Of course, he couldn't just hold it and gnaw on it. Just then, Xia Rong brought the nephew's meal over, so he put the chicken leg into A Yuan's bowl.,Xia Rong was slightly taken aback. Although she had disliked her younger brother-in-law these past two years, she would still invite him over for meals during festivals. She ate whatever was served and didn't care about others.,Their village had to go through an arch bridge to get to town. This bridge was built about ten years ago. Zhao Qin remembered that when he was a child, he used to take a ferry to town. It is said that several people died during the construction of this bridge.。