On Laba Festival, Gu Chong somehow managed to get a small bag of Laba porridge ingredients, and cooked a pot of soft, sticky, and rich Laba porridge in the morning.

Nothing else was added, not even sugar; it was all original flavor. As soon as the lid was opened, the aroma of the porridge filled the air.

Xue Fu waited in the kitchen for the porridge to be cooked. She couldn't help but sniff the aroma of the porridge several times, and her mouth started to water involuntarily. In short, she was drooling!

After the steaming hot Laba porridge cooled down a bit, Gu Chong served her a bowl. To prevent her from burning her hands, he wrapped a cloth under the bowl and told her, "Eat slowly, be careful not to burn yourself."

Xue Fu nodded repeatedly in agreement, "Mmm!"

She bent down, scooped up a spoonful, blew on it, and then put it in her mouth.

Her eyes lit up at the delicious food.

So delicious!!!

As expected of him.

"So delicious!!"

"You can do everything! That's amazing!"

"I feel so happy to be able to eat this first thing in the morning!"

She stared at him, her gaze filled with adoration, as if she were looking at a treasure, her eyes shining brightly.

She showered him with emotional value in an instant, and Gu Chong melted in her eyes, as if he were soaking in a jar of honey, every breath he took was sweet.

My wife is so cute!

Everything he did was worthwhile! A man should treat his wife well.

The hardworking Gu Chong even took the time to scoop out the cooked cured meat, neatly sliced ​​it, and placed a plate of cured meat beside her.

The last time they went to the county town, they bought half a pound of cured meat at a state-run restaurant, and they finished it in two meals when they got home.

This plate of cured meat today was brought back from outside by someone Gu Chong specially arranged through connections.

His new three pounds of meat.

Although this cured meat wasn't made using the same techniques as the chefs at the state-run restaurants, it was still quite good; it had a different kind of delicious flavor.

It smells delicious and goes well with rice; Xue Fu really enjoyed it.

One bite and you'll be amazed!

After finishing her Laba porridge, Xue Fu still had to go to work at the fishpond.

The production team held a meeting the day before yesterday. Although there wasn't much work to do in the fields, team leader Zhou Jianguo still arranged the production plan for the entire twelfth lunar month. It was also, in effect, their Qingtang Village's year-end summary.

First, the brigade has several large, fat pigs. The day after tomorrow, which is the eleventh day of the twelfth lunar month, they have to drive all the pigs to the commune for a collective weighing.

Their team was initially allocated five piglets, and their year-end target was to deliver 500 jin of pork.

The rest was divided among their own team members.

Then there's the fishpond that Xue Fu is in charge of.

On the fifteenth day of the twelfth lunar month, the team would arrange to go fishing, and the fish caught would be weighed and handed over to the commune.

At the beginning of spring this year, the team distributed 20 jin of fish fry to be raised in the pond. They need to deliver 150 jin of fish by the end of the year to meet the quota.

The rest were distributed among the team members.

Then comes the 20th of the twelfth lunar month, when the team will open the granary.

After delivering the allocated grain quota, they would distribute the following year's rations according to work points and per capita.

Therefore, Zhou Jianguo repeatedly emphasized during the meeting that everyone should go to the commune accounting office in advance to check their work points, so as to avoid confusion on the day and wasting other people's time.

As for the educated youth at the settlement, Zhou Jianguo knew that they would officially begin their spring break on the 25th day of the twelfth lunar month, which would last for a total of fifteen days.

The team would provide the educated youth with letters of introduction to facilitate their purchase of tickets and departure.

There's still quite a bit to do in the twelfth lunar month.

Xue Fu was initially a little worried.

I'm worried that I haven't done a good job feeding and raising the fish over the past few months, and that I won't be able to meet the production target, which would be a big problem.

Gu Chong put his arm around her shoulder to comfort her, saying not to worry, there was enough.

He often accompanied her to the fishpond.

When scattering fish food, he habitually observes the schools of fish that float to the surface and scramble for the food.

Xue Fu learned the feeding techniques very well and remembered them clearly; the fish were fed very well by her.

The fish in the pond are all growing very well.

Just standing on the shore and looking at them, you can tell these fish are plump and delicious.

It's definitely enough in number and weight.

Xue Fu was comforted by his words and felt somewhat at ease.

"Afu, when are you planning to go home?"

It was Gu Chong who finally remembered to ask her this question.

He paused for a moment, then said, "I'll go to the city to buy you a ticket."

"Hmm..." Xue Fu flicked the end of her hair and twirled it around her fingers.

After a few seconds, she gave a definite answer: "I want to go back on the 25th."

Her home is in Haishi, which is over a thousand kilometers away from Qingtang Village.

Starting from the village, she first had to take a two-hour oxcart to the county town, and then continue by bus for six or seven hours to reach the provincial capital.

There was only a direct train from the provincial capital to Haishi, so she took the train all the way back.

Back then, the trains were still old-fashioned green trains, very slow. It would take a whole day and night for the train to travel from the provincial capital to Haishi.

Based on this calculation, Xue Fu will need at least two days to travel all the way.

She decided to leave on the 25th.

This way, she can arrive in Haishi two days before New Year's Eve, allowing her to rest and recuperate at home for two days without affecting her New Year celebrations.

Exactly, the thought of having to travel alone for two days made her scalp tingle and her buttocks ache.

Because Gu Chong is her boyfriend and they have established an intimate relationship, she doesn't hide her needs from him.

"I need a sleeper ticket; a hard seat is too uncomfortable. Can you get one?"

When Xue Fu said this, she knew that sleeper tickets were not easy to buy.

These days, you need connections and status to get a hard sleeper ticket.

But she really couldn't stand the hard seats.

She thought that if it were only hard seats, she would really be so uncomfortable that she would cry halfway through the journey.

When Gu Chong heard her request, his expression remained unchanged. He looked at her calmly, as if it were a trivial and extremely simple matter.

"Okay, I'll buy you a soft berth ticket."

Seemingly sensing the inner conflict and awkwardness she felt due to her high demands, he stroked her hair, then slid his hand to her ear and pinched her warm, soft earlobe: "Don't worry, we can buy it."

She had known Gu Chong for so long and knew that he didn't say things he wasn't sure of.

He must have his own connections to have agreed to this.

With that thought, she felt less burdened.

She hummed in agreement, then proceeded to shower him with sweet nothings.

"Okay, you're amazing! You managed to get this done! You're so good to me, I can't live without you!!"

She's got her sleeper ticket sorted!

She felt a little happier.

But she also noticed something: why was Gu Chong acting so calmly?

Xue Fu frowned slightly, unable to resist the urge to act a little dramatic.

She said, "Why don't you seem sad at all that I'm going home?"

She frowned slightly: "Why don't you say you'll miss me!"

Gu Chong couldn't help but chuckle, pinching her earlobe as he said, "Of course I can't bear to part with it."

"But you'll be happier to go home and see your family, so I'll be happy too."

In that instant, a beautiful little flower seemed to bloom in Xue Fu's heart: !!!

That man has such a damn sweet tongue!

She's so good at sweet-talking people!

She wanted to keep going, but she became so embarrassed that she just blushed!

Xue Fu muttered to herself: I really don't know where he learned such sweet talk... It's sickeningly sweet.

Waaah... but it really makes me feel good!