Eating Melons and Watching the Show in a Chronicles Novel

As a member of the working class, Lin Jingyu, a cargo registrar at a port, transmigrated to the early 1970s during her lunch break.

She unexpectedly discovered that she had entered a chronicl...

Chapter 307 Relatives Have Arrived!

"How could they possibly think about whether it's worth it or not?"

Lin Jingyu gently shook her head, "It's questionable whether the brothers can even live together anymore."

Peng Shiyu couldn't help but add, "In the end, it's still Aunt Hongxia and Uncle Shoufu who didn't raise the children well."

"Of course, parents have a certain responsibility."

Lin Jingyu said, "However, Aunt Hongxia and Uncle Shoufu are not very knowledgeable, so they never dreamed that something like this would happen."

Fortunately, that woman hadn't entered the house yet, otherwise their family would never have a peaceful day again.

"Two idiots, saying they're boring is pointless."

Yang Shujue said listlessly, "Let's go back and cook, we have class this afternoon."

It was already past midnight.

We really can't waste any more time.

Back home.

Peng Shiyu was busy in the kitchen, while Lin Jingyu went to the chicken coop to feed the chickens and ducks.

They collected a dozen or so chicken and duck eggs and took them back.

After a year of exploration.

She has some experience in raising chickens and ducks.

Today, we keep fifty or sixty chickens and ducks. The grown ones are slaughtered for food, and the hatched chicks and ducklings are raised and fed, forming a cycle.

There were about twenty more large chickens and ducks ready to be slaughtered.

Lin Jingyu planned to take some to the county town to sell to Aunt Song, give some to An Yalin and her son, and keep the rest for her family.

The next afternoon.

A jeep appeared in Shuibu Village.

There were several people sitting in the car.

The driver was Cheng Nanxing, the director of the Public Security Bureau, and an elderly man was sitting in the passenger seat.

A middle-aged couple was sitting in the row of seats.

"Is this Shuibu Village?"

Through the car window, they saw a beautiful scene of mountains and clear waters.

"Shuibu Village is in a pretty good location, only a dozen kilometers away from Yucha Town."

As Cheng Nanxing drove, he said, "There are some remote villages that cars can't even get into, and the distance is dozens of kilometers. It takes villagers almost a whole day to go to town and buy things."

"It seems that the villagers in this village are doing quite well."

The elderly man sitting in the passenger seat watched several villagers pass by.

They found that the villagers' clothes were not particularly bad, and their spirits were also good.

"good."

Cheng Nanxing smiled slightly, "Our area has abundant water resources, and the harvests in the past two years have been quite good."

I've heard that drought has started in many places; I wonder if it will affect the harvest.

"I've heard about this."

The old man nodded and said, "It's a climate problem that no one can do anything about; it's normal for the harvest to be reduced."

If the weather returns to favorable conditions next year, the harvest will definitely be good as well.

"Yes."

Cheng Nanxing responded with a sound.

The car had arrived at the open space in front of the former educated youth's courtyard.

"Commander, Feng Yi, sister-in-law, we've arrived."

Cheng Nanxing turned off the engine and prepared to get out of the car. "Shiyu and the others live in the backyard. We'll go this way."

At this time, the educated youth in the front yard were working.

So nobody came out of the front yard.

Cheng Nanxing came once.

It can be considered that they were familiar with the process and proceeded as they were.

"Poetic words, Jingyu~"

As soon as they arrived in the backyard, Cheng Nanxing shouted at the top of his lungs, "Come out quickly!"

Several people were making clothes in Peng Shiyu's courtyard.

Suddenly, they heard shouts coming from outside and stopped.

"Is that Director Cheng's voice?"

Yang Shujue asked with a hint of doubt, "Why would he come here?"

Liu Xiuying asked curiously, "The county police chief? The father of that Officer Cheng?"

"It's his voice."

Lin Jingyu nodded and looked at Peng Shiyu, "They must be looking for Shiyu. Let's go out and see."

"I wonder what's going on this time."

Peng Shiyu had a headache, fearing that the couple would come because of Cheng Haifeng.

"Let's go out and take a look."

Lin Jingyu knew what she was thinking, "She probably wouldn't make a trip for personal matters; it must be something important."

then.

Four girls came out.

I spotted the group of people standing outside at a glance.

One of them was indeed Director Cheng, and standing next to him were an elderly man and a middle-aged couple.

"Grandpa, Dad, Mom,"

Peng Shiyu was stunned for a moment, then immediately came to her senses.

Her voice was filled with indescribable excitement, "Grandpa, Mom and Dad, what brings you here?"

Seeing her mother open her arms, she rushed over and threw herself into her mother's arms, saying, "Mom, I missed you so much."

I miss Grandpa, I miss Dad, and I miss my uncle and aunt. I really miss you all.

Finally seeing her family again, Peng Shiyu repeated her longing over and over again.

Her voice was choked with emotion.

"Poetry, we miss you too."

Juliet embraced her beloved daughter, whom she had been longing for day and night, with a broad smile on her face.

Peng Fengyi looked at his wife and beloved daughter with eyes full of pride and longing.

Grandpa Peng stood by and watched the heartwarming scene.

At this time.

No further introduction was needed; Lin Jingyu and the others already knew the identities of these three strangers.

Grandpa Peng was a dignified and kind old man.

His face bore the marks of time, and his wise eyes seemed to see right through people.

You can tell from his demeanor that he was a soldier.

The middle-aged man next to him.

Peng Shiyu's father appears to be an intellectual, exuding a kind of resilience and warmth, giving people a profound and reserved temperament.

As for Peng Shiyu's mother, she appeared elegant and quiet, with a faint smile on her face. Her long hair swayed gently over her shoulders, and her clothes were appropriate, neither ostentatious nor understated.

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