vstars Chapter 562 New Year
Chapter 562 New Year
"Happy New Year, sister-in-law." Fang Yin sniffed: "Are the dumplings cooked? Sauerkraut filling."
"Yes, yes, yes! Sour cabbage!" Qian Fengping was at a loss whether to laugh or cry, and hurried to the kitchen to get the dumplings.
Seeing that he was still so greedy, Fang Tong's slight sense of strangeness disappeared instantly.
"You're such a dog, Zhizhi, I'll leave it to you on this one!"
Fang Yin and his niece looked at each other and laughed together.
The whole family sat around the table on the kang, watching Fang Yin eat two dumplings at a time. Soon he finished a whole plate and moved on to the next one.
Fang Nanzhi was led by him and unconsciously increased the speed at which she picked up her chopsticks.
"Uncle, let's see who eats more. I'm grown up now and can eat a lot."
She is at the age where she is so young that she can even make her father poor. In the past two years, she has eaten more than her father.
"Okay!" Fang Yin agreed.
Qian Fengping brought two bowls of soup and said, "What are you competing for? Don't be impatient. You'll choke if you keep eating!"
After saying that, she went back to the kitchen to work.
Fang Yin came back suddenly. He was afraid that the dumplings he had made earlier were not enough, so he didn't even pick up his chopsticks.
She had to make some more dumplings and stir-fry a few dishes. Her second brother had finally come back, so he had to eat well.
Fang Tong sat next to his brother and touched his clothes, which were soft and smooth. "Satin? Made by the Liu family?"
In recent years, Qian Fengping made three or four sets of clothes for her second brother every year, and still had money for him to buy fashionable ready-made clothes in the capital.
But it’s obvious that Fang Yin wouldn’t buy silk because it’s too expensive.
"Well, the one made by my junior sister is not easy to wear and it tears easily. It's not as durable as the one made by my younger sister-in-law." Fang Yin tugged at the clothes with a bit of disgust.
Fang Tong was speechless.
The material is silk, and Fang Yin is learning martial arts, practicing with guns and sticks every day, how can it not be torn?
His wife also chose wear-resistant cotton cloth, are they comparable?
No, Fang Tong's eyes lit up: "Junior sister is?"
"Master's daughter." Fang Yin picked up the noodle soup and drank half of it in one gulp. "She's so stupid. She insisted on learning martial arts, but after four years, she's still nothing but a show-off."
"Not as smart as me. Master said I'm a genius and have already learned all the Liu family martial arts."
He raised his chin, looking very proud.
Fang Tong's focus wasn't on that: "Well, a young lady from a wealthy family makes clothes for you? Isn't it said that men and women shouldn't touch each other?"
He's not going to have a sister-in-law, is he?
"It wasn't made for me, it was made for Master. Master said it was too big, so he gave it to me to wear, otherwise it would be a waste."
Fang Yin was helpless.
In fact, he doesn't like to wear it, but as a person who has been used to poverty since childhood, he is afraid of wasting.
Fang Tong frowned and looked at him strangely.
Something is wrong, absolutely wrong. What father would let his daughter make clothes for a man outside of his family to wear?
Anyway, he kept the ugly and loose handkerchiefs embroidered by his daughter and used them together with his wife.
It will never be spread outside.
"Second brother, what does your junior sister look like? Is it time for you to get married?" Fang Tong tested again.
Unexpectedly, Fang Yin shook his head decisively again.
"She can't do that. She only eats a little at each meal. She doesn't eat as much as a kitten or a puppy. I want to find something edible." Fang Yin did not forget his original intention and still remembered his previous goal.
Fang Nanzhi said, "Second uncle, you are old and considered a bachelor in the village. It is not your turn to be picky now. It is others who pick on you."
She spoke with deep meaning.
"It's different. I'm handsome and rich." Fang Yin is no longer a nobody: "Just like Master Wang, he can cook a lot and even take concubines."
"Ahem, stop swearing." Fang Tong interrupted: "Second brother, I don't have the money to buy you a concubine. This is not allowed in our family."
Fang Yin looked a little innocent, how could he have said anything bad?
Lao Bangcai is not a good person. He practices martial arts with a group of rough guys every day. Everyone says so.
"I know that taking a concubine is not a good thing for a man."
This topic is finally over.
Because Fang Yin came back, the atmosphere of staying up late to welcome the New Year was much more lively, and everyone seemed to have endless things to talk about.
Oh, by the way, Fang Tong also delivered the dumpling and noodle soup to the Zheng and Zhou families overnight.
It’s a token of my appreciation!
Can't waste it.
But the two gentlemen who received the gifts were a little confused.
Fang Nanzhi didn't know how she fell asleep and was woken up by firecrackers on New Year's Day.
She put on a new set of clothes for herself, a pink cotton-padded jacket with a deep crescent-shaped white skirt, and tied two buns with new red ropes, looking very cute.
Qian Fengping couldn't help but give her a kiss when she saw her: "Oh, my daughter looks like she came out of a New Year picture."
Fang Nanzhi said happily: "Mom is also the most beautiful mother."
Fang Tong hummed twice when he saw this, and smoothed his hair towards the water tank: "Your father is also the most handsome father."
Fang Yin, who had gotten up the earliest and had already performed two sets of boxing and a set of sword techniques in the yard, joined in the fun: "Your second uncle is also the most powerful second uncle in the world."
"That's right!" Fang Nanzhi applauded.
So the whole family was very happy. After breakfast, they went out to pay New Year's greetings.
We went to the Zheng family first. The first thing Mr. Zheng said to his disciple was, "Zhizhi, you have talent in studying and medicine, but it's inevitable that you're not as good at other things, like cooking. Don't force yourself."
Fang Nanzhi scratched his head: "Sir, are the dumplings I made not delicious?"
Mr. Zheng frowned deeply and remained silent for a rare moment.
Fang Nanzhi understood: "Sir, that is my sincere filial piety. I will learn more from it and fulfill my filial piety on Wanru's behalf."
She knew that Wanru often made soup for Mr. Zheng.
She even drank it a few times and it was delicious.
"No, no, as long as you study hard, I will be very pleased."
Mr. Zheng quickly stopped him.
Fang Tong held back his laughter and watched the excitement for a long time before he came to smooth things over.
They talked for a while and Fang Nanzhi got a big red envelope.
Qian Fengping and others also gave it to Zheng’s two grandsons.
Then he said goodbye and went to Zhou's house.
"Dr. Zhou, thank you for your kindness in treating me."
Fang Yin bowed solemnly.
Elder Zhou quickly helped the man up and said, "When did you come back? Are you completely well? No need to thank me. I am a doctor, and it is my duty to cure illnesses and save lives."
But Fang Yin knew that this was not the case.
At the beginning, the Fang family only had a few acres of land, and the cake business was not as prosperous as it is now.
The fact that we can invite Mr. Zhou to treat our illness is because he is kind and generous.
Imperial physicians are very prestigious and not everyone can afford them. Fang Yin already knew this after staying in the Liu family for a few years.
But he is still not good at being polite to others and just smiles innocently.
Mr. Zhou was very concerned about his current health and took his pulse again.
In fact, Fang Nanzhi took his pulse last night and found it strong and powerful, indicating that he was in good condition.
"Yes, you have recovered to this extent, which is beyond my expectation. It shows that you are blessed."
Mr. Zhou stroked his beard and smiled.
"It is a blessing for our family to meet you."
Fang Tong said sincerely.
Not only Mr. Zhou, but Mr. Zheng is also our benefactor.
"Oh, no need to be so polite." Mr. Zhou waved his hand.
The family had lunch at Zhou's house before going back.
They used to celebrate the New Year together and were used to it.