Four months have passed in the blink of an eye. After the wave of autumn tiger fever has passed, the autumn harvest season has gradually entered.
Zhang Dashan became busy and often traveled between the city and the countryside. Even so, he would still bring all kinds of rare things to Yan Xiaoan every time he came back from the city.
"I've seen you come back with a glowing face in the past few days. What's going on?" Yan Xiaoan saw Zhang Dashan working with a sinister smile on his face. Compared with the innocent look at the beginning, it was very different.
"Haha, sister Xiao An, haven't you noticed that spring has come in Dashan?"
When Zhang Dashan was away, Guilin and Xiao Jia also started to run here when they had nothing to do. Everyone seemed to like Yan Xiaoan better.
"What?" Yan Xiaoan approached the two of them as if he had discovered a new world, "Tell me quickly."
At first, Yan Qiuyu was troubled by how familiar he became, but seeing that everyone treated Yan Xiaoan well, he didn't care about them.
"Da Shan is back just now. You three go dig the peanut fields for me this afternoon. I will still have some use for you later." Yan Qiuyu ordered.
Yan Xiaoan was happy to watch people working, but she still wanted to hear Zhang Dashan's gossip and urged them to talk to her quickly.
"The last time I went to Dashan's house, I found that there was an extra woman at the counter."
"Female?" Yan Xiaoan's eyes were all wet. A lot of things have happened in the past few months. The small shops in this city are not recruiting people, and they may not even be able to support themselves. What about Zhang Dashan's family? Why are there so many people?
"Yes, I heard that Dashan's father knew that his son could not be counted on, so he found a bookkeeper."
"Still an accountant? That's awesome." Yan Xiaoan sighed sincerely.
Yan Qiuyu saw them gossiping, but Zhang Dashan seemed not to hear, so he replied a few sentences at first, and then let them make all sorts of fun at him.
"I said you two just had nothing to do when you were full. How many times have I told you that others just come to our house to do a favor and pass by to do a favor."
"Hey, if others don't help the Dong family or the Xi family, they'll just help your Zhang family, right?" Xiao Jia didn't believe what he said to him.
Zhang Dashan sighed and simply stopped explaining. The more he explained, the more confused he became.
Yan Qiuyu is also worried about the rice on the mountain. Seeing more and more refugees, he doesn't know when they will surge up to form a peak. When Yan Xiaoan sees it, he will be stimulated again.
In the past few months, for Yan Xiaoan's sake, Yan Qiuyu would prepare something almost every few days, and then take Yan Xiaoan to give porridge.
Yan Xiaoan also gradually got used to accepting it from the initial discomfort. Yan Qiuyu saw all these changes.
"Xiao An, do you want to go together in the afternoon?" Zhang Dashan will only stay for one day when he comes back this time. He has to rush back tomorrow to help his father collect grain.
"Me." Yan Xiaoan is still not sure.
"He went out with me in the afternoon. I made an appointment with your sister-in-law Wenxia and the others to go to the foot of the mountain to give porridge." Yan Qiuyu spoke for Yan Xiaoan.
"I have to go today." Guilin seemed a little disappointed.
"When I went to the dock to unload the goods two days ago, I heard them say that the natural disaster in the north was indeed serious, and that many refugees were crowded outside the city. When the time comes, knowing that we have soup kitchens here, I wonder if they will all run away. Come here." Zhang Dashan seemed worried.
But in fact, only Yan Qiuyu himself knew that this was his real purpose.
Xiao A, "I heard that there are people who give porridge in the city. Besides, your father also helped. No matter how many people there are, there will be more people."
"These are not people who came from the same place." Guilin knocked on his wooden head. "Did you know that those refugees came from all directions?"
"And the disasters in the north started long ago. By the time those people fled here, I don't know how long ago it was." Zhang Dashan had polished his hoe and packed up the debris. aside.
"Second uncle, after you harvest the rice, I will ask my father to come over and count it for you in person..."
There was so much rice and so on, Zhang Dashan thought that just the master and the apprentice could not finish it.
"No, I have other uses." Yan Qiuyu declined his kindness. Yan Xiaoan personally participated in this rice, which has a great effect on the extradition of souls. It is different from ordinary rice. Same.
The main reason why the two of them went together was for this reason. He didn't want to work in vain.
"After the rice is harvested, it will produce a lot of rice. Do you want to hoard it?" Zhang Dashan was puzzled.
"Xiao An and I are not short of money or food. Originally, I didn't think about what to do with this. I will naturally have my own use when the time comes."
Having said this, Zhang Dashan naturally did not continue to ask further questions.
After lunch, the people were divided into two teams, one team went up the mountain, and the other team walked towards the foot of the mountain.
Everyone respects this second uncle, a scholar, especially during this period of giving porridge.
"Xiao An." Zhang Wenxia called out.
"What's wrong, sister-in-law?" Yan Xiaoan doesn't know how to cook, but she just likes to stir-fry the pot.
Compared with the soup porridge provided by the government, which is clear and watery, the porridge stall they set up is probably the most practical one.
"Your master is such a good person, why doesn't he have a wife?"
"Yes, Xiao An, we wanted to ask a few times ago, but we were a little embarrassed. After getting along with each other during this time, your master is really a good person." Another aunt who was helping also came forward.
Everyone seems to be interested in such topics, and even though Yan Qiuyu is already an old man with a white beard, he can't stop them from gossiping.
Get a wife? Yan Xiaoan's head was spinning. It was really hard to imagine what kind of wife his master could marry. Besides, no ordinary person was worthy of such an old and immortal master.
"This." Yan Xiaoan pinched his chin.
The aroma of rice porridge wafted out, and it seemed to be cooked.
"I don't know." Yan Xiaoan said honestly.
"Xiao An, just help with the baking pancakes for a while." Yan Qiuyu suddenly appeared and gave instructions.
Originally, their soup kitchen stall was still far away, but it was a bit inconvenient. Later, as the number of refugees increased, their manpower became increasingly scarce.
The foot of the mountain was originally connected in all directions. In order to avoid the gathering of pedestrians and for convenience, Yan Qiuyu thought twice and moved the place here.
He is not afraid of delaying his business. As long as the time comes, those souls will naturally feel the call. This is just the beginning.
"Ah, oh, okay."
"Thank you for your hard work. When you finish your work, I will ask the children to bring you some dry food."
"Second uncle, you are too polite. We haven't finished the thick noodles you gave us last time."
"Yeah, give those to those in need."
"yes."
Everyone was talking to each other, Zhang Wenxia wiped her tears aside and started washing the dishes again.
