Liu Ji walked into the main room, just put down the oil paper package in his hand, and Jinbao and Jinhua ran up, "Third Uncle, Third Auntie."
Liu Ji raised an eyebrow, rubbed their heads, and generously opened the oil paper package to reveal fragrant pastries inside, "Take it and eat."
The brother and sister took it and were about to leave when Old Liu shouted, "You haven't thanked your uncle yet, no manners!"
The two hurriedly ran back and solemnly bowed to their uncle, "Thank you, Third Uncle!"
After doing so, they glanced at their grandfather, saw his eyebrows relax, and only then picked up a piece of pastry to enjoy.
Today, being a festival, the old house only worked half a day, and the remaining half was a time to rest while celebrating.
The harvested rice was spread out on bamboo mats to dry, and the courtyard had no room to step, so they walked directly on the rice.
