time. Now we have the ability to help, so let's help. In this world..."

Zhang's mother looked bad, and she frowned and said with a grim look:

"You are old and have a full belly. You are really good at being a good person like this - it's so good to be a person outsider and starve to your own family."

Zhang's father's straight nose bridge, his soft lips, which were like rose petals, raised slightly, and said with a bitter smile:

"This... a bowl of water must be kept flat. Since your brother's house has sent it, my brother will also send it some, otherwise they will gossip."

Zhang's mother, who was focused on her eyes, became furious for a moment.

These days, as my father-in-law passed away, his man was lying on the bed again, looking like he was getting better at all, and the pressure was all over her, a weak woman.

He couldn't help but shouted loudly:

"Why, your brothers have never seen you and have not sent food. Now even if you are well, you can only give me a few brothers. Your brothers are not kind enough, why should you send them food!"

It seems that at this moment, being oppressed by life made her lose her past virtuousness, and there are only days when she can’t see the end.

Although his son Zhang Zhaofang brought back a lot of food, this did not indicate a stable source. After this batch of food, it would return to the situation of being tight in the past.

The little girl Zhang Xue had a cute and cunning like a cat in her eyes. She tilted her body to eat the meal while interrupting her vaguely:

"That is, the eagle in the sky is big, and the uncle on the earth is big. Mom (mother), I will also go to my uncle's house to deliver food."

Zhang's father tense his face, his sword eyebrows stood up, and he became angry and immediately sent his dissatisfaction on his little daughter's head:

"What do you know, little girl? A big country girl, have food or not."

Zhang Xue, a little girl who was originally delicious and delicious, became a little proud, but now she suddenly found that Zhang's father and mother's face turned pale, and she couldn't help but be frightened, and she felt very aggrieved:

"Woo, woo..."

Sister Zhang Zhi's beautiful eyebrows were frowning lightly, and a shallow worry swept out on her delicate face.

She hurriedly stood aside and whispered a few words:

"Okay, don't cry anymore. If you cry again, you won't send my sister to the landlord's house. You'll send you there."

"Sister Stinky, I want to send you... I'll send you there, so I won't go!" The little girl Zhang Xue's eyes were foggy and she retorted while crying.

"Okay! If you don't go, you can send me there!" Sister Zhang Zhi frowned with a faint eyebrows and made fun of her.

“This is almost the same…”
Chapter completed!