Yang Anguo, Ma Juzi and the others have already left.

There is a lock on the door of their house.

I heard from Wang Yuying that when they left, the family packed a whole car with large and small bags.

If you didn't know better, you would have thought they were moving.

Not to mention, after leaving, Yang Jun suddenly felt that his home was much deserted.

Especially after Ma Xiangxiu left, the whole family immediately felt that life was inconvenient, and many things had to be done by themselves.

The winter in Sijiucheng can be life-threateningly cold, and the cold air has moved southward in the past two days, reaching more than ten degrees below zero. Coupled with the heavy snowfall for two days and two nights, Wang Yuying's old arthritis problem has returned.

She couldn't get out of bed now, let alone a room with a heater.

And Yi Qiushui doesn’t touch Yangchun water with her ten fingers, so, do

All the food matters fell on Yang Jun.

Fortunately, he has space.

Every morning, before the family members got up, I would take out the rice early. At noon and evening, I would take the enamel jar for a walk outside, and when I came back, I would bring back delicious meals.

The family said that if they continue to eat like this, they will grow into pigs.

Taking advantage of the holidays these days, Yang Jun was not idle either. He first pulled a cart of supplies to the military compound.

Each of them gave Uncle Guo a box of ham and two jars of top-quality daughter's red.

Then, I went to Mu Sheng's place to see if there was anything I could help with, and by the way, I gave him a set of furniture.

Finally, he went to the house of Ma Zhanshan, his sworn brother.

Ma Zhanshan enthusiastically persuaded him to stay and had a big drink until he was completely drunk before going home.

On the twenty-ninth day of the twelfth lunar month, Qian Jiajia came.

She did not come alone, but came with Liang Shan.

The two of them were carrying a lot of things, big and small.

As soon as he entered the door, Yang Jun stared at the gifts.

"Brother-in-law, what are you looking at? It's so rude?" Qian Jiajia said dissatisfied.

"I'm looking to see if the gifts you brought are what I gave to Uncle Qian." Yang Jun said.

"I hate it, I let you down this time. I already knew you would think so, so Liang Shan and I went to the big shopping mall to buy these things. Are you satisfied now?"

"It's okay, I'm quite sincere this time."

Yang Jun glanced at Liang Shan who was following her and said, "Has your father agreed to the two of you dating together?"

When the two heard this, their faces turned red.

"No, Liangshan is going back to his hometown to celebrate the New Year tomorrow. I specifically asked him to come with me to flatter you."

"Oh, you want me to promote him, no way!"

Qian Jiajia made a sound, rolled her eyes and said,

"I don't expect you to give him a promotion. Thank God if you don't deliberately find trouble with him."

"Am I that kind of person?"

Yang Jun didn't feel embarrassed at all, he spread his hands and said,

"Okay, I admit it, I am this kind of person, so you have to give me a good pat on my ass later."

Several people rolled their eyes and followed Yang Jun to the living room.

Yi Qiushui made them a cup of tea.

Qian Jiajia took advantage of this moment to take out twenty stacks of RMB from the bag she carried with her and piled them neatly on the coffee table.

"Brother-in-law, this is 20,000 yuan. I will figure out a way to spend the rest during the Chinese New Year."

Yang Jun had sent her supplies twice before, and she owed a total of 80,000 yuan.

"I'm not in a hurry. If you are in a hurry, just keep it." Yang Jun said.

Qian Jiajia smiled and said, "I originally wanted to keep it as capital, but when I thought about how you always give us the supplies on credit first, there is no use keeping so much money."

When Yang Jun heard this, he stared and asked, "What do you mean by this, do I have to lend you supplies on credit after the new year?"

"Hehe, that's what it means."

Qian Jiajia smiled sheepishly, then clasped her hands and begged Yang Jundao,

"Brother-in-law, please help me a few more times, sister, please."

Yang Jun was speechless. If he wanted Qian Jiajia to pay off the debt, he had to give her the supplies on credit first.

Didn't he hit his eyes with his fists?

"Okay, for the sake of taking care of my sister, let me help you one more time." Yang Jun said helplessly.
Chapter completed!