The doll is soft and delicate, and her skills are at the top of the 70 exam

Jiang Pandi and Jiang Laidi were overjoyed to see their father come back.

Jiang Zhi and Jiang Yong pouted, and moved their seats to make room for Jiang Ainong.

Jiang Ainong laughed, he is also the squad leader now, Jiang Aihua didn't dare to crowd out like before, it was rare to have a good time at the dinner table.

Xu Cuihua hadn't seen her sons for more than half a year, and it was rare for her to have a pleasant face, and she kept beckoning people to eat.

Today, Jiang Aiguo, the boss, is no longer the favorite of the old lady.

Winter is cold, but it does not dampen the hearts of those who work.

Not so early in the morning Xu Cuihua rubbed her hands and started to work.

The salted pork and trotters cannot be turned over for a few days, but after the Chinese New Year, they can be strung together with a rope and hung directly on the beams of the house.

Jiang Aihua, Jiang Ainong, and Zhou Juan, who got up early at work, breathed out and rubbed their hands to help Xu Cuihua.

Zhou Juan was so self-conscious that she didn't even need to greet Xu Cuihua, and took the initiative to take over the work in Xu Cuihua's hands, "Mom, you rest, I will cook breakfast today."

Xu Cuihua longed for someone to grab the job.

She is quite old, and she also has a daughter-in-law, so forget about it outside, the eldest daughter-in-law is a waste of food, so let it be if she doesn't worry about cooking, and when she goes back to the village, she still serves everyone. She really has no temper.

Originally, if Zhou Juan didn't speak out today, she would have said it tonight, just to prevent her from doing so.

"Mengmeng, I have a weak stomach. After you're done, cook some porridge with white rice. Ours will be cooked with coarse grains and polished rice." Xu Cuihua wiped her hands and explained before leaving the door.

Hearing that the old lady was particularly eccentric, Zhou Juan was still a little uncomfortable, but she dared not say it now.

In the yard, Jiang Aihua and Jiang Ainong were talking together, and Xu Cuihua went directly, "What are you talking about early in the morning? If you have nothing to do, go find something to do."

Jiang Aihua responded, "Mom, Dad and I will go to the beach to pick up some fish."

Jiang Ainong also plans to follow, and there are only a few days in the brigade, so he can pick up whatever he wants.

Seeing that the third child was about to leave, Xu Cuihua stopped him directly, "How much money have you and your wife saved?"

Jiang Ainong was taken aback for a moment, then frowned subconsciously, not knowing whether to tell the truth or lie for a while.

Seeing his reluctance, Xu Cuihua curled her lips in disgust, and pulled Jiang Aihua, who had slowed down to eavesdrop, and said, "I planned to talk about it in the next year, but I'll tell you directly today."

Jiang Aihua chuckled, and asked tentatively, "My parents are here, so I naturally have to tell the truth. I originally planned to say it in the next year."

Xu Cuihua has dealt with many people in the past six months, and she can tell the lies told by Jiang Laoer at a glance, but she doesn't care, she has her own family, and it's normal to be selfish, "I won't tell you You're just kidding. I made an agreement with your father. I'm afraid that if he wants to build an ancestral tomb and a house after the new year, your eldest brother is going to build an extra single room for Mengmeng to live in. I see that you, third brother, have many daughters. Ask your wife what she wants. What's the charter? As for the second son, you live in the town now. It's normal to have money to buy a house. But you have two sons. In the future, when your sons get wives, they will definitely have to live separately. So I discussed it with your father, and at least it's for you. We, the old Jiang family, carry on the ancestral line. The total cost of materials and tickets for building the ancestral tomb and building the house is yuan. Of course, you pay for your own house. This is the same amount. Your eldest brother paid his share, which is almost Two hundred, your father and I will subsidize the second child by one hundred, and you can take the money yourself for the third child, think about it."

Is it even necessary to think about it? Jiang Aihua agreed directly.

On the contrary, Jiang Ainong was a little hesitant.

"Mom, you also know that I have a house in the province, and I will go back home for the holidays. Whether to repair it or not will have to wait for Da Niu's mother to come back and discuss it." Jiang Ainong said dryly.

Xu Cuihua waved her hand nonchalantly, she didn't plan to pay for it from the third family.

After all, they are three daughters, what do they do when they get married and build so much house?

As for the elders, that's what Mengmeng wants to recruit.

Jiang Mengmeng, who had no idea that she was going to have a wife, hurriedly got up.

"Dad, why didn't you say that Grandpa is going to go to the sea today," the little girl hurriedly put on her clothes.

Jiang Aiguo yawned, "I told you earlier, can you get up early?"

Jiang Mengmeng shook her head, "But I can plan ahead."

But in the end, it was too late.

Jiang Minsheng took his two sons, each carrying a bucket, and rushed to the beach.

Originally, Jiang Mengmeng was making a fuss about going, but unfortunately, the old lady kept her away.

So Jiang Mengmeng, with a disappointed face, sighed and helped her mother translate.

Baimei poked her forehead angrily, "Be careful, don't make a mistake."

Jiang Mengmeng wailed, "Understood."

As for Dabao, he was flipping through the digital panel, looking at the growth plan planned by the system.

Thinking in her heart, which path is more suitable for Jiang Mengmeng to take?

In other words, the second year of high school will be divided into subjects, but I don't know whether Jiang Mengmeng should choose science or liberal arts.

Things that were created in small troubles before, will be divided into departments in the future, and it will be effective when you choose a major in university.

However, Dabao was still a very considerate leader, so he directly asked Jiang Mengmeng about his plans.

Then Jiang Mengmeng hesitated, "Is it too early to think about it now/"

Dabao shook his head, "Aren't you planning to take the grade-skipping exam at the beginning of school? If you skip to the second half of the second year of high school, the subjects have to be decided in advance."

In fact, Jiang Mengmeng has a glance at every subject she has studied. She is not bad at liberal arts English, and she is also good at math.

So Jiang Mengmeng, who didn't want to worry about it, directly threw the question to Baimei.

Baimei was taken aback, "Subdivision? I didn't have such a thing when I was in high school before, and I didn't hear the school professor talking about it."

Jiang Mengmeng was taken aback, but what Dabao said was definitely right, "It didn't exist before, but now it does."

Jiang Mengmeng said affirmatively.

Bai Mei was helpless, "According to my opinion, you are better at selecting articles, but mathematics is difficult. Look at your father. He is terrible at physics in the college entrance examination. If his grades were better, he would not go to the Northwest."

Jiang Mengmeng scratched her head, "But I think it's very simple. You only need to fill in the answers. There are a lot of things to write in liberal arts, which is very troublesome."

Baimei: ...

"Then choose science."

Jiang Mengmeng blinked her big eyes, "Don't you need to ask Dad's opinion/"

Baimei thought for a while, stood up, took off her shoes, and kicked the sleeping father.

Jiang Aiguo, who was sleeping beautifully, was startled by the kick, and sat up abruptly.

After seeing the person clearly, he closed his eyes again, lay down straight, and waved his hand, "I'm sleepy, daughter-in-law, go play with my daughter."

Baimei;...

"I'm looking for business, don't sleep," Baimei patted Jiang Aiguo's butt.

Jiang Aiguo waved his hand, continued to close his eyes, and said sullenly, "What's the matter, just tell me, I'm listening."

Bai Mei rolled her eyes, pulled her up with all her strength, held her face in her hands, "Daughter, open your father's eyelids!"

Jiang Mengmeng's eyes lit up, she rubbed her feet together and kicked off her shoes.