I became beautiful by eating melons

After taking the college entrance examination, Ye Rou began to follow her master to see patients.

In the cold winter, most people who get sick suffer from colds, and some are so seriously ill that they can't even go out.

It wasn't until the New Year that Ye Rou finally took a break.

The cowshed was rehabilitated, and her grandfather, aunt and three other elderly people were sent to live in the town by Jiang Chen.

On New Year's Day, Jiang Chen took Ye Rou to buy pork.

All the pork in the supply and marketing cooperative was sold out, so Jiang Chen took Ye Rou to the meat processing plant and bought a fat, slaughtered pig through the back door.

Wang Honghong and Meng Guan were carrying pork and smiling from ear to ear.

Jiang Chen held Ye Rou's hand and walked in front. When they passed a fireworks stall, Ye Rou stopped.

Her eyes were direct, and Jiang Chen understood and bought a large bundle of fireworks.

When we returned to the yard, it was particularly lively. My aunt was making dumplings with Old Lady Song and four elderly people.

Zhou Liang's family did not come to the village to celebrate the New Year.

Wang Honghong has no other relatives at home, so she celebrates the New Year with Jiang Chen and the others.

Meng Guan is not a local, his family members all live in other places, and they are also celebrating the New Year here.

There was no snow this winter, but the New Year atmosphere was more intense than in later generations.

After Ye Rou's parents passed away in her previous life, many relatives suddenly came to her house and wanted to live in her house under the pretext of taking care of her.

She refused, and someone came and banged on the door in the middle of the night to scare her. She sold her house in her hometown, went to college, and lost contact with her family since then.

After that, she spent every New Year alone.

She stood at the door. The yard was bustling with red lanterns, red couplets and window decorations, and it looked prosperous everywhere.

"Xiao Rou, quickly make your favorite cabbage and pork dumplings."

Zheng Xiu waved to Ye Rou to come over.

Ye Rou smiled and pulled Jiang Chen over.

Jiang Chen never cared about this kind of festival, and his eyes never left Ye Rou.

Wang Honghong and Meng Guan took Jiang Chen away to paste window paper-cuts.

Ye Rou showed off her cooking skills for the first time in a long time. She cooked braised pork, braised lion's head, deep-fried meatballs, and stir-fried pork with peppers...

More than a dozen dishes were served. Originally, Old Mrs. Song came just to join in the fun and did not hold much hope for Ye Rou's cooking skills. But when she really ate the food, her eyes lit up.

After eating, cooking dumplings and setting off fireworks, it was time to give out red envelopes.

Ye Rou wished everyone a happy new year.

The serious and old-fashioned Li Weijun took the lead. He looked at Ye Rou with a gentle gaze and said, "Little girl, stretch out your hand."

Ye Rou stretched out her hand expectantly, and a delicate gold ingot the size of a finger fell into her palm.

She opened her eyes wide and was about to say something when Zhou Yuqing pushed Li Weijun away and said with a smile, "It's my turn."

After Ye Rou finished her New Year greetings, another gold ingot fell into her palm. The sound of the two chubby gold ingots colliding with each other was particularly loud.

Wang Hongjun, Old Lady Song and Zheng Xiu all gave gold ingots.

Finally it was grandpa's turn. He looked at Ye Rou and said with a smile: "I wish Xiao Rou happiness every year, and may you have a happy life every year."

The last gold ingot is stacked on top of the first five.

Ye Rou was still confused.

Jiang Chen called her: "Ye Rou."

She turned around and saw Jiang Chen's big hand reaching out to take away all the gold ingots in her hand. She stared at him in a daze.

Jiang Chen took out a palm-sized golden box inlaid with various gems and put the gold ingots into it.

He handed the golden box to Ye Rou, knelt on one knee, and said solemnly: "Ye Rou, will you marry me?"

As soon as the words fell, countless brilliant fireworks exploded in the night sky.

With the blessings of her elders, Ye Rou hugged the golden box and smiled brightly.

Jiang Chen stood up and hugged her tightly, like a dragon hugging a treasure. From then on, Ye Rou was completely tied to him, and no one could separate them.

Ye Rou stood under the dazzling fireworks, smiling brightly. Her bright red teardrop mole was particularly gorgeous, so beautiful and breathtaking.

Zheng Xiu didn't ask Tang Panxia to look at Zheng Zhiyuan now, and there was the same tacit understanding in their eyes.

They decided to protect Ye Rou's beauty and not let her get involved in these dirty things.

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On the second day of the New Year, Jiang Chen excitedly went out and said he was going to prepare things for his wedding.

The wedding date was set for half a month later. If his grandfather hadn't stopped him, Jiang Chen would have dragged Ye Rou to get a marriage certificate the next day.

The clinic was on holiday, so Ye Rou simply stayed in town to accompany her grandfather and aunt.

She was greedy and had a recipe for braised meat in her mind, so she cut the pig's ears, liver, and nose into slices, cooked them to remove the fishy smell, added seasonings, covered the pot, and a rich aroma emanated from the pot.

Zhou Yuqing and Old Lady Song are both foodies. They could tell from the taste that the food in this pot was special. They sat by the pot, waiting to take the first bite as soon as it boiled.

Ye Rou was calculating the time when suddenly there was a knock on the door.

She got up and opened the door.

Standing outside the door were Jiang Weiguo's family, followed by a strange middle-aged man.

Ye Rou's gaze fell on Xiao Shitou's face and she frowned slightly.

Little Stone looked even more dull than before. Someone was lighting firecrackers outside. When the sound was heard, Little Stone shuddered, and his big dark eyes were filled with fear.

Wang Qiaohe hugged Little Stone distressedly and said in a sad voice: "This child was frightened after being kidnapped last time. He is afraid of any noise he hears."

Ye Rou noticed that Xiao Shitou was shaking even more violently after being hugged by Wang Qiaohe. She stepped forward and said, "Xiao Shitou, do you still remember your sister? Can your sister hug you?"

Little Stone blinked his eyes and he smelled the faint fragrance on Ye Rou.

Wang Qiaohe looked at Ye Rou and smiled stiffly, "This child refuses to get close to others. If a stranger hugs her, she will scream and grab them. Don't hurt you."

Jiang Weiguo looked at his son with heartache.

Ye Rou looked at Xiao Shitou with a smile and said softly, "Xiao Shitou, come and hug your sister."

Little Stone jumped into Ye Rou's arms, hugged Ye Rou's neck, and called out in a tender voice, "Sister."

The smile on Wang Qiaohe’s face froze.

Jiang Weiguo smiled happily, "Xiao Shitou really likes you."

He looked around the yard and saw that there were only old people there. He asked in confusion, "Where is Jiang Chen?"

"He went out and may be back soon." Ye Rou sat next to the big pot holding Xiao Shitou.

Jiang Weiguo originally said he would come over later, but when he smelled the aroma of meat, he turned around and said, "Then I'll wait for him here."

He moved a chair and sat down.

After sitting down, his eyes fell on the two old men beside him, and then looked at the one who was doing boxing, reading, and listening to the radio under the tree. There were five old people in this small yard.

Jiang Chen has disturbed the old man's nest.

Jiang Weiguo didn't know the situation at Jiang Chen's home, so he didn't say hello. When he saw Wang Qiaohe standing nearby, he asked her to sit down.

Wang Qiaohe stared at Ye Rou, her overly long nails digging into her palms.

From her perspective, Xiao Shitou was leaning on Ye Rou's shoulder, stealing glances at her while talking.

Wang Qiaohe's heart was in her throat. This little beast must be complaining.

Just as she was about to take the little stone back, the door was knocked again.