Ma Wumei took the red envelope with both hands and said sweetly: "Thank you, Master, and I wish Master a long life and a long life."

"Oh, this girl has such a sweet mouth."

After Wang Yuying finished speaking, she looked at Sun Zhaodi.

"Plop!"

Sun Zhaodi was dumb and couldn't speak, and she couldn't say those words of congratulations either.

However, she was stupid in her own way, so she knelt down directly.

"grandmother."

The voice was very loud, and then he kowtowed three times with a "dong dong dong" sound.

"Why is this kid kneeling down? Get up quickly."

Wang Yuying panicked and quickly went to help her.

This scene made Ma Wumei very embarrassed.

No matter which aspect you look at, her relationship with Yang Jun is closer than that between Sun Zhaodi and Yang Jun. But in the end, this distant relationship is more like one of our own than her close relationship.

Dad Ma Zhanshan and Yang Jun are close friends. In fact, strictly speaking, they are brothers, and the relationship between her and Wang Yuying is that of grandparents.

She just bowed, but Sun Zhaodi paid homage. It was clear at a glance which of the two had more sincerity.

Fortunately, Ma Wumei was not a stupid person. As soon as she rolled her eyes, she knelt down along with Sun Zhaodi.

"Grandma."

Yang Jun felt sad when he saw this.

Although Sun Zhaodi paid homage with great ceremony, it did not mean that she was closer to him. In fact, her feelings towards him were filled with gratitude.

Of course, it can't be said that Ma Wumei is not close to her. After all, she is not her biological granddaughter. She can't ask others to do this or that.

What's more, even my own granddaughter can't do this.

"Get up, why are you kneeling down? The ground is cold."

Wang Yuying inadvertently wiped the tears from her eyes while pulling them up from the ground.

Although it was the first time for her to see these two girls, she still felt a long-lost family affection in her bones. Especially when these two girls were able to kneel down for her, she had mixed feelings in her heart.

Let alone outsiders, even if they are their own sons and daughters, they have never knelt down to him a few times in their lives.

"Everyone, get up. Your grandma has bad legs. Don't let her stand all the time."

Yang Jun advised from the side.

"Grandma, what's wrong with your legs?" Ma Wumei asked with a concerned look.

Ma Wumei is a very thoughtful girl. She lost to Sun Zhaodi just now, and this time she must win the game.

Wang Yuying: "Arthritis is an old problem. It was acquired in my early years."

"Grandma, let me rub it for you to loosen your muscles and bones. Maybe it will make you feel better."

Ma Wumei didn't care whether Wang Yuying agreed or not, and directly put her legs in his arms and started rubbing them.

Sun Zhaodi: "Grandma, I'll rub it for you too."

Then, the two of them started rubbing one side and one leg.

"Okay, okay, it's so comfortable. It would be great if I also had two granddaughters."

Wang Yuying had a smile on her face, glanced to the side, and glared at Yang Jun fiercely.

Yang Jun's eyelids rolled up and he was very speechless.

Wang Yuying can always find excuses to blame the next generation.

Seeing the two tiger girls enjoying themselves, Yang Jun said quietly: "Two flatterers."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

Today, all the women went to cook, even Yi Qiushui was not idle. She didn't know how to cook, so she could only move a small bench and sit there peeling garlic.

"Xiangxiu, steam more steamed buns."

Yang Jun came to the kitchen and stood at the door.

"Brother, we have already steamed too much, there are three steamers in total." Ma Xiangxiu pointed to the three-layer steamer on the stove.

"Let's steam another basket. We have another rice pail at home."

The loser Yang Jun was talking about was none other than Sun Zhaodi.

This silly girl's appetite is no worse than Ma Juzi and Yang Anguo. A meal of ten steamed buns is just water for her, not even enough to stuff between her teeth.

Looking at the steamed buns already steaming on the stove, Ma Xiangxiu looked puzzled: "Brother, how about I steam rice?"

"It's up to you, as long as the food bucket can be filled."

Steaming rice is easy. Just put half a bowl of rice in the bowl, add water and put it in the steamer. It's much easier than steaming steamed buns.

In fact, Yang Jun doesn't care what staple food he eats, as long as he can feed the three rice buckets.

Soon, the meal was ready.

This time everyone was divided into two tables, one for men and children, and one for women.

Ma Wumei and Sun Zhaodi sat next to Wang Yuying as if they were their own granddaughters. They kept picking up food for her and calling her "grandma" every time, which made Wang Yuying extremely happy.

"Come on, eldest granddaughter, you can eat too, don't just give it to me."
Chapter completed!