When Qiao Jiangxin marries into the family, there will be endless land-mine work to do. Can the Qiao family just watch and watch? They will definitely help out.

Recalling the quarrel she had with the neighbor over a piece of land yesterday, she went home to find her son and yelled at the neighbor, hoping to get his support.

Chen Wende just watched her go crazy quietly, and then said lightly, "Why do you have to quarrel? Can't you just talk it out nicely?

It's just half a ridge of land, so what's wrong with giving it to them? Why bother about such trivial matters? ”

Because of this sentence, Che Jinmei was so upset that she didn't even eat dinner.

He said that he was being petty, but that was half a ridge of land, which could be used to grow food to fill his stomach.

She tried to explain the seriousness of the matter to Chen Wende, but Chen Wende waved his hand at her, "Mom, please go out first. I know what you want to say. Half a ridge of land can be turned into a bowl of rice and a bowl of vegetables, right?

I just think that time should not be wasted on these little things. Once my manuscript is published, let alone a bowl of rice and a bowl of vegetables, can I serve you chicken, duck, fish and other meats in turn? ”

Che Jinmei had never been to school, so she had no idea what Chen Wende was thinking. She also felt that Chen Wende would have a bright future, but now she urgently needed someone who could share the same mind with her, identify with her, understand her, and help share her burdens.

After she lost the quarrel yesterday, no one came to her aid, and even her family members asked her to talk things out. It was clearly the other party who was bullying her, as he had turned the soil an extra finger's length towards hers.

The more I think about Che Jinmei, the better I feel about Qiao Jiangxin.

Last time she had an argument with some of the most powerful old women in the village, and she won.

If she married into the family, someone would be there to do the land-mining work, and she would be the one to take on anyone who dared to cause trouble.

But when she thought of her son's attitude, she became discouraged again.

Sighing, she consoled herself by talking to herself, "It's okay, Wende said that he can definitely write about flour and rice, chicken, duck, fish and meat with his pen.

Be patient, be patient, wait until Wende becomes successful, and then I’ll see who dares to bully us! ”

Thanks to the acceptance of the Qiao family, Qin Xue and Zhuzi quickly integrated into the family.

Qiao Youfu was in high spirits. Even when they were sitting in the same room, he would look at Qin Xue from time to time. He wanted Qin Xue to be happy and he really loved Zhuzi.

Qiao Jiangxin watched his uncle with his own eyes, from being hunched over, self-abased and cautious before his death to standing tall with his chest straight and eyes full of stars.

No matter in the past life or this life, my uncle's wish has always been to be able to return home, to have someone who understands him and is by his side so that he is no longer lonely, and to have his own children.

After his hope of getting married in his previous life was shattered, his only wish became that his younger brother's family would be well.

But Qiao Jiang knew that he always had a regret in his heart.

This regret happened when Qin Xue came to see him at the end of 1982.

That was the closest he had ever been to happiness in his previous life, just for a hundred dollars, but he didn't have it.

For many years after the incident, Qiao Youfu kept wondering what his life would be like if he could have paid the one hundred yuan that Qin Xue asked for.

Will I have my own children and someone to accompany them?

Liu Afang was in poor health, so Qin Xue took the initiative to take over cooking at home two days after she came home.

Qiao Jiangxin came back from Cheng's house with her son in her arms. Qin Xue put the dishes on the table and said, "Jiang Xin, it's time to eat. I was just about to ask your dad to call you."

Zhuzi placed the bowls and chopsticks on the table, and then counted them carefully.

On the table was a simple dish of white rice, a stir-fried pumpkin, and a leek omelet made from chopped leeks and egg liquid.