Yang Guangzhi patted the dust off his hands and entered the house with a puzzled look on his face.

Immediately, several people in the house gathered around.

"Take a look for yourselves! This is from Hua Yourong and the others. I'm going to wash my face," Yang Xiaole placed the things on the big table and went to the basin shelf to wash his face.

Curious, Wang Qiuju opened the package.

When she saw a pile of women's clothes inside, she was surprised, "So many new clothes? Did they give them to us? Ouch! There are also two pounds of brown sugar and canned goods. What is this? Second Brother, take a look at this."

Finally, she held up an iron can curiously.

Unable to understand, she handed the things to her eldest sister.

"Let me see!"

Big Sister eagerly looked at the clothes. When she heard Mom's words, she quickly put down the clothes and looked at the can.

"Mai~Ru~Jing~ I don't know what this is for!" After reading the name, she shook her head in confusion.

After washing his face, Yang Xiaole returned to the table and said, "Teacher Luo said this is for making drinks! Let's taste it later!"

Hearing that it was for drinking, Wang Qiuju looked surprised, "What is this foreign thing?"

Big Sister and Fifth Brother were comparing the clothes that fit them.

Fourth Brother was holding a can, his mouth watering.

Big Brother was also looking at a can and wanted to eat it.

Seeing this, Yang Xiaole smiled and said, "Big Brother, open the can and let everyone taste it! Fourth Brother, get some hot water with the enamel basin and bring another chopstick. Let's taste the flavor."

After speaking, he took the can of malted milk and looked around before directly prying it open with scissors.

Xi Zi heard this and hurriedly went to prepare.

"Hey, why did you open it?"

Wang Qiuju anxiously asked when she saw him opening the can, "This can be used when we visit relatives or when guests come to our house. Put it away."

Yang Xiaole was speechless, "Mom, this thing is for drinking. Besides, you came here as refugees, and you haven't been back to Grandma's house for so many years. Are you planning to give it to Xiaolong and Xiaohu to drink? I won't allow it! Why should we? We haven't even tasted it ourselves! If Grandpa wants to drink, it's fine. He can come over and drink it. If he wants to send it over, forget it."

After speaking, he saw Xi Zi coming over with a large tea jar and poured some in.

"Alright, don't give it away. You can drink it yourselves, but the things need to be put away. You guys are like beggars who can't resist spoiled tofu. If you drink like this, it will be finished in a few days."

Wang Qiuju thought about it and agreed. While muttering, she covered the lid and prepared to put it away.

After covering it for a while, she couldn't close it. She became anxious, "How do you close this?"

Seeing this, Yang Xiaole smiled and placed the lid properly, then slapped it down with a palm, and the lid closed directly.

Wang Qiuju looked at it curiously and then put away the canned goods, brown sugar, and malted milk, and walked towards the inside.

No one dared to speak.

Yang Xiaole smiled. The house was so small, could they really hide it?

Big Sister had the key to the wooden box!

"Brother, is it ready?"

Xi Zi looked at him stirring vigorously and asked anxiously.

Because the smell was so fragrant.

The faint aroma of malt mixed with the fragrance of milk and the sweetness of sugar spread out instantly.

Yang Xiaole smiled and took a sip.

The tail of the hot water bottle in the house had fallen off, so it wasn't very warm. The temperature was just right at the moment.

He poured too much at once, so it was a bit sweet.

He said to Xi Zi, "Go, bring a few empty bowls. I'll divide it for you all, so don't complain about fairness later! Bring six."

He picked up the nearby thermos flask and added some more.

Upon hearing this, Xi Zi hurriedly ran to the kitchen. In no time, he brought six black pottery bowls.

Seeing this, Yang Xiaole poured some into each bowl.

Not much, just a little less than half a bowl.

Then he held the enamel basin and smiled, "Alright, one bowl each, no need to fight! Dad, you and Mom also have a share."

Xi Zi was the fastest and directly picked up the bowl.

But he didn't drink it, instead, he stood on tiptoe and looked at the thermos flask in Yang Xiaole's hand, comparing it to his own.

Yang Xiaole ignored him.

It was certain that there was more, but the extra amount was limited.

The others also picked up a bowl and started drinking.

"Mmm, it tastes so good!"

"So fragrant!"

"So sweet!"

...

Everyone was discussing with surprise.

Sweet soup was a rare thing, let alone this.

Yang Guangzhi also happily picked up a bowl and said, "I'll also taste this foreign thing!"

After taking a sip, he tasted something strange, "Fragrant, and it has the taste of white sugar cake (maltose cake)?"

Yang Xiaole smiled at his words. Of course, it did. It was originally made with maltose.

A few years ago, there were people who came with a shoulder pole to sell maltose cakes. They were wrapped in a layer of flour, and eating a piece could stick your teeth together.

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Nowadays, no one comes to sell them anymore, but they used to be sold during the annual fair.Looking at everyone, they all had a look of enjoyment.

Girls are really different.

They drink slowly and savor every sip, unwilling to finish.

Fourth Brother is like Zhu Bajie eating ginseng fruit, gulping it down and then licking the bowl clean while watching others drink.

"Fifth Brother, have you finished drinking?"

Unrelenting, he set his sights on Xiao Mei's bowl.

Xiao Mei, who is now 7 years old, is not foolish. She brought her bowl to Big Sister's side.

Fourth Brother pouted.

Didn't trick her!

Wang Qiuju finished putting things away and came out. Seeing everyone drinking, she smiled and said, "Let me taste it!"

Then she took a sip.

"Mmm, it's delicious!"

Wang Qiuju took a big gulp and then glanced at Xi Zi, who was staring at her.

With a smile, she handed him the bowl.

Xi Zi happily took it and started sipping.

At this moment, Yang Guangzhi finally asked Yang Xiaole, "Where did this come from? Did they bring it from the commune?"

Hearing his words, Yang Xiaole awkwardly smiled.

"Well, Dad, Mom, come inside, I have something to tell you! Come in!"

Seeing the two of them standing there dumbfounded, he shouted.

Only then did the two of them strangely enter the house.

"What's the matter?"

After Wang Qiuju came in, she curiously asked and closed the door, blocking the curious children inside.

Yang Xiaole blinked his eyes and honestly confessed, "Dad, actually, the times I went to Teacher Luo's place, I just took a nap. I went fishing with my classmates."

"Ah, you child, your health is already not good, why did you go fishing? Are you itching?"

Wang Qiuju was angry when she heard he went fishing and was about to find something.

She took a chicken feather duster.

Without thinking, she directly started hitting him with the end with the chicken feathers.

"Ouch, Mom, it hurts! Listen to me first!"

Wang Qiuju, in a huff, asked, "What are you saying?"

Yang Guangzhi rolled his eyes on the side. You hit people with the end with the stick?

With the end with the chicken feathers, are you tickling him?

Yang Xiaole didn't actually feel any pain, but he had to satisfy the psychological comfort of the other party as parents!

Then he started explaining, "Dad, Mom, I didn't go into the water myself. I came up with the idea to catch fish. Then we went to the city and sold the fish."

He still had to tell some truth, otherwise it wouldn't make sense.

"To the city?"

This time, Yang Guangzhi was surprised.

Wang Qiuju was frightened when she heard he went to the city and was about to hit him for real.

"If you hit me, I won't give you the money."

Seeing his son's pitiful voice, Wang Qiuju chuckled.

Pointing the chicken feather duster at him, she asked, "So, do you dare to go again in the future?"

"I won't go!"

Yang Xiaole thought of the things he brought just now and asked him, "So, the clothes and canned food just now, did you buy them yourself?"

Yang Xiaole looked at Mom, who was about to explode, and rolled his eyes.

If he really bought so much food, he would definitely get beaten.

"How is that possible? Where would I get those tickets? It just so happened that I met Hua Yourong when I went to the city. If you don't believe me, I can take you to the city and ask her."

As he was speaking, the sound of a car engine came from outside the door.

The two of them looked curiously and didn't pay much attention.

Wang Qiuju pointed at him and said, "You're not allowed to go in the future. If you go again, try it and see if I won't beat you."

"Got it, I won't go anymore, okay!"

Yang Xiaole muttered.

Wang Qiuju heard this and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

It wasn't a big deal, the key was that this child's health was already not good.

And once he got caught, it would be over.

The main concern was still there.

"Clap clap clap! Dad, Dad, hurry up, Uncle is back, Uncle is back, open the door!"

The urgent voice of Big Brother came from outside the door.

Hearing this, Yang Guangzhi thought of the letter that came earlier. He didn't have time to worry about his son's matter!

He quickly opened the door and went out."Where is he?"

"He's with grandpa, hurry over!"

Upon hearing this, Yang Guangzhi immediately rushed out.

Wang Qiuju also followed him out.

Only Yang Xiaole was left in the room.

He had suspected something when he heard the sound of the car, and it turned out he was right, he had returned.

Fortunately, he had run back in advance to explain things.

Only then did he leisurely walk out of the room, by this time all the younger ones in the family had run out.

Outside, it was bustling with activity.