Eight Hundred and Seventieth Chapters Guangzong Yaozu

"That's right." Liu Guixia and the others nodded.

The old man Xue naturally kept nodding his head, agreeing very much.

Although it is to persuade peace and not to leave, it is obvious that his eldest daughter will have a better life after leaving, and will never be bullied by Du Shanqiang's parents again. Life is not afraid of hardships, but his eldest daughter has always been bitter in her heart. He is a father, no matter what, he naturally agrees and leaves.

What's more, now that his grandson Sanhu is an official, if his eldest daughter comes back, no one will dare to bully his eldest daughter, anyway, it is better than that in that husband's house.

Jiang Yue and Xue Yan saw that everyone agreed with this, so they just looked at each other.

"However," Old Man Xue couldn't help but spoke again happily, "Three tigers have become officials. This is a matter of honor and honor. Who doesn't expect an official in their own family? If I don’t tell the public, I always buy a pig’s head, pay homage to my ancestors, tell my ancestors this great event, and make my ancestors happy.”

Although their roots are not here, they came here because they were fleeing, but every family still worships their ancestors here. .

"Tomorrow morning, I will go to the town to buy it." Xue Dafu said happily immediately.

"Dad, don't worry, we will all worship our ancestors together tomorrow." Liu Guixia was also flushed.

"Okay. Okay." Old man Xue still couldn't keep his mouth shut.

"Gouzi, you heard it, don't tell anyone that your cousin Sanhu is a high-ranking official." Xue Dagui told his son with a smile.

"I know dad." Xue Gouzi agreed immediately. Also very happy.

The little aunt and the little uncle also told their children not to talk nonsense outside, and their children all agreed, and naturally they were very happy.

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The little girl Xue Xiaoxi is just going back to her parents' house, but she still has to pay New Year's greetings with her second uncle, fourth uncle, and their relatives.

As in previous years, my aunt's family will go to the second uncle's house for dinner in the evening, and they will eat at their house tomorrow morning, and then the lunch will be eaten at the fourth uncle's house. My sister-in-law will go back.

Today, the little aunt's family will naturally live there.

And according to the habit of visiting relatives in the past, the day after tomorrow, I should go to my aunt's house for dinner, and I will go to my little aunt's house for dinner the day after tomorrow.

But now that something happened to my aunt's house, I naturally wouldn't go to my aunt's house. Instead, I would go to my little aunt's house for dinner the day after tomorrow.

The uncle's house has no vacant rooms, and their old and new houses have vacant rooms. The aunt's family naturally lives in their house.

Because my sister-in-law's family was going to the second uncle's house for dinner at night, and their family and the second uncle's house hadn't been around for many years, naturally they wouldn't go, so Jiang Yue and Xue Yan went home with Liu Guixia and the others first.

The little girl's family is still with her grandfather, talking to her grandfather, the uncle and the uncle have not come back.

When she got home, Jiang Yue took out the family letter written by the third and fifth brothers from her arms.

Xue Yan also took out the money that the third and fifth brothers brought back.

"So many." Liu Guixia happily looked at the banknotes and silver in her hand.

Xue Dafu was still blushing and said with a smile: "You keep it for them. Although they are very good in the military camp, they must be very hard. We don't need their money."

"Hey!" Liu Guixia hurriedly put away the banknotes and money.

When Liu Guixia came back, she held the family letter written by Xue Sanhu and Xue Wuhu, smiled and said with tears in her eyes: "Sanhu's words are better, but Wuhu's words are still so ugly, this child hates to use his brain the most. Now, it’s too hard for him, it’s nice to be able to write like this, it’s nice.”

(End of this chapter)

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