There is Room For Abandoned Women In the 1980s

 Chapter 602 It’s like a completely different person

“Mom, you are overthinking this. This is a gift from grandpa to thank you for saving Meijiao.”

Zheng Xinyue stroked her forehead, is mom too impatient? He and Changfeng had just confirmed their relationship.

 “It’s just a little effort, how can I accept gifts from him?”

The excitement in Gao Guilan's eyes suddenly disappeared: "Your father said that no kindness can be repaid without repayment."

　　　“It is not to repay kindness in return, nor to do good deeds for the sake of repayment.”

Zheng Xinyue smiled and helped her mother with literacy.

"That's what it means. When we save people, we don't think about anything in return. We can't accept this gift."

Gao Guilan praised her daughter with a slap in the face. She looked at those good things with reluctant eyes but firm words.

"Mom, just keep it! Grandpa was angry when I refused, so let's pay it back slowly! My third brother always hunts, so if he has nothing to do, he will give me some game or some fish, as well as the fungus mushrooms from our mountains. These are in the city. But gold is expensive, and as time goes by, you can always return the favor."

Zheng Xinyue saw the reluctance in her mother's eyes, smiled and hugged her arm. After talking on the phone, the old lady packed her things with peace of mind.

The more she tightened her grip, the higher her grin grew, and the brilliance in her eyes shone brightly.

Zheng Xinyue likes to see her mother happy about taking advantage of her. She happily accompanies her to tidy up.

She thought about it, she wanted to give a special treat to her grandpa when he came, and she had to move some good things out of the space so that she could take them back when grandpa left.

With this thought in her mind, she walked into the warehouse and closed the door, and came out mysteriously after a while.

“Mom, Master Huang has sent gifts again. He must have known that grandpa was here, so he sent so many good things.”

"real?"

Gao Guilan jumped up excitedly. Master Huang hasn't sent anything since Xinyue distributed the corn. Today, he knew that distinguished guests were coming. Did he send something good again?

I followed my daughter into the barn and looked at the vegetables on the floor, dozens of eggs, two plump hares and two plump reed hens. This gift was a bit big.

Gao Guilan smiled so hard that she couldn't even see her eyebrows: "That's great. When Mr. Gu leaves, I'll take it with him. We can't lose our place."

"Um."

Zheng Xinyue smiled and nodded fiercely. As long as her mother said to send them away, she could find an excuse to explain the origin of these things.

Gao Guilan is now full of strength, and her life at home is seeing sesame blossoms getting better and better.

They killed a hare and a wild duck, picked up more than twenty eggs, carried a piece of bacon, and went into the house to cook with eggplants, persimmons, celery and beets brought back from the fields.

　　The rice sent by Mr. Gu was used to make a large pot of rice, with sauce, eggs, and small peppers steamed on top.

 Hare Zheng Xinyue plans to use the barbecue method to give her grandpa a different taste.

Wild Duck What Zheng Xinyue wants to do most is beer duck, but where can we get beer in this day and age? I simply made a steamed duck.

Celery and bacon were stir-fried together, tomatoes were chopped with well water and mixed with sugar, an egg was added to stir-fry fungus, and finally a carrot beet dish was made.

Gao Guilan kept helping her daughter, and the more she looked at her, the tighter her brows became.

 From whom did Xinyue learn these dishes? There are no such tricks in cooking in rural areas, and there is no opportunity to learn.

Thinking carefully about the changes in her daughter from the divorce to the present, Gao Guilan's expression changed.

  No matter how a person's personality changes, it will not change so much.

Xinyue seemed to be a completely different person, and she didn't even recognize him.

 “Mom, what’s wrong? Is my face dirty?”

Zheng Xinyue felt her mother looking at her intently. She stiffly raised the corners of her mouth and asked in a low voice.

 (End of this chapter)