Chapter 352: A Brand New Machine (6)_1

"How was I supposed to know he would run off and complain?" Mrs. Yan replied indignantly. "Even as his father, you cannot control him. What can I, a mere woman of the house, do?"

From the corner of his ear, Ma Zhicai heard his parent's mutual complaints, his anger caused him to slam his book violently onto the table. He then sprawled directly onto the kang, feeling an unspeakable irritation inside.

Starting from the twenty-third of the last month of the year, the festive atmosphere began to emerge in the village. During these days in previous years, every household would start grinding soybean flour, making soybean bags, preparing all kinds of little snacks for the New Year, and would also go to the market to buy food and bring it home.