"It's alright! Your grandfather also said your milk, it's alright!" Pan patted Han Yingmei's hand.
"Mother, next time if our mother does something, don't be polite to her! How can someone bully people like this!"
"Hey~" Pan sighed.
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The banquet is finished, it is already past one o'clock in the afternoon. After a while, Han Yingxue also rushed back from the town.
moved the things he was going to bring to the car and called Pan Shi.
"Mother, I'll go too!" Han Yingmei begged.
"What are you doing?"
"Mother, I want to go see too! It's okay to stay at home anyway!"
"Aunt Wu, let Sister Mei Er go!" Han Yingxue said, "My carriage is spacious, and the people can sit."
"Okay, then, Meier will go too!"
Zhaojia Village is seven or eight miles away from Changfeng Village. It’s a bit far to walk. The carriage ran for a while and then it was there.
Han Yingxue has never been to her uncle's house, and she has also entered the village, so she can only inquire.
First sent Han Yingmei and Pan to the place where the piglets were sold, and the piglets needed to be picked slowly. Putting them down, the carriage drove towards her uncle's house again.
Han Yingxue's uncle's house is at the east end of the village. He went in and asked and found it.
Uncle Han Yingxue's family is not rich, only a few acres of farmland. All the food is used for subsistence, and there is no other input. The house is also a very common adobe house in the countryside, and the yard is surrounded by a fence. The house looks like it hasn't been repaired for a long time.
The carriage was heard in the courtyard.
Cheng Guihua stretched her neck and looked outside the house. Why did a carriage stop in front of her house.
"Mother, it's a carriage. Look, it's a carriage!" Zhao Gouwa said while holding Cheng Guihua's hand.
"Mother saw it, saw it!"
Uncle Han Yingxue also came out of the house and saw the carriage parked in front of the yard.
After a while, he saw Han Yingxue get out of the carriage.