Zhang Yuqing couldn't help laughing as she watched her niece's cheerful back disappear at the gate. She brought another bucket of soaked soybeans to the stone mill and asked Shi Rushuang, "Sister-in-law, is the little girl from the Zhao family about the same age as our Qingqing?"

Shi Rushuang stood a little to the side so as not to hinder Yuan Chao from pushing the mill: "You want to..." She glanced at her nephew.

"Right." Zhang Yuqing took her hand and walked aside, leaving the field to the men: "Yuan Chao is 20 years old this year, not much different from Xiao Yu, and we know the Zhao family well, but Qian Guihua is too talkative."

At this point, Zhang Yuqing was a little distressed: "If I really become a relative with this man, I will definitely shake out all the worms in Gu's land."

Shi Rushuang laughed and looked up at the scorching sun. She pulled Zhang Yuqing to sit under the shed and said, "We need to think about this carefully. The Zhao family's sister-in-law is a nice person, but she can't keep secrets. Lianxin is also trying to find a girl for Xiongwa to meet recently. Why don't you two discuss it?"

"Okay, I think the girls in our Datunzi village are very good, hardworking and capable. The girls from the neighboring Dagouzi village are also okay. Sister-in-law, let me tell you the truth, I think the best ones are those who are pretty and honest and kind." Zhang Yuqing felt that her family had good conditions. Her husband was a chef in a state-owned hotel and she also worked in an enamel factory. If she retired one day and her daughter-in-law took over, she would have a monthly salary of 20 yuan.

She is not picky about her daughter-in-law, as long as she looks decent and not the kind of person who likes to cause trouble.

"There's no rush for this. Our Abao is still being supported by his nephews." Shi Rushuang teased Gu Bao who was scooping beans and said with a smile, "I heard Abao say a few days ago that he has a girl he likes. You can go back and ask Yuan Chao to see if he has any ideas. If the child has his own plans, we as elders should not worry about it. Just prepare the betrothal gifts."

"I'll ask him when the time comes. Abao doesn't look like he has a crush on a girl." Zhang Yuqing saw her mother-in-law busy in the kitchen. She stood up and said, "Qingqing, don't you want to eat dumplings? I'll go knead the dough first."

"I'll help you." Shi Rushuang couldn't stay idle either.

The two brothers Gu Jianguo and Gu Weiguo were squatting beside the well, processing loaches. Gu Cai walked over and took a look at the shrimps they had caught. He exclaimed, "Wow! They are so big! You can't even see them if you don't look carefully."

Gu Weiguo ignored his father's ridicule and said, "It's good to be able to catch some. I also have a bucket of snails. They have been kept for two days and the mud has almost been spit out. You can decide how to cook them later."

"This shrimp and corn is a bit mysterious. Chop it up and mix it with corn and carrots to make stuffing." Gu Cai squatted down and picked up the fresh snails stuck to the wall of the wooden barrel with his hands. He winked at his son and nephew and said, "Go talk to grandma and make some snails and duck stew."

Gu Weiguo subconsciously moved away from him and imitated the tone of his grandmother Zhang Cuifen, with his eyebrows raised: "What are you eating? Snails and roasted duck, I think you look like a duck!"

The expression and tone are very appropriate.

Gu Jianguo and Gu Cai laughed so hard that they fell backwards. Gu Cai took a stool from his second brother who was weaving bamboo baskets and sat down. He gave them some advice: "Go find grandma and tell her that Qingqing was hungry and cried in her bed at night. You all heard her talking in her sleep and wanting to eat duck when you looked out the window. That's it."

Gu Yin turned around to look at his younger brother who was instigating his son, shook his head and said nothing.

You are so old, but you are still like a child.

As soon as Gu Qingqing returned to the gate of the courtyard, she heard the jingling sound of bicycle bells.

At first she thought it was Uncle Qin who brought her father back, but then she thought that the relationship between the two was not that good.

"Comrade Gu Qingqing!" The postman had delivered mail many times and had known the Gu family for a long time. He got out of the bike, kicked off his footrests, and found a letter with a postmark in the green cloth box on the back seat of the bike.

"Your registered letter."