He Hui looked at the twelve dishes on the table in surprise, including fish, meat, and dumplings stuffed with cabbage and pork. This was a bit too luxurious.

Of course, my family can afford such a meal. After all, my parents’ combined salary is more than 100 yuan.

My mother's cooking skills are average and there are only a few people in the family, so she only cooks three or four dishes for each meal.

I heard from my parents that the monthly salary of Qin Huairu and his wife is only sixty or seventy yuan, and her family has a lot of people and a lot of expenses. How could...

Qin Huairu first picked up the dishes for the old lady, and then asked everyone to use their chopsticks.

He Hui was surprised to see that there was actually rice in Jia Yi's bowl.

"There's also rice."

"What's wrong, Xiaohui, you like rice, come on, I'll serve you some."

"Thank you, auntie. My family is from the south. I grew up eating rice. After moving to the north, I eat it less frequently."

He Hui took the rice handed over by Qin Huairu and ate it happily.

Jia Yi looked at the mountains of vegetables piled high in He Hui's bowl and was speechless.

This was all Qin Huairu's fault, for fear that He Hui wouldn't have enough to eat.

“Originally, our family eats pasta.

I don’t know what happened, but my son suddenly changed his taste and wants to eat rice every day.”

"Mom, stop sighing, eat quickly, it will be gone later."

"Uh, eat them all. Come to Xiaohui and have a piece of fish."

"Okay, thank you Aunt Qin."

Jia Yi now wonders whether Qin Huairu has reached menopause, otherwise why would he be so sentimental recently?

…

"Mom, Mom, my sister and I want to play at Sister Xiaohui's house for a while and then come back."

"Okay, but no more snacks are allowed. I'm already full after dinner. Do you understand?"

Qin Huairu quickly warned.

Xiaohui's parents haven't come back yet, so it's okay for the little sisters to accompany them, but it won't be good if they are too exhausted.

…

"Xiao Yi, go call your sister home. Xiaohui's mother came back just now."

"OK."

Jia Yi came to the backyard and knocked on the door several times.

"It's time for little Huaihua to go home. She has to go to school tomorrow."

"coming."

"Xiao Yi, thank your mother for my aunt. I didn't expect that Xiaohui's father and I were too busy to take care of the child."

"Take this bag of candy and say thank you to your mother for me."

"Neighbors should help each other. You're welcome. This is really not necessary."

Jia Yi quickly took Xiaodang Huaihua home.

"This child..."

"Okay, Mom..."

After a while, He Yong also came back.

"Mom, daddy is back."

He Hui heard the noise and quickly opened the door.

"My dear daughter, what did you have for dinner?

Uh, I forgot, you can also make egg fried rice."

"Mom, look at my dad, how could he say that about me."

He Hui refused. Yes, even though she could only make egg fried rice.

But it is also well cooked and quite delicious. Of course it is incomparable to the food cooked by Uncle He.

"Your daughter, she had ready-made dinner."

"Oh, what's wrong? You came back early."

He Yong was a little strange. Didn't he say he came back late?

"No, Qin Huairu came to pick up the child. When he found out that we didn't come back, Xiaohui was the only one, so he called your precious daughter to eat together."

"Oh, that's it, then we should go and thank them properly tomorrow.

My dear daughter, how was your dinner?"

"Okay, Dongpo pork, braised fish, pork ribs soup, and rice.

It’s delicious, Uncle He’s cooking skills are really great.”

"real…"

He Yong and Han Li were a little surprised.

"Aunt Qin was very happy today. She said she was transferred to the logistics warehouse, so she invited the old lady in the backyard and the uncle's family to celebrate together."

"So this is ah."

He Yong and his wife understood a little bit. It turned out that there was a happy event at home, so no wonder they ate so richly.

"How do you get along with Aunt Qin's children?"

"Mom, we have a very good relationship. It's fun to be a locust flower as a kid."

"That's good.

This is a good start. Originally, I was worried that Xiaohui wouldn’t be able to adapt to my family’s new move, but now it’s okay.”

"Yeah, originally I was worried about us being new here...

In this case, you have a good chat with them tomorrow and build a good relationship with them.

Well, we still have to find a way to find out the situation in this compound.

There must be all kinds of people in such a big yard, so we’d better be careful when we first arrive.”

"good…"

……………

"came back."

"I'm back. My aunt wanted to bring something to me just now, but I pushed it away."

"Why not..."

When Mrs. Jia Zhang heard that her grandson didn't ask for a gift, she immediately became anxious. Today, she treated the child to a big meal and received some gifts. Isn't that what she should do?

"Mom, we are all neighbors from now on, how can we ask for things?

Besides, Han Li is from the street, so please stop saying weird things in the future."

"Really, okay then..."

Jia Zhang looked at Qin Huairu in surprise. The news hadn't spread yet, so Jia Zhang didn't know about it.

At this time, the streets were in charge of many things and had great power.

Don't offend if you can, otherwise you will be stuck and dragged down when you go to the streets to do errands, and some things may not even get done.

Even the power of the three uncles was given by the street.

So Jia Zhang is very afraid of street workers.

………

"Jia Yi, you are in such a hurry, where are you going?"

"Ah, why are you here?"

"I came here specially to find you, but Xiaodang Huaihua said everything."

He Hui looked at Jia Yi's furious look with pride.

"Didn't these two traitors agree not to tell anyone?"

"You guys go out to eat delicious food for lunch..."

"Stop talking, I'll take you with me."

Jia Yi broke into a cold sweat and wanted to cover his mouth. This was not far from the classroom, and those classmates were about to come out.

But I can't say it anymore, it won't be good if people know about it.
To be continued...