"Sister-in-law, please stop making empty promises to me. I know my own singing ability. It's the songs that are good, not me who sings them well."

"I think I'll pass on the cultural troupe. I still need to run the breeding farm for the troupe."

Despite hearing so much from Sister-in-law Shuhua, Lu Fangfang remained unmoved.

If it were before, she would have really wanted to go, but now she'd rather not, there's still a lot to deal with in the group.

Besides, she didn't want to leave the Qilian Mountains. She had already fallen in love with the grasslands and snow-capped mountains of the Qilian Mountains, and with the animals that lived on the Qilian grasslands.

"Xiao Lu!"

Chen Shuhua was extremely anxious.

“Sister-in-law, I’ll write down the lyrics for ‘Little White Poplar’ for you later. When you go back to the art troupe, let someone else sing this song. There are so many people in the art troupe, there must be someone who sings it better than me.”

Lu Fangfang continued to shake her head.

The performing arts troupe doesn't need her, but the troupe's farm can't function without her, and she's reluctant to leave.

"Are you really sure? Xiao Lu, I really want you to go."

Chen Shuhua held Xiao Lu's hand and sighed deeply.

Xiao Lu's voice clearly shows she hasn't received systematic training, but she's truly suited for the song "Little White Poplar," able to convey the emotions in the song, which is better than anything else.

Beside him, Zhuang Mingcheng breathed a long sigh of relief.

On the first day of the Lunar New Year, early in the morning, my wife was almost tricked into running away. If it weren't for Chen Shuhua being the eldest sister, he...he...

"I'll go make something to eat. You guys chat for a while."

"Mingcheng, make some porridge. I don't have much of an appetite this morning."

After Lu Fangfang finished speaking, she asked Xiuxiu to get a piece of paper. She wrote down the lyrics of "Little White Poplar" and handed it to Sister-in-law Shuhua.

"Xiao Lu, tell me the truth, did you write this song yourself?"

Chen Shuhua held the paper with the lyrics to "Little White Poplar" written on it, admiring it dearly.

"No, I heard it from someone else."

"Who is the author?"

Sister-in-law Shuhua really stumped Lu Fangfang. She had genuinely forgotten who wrote the lyrics, only vaguely remembering who sang them.

After thinking for a while, she shook her head helplessly.

Even if you memorize it, it's useless; the lyricist might still be in elementary school at that time.

"Xiao Lu, where did you hear that from?"

Forehead……

"Sister-in-law, please don't ask. I just heard it from someone else."

Chen Shuhua looked at Lu Fangfang suspiciously, even more disbelieving that she had heard it from someone else.

She had heard it all from Lao Gao; Xiao Lu was also a young painter who had already published a children's book, which was very popular with readers.

I heard that the letters from readers have filled two sacks.

Not daring to underestimate Xiao Lu, she thought for a moment and then wrote down Xiao Lu's name as the song collector on the paper.

After looking at the lyrics for a while, she asked about the composition of the song.

Lu Fangfang didn't know anything about composing music, so she simply hummed along and let her sister-in-law Shuhua write it herself.

Soon, Zhuang Mingcheng's porridge was ready.

Chen Shuhua came over early in the morning without eating breakfast. She didn't stand on ceremony and drank a big bowl of porridge before pondering the melody of "Little White Poplar".

One after another, some of the women from the family compound came to visit. Lu Fangfang was busy entertaining everyone while humming songs to remind her sister-in-law, Shuhua.

After a busy morning, Sister-in-law Shuhua took the paper with the lyrics and music written on it and left as if it were a precious treasure.

Lu Fangfang also breathed a sigh of relief.

"You stubborn little donkey, are you feeling any better?"

Now that her sisters-in-law had all left, she finally had time to take care of the little wild donkey.

She went over and touched the donkey's belly; it felt a little smaller, but it was still a bit swollen.

"Oh...ah..."

The little wild donkey snorted and stood up.

It still looks a bit listless, but it's much better than yesterday.

"Xiuxiu, did it eat anything this morning?"

"No, I haven't even had a drink of water."

After hearing this, Lu Fangfang mixed some warm vinegar water and made the little wild donkey drink it.

Calling out to Little Flower and Little Tibetan Fox, she led the little wild donkey and prepared to go out for a walk.

Behind her, Xiuxiu quickly packed some firecrackers and followed her sister.

*Smack!*

*Smack!*

As soon as she stepped out of the house, Xiuxiu happily set off firecrackers.

The little wild donkey looked back and was disgusted.

The donkey nudged Lu Fangfang with its head, trying to get away from Xiuxiu.

Little Flower and Little Tibetan Fox were the same; they disliked the sound of firecrackers and ran ahead early.

Seeing this, Lu Fangfang couldn't stop laughing.

She grabbed the donkey's ears, pulled it aside, and helped it walk a few steps quickly.

On the first day of the Lunar New Year, the residential compound was bustling with people visiting each other. Even the cadres who had been busy all year stayed at home, making it a lively place.

Once she left the family compound and reached the main road, she saw groups of soldiers, some in small groups. She asked around and learned that they were all heading to the commune, where there was supposed to be a small temple fair.

Lu Fangfang patted the donkey's head and decided not to go; the little wild donkey was still feeling unwell.

"Happy New Year, sister-in-law."

Happy Chinese New Year!

She still had candy in her pocket, so she quickly took it out and shared it with the soldiers.

"Thank you, sister-in-law."

"Thank you, sister-in-law."

"Oh...ah..."

The little wild donkey hurriedly nudged Lu Fangfang's arm, and its little tail wagged again.

"Want to eat something?"

Lu Fangfang was delighted. She peeled a piece of fruit candy and stuffed it into the little wild donkey's mouth.

She turned her head and glanced at him. The little wild donkey hadn't moved its mouth; it just kept holding the food in its mouth and slowly wagged its tail as it followed beside her.

She patted the donkey's head, feeling very gratified.

"Sister-in-law, could you help me with this word? I didn't memorize it all last night."

Lu Fangfang was just about to go to the grassland when she heard a soldier chasing after her.

She looked up at the soldier, then took the notebook from his hand.

Upon closer inspection, she noticed that the lyrics to "Little White Poplar" were written on it, except for the last verse.

She took out a pen from her breast pocket and smiled as she added the rest of the lyrics.

"Give."

"Sister-in-law, could you please sign your name again?"

The soldier scratched his head, looking a little embarrassed.

Lu Fangfang was delighted; she hadn't expected to receive an autograph.

She took the pen and wrote her name again, then handed the notebook to the soldier.

"Thank you, sister-in-law, thank you, sister-in-law, you sang so well last night."

The soldier took the notebook, blushed, and ran away.

Lu Fangfang smiled broadly, thinking how shy people were these days.

Seeing the little wild donkey next to her grin, she peeled another piece of candy and stuffed it into the donkey's mouth.

"What are you laughing at? Hurry up and shut your mouth and eat your candy. Let's go for a walk on the grassland. If you stay still, it will be harder for you to digest your food."