Chapter 177

Listening to Su Qingci's long and immoral classical Chinese text.

Sisters Xiao Yuehua and Xiao Juxiang looked at each other in confusion.

“A cultured person is a cultured person.”

“Although I didn’t understand what he said, it seemed to make sense.”

"We'll talk about this later. Let's go, I have to go back quickly."

"My eldest brother and dad asked me to pull the cart to transport grain. They will scold me later."

Xiao Yuehua quickly joined hands with Xiao Juxiang to carry all the food on the cart into the house.

"What's the rush? Send it to the attic granary first."

"You'll be scolded if you go back now. They can scold you all they want. Do they dare to hit you?"

"What could be more important than choosing a man?"

"If they don't give you food, you hit the pot."

"Stand at the head of the bed with your hair down in the middle of the night and tuck Dad in. Cover him with the quilt a few more times and he won't dare to mess with you."

Xiao Juxiang thought about it and realized that it was true.

Her sister had done the same thing before, and she remembered that her mother's screams could be heard at the east end of the village.

I heard from the cowherd in the village that the shout scared the pregnant yellow cow so much that it split its legs.

"Besides, as long as you swallow quickly, you won't suffer any loss if you eat dry food."

Su Qingci watched Xiao Yuehua and her sister carrying corn kernels and climbing the stairs to the attic.

I also followed behind curiously to take a look.

The house was built with earth and bricks. It was not big, with only one bedroom and a living room. The kitchen was built in a shed outside next to the door.

The house is in keeping with the characteristics of this era and is tall enough.

Several beams as high as the head are supported by boards, which directly separate the upper part into a loft about one and a half to six meters high.

Su Qingci followed the two men up the stairs. The attic was not big. In the middle, there was a box one meter wide and two meters long cut out of wooden boards.

The height of the wooden box is about 80 to 90 centimeters, so it can easily hold thousands of kilograms of grain.

Xiao Yuehua and Xiao Juxiang were working together to carry the grain into the big wooden box.

"Put the rice in there too. We still have half a bucket of rice at home. We'll go thresh it after we finish eating it."

"Put the corn kernels and those beans in there too, to keep the mice from stealing them."

"Put the sweet potatoes in the cellar down there. They're not afraid of moisture. I'll dry them in the sun when it comes out."

Xiao Juxiang threw the things away and said, "Alright, alright, let your brother-in-law come back and get the rest for you. I really have to leave."

"Hey hey hey~"

"Wait, I'll lock the door, let's do it together."

Xiao Juxiang looked at Xiao Yuehua's bulging belly as she bent over to lock the door and asked curiously.

"Sister, how many months has it been?"

"When will it be born? Is it a son?"

"It's more than four months old, it must be a son. People say sour boys and spicy girls, and I really like sour food."

"That's useless. When the captain's daughter-in-law was pregnant, she also told everyone she liked sour things and that it must be a son, but it turned out to be a girl."

"A daughter is a daughter. Your brother-in-law said that my daughter likes it too. This is my first child, so anything is fine."

"We've already chosen a name. If we have a son, we'll name him Feng Tiezhu."

"It means he has a strong character and is the pillar of China. He will definitely be a successful person in the future."

"My daughter's name is Feng Lihua, which means she is cultured and polite, and looks like a flower."

Xiao Juxiang endured it and said, "Sister, many people call Tiezhu by his given name. Let's call him Big Head, Feng Big Head. It's easier to write and remember."

"I know both of these words."

"The last time I went to town, I heard people say that even if it rains, we don't have to worry. We farmers are most afraid of rain. Now that we don't have to worry about it, what else is there to worry about?"

Xiao Yuehua nodded, "Well, that's fine too. I'll leave this name to the second brother."

Su Qingci was listening beside him with a frown on her face. What a name...

Feng Tiezhu, a man of iron will, the pillar of China?

Feng Lihua, polite and cultured, looks like a flower?

There is also Feng Datou, big head, big head, no worries about rain?

"Qing porcelain, what do you think? Does it have a good meaning?"

Su Qingci twitched her lips and said with a guilty conscience, "God is so good..."

The three of them walked and talked as they headed towards the ancestral hall.

As soon as they reached the corner of the ancestral hall, Xiao Yuehua looked at the scene in front of her, and her face instantly became full of excitement. She pulled Xiao Juxiang and Su Qingci to hide beside the low wall.

"Hurry up, hurry up, hide, there's something exciting to watch."

"What are you doing?"

"Keep your voice down and look ahead, ahead."

"Hey, that shameless Chen Xiuxiang?"

"Look behind you. Look who's carrying the bag."

"Chen Haiying, wow, I'm almost meeting him, I'm almost meeting him."

"Hahaha, every time they meet it's a good show."

Xiao Juxiang didn't even want the cart anymore. She bent over and trotted around the low wall towards the front.

Su Qingci listened to the discussion between the two sisters, and all the gossip cells in her body were clamoring. She followed closely with an excited look on her face.

Xiao Yuehua, who was walking in front, looked around and listened carefully, and did not forget to pick up a door panel blocking the toilet in her hand.

The three of them approached stealthily. Xiao Yuehua pushed the toilet door panel that she found on the road forward. The three of them squatted on the spot and started eating melon with a curious look on their faces.

The three of them were far away before, so Su Qingci and the others didn't hear what the two Chen Zhiqing said.

But at this time, Chen Xiuxiang was explaining something to Chen Haiying with an innocent look on her face.

"Sister Haiying, did you misunderstand something?"

"I've never taken the initiative. I'm also married. I believe you know how important a woman's reputation is."

"I know that Brother Zhishan and I might have been a little close before, but that's all in the past."

"Everyone has a past. Don't keep making things difficult for Brother Zhishan because of this. Brother Zhishan is already miserable and tired enough."

"The last time Brother Zhishan helped me carry firewood was because I happened to have twisted my ankle. I always thought Sister Haiying was very ideologically conscious. You should be proud of your enthusiasm to help revolutionary comrades. I really didn't know you minded so much."

"And that time by the river, my washed clothes were washed away, and Brother Zhishan happened to see me and helped me get them back. We really didn't have anything going on. I know you might be upset, and I've tried my best to avoid him."

Chen Xiuxiang said with a helpless look on her face, "But, but I can't control his behavior..."

Chen Haiying was carrying a bag of food and didn't want to pay any attention to Chen Xiuxiang, because every time he met her, something bad would happen.

Or he would be so angry that his emotions lost control, and before he did anything, Chen Xiuxiang would look like she was being bullied, and if others saw them, there would always be rumors that she was bullying others.

She kept telling herself to ignore it, ignore it, but after listening to Chen Xiuxiang's tea-scented explanation, she still felt like vomiting.

"Come on, Chen Xiuxiang, there's no one else here. Who are you pretending to be so seductive for?"

"I don't mind your past at all. Let's not talk about Luo Zhishan and you. Even if there was, so what? In the end, wasn't it me, Chen Haiying, who was married off in such a grand manner?"

"Isn't it just that my Zhishan carried a load of firewood for you? Isn't it just that he fished out a piece of clothing for you?"

"I don't mind at all. My Zhishan is always warm to everyone."

Chen Xiuxiang looked at Chen Haiying's smug look and felt secretly resentful in her heart.

She heard that Chen Haiying married into the Luo family, and not only was Secretary Luo very gentle to her, but even Zhang Guiying, who loved to find fault with everything, did not make things difficult for her.

"Sister Haiying, look how lucky you are to have such good parents-in-law like Uncle Luo and Aunt Zhang."

"If you were gentler to Brother Zhishan on a daily basis, Brother Zhishan wouldn't be as tired as he is now..."

"I know that Brother Zhishan is the most soft-hearted and considerate person. You, don't be so stubborn~"