After he and his mother-in-law separated, he built a house and stocked a warehouse full of grain and

"I'm not familiar with her, really! Not familiar at all." Hu Wenhua lowered his voice but still had a sense of panic, for fear that she would misunderstand.

Ding Jiajia hummed softly.

She was just surprised that Zhang Chunhua could call him Brother Wenhua, but she had known him for such a long time, and they could only speak to him a handful of times.

When can she call him this openly?

And he didn't need to explain to himself that the little girls in the village also called other men "brother". Although it was not as affectionate as Zhang Chunhua's, it might be Zhang Chunhua's habit.

Hu Wenhua thought that Ding Jiajia didn't believe it, so he felt even more anxious. His burly body couldn't maintain the etiquette and he took another step forward, his figure covering the soft and slender person.

Ding Jiajia looked up. The two of them were standing very close, closer than ever before. They were so close that Hu Wenhua could see the soft fuzz on her fair cheeks, and he could also see him in her moist eyes.

She has him in her eyes.

Hu Wenhua suddenly forgot what he was going to say and felt extremely hot all over!

"Jiajia, Jiajia!" Fan Erzhu and Fan Sanzhu ran from behind and shouted eagerly.

Hu Wenhua reacted suddenly, took a big step back, and opened a small distance, but not too far apart. He stared at the two of them with sharp eyes.

He has never called her that!

Fan Jiang corrected his two cousins: "Brother Erzhu, Brother Sanzhu, my mother said that Jiajia is her sister, that is our aunt. You can't call him by his name directly. You have to call her Jia like us." Aunt Jia!"

Fan Erzhu and Fan Sanzhu were stunned.

Aunt Jiajia?

Why!

After the key point is made, how will the marriage be discussed in the future?

"No!"

Under Hu Wenhua's sharp gaze, Fan Erzhu explained: "We call her parents Uncle Ding and Aunt Ding, how can we call her Aunt?

Dajiang, let’s do it this way, let’s discuss our own issues! After all, there's no blood connection, so it'll be fine. "

Only the second aunt said that she was just a eldest sister, not her biological brother like Hu Wenhua.

After he gets married to the Ding family, and Ding Jiajia becomes his mother-in-law, let’s see how the second aunt still calls Ding Jiajia sister!

You can't say that he is her brother-in-law, right?

The more Fan Erzhu thought about it, the happier he became. He looked at Ding Jiajia as if she was the one in her pocket.

Ding Jiajia frowned slightly and took a few steps back.

She doesn't like Fan Da's family.

Especially Sun Jinhua, Fan Dazhu, two pillars and three pillars.

The four of them have been insulting her outside her house many times in the past few years. Fan Dazhu and the other three even threw clods at her. Before she met Hu Wenhua, she didn't even like to leave her house or the land in front of her house.

After getting acquainted with Sister Shui Qing, she often came to Sister Shui Qing's house, but she still didn't go to other houses in the village.

During the time she was at Sister Shui Qing's house, she thought she was used to being in crowds. Today, when she met Fan Erzhu and the others, she realized that she was not used to being in crowds, but was used to getting along well with others, like Fan Erzhu and the others. She is still not happy!

Just being together makes people feel uncomfortable.

"Miss Ding, come and drink mung bean soup." Li Erni shouted loudly over there.

"Okay." Ding Jiajia responded, turning around and running over without hesitation.

Hu Wenhua's originally retreating body stepped forward to block the two men who were about to follow him again.

Fan Erzhu and Fan Sanzhu dared to quarrel with others, and did not care about Ding Jiajia's alienation and displeasure, but when they saw Hu Wenhua, they couldn't help but flinch, paused, and did not dare to come forward.

Zhang Chunhua was very happy to see Hu Wenhua blocking two and three pillars but not herself.

She walked briskly towards the place where the mung bean soup was placed.

One of Zhou Yu and Zheng Yan took out a bowl and spoon from the bamboo basket, and the other was responsible for ladling the mung bean soup.

Li Dani and Wang Qiuyue first brought a bowl to Ding Jiajia, then to Fan Jiang, Fan He, and then to Hu Wenhua, leaving the rest for themselves.

Looking at Zhang Chunhua who was swallowing her saliva, the five of them just pretended not to notice - there were only nine sets of bowls and spoons, and the lady didn't prepare any for others.

Ding Jiajia held the big bowl and drank slowly from one spoon to the next. This mung bean soup was cooked by Sister Shui Qing. Only the two principals of Jiang He were qualified to share it. She was also the one who was free to eat, and each person only had one portion. She was not good enough to give her share to Zhang Chunhua.

She glanced at Hu Wenhua secretly. He didn't need a spoon and drank heavily without any sign of others.

For some reason, Ding Jiajia felt slightly at ease.

From her understanding, Hu Wenhua is a very generous person. If he really likes Zhang Chunhua, he will not be reluctant to give up a bowl of mung bean soup. If he didn't give it to her, does it mean that he has no such intention for Zhang Chunhua...

Hu Wenhua was also very satisfied. The second and third pillars did not come forward, and Jiajia did not even look at them, which proved that he was in charge!

Jiajia didn't like those two people at all.

This realization made him inexplicably happy.

Zhang Chunhua looked at Ding Jiajia and then at Hu Wenhua. Seeing that neither of them spoke, she stamped her feet and ran away.

Fan Jiang and Fan He didn't know what they were thinking. They only thought that the mung bean soup made by Aniang was delicious!

Accompanying Aunt Jiajia to deliver mung bean soup, this trip is really worth it!

Li Dani also had the same idea: "The mung bean soup made by Madam is so delicious!"

The others nodded sharply.

"It's very sweet. I've seen Madam make mung bean soup. A lot of sugar is put in, but it's still white sugar. Madam said it tastes better with white sugar than brown sugar." Wang Qiuyue said in amazement.

White sugar is more expensive than brown sugar, she knows this.

The sugar in it made her feel very distressed, and Mrs. Mung Bean Soup with so much sugar in it actually gave it to them to drink together. She was so willing to give it up.

Ding Jiajia took another sip. She had made mung bean soup in the past with a lot of sugar, especially white sugar, but it was not as delicious as Sister Shui Qing.

There is always an astringent taste of mung beans.

"Madam also soaked the mung beans. She poured out the soaking water to remove the bitter taste and then added spring water to boil them again. This not only wastes money but also energy." Li Dani added.

Making it delicious is not only because the lady is willing to add sugar, but also because she spends time!

Ding Jiajia quickly remembered.

"No wonder!" Zhou Yu said clearly.

In the past, they didn't like to eat beans at Zhuangzi. They didn't like to eat soybeans, mung beans, or red beans. The main reason was that beans were not delicious no matter how they were cooked. They had a bitter taste and had to be paired with a lot of sugar.

But sugar is a precious thing, and who can bear it? Besides, even if they were willing, they wouldn’t have it.

Only when I came here did I know that mung beans and soybeans can be sprouted and eaten. They are fresh and tender and delicious;

Grind soybeans into pulp, and the tofu, tofu curds, dried tofu, and tofu skin produced are delicious, and the soy milk is delicious;

Red bean buns made with bean paste and red bean rolls made with honey bean paste. The lady also said that drinking red bean soup warms the stomach in winter and mung bean soup in summer to relieve the heat. The food is different in different seasons. Only then did they realize that there are so many beans to eat. Laws and practices!

"In the past, the old people in Zhuangzi often said that if you survive a catastrophe, you will be lucky in the future. Are we "lucky in the future"?"

"Definitely is!"