In the age of rebirth, I became popular in the pastoral live broadcast

When I went to bed last night, I sealed the stove with coal ash mixed with loess. The fire was not extinguished overnight. After I opened it in the morning, I threw a few pieces of coal into it. After a while, the fire started to flourish. It was very convenient to boil water for cooking.

Song Hongguo cooked porridge and baked a few shepherd's purse cakes. Not long after eating, Zhao Zhenhua gave her a little piglet. It was white with a little black, a little thin, about twenty pounds at most, but it had very big eyes. Youshen, if you listen to the call again, you still have enough strength. After rushing to the circle, the four short legs are still flopping upside down, which annoys the big white goose in the circle next to it. It flaps its wings and quacks at it. After barking a few times, it calmed him down.

Ling Yuan watched with gusto through the wooden gate.

Ling Zhi was busy feeding the piglets. Zhao Zhenhua was not empty-handed when he came, and prepared some dried sweet potato seedlings. After breaking them into pieces and adding some grass, he could feed the pigs directly.

The wheatgrass I pulled out a few days ago finally found a place to go. I mixed it with water and sweet potato seedlings, and poured it into the stone trough. The little piglet ran over happily, buried its head in it, and started to eat it.

Even the chickens and geese next to him were greedy. Ling Zhi released them from the pen and let them forage in the yard.

Zhao Zhenhua said, "With this pig and those geese, your private land will not be short of fat."

Song Hongguo smiled on her face, but felt depressed in her heart and wanted to sigh. There was no shortage of fat, but she, the shit shoveler, wouldn't be able to leave her job for a while.

When leaving, Zhao Zhenhua looked at the changes in the backyard and praised it, "You will have no shortage of fruits to eat from now on. You can continue to eat them all year round."

"If my cousin wants to plant it, he can take cuttings and it will grow in two or three years."

Zhao Zhenhua waved his hand, "My yard is not as big as yours. It's just a small amount of land, but I still have to keep it for growing vegetables." He paused and looked at the peach, apricot and jujube trees that surrounded the backyard with some envy. There were also cherries and grape trellises, and he said, asking for credit, "How about it? Isn't it a loss for you to buy this house? Planting so many fruit trees, and being able to encircle such a large open space for growing vegetables, you can't find many in the whole village." It’s such a spacious home.”

"Well, it's all thanks to my cousin. When the fruits are ripe, I will pick a basket for you and send them to you."

"Hahaha, if you dare to be kind, I won't be polite to you..."

After seeing him off, Song Hongguo remembered that she still owed Qiao Yonghui food, so she used a trolley to pull her basket and went out. At this time, she was very glad that her home was far away from the village. Even if she visited Qiao's house, she didn't have to worry about being spotted. Point and point.

The door of Qiao's house was also closed. She knocked several times and waited for a long time before someone opened it. She was a girl who looked about fourteen or fifteen years old. She was thin and pale, but her appearance was outstanding, especially her eyes. , like a pool of autumn water, full and moving. She was wearing a black cotton coat, which was dark and patched a lot, but it was washed very clean. At this moment, he looked at her with an uneasy and wary expression.

Song Hongguo guessed that she must be Qiao Yonghui's sister. The two looked somewhat similar. She smiled, said her name, and asked, "Is your brother at home?"

Qiao Jingshu shook her head, and the wariness in her eyes dissipated after hearing her name, "My brother went to work."

"Huh? Is there life in the fields?"

"The team organized members to start pushing fertilizer and watering the wheat fields."

Song Hongguo suddenly realized that she was afraid that the wheat in her own land would go to waste, let alone the village. It would be a drought and there would be no harvest. That would be a life-threatening situation.

"I brought food to your brother. Did he tell you about that?"

Qiao Jingshu then looked at the things in the basket, her eyes widened slightly, she nodded hurriedly, and quickly got out of the way, "Song, Comrade Song, please come in quickly."

"Just call me sister." She was really not used to calls from gays and lesbians, so she pushed the cart in and looked at Qiao's yard calmly.

The first impression was that it was clean and tidy. One look showed that the owner must be a hard-working person. What caught her attention again was that there was a spacious shed in the yard. There were a lot of wood piled inside and some tools hung neatly on the wall. She thought it should be It's Qiao Yonghui's carpentry workshop.

At this time, another woman walked out of the room. She was about 50 years old, with gray hair, but she was meticulously combed. She seemed to be in poor health, with a sick look on her face, and her steps were weak. She started coughing before she even opened her mouth. There were five people following behind her. When the six-year-old boy saw this, he called out "Grandma" worriedly, while skillfully helping her sit down and patting her back.

"Mom, are you okay?" Qiao Jingshu stepped forward and asked with concern, not bothering to greet Song Hongguo.

Du Lan waved her hands and raised her head. Although there were many wrinkles on her face, she could still tell that she must have had a good appearance when she was young. She greeted Song Hongguo with a few polite words, thanked her, and finally said, "You don't have to Worry, Yonghui knows that you are in a hurry, even if he goes to work these days, he will not be able to delay the work for you, just catch up in the evening."

Song Hongguo really didn't mean this. She wasn't Zhou Bapi, but seeing that she had a firm attitude and a hint of pride and stubbornness in her bones, she stopped talking. She nodded obediently, put down the food and left. .

"Jingshu, you see off the guests."

"Hey, mother, please go back to the house and rest."

Qiao Jingshu sent her out and said some words of gratitude. Song Hongguo walked away, and then she realized that Dulan's attitude towards her was a bit strange, too polite, as if he was afraid of getting involved with her. Same.

She wasn't afraid of being implicated, so why was the other party so anxious to end the relationship and distance themselves?

She asked the system in confusion, "What do you mean by that?"

The system said quietly, "Maybe she's afraid that you'll fall in love with her son?"

Song Hongguo couldn't help but twitch the corner of her mouth, "Are you serious?"

The system pretended to sigh, "Maybe she's worried that her son will fall in love with you."

"...Are you possessed by Yue Lao?"

"I'm not teasing you. It's a reasonable guess. You are young and beautiful, and even if you do nothing, you are fatally attractive to men. Not to mention, you are now sending food to Qiao Yonghui. This is It's a help in times of need. How can he not be moved? Can he not treat you differently? A good friend is like a mother. Dulan should be nervous, be careful, and prepare for a rainy day. It's normal. "

"But I paid him that, and it wasn't for free. Isn't he thinking too much?"

"Did you forget the drawings?"

"What do you mean?"

The system said meaningfully, "Those drawings you drew opened a door to a new world for him. I guess he must have studied it repeatedly these past few nights. In Dulan's eyes, he couldn't put it down. , love the house as much as the dark night, look at things and miss people..."

"Stop it! You don't have a big heart, but you have a big brain. If you continue to think about it, a three-thousand-word essay will come out. Do you want to deceive your colleagues and use me as a knife?"

"I do not have……"

"Oh, the first thing Wang Erni's system took a fancy to was Qiao Yonghui, but now you want to get me involved with him, don't you just want me to help you poach your colleagues?"

"..."