Rebirth Autumn Returns to the Countryside

This was not enough. When they saw that Leng Yanqiu's new mount was occupied by a group of first-grade junior high school kids, they did not even need to step forward and use force. The stars ran over to solve the problem.

The conversation turned around: "Only our sister Qiu can ride this bike, so cool!"

"Awesome!"

"Awesome!"

Leng Yanqiu, who had always maintained a cool and aloof personality, suddenly burst out laughing. She inexplicably felt that these children were quite cute and knew when to advance and retreat.

It has been more than three hundred years since we last met, and to be honest, I have a very vague impression of my junior high school classmates and can hardly remember their names.

"Xinxin, right? I'm leaving first. See you tomorrow."

This was the simplest name I had just remembered. The female classmate named Xinxin had bangs and round eyes, and was quite cute. Her seat was not far from her, and she was not among those who threw books at her and deserved a beating.

"Goodbye, Sister Qiu!"

The girls pushed the tricycle out of the school gate together and slowly drove away.

"Is Xiaoqiu back? Hey, did your family buy a new tricycle? Wow, it looks really nice!"

"How much did it cost?"

"Xiao Qiu, what kind of food did your grandma make? Why does it smell so good? I looked around and the fragrance came from your house."

Today I met several aunties and sisters who were walking towards their homes in groups.

Leng Yanqiu also smelled it. The air was filled with the smell of stir-fried vegetables, maybe leeks and eggs? There was also a hint of cucumber fragrance.

It really tastes better than the steamed eggplant we had last night.

Grandma Leng looked out of the window and greeted them with a smile: "Hey, her third aunt and her second aunt, please come in quickly. How come you are free today?"

"Grandma Xiaoqiu, the smell of your cooking attracted us here. Where did you learn this new cooking method, or did you buy some spices?"

"You guys are just making fun of me. What can an old woman like me learn? How can I have the energy to do anything? Normally, my waist can't even bear the pain of cooking. But I slept well yesterday, so I was in high spirits and cooked more dishes."

After hearing her grandmother's explanation, Leng Yanqiu's heart moved and she looked at the exceptionally vigorous vegetables growing in the vegetable patch in the yard.

"These are the vegetables grown in our yard? No wonder they smell so good. The ones you buy now don't smell like vegetables at all."

"Then my family also grows vegetables in the yard, so why don't they smell like vegetables?"

"About the vegetable seeds? I remember that Grandma Xiaoqiu didn't go to the seed station to buy seeds for her vegetable planting this year, right?"

Grandma Leng smiled proudly and raised her voice even higher: "Of course I don't need to buy high-yield seeds. I can save seeds every year. If the harvest is small, it doesn't matter. It tastes good and I don't have to complain when I eat it."

The vegetable seeds I keep at home are not processed with any high-tech methods.

Soon, the topic turned to the new tricycle.

Leng Yanqiu couldn't avoid it. She didn't want to explain where the five thousand yuan came from, so she replied calmly, "It's from a classmate. She doesn't need it these days, so she left it at her house and lent it to me."

But no one thought that she could buy a car independently.

Leng Yanqiu walked around the vegetable patch, found a three-tooth rake to weed and loosen the soil, then watered the plants again. She didn't go to eat until the aunt who came to visit left.

"Is the weather abnormal this year? Our vegetables are growing well again. Your grandfather said the other day that he wanted to pull out the vegetable seedlings and then plant a crop of radishes." Grandma Leng muttered, not needing Leng Yanqiu to answer.

Leng Yanqiu answered this time: "Grandma, our yard is big. I will clean up another piece of land later. Please give me the vegetable seeds."

Grandma Leng waved her hand and said, "There are only three of us in our family. It's useless to cultivate so much land. We can't eat a lot of vegetables."

"If you can't eat it, just sell it." Leng Yanqiu looked straight at Grandma Leng, "I'll sell it. I'm old enough and it's hard to be without money."

Grandma Leng almost thought there was something wrong with her ears. Her granddaughter, who usually didn't like to talk, suddenly spoke a lot of words and expressed her desire to earn money.

"There's money under the pillow, Qiu'er, do you want to buy some?"

Leng Yanqiu wanted to sigh: "I don't want to buy anything, grandma, please get me some vegetable seeds."

She stretched out her hand, looking very stubborn.

Grandma Leng obeyed and took out a few paper bags from the dark desk drawer: "Take them yourself. It's a good thing to learn how to grow vegetables. Even if they don't grow big in the cold weather, you can still get some seedlings to eat."

Leng Yanqiu's steps became lighter. When his grandfather walked into the house in the afterglow of the setting sun, the vegetable patch had already occupied most of the yard. All the places where soil was retained were sown with vegetable seeds and watered once.

The old man had no objection. It was normal for farmers to like to grow vegetables. He asked first: "Did Qiu'er do it? Did you apply the base fertilizer?"

Leng Yanqiu wiped the sweat off his forehead and shook his head: "I think this land is fertile enough."

A few years ago, when there were many people in my family, the vegetable patch was about the same size as it is now, and we used to farm the land.

"It won't be strong enough without a base fertilizer." The old man walked around with his hands behind his back, "I'll think of a solution tomorrow."

Grandma Leng called out from the window: "Hurry up and wash your hands and have dinner. The food smells delicious today. I've been waiting for so long that I'm hungry."

"Then why don't you eat with Qiu'er? Why do you have to wait for me?" The old man walked into the house. His eyes were no longer enough to see clearly and he didn't even notice that there was a brand new electric tricycle in the house.

Leng Yanqiu returned to his room and turned on his newly bought mobile phone. He did not change the silent mode. He did not need to explain the origin of the mobile phone, which made him feel quite relaxed.

The mobile phone is indeed easy to use. She can search for learning materials of all subjects on it. She is like Granny Liu who stepped into the Grand View Garden for the first time and was dazzled by what she saw.

Since I plan to continue studying, I have to make use of my phone to play a positive role. Leng Yanqiu flips through the textbook while swiping the phone, and writes and draws with a pen in his other hand. When he gets tired of studying math, he switches to English. He reads aloud along with the video in a low voice, staring at the words in the textbook, wishing he could engrave them all in his mind in one breath.

Compared to studying cultural subjects, sitting cross-legged in meditation is more relaxing. Leng Yanqiu turned off the lights and continued to practice instead of sleeping.

She once again felt the fluorescent spots in the darkness gathering towards the courtyard, but for some reason she felt that the shapes of the fluorescent spots looked like English letters.

She guided the fluorescent light to stay above the vegetable patch. The night was quiet and the breathing of the two old people in their sleep was clear.

Leng Yanqiu woke up before the old man. Before daybreak, she quietly cut two rows of leeks and tied them into small bundles. She then picked a few small cucumbers with flowers and thorns and put them in the bed of the tricycle.

The vegetable seller has said this, so just consider it as her first pot of gold.

Selling vegetables in the village is definitely not an option, and in the town center? No shops are open to buy vegetables now. Leng Yanqiu also put the big schoolbag into the tricycle, and she planned to go to the city to sell.

The portion of food was too small, but biting into a fresh cucumber gave his mouth a cool and fragrant taste, so Leng Yanqiu was still very confident.

She had planned to go directly to the morning market in the city and then find a corner to sell her wares, but after eating a cucumber, she felt hungry instead. Following the smell, the tricycle turned into a street of snacks. There were signs of ramen, fried dough sticks, fried cakes, tofu pudding, sesame cakes, leek boxes, and millet porridge...