"What Xiaozhu said is right. Even though he is young, he is much more obedient and sensible than that monkey Xingping."
Yun Cuihe came in front of a few people, her eyes touched Lu Xingping, and it was visible to the naked eye that Lu Xingping shrank his neck with guilt.
"Mom, you won't hit me, will you?"
Yun Cuihe glanced at him.
"Why should I hit you? You have been practicing all day long, and your skin is rough and fleshy. I didn't hurt you when I hit you. My own hand hurts."
When Lu Xingping heard this, he knew that Yun Cuihe didn't care anymore, so he hugged her arm and started acting coquettishly, "Are you afraid that you'll feel bad if you hit me? I know that my mother is the best to me."
Yun Cuihe poked his forehead.
"You! Don't think that you didn't know what you were doing when you went to the county town. You just relied on your sister-in-law to be easy to talk to, and you tormented us two."
Lu Xingping rubbed Yun Cuihe's arm and said nothing.
Yun Cuihe sighed, "Since I know that Mom loves you, no matter what you do in the future, cheer me up. Mom doesn't ask for much. My biggest wish is to have a neat family."
Hearing this, Lu Xingping, who had always been generous, felt his eyes turn red.
He buried his face in Yun Cuihe's arm and gave a muffled sigh of gratitude.
"Mom, I can."
Sensing the moist touch on the skin on her arm, Yun Cuihe patted the back of Lu Xingping's hand, "Okay, okay, you're such a big man, you don't have to let Xiaozhu read the joke."
Lu Xingping hesitated when he thought of Xiaozhu's presence.
But you can't make a fool of yourself in front of Xiaozhu. The little girl is now older and it's hard to mess around.
He sniffed, rubbed Yun Cuihe's arm, and then raised a silly face, showing no trace of the tears he had just shed.
"Come on, Xiaozhu, the second brother has brought you something good. Let's go aside and the second brother will show it to you."
After saying that, he took Chu Wenzhu's hand and ran aside.
Yun Cuihe looked at Lu Xingping's back, shook her head helplessly and sighed, then stepped forward and took Chu Yue's hand.
"Yueyue is too spoiled to him."
Chu Yue shook her head slightly, "Xingping is sensible and it's a good thing to know what you want. Mom might as well let go of your hands a little and let them find their own future path."
Yun Cuihe smiled.
"What Yueyue said makes sense. From now on, as long as there is nothing that goes against the principles, mother will try her best to turn a blind eye." She said, looking Chu Yue up and down, "Tomorrow I will be ten She’s six, she’s a big girl now.”
Yun Cuihe looked at her with a feeling of emotion as if a daughter had just grown up in our family.
It would be great if Xinghe was at home, maybe he could have a grandson next year.
Chu Yue pursed her lips and smiled, her face full of playfulness.
"How are you going to celebrate my birthday tomorrow?"
"Your uncle and uncle sent a sheep this morning. How about we roast it and eat it together tomorrow?"
"Okay! Did uncle and uncle bring anything else?"
"They're all in the cellar. I'll show you there. If you want to eat anything, tell mom and I'll cook it for you tomorrow." Yun Cuihe said as she took Chu Yue's hand and walked towards the cellar, " By the way, your eldest uncle and second uncle also sent a small basket of potatoes, which Doctor Zhang said are called potatoes, and my mother is still wondering how to make these potatoes."
Chu Yue blinked, the potatoes were probably mature when they were delivered to Zhuangzi in late March or early April?
"Have they left any seeds?"
Yun Cuihe nodded.
"Of course I kept it. They said that the yield of this soil knot is quite high. The yield per mu is much higher than that of rice. The cycle is also shorter. It takes about three or four months to mature a batch. The seeds left behind are used by your uncle and uncle. I planted a large part and left the rest until the spring of next year. I also said that when the potatoes mature in the autumn, I can harvest a batch about two years ago, and then I will send some to us."
The yield per mu is no less than that of rice, but the cycle is shorter?
If cultivated on a large scale, wouldn't it be able to fundamentally solve the food and clothing problem of the vast majority of people?
Chu Yue thought for a moment and then looked at Yun Cuihe.
"When my uncle and uncle come next time, mother will tell them that there is no need to send autumn potatoes to home. If they are really planted, they will all be kept for planting next spring. Wouldn't we have another hundred acres of fields? It’s just right for large-scale planting.”
Yun Cuihe didn't expect it to be so profound, but whatever Chu Yue said, she just conveyed the meaning.
"Okay, I'll talk to your uncle and uncle then."
As the two of them spoke, they went down to the cellar.
The ice cubes stored last year have all turned into water, but because the constant temperature effect in the cellar is good, all the air conditioning is sealed underground, and the temperature is much lower than outside.
"Yueyue's method of storing ice is really good. It not only keeps food fresh, but our house is much cooler this summer than in previous years."
Chu Yue smiled.
"That is, when I was in the provincial capital last summer, Mrs. Jiang often gave me some ice cubes to relieve the heat and I came up with this method. Since this method works well, let's save more ice for the Chinese New Year this year."
Yun Cuihe nodded hurriedly.
"Okay, it's up to you."
The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law wandered around the cellar for a while, marinated the roasted whole lamb they were going to eat tomorrow, and then left the cellar.
Chu Yue took a small hoe to the front yard again, went to the magnolia tree in front of the house and dug out two jars of peach blossom wine that had been buried the year before.
Tomorrow is not only her birthday, but also the Moon Worship Festival.
There have been a lot of good things going on in the family these past two years, and we have to celebrate them.
Chu Yue put the small hoe in the kitchen, and it happened that Yun Cuihe and Aunt Song were busy preparing lunch in the kitchen.
"Mom, when will grandparents and grandparents come?"
Yun Cuihe said while busy, "Later, Dagui finished his work in the workshop and went to pick them up at home. Yueyue just came back, so go rest in the house. If you have anything to ask Ningdong, if nothing happens, My mother is still at home."
"Okay, mother and Aunt Song, please wait a little while I go back to the house first."
"go Go."
When Chu Yue returned home, she first went to the study room.
In the past, every time my husband received a letter, there would be a private letter with the words Chu Yue personally writing on it. At this time, my mother would ask someone to put the letter on the desk in their room.
I don’t know if she received any letters from her husband during the days she was away.
I haven't heard from him for more than half a year.
Arriving at the study, Chu Yue searched around on the desk, a slight disappointment flashing through her originally expectant eyes.
No letter!
What does it mean when a person who used to send letters home every month suddenly loses contact?
Are you encountering difficulties, or is it true, as they say, that wealth is alluring?
Chu Yue sat at the desk, holding her chin in her hands, with a sad look on her face.
"Miss, let's have a cup of tea." Ningdong came in and poured a cup of tea for Chu Yue. Looking at her listless appearance, he stepped forward with some worry and asked, "Miss, what's wrong?"
Chu Yue frowned slightly.
"My husband hasn't written to me for eight or nine months. What do you think he is doing now?"
