After Zhao Yanli returned home, the first thing she did was to find her eldest sister.
Zhao Yanping sighed after hearing the family affairs, "We are married girls, so let's leave it alone."
"You don't know that looking at mom is much older than last year."
"It's their choice."
The two sisters talked for a while before Zhao Yanli went home.
The next day, when she was at work, she wrote to Su Yuanyuan about the situation at home. This time, she wrote five large sheets of paper.
Because I talked to Su Yuanyuan, I felt relieved, and the education of the two children was also stepped up, but I can't be like my elder brother who is a good person outside and an uncle at home. You can't be like your second brother, with a bad mind.
The twelfth lunar month is the busiest time in their family. The Zhou family all make tofu at home, and they make five boards every day. Zhao Yanli is so busy every day that she doesn't have time to complain about it.
It's the tenth day of the twelfth lunar month. Zhang's mother died, and the Zhou family passed away.
Zhang's mother is holding the hand of the eldest grandson. This boy is now twenty-four and still not married.
The old man still thinks about this matter until now.
The young man Zhang Xinhua also shed tears.
It's not that he doesn't want to get married, but it's not the time yet.
Seeing his grandma anxiously holding his hand made him uncomfortable. But I can't say this to my grandma.
Zhang's mother's tears flowed down her cheeks. Zhang Xinhua had no choice but to lie in his grandma's ear and say that he was waiting (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com