mchenry-crisis.org Chapter 110 Weijia Village
Chapter 110 Weijia Village
Chapter 110 Weijia Village
"Us?" The uncle asked, somewhat surprised. "What does this have to do with me?"
Lu Yuan patted his uncle's arm without any regard for seniority and said, "You're the man in charge of Weijia Village's mutton offal soup. If you don't do it, who will?"
My uncle pursed his lips and said, "Why does this sound so strange to me?"
Lu Yuan thought to himself, "How can I not be surprised? Lamb offal soup, that's stuff filled with lamb poop, the smell is strong, needless to say!"
However, having my uncle lead my maternal grandfather's family and my aunts to run a lamb offal soup shop is a good way out.
They are very skilled at raising sheep. With such good resources, it would be a waste not to use them.
Lu Yuan didn't intend to run all the businesses himself; he didn't have that much energy.
"Uncle, go back and have everyone wash the mutton offal. If it can be put in the refrigerator, then put it in the refrigerator. If it can't, then bring it here and put it in my shop's refrigerator for now."
Lu Yuan gave Wei Yingxiong a temporary solution, and then thought for a while before saying, "How about this, after we finish our work at noon today, my mother and I will go back to Weijia Village this afternoon."
"You're coming back today?" Wei Yingxiong was pleasantly surprised to hear this: "Your grandfather talks about you two all the time."
Speaking of his maternal grandfather, Lu Yuan also missed him.
When Lu Yuan was a child, everyone was struggling financially. He had a sweet tooth and loved sweets, so his grandparents would save up the candy they had saved for the New Year.
When Lu Yuan and Wei Yinghong returned to Weijia Village, they took it out and gave it to Lu Yuan to eat.
Even when the candy gets deformed in the summer heat, they still save it for Lu Yuan, no matter how much we try to dissuade them.
Uncle suddenly seemed to remember something and added, "Oh right, your second aunt and youngest aunt are back too. It'll be quite lively when you go over this afternoon."
"Okay, I'll bring some food over this afternoon. Tell Grandma not to cook," Lu Yuan replied.
"That's wonderful, nephew! You have to prove your uncle wrong today!" The uncle put his arm around Lu Yuan's shoulder and said, "I'm telling you, your cooking is amazing now, but nobody believes me."
"Absolutely!"
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Now that there's no need to farm, and with sales of fried dough sticks not as good as before, Wei Yinghong doesn't get up as early anymore.
Anyway, she couldn't help in the kitchen, and Lu Yuan wouldn't let her do any of the odd jobs in the front of the house.
Every morning after getting up, she can only tidy up the yard and then study how to bake bread in the oven.
She overheard someone privately calling her Mrs. Lu when she was in the restroom, implying that she was good for nothing and only knew how to enjoy life.
However, she wasn't angry. After all, her son was so outstanding.
When she got up, her uncle had already gone home.
It wasn't that she got up very late, but rather that her uncle would deliberately avoid her because she would always nag him a bit.
Wei Yingxiong had had enough of this kind of life since he was a child. He finally endured it until his older sister got married, but he never expected that he would still have to come to her house every day.
Wei Yingxiong naturally refused; he preferred to get up early rather than be scolded by his sister.
Lu Yuan told her about her decision to return to Weijia Village that afternoon.
Upon hearing this, Wei Yinghong's face instantly lit up with a joyful smile.
She had just finished washing up and was about to go to the yard to water the flowers when she heard the news, so she turned around and went back inside.
Actually, she had wanted to go back and visit for a long time, but she had put the idea aside because the restaurant had been quite busy this past month.
After all, her parents are getting old and her younger brother is unreliable, so as the eldest daughter, she always has to worry more.
These days, without cell phones, if you want to know what's going on, you have to go and see for yourself.
A short while later, Wei Yinghong lifted the curtain again and came out.
She had changed into new clothes she bought in the provincial capital, and was also wearing newly purchased gold jewelry around her neck and on her ears.
Lu Changming, who was studying the account books in the yard, was stunned. He felt that his wife was acting like a city person.
"Didn't you say you'd only wear new clothes for the New Year?" Lu Changming couldn't help but ask.
"You're like a block of wood!" Wei Yinghong glared at him, annoyed. "You can't even understand polite conversation? How are you going to wear summer clothes in winter?"
"..." Lu Changming was speechless for a moment, then pressed on, "Where's the ring? Why aren't you wearing it?"
Wei Yinghong stood with her hands on her hips, staring intently at Lu Changming. She noticed that her man was acting unusually naive today.
"We still need to knead the dough, what if the ring gets stuck in it!"
Then Wei Yinghong called Lu Yuan again and instructed him, "You two should change into your new clothes after you finish your work at noon!"
"Huh? I want to go too!" Lu Changming seemed a little reluctant.
"What do you mean you're going?" Wei Yinghong was a little annoyed by Lu Changming's string of words: "You mean there are only two people in our family? Stop talking nonsense!"
Lu Yuan watched his father's humiliation with amusement, ignoring Lu Changming's repeated pleading looks.
At 3:30 p.m., the family packed themselves up neatly, carrying a bunch of bags and things, and tied them to the motorcycle, ready to return to Weijia Village.
In rural areas, it's a significant event for a woman to bring her husband and children back to her parents' home.
It doesn't need to be too grand, but it also can't be too casual.
After all, there's a reason to "report back to one's parents' home," so one has to show to some extent that one is doing well.
Especially among sisters, they often make plans to go back to their parents' home together. Those who are close reminisce, while those who are not close compare themselves to each other.
But the sisters also shared a common idea: to help their maternal family.
Lu Yuan borrowed two motorcycles. Lu Changming rode one with Wei Yinghong on the back, while he rode the other carrying their belongings.
In the Northwest during summer, it often doesn't get dark until 8:30 pm.
It was the hottest time of day, and the three of them were cycling under the scorching sun, sweating profusely.
"Son, you should buy a car," Lu Changming blurted out abruptly. He had specifically asked this question when they went to the provincial capital. 8.
The price of a driver's car.
Lu Yuan could buy a Santana, which often appears in movie DVDs, in just one month.
However, upon hearing this, Wei Yinghong pinched Lu Changming's waist, startling him so much that he jerked his handlebars: "What are you doing? We're riding a motorcycle!"
"So you were riding a motorcycle! I thought you were riding a rocket!" Wei Yinghong teased. "I think you're just a toad yawning, what a big mouth you have! Your son works hard to earn money by cooking, and you're showing off!"
"I was just mentioning it casually, why are you making such a fuss!" Lu Changming said, feeling wronged.
Lu Yuan did want to buy a car, but no matter how much money he earned, it wasn't enough to cover his expenses, so he had to put the idea on hold for now.
Weijia Village wasn't far away; it only took two motorcycles half an hour to get there.
Weijia Village is in worse condition than Luwangtan Village. At a glance, all you see are mud walls, and only the main house is a brick and tile house.
The roar of the motorcycle engine startled the villagers from afar, who craned their necks over the courtyard wall to see whose guests were coming.
My maternal grandparents, my second aunt's family, and my youngest aunt's family were already waiting at the door.
Before the motorcycle had even come to a complete stop, my enthusiastic second aunt was the first to come up and exclaim, "The Lu family really has money! Look at this big motorcycle!"
"Hello, Second Aunt!" Lu Yuan waved with a smile.
"Oh my! Who is this! He looks like a city person, a real catch!" Second Aunt raised her voice exaggeratedly as she looked Lu Yuan up and down.
When Lu Yuan heard his second aunt praising someone, he almost lost his balance: "Second aunt, you are a handsome man, without the 'child' radical..."
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