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On Sunday, Lin Haizhu sent a message asking all his children to go back to their old house for dinner.

“It’s been a long time since the family got together and had a meal together,” he said.

But everyone knows that this meal is not that simple.

The old house is at the east end of the village. It is a three-room adobe house. There is an old jujube tree in the yard, and a donkey is tied under the tree.

The donkey was assigned to the previous production team and was nominally owned by Lin Haizhu. In fact, it was a means of production shared by the whole family.

When Lin Guoqiang arrived with Zhao Sumei and his two daughters, two bicycles were already parked in the yard.

“One is the eldest brother Lin Guowei’s forever, and the other is the third brother Lin Guodong’s 28 big bang.

Before the fourth sister Lin Meiling and the fifth sister Lin Meili arrived, sister-in-law Zhou Guifang was already helping Li Hongxia light the fire in the kitchen.

The sound of spatulas flying came from inside, carrying the aroma of stewed meat.

Lin Guoqiang wrinkled his nose.

Meat.

In the last life, when Laozhai was making meat stew, he would never call him home.

But every time when making meat stew, the eldest brother’s house and the third brother’s house would be called, but he, Lin Guoqiang, would always say “I’ll talk about it next time.”

Today, it’s strange that I actually called him.

"Coming?" Lin Haizhu was sitting on the grand master's chair in the main room, holding an enamel teapot in his hand. The teapot had five red words "Labor is the Most Glorious" printed on it. The handwriting had been blurred.

He glanced at Lin Guoqiang, his eyes stopped on his face for a moment, and then moved away.

"Yeah." Lin Guoqiang found a bench and sat down, putting Lin Jing on his lap. Zhao Sumei sat next to her holding Lin Wei.

The atmosphere is not right.

Lin Guowei was sitting in the main room. Lin Guodong was leaning on the door frame smoking alone. Xu Qingqing did not come.

It was said that she had returned to her parents' home, but Lin Guoqiang knew that she was specially sent away by Lin Guodong. After all, he had just married not long ago, and he was afraid that it would be inconvenient for her to speak there.

Lin Haizhu didn't speak, Li Hongxia stayed in the kitchen and didn't come out, Lin Guowei lowered his head and rubbed his fingers, Zhou Guifang poked her head out of the kitchen to take a look from time to time, and Lin Guodong was there puffing away smoke.

The air seemed to be frozen, and it seemed to be pulled by a tight string that could break at any time.

Lin Guoqiang sat quietly, amusing Lin Jing.

He bent his fingers into a small figure and walked around in Lin Jing's hand. Lin Jing giggled, revealing a few baby teeth that were like millet grains.

Zhao Sumei sat next to her, her body tense, like a string that could break at any time.

She didn’t know what would happen today, but she knew... it wouldn’t be something good.

About twenty minutes later, Lin Meiling and Chen Jianguo arrived.

Lin Meiling wears a ponytail and a floral shirt. She bought it from the supply and marketing cooperative in the town. The material is good, but she wears it plainly and unassumingly.

Chen Jianguo followed behind, wearing a washed-white blue overalls. His face was expressionless and he was not very friendly with anyone.

"Second brother, second sister-in-law." Lin Meiling greeted Lin Guoqiang as soon as she entered the door, with a crisp voice and a smile.

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