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Chapter 83 Fifty-seven years

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    Hu Haihua didn't give in either. He had a lot of families and tried to make up for his children. After living for so many years, he knew that the relationship was made by both parties.

    No matter how good the relationship is, it needs to be maintained. It cannot last for a long time if one party always pays.

    On the morning of the 29th, Su Yuanyuan put five fish in a bag and pushed the cart to Yang Hongwen's house.

    "Auntie, this is the fish we caught. It's big for Chinese New Year, so keep it for eating."

    Xu Chunjiao untied the bag and took a look, "Good guy. Why is it such a big fish?"

    Su Yuanyuan just stood aside and laughed. The more she explained, the more she explained. Let her figure it out for herself.

    Hu Haihua felt embarrassed after receiving so many fish from others, so he packed a lot of peanuts and melon seeds for Su Yuanyuan.

    "Auntie, you'd better give me some raw melon seeds, I want to plant some next year too."

    "Okay, I'll give you a plate of melon seeds."

    Su Yuanyuan came home and worried about the winter melons in the space, they were all big.  There are more than a hundred more. It would be nice if this one can be sold. Anyway, it¡¯s okay. She tidied it up and went to the county.

    There are a lot of people on the road now, and it is not easy to let them out. It seems that we have to find a remote place.

    Su Yuanyuan in this car put forty winter melons.  She wasn't shy either, and walked into the county town, shouting as she walked.

    A wax gourd weighs less than 20 catties, so it can only be sold for a dollar at most.

    Her voice was clear and clear, and the women working in the house could really hear it.  After wandering around for a long time, the whole cart of wax gourds was sold out, and the remaining dozens should be placed in the space.  I'll talk about it later when I have a chance.

    On the twenty-ninth day, Su Yuanyuan didn't go anywhere, but lay down at home. Now the sausages were almost dry, and they were all put into the space. She didn't plan to give them away.  The main reason is that it is difficult to explain how I know the formula.  Because it's the taste of the South.  It's not sold locally at all.

    Hearing the knock on the door, it turned out that Chunsheng came to bring her fried peanuts and melon seeds, "This is from my grandma's house, and my mother told you to eat it.

    Also, this is a firecracker bought by my dad. I tell you that there will be a firecracker on the 30th night and the morning of the first day of the new year.  "

    After Chunsheng finished speaking, he ran away, and there were still friends waiting to go skating together.

    Hu Haihua is stewing meat, and another pot is stewing fish.

    What Yang Minggang meant was to send his mother a raw fish.  Hu Haihua disagreed.  But the words are very nice.

    "Your mother is so old, I still cooked it, so you can pass one."

    She is the person who knows her mother-in-law best. If she gives her raw fish, she will let the other two daughters-in-law who live in the same yard stew it.

    I don't want to give them to eat my own good things.  Another possibility is that he might call himself over to help stew the fish.  It's better to deliver the cooked ones directly.

    If it is cooked, she will not be willing to give it to others.  Just let those two be hungry.

    The sisters-in-law have been together for so many years, and their relationship is really not good.  That is, on the outside surface it is ok.  In fact, they hate each other in their hearts.

    Hu Haihua is in a particularly good mood this year. He lives in a big tiled house with blue bricks, and the famine has been paid off.

    This year's grain was not sold either.  There are more than one hundred yuan in hand.  Why do you feel so hopeful about this day?

    "Mom, it's snowing outside. But not too much."

    "There is much less snow this winter than last year. Don't be a disaster year. Our family doesn't sell a single grain."

    "Mom, do you really have the confidence to speak now?" Yang Xue teased her mother with a smile.

    "Isn't it? If you have money in your hand, you will be tough when you speak."

    Thirty nights.  Su Yuanyuan made dumplings for herself, beef and scallions.  The taste is very delicious.

    Now she has fully adapted to the life here, and there is a special (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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