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What else could Meng Wantang say, he could only smile and let her wash it.

Everything has been moved.

The old man also finished the vegetable pastry. He thought the pickled radish was delicious, so he asked Meng Wantang how to make it.

"Then wait a moment, I'll write down the steps for you, and you can take them back and follow them. Otherwise, I tell you, you won't remember it."

The old man felt quite embarrassed.

"Will this be too much trouble?"

"What's the matter?"

Meng Wantang said and went into the room to write.

The old man said to Lu Qingye: "Your daughter-in-law is not an easy person. You have to be nice to her. If you are nice to her, your family's life will get better."

Lu Qingye glanced at the old man in surprise, but the old man pretended not to say anything.

It was as if the nagging old man just now was not him.

"Uncle, I don't believe in this, I believe in the party. But I will be good to my wife." Lu Qingye said with an upright face.

The old man was stunned for a moment, then laughed.

Everything is preordained.

After a while, Meng Wantang came out of the room holding a piece of paper with the steps for making pickles written on it. She walked up to the old man and explained to him.

"Uncle, take it back and follow these steps. If it fails, come to me and get a jar of kimchi water. This way the kimchi will not go bad."

The old man took the paper, folded it, and carefully put it into his pocket.

"Thank you so much."

"I should say thank you."

The old man lowered his head and asked his grandson to say goodbye. The little guy didn't show any stage fright: "Auntie, let's go. I'll come and play with you another day."

"It's done!"

Meng Wantang smiled and waved.

"Uncle, please slow down on the road."

"Okay."

The old man waited for his grandson to climb onto the cart, and he drove the cart slowly toward the entrance of the village.

When the others walked out of the alley, Meng Wantang turned around and shouted to the children: "Goudan, you guys have gone home."

She and Lu Qingye walked side by side into the yard.

"Did your business trip go well?" Meng Wantang asked with concern.

Lu Qingye nodded: "Success."

If there is more, not a single word.

Meng Wantang didn't ask him about work. There were all kinds of things at work. If he wanted to say something, she would listen; if he didn't want to say something, she wouldn't ask.

After entering the house, Lu Qingye's luggage was still on the kang.

Gou Sheng rushed over like a cannonball and stared helplessly. Er Ni was still young and came to join in the fun, while Dani and Lu Caihua were outside picking vegetables and planning to cook.

Lu Qingye opened his luggage, took out a few little books, and handed them to several children: "This is a set of little books bought for you. Take it and read it yourself."

If it were something else, Goudan wouldn't be interested, but Goudan liked it very much.

It was rare for him to take the initiative and speak calmly.

"Thank you dad."

Lu Qingye was very pleased and asked them to go and watch.

He took out a few more silk scarves from inside and handed them to Meng Wantang: "You pick first. After you finish picking, just give one to each of the eldest sister and Dani."

"Bought it for me?"

Meng Wantang didn't expect that she still had gifts.

When she saw the brightly colored gauze scarves, she actually didn't like any of them.

"You can wear it when you go to work." Lu Qingye said seriously, but Meng Wantang felt that she seemed to have thought wrongly.

"it is good."

Meng Wantang opened the cabinet and took out the comb she bought.

"The combs at home are in the eldest sister's room, so I didn't buy them for her. The remaining three combs are for Dani and the other three."

Meng Wantang felt quite distressed when she spent money.

I don’t feel bad now.

She also felt that she had bought less.

Not enough points.

"I didn't have enough money at the time, so I bought two bamboo flutes, an erhu and a suona." Meng Wantang actually wanted to buy a pipa, guzheng, or guqin and other musical instruments.

It would be better if you can buy a piano.

But their family currently does not have this condition.

"Did you buy this for your child?"

Lu Qingye was quite surprised.

He has only seen children from the chief's family learn these things. Unexpectedly, his wife also wanted to let her children learn more.

"of course."

Meng Wantang just feels that there are too few entertainment activities in this era.

If children learn something they will not only use it in the future, they can at least have a hobby. Dani can spend her working time practicing playing the erhu and bamboo flute.

This will also allow the little girl to gradually change.

Otherwise, when I go to my husband’s house and have to work every day, wouldn’t my life be over?

Meng Wantang knew that girls in this era had to work every day. The boys in the family have a very special status.

Although he also works, he is better fed than the girl and is more favored to the naked eye.

Meng Wantang does not favor boys over girls, which comes from later generations. She pays more attention to cultivating and protecting girls.

Girls don’t have to cook or do laundry, but they must be able to make money. If you are financially independent and can support yourself, you don't need to act based on anyone else's face. You just need to be happy.

"You know these?"

Meng Wantang shook his head: "No."

"..."

"But I know who would."

Meng Wantang also planned to send several children to Old Man Wang's home and ask Old Mrs. Wang to teach several children to sing Peking Opera.

During this time, Meng Wantang discovered something very interesting. There are a lot of talents in the brigade. Many of them can sing Peking Opera, play erhu, play drums and suona, etc.

During festivals, the brigade will also organize villagers to sing two plays on stage.

She didn't know it at first, but she found out when she heard him chatting with others when she was giving Mr. Wang acupuncture.

So she set her sights on Old Man Wang.

As soon as Meng Wantang told her her plan, Lu Qingye smiled: "What you have in mind is quite beautiful."

"The children can't run around all day long, and we don't need the children to work at home. Let them learn something, what if they need it in the future? If the little girl can be admitted to the art troupe, she can marry a good family in the future. Life is good. It should be smoother." Meng Wantang was already worried about her child.

She felt that her mentality changed a bit quickly.

Unknowingly, I have adapted to this role.

After she finished speaking, she found that Lu Qingye didn't speak. She looked up and asked, "What do you think?"

Before she could finish her words, she was kissed.

"No, what should I do if the child comes in?" Meng Wantang pushed him but did not push him away.

Lu Qingye hugged the person and kissed her hard twice, then breathed heavily and said, "You did a good job, you are better than I thought. Tangtang, thank you."

Thank you for her willingness to stand up and replace the original Meng Wantang as his wife.

Lu Qingye didn't say this.

Otherwise, Meng Wantang could be scared to death.

"Thank you for what? Whose family doesn't raise their children like this?" Meng Wantang didn't think there was any problem. "Other families don't raise their children because they don't have the conditions. Look at it, the children of landlords can do the same. You have a salary now. Our family’s conditions cannot be compared with those of a dual-income family, but it’s not any worse. We have the conditions, so naturally we have to raise our children well.”

What's more, apart from spending money on musical instruments, nothing else costs money.

"Ah."

Lu Qingye hugged the person and refused to let go.

Meng Wantang suddenly froze, and her ears turned red visibly.

"I'm going to give the eldest sister a scarf." She made a good excuse, but Lu Qingye had no intention of letting her go.

Meng Wantang was afraid of being caught, so she whispered: "Let's talk about it tonight, okay?"