Reborn in the Seventies: Pampered Wife, Owning some Farmland-Chapter 355 - My Flesh_1

Chapter 355: Chapter 355 My Flesh_1

Zhang Cuihua’s face twisted angrily, “No.”

The person who didn’t get a favorable response just sniffed coldly and went back to take care of their own affairs.

Just because your husband is an accountant, do you really think someone will try to please you?

Some people were whispering such things to Zhang Cuihua, and of course, similar things were being whispered into Zhao Fang’s ear as well.

“Xiaofang, I heard that Meng Zhiqing came back with Little Huzi and is carrying some things.”

Zhao Fang was taken aback upon hearing this. Meng Yunhan is back?

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The college attending Meng Yunhan has returned home?

What’s he back for this time?

Because of the last incident, Zhao Fang had become wary of Meng Yunhan.

“Are they on summer vacation?”

“Yes, they are on summer vacation.” The person looked at Zhao Fang suspiciously, but still answered her question honestly.

So, Meng Yunhan has returned home.

Wasn’t it said that Yun Hao was also transferred to Kyoto?

Shouldn’t he be staying in Kyoto for a long time? Why’s he back then?

And bringing things back to the village.

Yun Hao only receives a tiny stipend every month, and the whole family rents a house in Kyoto. Is it enough?

How does he have money to buy things?

Could it be that Yun Hao’s stipend increased after his transfer to Kyoto?

Zhao Fang’s mind was spinning, pondering over what she might not know.

Was the subsidy that much?

Meanwhile, at the Yun Family.

Mother Yun, overwhelmed by her eagerness, was about to slaughter a chicken to prepare a meal for her little grandson.

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“Mom, no need to kill the chicken.” Seeing Mother Yun going to slaughter a chicken, Meng Yunhan quickly stopped her, lest her sisters-in-law would make a fuss if they found out.

“But…”

Meng Yunhan hurriedly continued, “Mom, let’s just stir-fry some vegetables. You don’t know, in Kyoto, fresh vegetables are hard to come by. If we do find them, they are either wilted or yellow.”

Meng Yunhan wasn’t wrong. If you go to the cooperative to buy vegetables and arrive late, all that’s left are wilted and yellow vegetables.

“Yellow leaves?” Mother Yun was astonished. They normally fed yellow leaves to the pigs and chickens. How could they be for human consumption?

“Yes, that’s why stir-frying some vegetables will be enough.” And as for Little Huzi, she knew her son was quite picky about meat and didn’t like vegetables much. But of course, she wouldn’t allow him to be picky; she would make him some congee with vegetables.

Mother Yun took them at their word and went to fetch some cucumbers, green peppers, and other vegetables.

Fortunately, Little Huzi couldn’t articulate any complaints. Otherwise, seeing a table full of vegetables and at most, a plate of scrambled eggs, he would definitely exclaim: ‘Where is my meat? Where is my meat?’

Little Huzi liked to eat eggs so Meng Yunhan filled a plate with some vegetables for him to eat.

Watching Little Huzi eating spoonful after spoonful of food, Father and Mother Yun felt particularly reassured.

“Little Huzi, is your appetite this good for every meal?”

Meng Yunhan nodded, “He has a big appetite and gets hungry fast.”

They usually keep some pastries at home.

Besides, her father often steams egg custard for Little Huzi.

So, he does look much bigger than other kids his age.

Indeed, he doesn’t look like he is just over a year old, but more like a child of two or more years.

“Eating well is a blessing.” Father Yun truly thought that their little grandson was being well taken care of by his third daughter-in-law.

Meng Yunhan just smiled in response. Yes, indeed, eating well is a blessing. She has so much grain stored in her space, enough for her son to eat.

They were not short of grain at home, so of course, they would not let their son be wronged.

After finishing a bowl of rice, Little Huzi, holding his little spoon, looked at Meng Yunhan, obviously asking for more.

Meng Yunhan put some more vegetables and eggs in her son’s bowl.

Little Huzi then broke into a broad smile.