Zeng Yixin quite likes this girl's skills. Very authentic.
In the evening, when Yang Liulang returned, he also gave high praise for Shen Yuexing's skills.
On the twentieth day of the twelfth lunar month, Zeng Hongling returned to the Yang Family with Yang Liulang.
She brought sausages, just enough for the Yang Family to have a meal.
Even though a few women were indifferent to her, she didn't mind at all. Such isolation was nothing to her.
Yang Jiahui gave high praise for the sausages.
"Dad, I'll make some more back home. The main thing is I don't know the spice recipe for this stuff, I need help from my friend."
Yang Jiahui smiled and nodded, "Alright, make more, and later your eldest brother will give you money."
Zeng Hongling didn't refuse. It's not just for the elderly to eat; with such a large family and so many people, it's best to handle things according to the rules.
