Fortunate Life of the Rural Beauty

As soon as August comes, the rice harvest begins. There is a large rice field to the east of the village. It is a busy time at this time, so Chen Afu does not allow Chen Dabao to take Qiqi, Huihui, and Zhuifeng to play there during this period.

Chen Dabao took them for a walk in the west of the village in the morning and afternoon.

At noon that day, Dabao was still writing. Chen Afu had just returned from watering the ground when he saw Xiao Shitou coming in with a gourd filled with milk in one hand and dragging a small birdcage and an extra large birdcage in the other hand. It looked like he was struggling.

He said, Aunt Fu, this is the house my second uncle built for Qiqi and Huihui.

The two birdcages are very exquisitely made, and there are small bowls made of wood inside. The craftsmanship is almost as good as that of a bamboo craftsman.

The dark face, white teeth, and Wu Carpenter's loud voice flashed before Chen Afu's eyes.

It seems that it is not good to receive his things.

Chen Afu smiled and said, Qiqi and Huihui don't have cages, and they won't run around...

The golden swallow squatting on the window chirped, Mommy, please take it. If Qiqi and Huihui can't live in it, they can be given to other birds.

After hearing this, Chen Afu had no choice but to take it and said with a smile, It's so beautiful, thank you. He took a few more candies and gave them to Little Shitou.

It wasn't until Chen Dabao had studied for an hour that the two boys went out to play with three birds and one dog.

Today Jin Yanzi also went. After Zhui Feng struggled for a long time, he still didn't dare to follow. He looked at their backs and sobbed for a long time.

At noon, when Chen Dabao came back, his expression was very sad, holding the golden swallow in his hands with reluctance. He said to Chen Afu, Mother, I saw many wild geese and swallows flying in formation from the north to the south today. Will Jinbao also fly to the south?

Chen Afu picked up Dabao and said, Well, Jinbao will also fly to the south. She heard from Jinbao a few days ago that it must enter the space on August 5th every year and has to wait until February 20th of the next year. Only then can we make space.

It enters the space not because it is afraid of not being able to eat live insects and starving, but because it is a routine. No matter how stubborn the Golden Swallow is, it is impossible for him to stay outside during the winter.

Chen Afu saw that Dabao's eyes were red and said, Dabao is not sad. Jinbao will fly back next spring.

Dabao said sadly, What if Jinbao can't find his way home?

No, our Jinbao is the smartest swallow. No matter where it goes, it can find its way home. Chen Afu said.

Golden Swallow also chirped sadly, There are still three days left. People can only play outside for three days, so they have to stay in the space and wait until next spring when the flowers bloom.

Chen Afu felt even more sad. Jin Yanzi was not outside, and his own military force was too weak. Chai Feng is too small to be of great use. Even when I grow up, I don’t know how powerful it is.

Chen Afu left Xiao Shitou to eat lunch, and when he left, he packed him a few pieces of home-steamed red date cake.

In the afternoon, Chen Afu and Wang went to town together to buy some glutinous rice, meat, mushrooms and other ingredients to make glutinous rice balls for Golden Swallow. I heard from Jin Yanzi that his former owner would cook several of his favorite dishes, including pearl meatballs. Of those dishes, only the pearl meatballs were simple and did not cost much. Chen Afu wanted to make them for the little thing to comfort its sad little heart. By the way, she also wanted to buy some fine cloth and cotton to make something for her family.

With those dozens of taels of gold ingots, Chen Afu had enough confidence to spend money.

She couldn't say much about making pearl meatballs for Jin Yanzi. She only said that she had heard sister-in-law Chang Gen say that pearl meatballs were delicious and she wanted to try making them.

Chen Dabao still wanted to go, but Chen Afu refused and asked him to go to the west end of the village to collect more firewood.

She was wearing a green green hat and a bamboo hat on her head, and she and Wang walked directly east from the path on the side of their yard to the path to Mingshui Town.

The sky in early autumn is blue and high. Although the weather has turned cooler, the sun is still so strong that it makes people unable to open their eyes.

The farmers in the rice fields were busy working nervously. Although they were sweating profusely, the smiles on their faces were cheerful.

Chen Afu and Wang walked through the rice fields and entered a small forest, where it finally cooled down. But in the distance, I saw six or seven carriages and twenty strong men on horseback heading towards Tangyuan. The red door that seemed to have been closed forever was also opened.

Chen Afu thought about Uncle Chu and Mrs. Chu from his wife Chang Gen. Did they come to rest in the village again?

Wang also noticed it. She glanced twice, sighed deeply, her eyes darkened, and she turned away. After a while, he said leisurely, Those big mansions look rich and beautiful, but in fact, life is not easy. Especially some people, so kind-hearted... Maybe he felt that he had made a mistake, so he quickly closed his mouth.

Was she thinking of the young son-in-law who had already become a high official?

Chen Afu squeezed Mr. Wang's hand and said, There is nothing wrong with our little family. Although we lack food and clothing, our family is united, friendly, and happy, which is incomparable to those of wealthy families.

Wang smiled, nodded, and said, That's what Ah Fu said.

After arriving in town and buying ingredients, Chen Afu took Wang to Buzhuang. When Wang saw her buying so much cotton and fine cloth, she was surprised and said, Ah Fu, why did you buy so much? How could you and Dabao use so much?

Chen Afu said, And you, Dad, and Alu.

Wang said, We don't have anything to replace, we can use everything.

Chen Afu said, I saw it that day. Your cotton jackets and trousers are very old and not warm. Alu's is too short and too small, and his quilt and mattress need to be made again.

Wang added, Alu, just use your old mattress.

Chen Afu said disapprovingly, Our mattress was peeed on by Dabao and it is smelly and hard. No, we have to make a new one.

Wang had no choice but to let Chen Afu buy it. Or he said, When we get home, I will pay you back the money for the three of us.

Chen Afu said, Why are you so polite to me, even if I am filial to my parents?

Two backpacks were filled with cotton and fine cloth. Chen Afu and Wang each carried one on their backs and walked towards Xiangluo Village.

They were walking on the crisscrossed path when they met the older man whom they had met many times by chance.

Later I learned that his name was Liu Erniu, and he was considered a filial son. Because his family was poor and his mother was paralyzed, he never got a wife. The old mother died just two years ago. After a delay, she was already thirty-three years old.

He greeted the two of them with a smile, Second Aunt Chen, sister Afu, can you carry it? Come, let me help you. After saying that, he wanted to come over and get the basket on Chen Afu's back.

Chen Afu hurriedly avoided it, frowned and said, Thank you, Uncle Liu, no need, I can carry it.

Liu Erniu quickly smiled and said, Just call me Brother Liu, I'm not that old yet...

Mrs. Wang was so angry that she spat, Bah, you are an old man and you are half buried in the earth. You are not old yet! Liu Erniu, you originally called me Second Sister-in-law Chen, but now I am Second Aunt Chen. ? You are only one year younger than Dad Ah Fu, so there is no need to downgrade yourself. After saying that, he pulled Chen Ah Fu away.

Thank you to cute little Mengyue, and the fragrance bag of life like water, thank fang2238, dream courtyard, Hera @Qianlin's purse, and thank you for the 100 book coins of floating life like a dream. There are two updates today, and the second update is at 17:30. Many people feel that the update is slow, and Qingquan has to say sorry. I was busy deleting and revising Peasant Girl Splendid some time ago, and I will save more drafts in the future. The reason why it is put on the shelves on May Day is also because of the need to save manuscripts. Dear friends, please rest assured that during this period, Qingquan will still be updated half the time.