Min Jing smiled, her eyes crinkling. "That's possible, but making a right-angle turn isn't that simple."

The wind ruffled the stray hairs on Lin Ziyan's forehead, making her look like a mischievous child.

The water in the fish farm rippled, and soon the blue sky reflected on the water looked as if it had suddenly grown wrinkles.

Before long, dark clouds pressed down on the mountaintop, looking as if they were about to collapse.

"Everyone, hurry back to the village! It's going to rain soon!" Lin Ziyan suddenly stood up and shouted.

Min Jing glanced at the dark clouds, a flicker in her eyes.

They won't actually turn around and come to Fuzhou, will they?

There have been so many typhoons lately that Min Jing suddenly started to feel uneasy.

Everyone jogged away from the fish farm, and as soon as they returned to the village, the rain began to pound down.

Lin Ziyan pulled Min Jing back to her own home.

"Professor's wife, Professor Shen certainly won't be returning to the village that early. You'll be alone anyway if you go back," Lin Ziyan said with a faint smile.

Min Jing was preoccupied with other things and didn't pay much attention to where she was going back to.

A faint aroma of wine wafted from the backyard, filling the air and making one's mouth water.

Lin Ziyan, "My great-grandmother is brewing wine..."

Min Jing smelled the aroma of the wine and followed her inside.

My second sister, Xiaoxiao, helped put out the firewood; white smoke rose continuously and disappeared into the sky above the backyard.

A bamboo pole is placed to the side, and the wine flows into the jar.

The aroma of the wine was very strong, filling everyone's nostrils.

"Sister!" Jiaojiao sat to the side playing in the sand, her hair sticking to her cheeks, her eyes sparkling.

After Lin Atai poured cold water into the large pot on top, she turned to look at them and said,

"Professor Min, take some rice wine back to Professor Shen later."

Min Jing sat on the bench next to her, smelling the mellow aroma of the wine, and nodded slightly.

Lin Ziyan sat to one side, resting her chin on her hand, listening to the crackling of the firewood and the sound of rain on the roof, and immediately relaxed.

The anxiety I felt from running around the county town for business these past few days has been relieved.

"Grandma, do you brew wine to sell?" Min Jing asked curiously, looking at the several wine jars.

Lin Atai smiled faintly and said, "I'll give some to the He family, and my son Awen will take some with him when he comes back. I'm not selling them."

Min Jing nodded. She had heard Old Shen mention Lin Shaowen, the wealthy businessman who donated money to build the port.

"I'll pickle some sauerkraut with fermented rice wine lees later, take some back with you..." Grandma muttered.

The aroma of wine wafted from the backyard.

Grandpa Lin stood at the entrance of the courtyard with an umbrella, taking a few deep breaths of the aroma.

He muttered to himself, "I'm going to buy some wine from Aunt Lin later, I wonder if she'll sell it..."

"Old man, why are you standing in the rain? Be careful not to get blown away by the wind..."

Hearing the sound, Lin Ziyan smiled, thinking that the aroma of the wine had made Grandpa Lin stand in the rain as punishment.

Ah Tai was chatting with Min Jing, from poems about wine to drinking culture.

Jiaojiao felt sleepy while listening and simply lay down on Lin Ziyan's lap and fell asleep.

The second sister, Xiaoxiao, listened intently and quietly added firewood.

Even after all the wine had been collected, Min Jing was still not satisfied and continued to chat with A Tai about folk tales.

"Ah Yan, your great-grandmother is amazing!"

On the way back with Min Jing, Lin Ziyan exclaimed in admiration.

There aren't many 90-year-olds like Grandma who can read, but Grandma is not only literate, she can also offer insights on everything.

She only learned today that her grandmother had such a unique understanding of wine.

After Lin Ziyan saw Professor Min off, she had just returned home when her aunt sent her to deliver wine.

They were first delivered to the Chen family, and then to Secretary Qin's house.

For the next two days, it rained continuously, followed by a sharp drop in temperature.

The shrimp paste factory's recruitment did not stop despite the rain.

Aunt Chen and Aunt Huang interview a few people every day, and when they have free time, they tidy up the factory.

The tables and chairs that were added were delivered to the factory one after another.

The original workers from the ice factory volunteered to help, and we couldn't stop them.

Lin Ziyan had some free time and stayed home to help her grandmother with paper cutting.

Monday arrived in the blink of an eye.

The chubby girl had two braids tied with red ribbons.

She bumped into Lin Ziyan as she pushed her cart out the door, and her face instantly turned red.

She hadn't mentioned going on a blind date to Lin Ziyan.

What the chubby girl didn't know was that her mother had already mentioned it to the Lin family.

"Wait a minute," Lin Ziyan took out a butterfly hair clip from her bag and pinned it to the chubby girl's hair.

"Ayan, I'm going to the county town to meet someone..." the chubby girl stammered.

Lin Ziyan chuckled, "I know, hurry up and go, it's not good to be late for our first meeting."

The chubby girl got on her bicycle and waved to herself.

She was riding a bit fast, and the cold wind kept sneaking into her collar, giving her goosebumps all over her body.

After parking her bicycle in town, the chubby girl took the bus to the county seat.

Arriving at the entrance of the county cinema, the chubby girl gripped the hem of her clothes tightly, suddenly feeling nervous and hesitant to step forward.

Comrade Chen,

A deep male voice came from behind.

The chubby girl turned to look at the person who had come in, and paused for a few seconds.

The man was wearing a white shirt, his stomach was taut, and the buttons looked like they were about to pop open.

He has a chubby face and looks very honest.

"Are you Comrade Chen Zhenzhu?" the man asked nervously.

The chubby girl nodded. "Are you Comrade Cao De?"

The other person nodded quickly and wiped the sweat from their forehead.

“You’re much fatter than in the photos…” the chubby girl continued.

She sized up the man in front of her, nodded, and was very satisfied at first glance.

The man suddenly straightened up, his stomach bulged, and the button fell to the ground with a "snap".

His face instantly turned as red as if he were drunk.

The atmosphere froze instantly.

The chubby girl squatted down to pick up the button and said with a faint smile, "Shall we go to the tailor shop to borrow a needle and sew it on?"

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