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How can I just watch and give it to you?

Meng Wantang gave the old lady the same amount of money as what she bought at the market.

The old lady weighed it clumsily: "Five pounds in total."

"Okay, I want both."

Meng Wantang paid the money, put the cabbages into her basket and carried them home.

I met several acquaintances on the road, and the old ladies asked, "Hey, did you buy this cabbage here?"

"It's at the intersection, an old lady is selling them. They are all young cabbages that were just pulled out of the ground this morning." Meng Wantang pointed.

The old ladies hurriedly said, "This little cabbage is very fresh. I'll go take a look too."

When Meng Wantang returned home, Lu Qingye had just come out of the shower. He reached out to take the basket, carried it to the kitchen and put it on the floor.

"Why are you back so soon?"

"The villagers nearby came to sell vegetables. I thought they were quite fresh, so I didn't go to the market." The more Meng Wantang looked at the vegetables, the more she liked them. "We don't have enough vegetables in our yard. We didn't have time to clean them up this year. We can actually grow some cucumbers, beans and the like here. That way we don't have to buy them."

As soon as Lu Qingye heard this, he knew what she meant.

"We'll plant it earlier next year."

"Okay!"

Meng Wantang was going out to buy some more food, so she asked him, "Do you want to come with me? Let's take a walk."

"Let's go."

Lu Qingye carried the woven basket and walked out with Meng Wantang.

The grocery factory is not far from them, and it only takes about ten minutes to walk there.

When they came out of the alley, the old woman selling vegetables at the entrance was gone. Instead, they could see many people carrying small baskets of cabbage and walking home with smiles on their faces.

On the roadside, there are people selling beans, cucumbers and potatoes.

Meng Wantang walked over and asked, "Are these potatoes for sale?"

"Sell."

The sister-in-law selling potatoes smiled before she even spoke, and asked enthusiastically, "How many do you want to buy? These potatoes are from my own fields, so they are very fresh. You can keep them for several days if you take them home."

Meng Wantang glanced at Lu Qingye, and Lu Qingye squatted down to pick potatoes.

After selecting the potatoes and weighing them, Meng Wantang paid and Lu Qingye carried the potatoes. He also saw people buying bitter melon and beans, so he bought some of each.

"We haven't even entered the grocery store yet, and you've already bought so many things. Wait for me, I'll go in and buy some meat, and then we'll go home. Otherwise, it would be very heavy to carry all these things in and walk around."

This amount of weight was nothing to Lu Qingye, but he was very happy that his wife loved him.

"Then I'll wait for you here."

"Ah."

Meng Wantang shopped quickly and with a clear goal in mind. She queued up and bought a lot of large bones, two pounds of meat and a fish. Before leaving the door, she also bought a few pieces of tofu.

It’s good to eat more tofu.

Meng Wantang bought a lot.

As soon as she came out of the door, Lu Qingye came over and took the heavy things. He also put everything else that could fit into the basket. Meng Wantang only took a small amount of things.

She looked back at Lu Qingye carrying the basket of vegetables easily, not feeling it heavy at all, and couldn't help but give him a thumbs up.

"If I were to do this by myself, I would definitely ride a bicycle. Otherwise, when I carry it home, I won't have anything to do tomorrow." Meng Wantang felt that she was quite strong, but she was still different from Lu Qingye.

Lu Qingye looked down at her little arm and said, "You don't do any hard work, and it must hurt to suddenly lift something so heavy and walk for such a long time."

"I understand the reason."

Meng Wantang raised her head and smiled at Lu Qingye.

She was wearing a white cotton top, which she made herself, with a loose fit, and a pair of black trousers. The trousers were also loose, and when the wind blew, they outlined her slender waist.

The clothes are completely different from those of the people around me.

It's very comfortable to look at.

"We're having stewed potatoes today? Do you want to eat some?" There are many people in my family, so we have stew every day.

If she just stir-fries, it won't be enough. She may have to stir-fry a lot of dishes every day.

Meng Wantang suddenly felt a sense of urgency.

Children are a little greedy now, and their appetite is gradually increasing. When they are twelve or thirteen, won’t their daily appetite double?

No, the money we have at home is not enough to feed several children.

She also had to find a way to make money.

Meng Wantang picked up the face cream that she hadn't made for a long time. Before, someone asked her to buy it, but she had no stock. This time, she made more. One bottle sold could buy a lot of eggs for her children.

Although it takes time, it is pretty quick with the help of the children.

All that’s left is to wait.

It was the first time that Lin Su saw such a detailed job. She said, "This is quite laborious."

"But the effect is good. You see, these are the ones you usually use. Mom, what flavor do you want? You can choose the flowers to put on it." Meng Wantang led Lin Su to do it, which was a good opportunity to give Lin Su some new knowledge.

"I want the scent of roses."

"Okay, then you can put it up yourself later."

Meng Wantang made flowers with different scents, and Lin Su made her own. Lin Su not only made it for herself, but also for Lan Youyi and Lin Jing.

In the evening, after dinner, the children followed Lu Qingye out for exercise.

Lin Su went to look for Lan Youyi next door, leaving Meng Wantang alone at home.

She sat in the yard, looking at the herbs, preparing to make some ointment.

A woman who I had met once but was not very familiar with and was not welcome came uninvited.

Ding Hong saw Meng Wantang turning around with a kind smile on her face, looking a little kind.

"Wantang, are you home alone? Where are your parents?"

Meng Wantang frowned and asked, "You're not at home, what's wrong with you?"

Ding Hong put the things in her hand on the table and took out a red envelope from her pocket and handed it over: "Wantang, I heard that you were admitted to university. This is a little gift from grandma. You take it first..."

Meng Wantang looked at the things on the table, then at the red envelope, and raised the corner of his mouth in mockery: "Comrade Ding Hong, did you just come back from the other side of the Pacific Ocean? I have been in school for half a year, and you just came here today to congratulate me on being admitted to university? You are so funny."

Ding Hong was embarrassed: "Your father didn't let me come, and I never heard about it. Now I heard the news and I came here."

"Everything is my father's fault, but I think he did nothing wrong. He did a good job. He was filial, but not blindly. He loved his wife and children, and would protect them as firmly as a man."

Meng Wantang didn't give Ding Hong any face at all.

She leaned back in her chair: "Don't try to please me. You should understand that I will never forgive you."

Ding Hong gritted her teeth.

She had never been scolded so harshly before.

But this damn girl scolded her again and again, not giving her any face at all.

"I threw you away, but I didn't leave you a way out. I even found a good family for you. Their conditions are not bad, and you haven't suffered. What do you have to hate me for?"