Reborn in the Seventies: Pampered Wife, Owning some Farmland - Chapter 887

Chapter 887: Chapter 888 Where to Go Wild Chapter 887: Chapter 888 Where to Go Wild Meng Yunhan looked at Old Dad Zhao, “Who is this Xiaowei?” How come she didn’t know this person?

Old Dad Zhao knew that his daughter had always been busy with the factory’s affairs and hadn’t paid attention to the people who had moved into the neighborhood.

“In the past six months, a father and son moved in. I heard that Xiaowei’s mother abandoned the two of them and ran off, so they came to the city to look for people.”

“Brother Xiaowei, please come in. This is my mom, isn’t she beautiful?”

Meng Yunhan only saw a skinny boy, his face and ears chapped with frostbite, wearing a big cotton jacket, about eight years old.

“Hello, Auntie, hello Grandpa,” Xiaowei said with a bit of restraint.

Meng Yunhan looked at Little Huzi, “You make sure to treat your Brother Xiaowei well.”

“Brother Xiaowei, let’s go watch TV.” Little Huzi took Xiaowei’s hand and headed to the main room.

Meng Yunhan whispered to Old Dad Zhao, “Dad, why haven’t I ever seen them before, even though they’ve been here for half a year?”

If they were neighboring houses, it would be impossible not to have seen each other, right?

“I heard that his dad has been in prison. He has a scar from a knife on his face.”

A knife scar?

“But Xiaowei is a really good kid.”

In the main room.

Xiaowei had been to Little Huzi’s house before.

“Brother, you eat, these are all tasty treats from my mom’s factory. Wait a while, I’ll have mom pack some for you to take home, along with fruits. These candies are really sweet, mom said they’re chocolate. Try some.”

Xiaowei saw Little Huzi stuffing chocolate directly into his mouth, “Try it, it’s especially sweet.”

Meng Yunhan made some delicious food for lunch, and Xiaowei stayed to eat as well, if it hadn’t been for Little Huzi insisting on keeping Xiaowei, he would have gone home.

Seeing that it was getting late, Little Huzi whispered a few words to Meng Yunhan.

Meng Yunhan helplessly looked at her son, such a clever little devil.

“Xiaowei, let Auntie take you back home!”

Meng Yunhan was still carrying some things in her hand, candy, fruit, cakes, biscuits.

“Thank you, Auntie, I know the way, I’ll go back first.”

That kid, he ran off in a flash.

Meng Yunhan followed behind.

Before even entering the house, she heard a voice from inside, “Where have you been running around?”

The voice was somewhat raspy.

“Dad, I just went out to play for a bit.”

Fearing that Xiaowei’s dad might hit him, Meng Yunhan pushed open the front door.

“Xiaowei…”

“Xiaowei’s dad, I am the neighbor next door, my son Little Huzi is friends with your son Xiaowei.”

Meng Yunhan couldn’t clearly see the other person’s face, as it was hanging down and she couldn’t tell if there was a knife scar on his face.

“You’ve troubled yourself.” The other party still spoke in a deep voice.

Meng Yunhan handed over the things she was carrying to Xiaowei, “These are from Little Huzi, Auntie will head back first.”

Meng Yunhan didn’t dwell on the matter.

On New Year’s Eve, she began to get busy.

Because it was time to cook the soup pot.

Using Beacon Coal to simmer the bone broth, preparing some vegetables for the soup.

“Mom, do you need my help?” Little Huzi, attracted by the delicious scent, came into the kitchen.

“No need, you just wait outside for the guests, and remember to call them in.”

Meng Yunhan had invited Old Zhang and the others to celebrate the New Year, though she wasn’t sure if Old Zhang would come.

Beef balls, pork balls, crispy pork, mushrooms, crispy duck.

Meng Yunhan prepared plenty of delicious food anyway.

She had cut all the side dishes and already arranged them on plates.

Old Dad Zhao, seeing the abundant reunion dinner, knew that guests would be coming today.

“Mengmeng, we’re here.” Robert helped his grandmother and the others into the courtyard.

“Uncle, Happy New Year, great-grandma, great-grandpa, Happy New Year.”