"Let's slaughter the capon and cure some chicken and pressed duck. When Xiangyang comes, he can take it back to his dad." Wu Shufen said, then suddenly remembered something. "Xiangyang mentioned his dad likes the tea from our mountains. We should pick a lot more when spring arrives, roast it properly, and send it to him."
Lin Changyou nodded. "You handle the cured meats. As for the tea, I'll take our eldest and the others up the mountain to pick it next year."
"Take the ham and hang it up. I'm going to divide this pork for Guoliang and Guodong!" Wu Shufen said. She walked a few steps, then turned back to her husband. "And old man, there's more good news. Yuezhen has found someone..."
Lin Changyou's face lit up. He rubbed his hands together, saying, "Good, good, good! Now Yuezhen's parents can finally rest in peace."
Lin Guodong and Zhao Xiaohui walked to the doorway of the main room and looked at the couple. "Dad, Mom, who's resting in peace?"
