As expected, they are children at heart. Even when thinking about their lifelong plans, they can't get away from eating and playing. Yang Donghu intentionally directed the conversation towards Yang Anjin's family and said, "If you were asked to choose someone you know to spend your life with, who would you choose?"

"Someone I know?"

Zhao Fangchu propped his chin up on his arm. The mat on the bed was a little uncomfortable, and he felt a little tired from lying on it. He turned over and continued to lie on his back. "I don't know many men. Do relatives count?"

"Of course it counts. We only judge by character, not by person."

"Hmm... let me think." Zhao Fangchu tapped his fingers on the mat, making a clicking sound. After a long silence, he finally spoke: "My brother definitely won't work. He's as dull as a block of wood. Dachuan won't work either. He looks too fierce and doesn't treat me well. Tsk, besides those two, I really don't know much about the others."

"Think about it again." Yang Donghu reminded him casually: "Besides the two of them, is there anyone else? What does An Jin's brother think? You've met him."

In fact, Zhao Fangchu and Yang Anchen had met more than once or twice. The first time they met was during the Chinese New Year when he sent Yang Donghu and Zhao Fangchu back from Dayangzhuang.

However, they were not familiar with each other at that time and were all too reserved. It was dark, and Zhao Fangchu could not see what the people looked like.

Later, Yang Anjin and Zhao Fangyu got married, and the two families began to visit each other more frequently. Although Zhao Fangchu was naughty, he was also a well-behaved person. What really made him see Yang Anchen's appearance was the last time Yang Anchen was drunk at Zhao's house and Zhao Fangchu gave him honey water.

The two had very little contact, and Zhao Fangchu only had a vague idea of ​​him and could only guess based on Yang Anjin's character.

They were raised by the same mother. Yang Anjin is a good person, so his brother should be similar.

"An Jin's brother is quite good-looking and gentle. He has a good temper and a kind heart. He has helped us a lot. When he came to our house a few days ago, he spoke more gently than my two brothers."

It was not easy for him to get such an evaluation from Zhao Fangchu after just a few meetings. Yang Donghu felt that this matter had a chance: "What if one day it suddenly became a meeting between you two? Do you think it would work?"

The afternoon sun was blazing hot. Zhao Fangchu felt a little sleepy as he lay there talking for so long. He blinked a few times and was about to close his eyes. "We don't know each other well, so this is impossible. Besides, he's a scholar and not young anymore. He probably has a sweetheart in town."

How could this be impossible? This was too possible. However, Yang Donghu didn't say this out loud, fearing that saying too much would arouse Zhao Fangchu's suspicion. He lay down next to Zhao Fangchu again and looked at his unclear profile: "Are you sleepy? No more talking, go to sleep."

Since Zhao Fangchu didn't say no directly, it means there is still hope. It doesn't matter if you are not familiar with each other. You will become familiar with each other with more contact.

Zhao Fangchu's eyelids twitched for a while, but he finally couldn't help closing his eyes and fell into a deep sleep. When his breathing became even and long, Yang Donghu could no longer hold on and closed his eyes.

When they woke up, they looked out the window and saw that the sun was already hanging high in the sky, and the breeze brought a bit of coolness.

The two talked for a long time and it was already past noon when they went to bed. Although the sleep was not long, it was very refreshing.

Some of the plums I picked yesterday had worm holes. If you want to dry them, these plums cannot be used. You have to pick them out carefully.

They were exhausted after playing in the lotus pond yesterday. They only picked half of the plums and soaked the rest in well water.

Taking advantage of the fact that the sun was not very strong at the moment, Yang Donghu and the others simply packed up and planned to pick out the remaining plums.

The old lady sleeping in the west room did not have a mat under her body. Young people have strong internal energy and when they feel hot, they add a mat to try to cool down temporarily. The old lady was old and was afraid of getting sick if she slept on a mat frequently.

It wasn't the hottest time of the day, and the house was cooler than outside, so I didn't feel very hot.

The old lady slept a lot because she was old. Yang Donghu got up and tiptoed to the old lady's bed to see that she was sleeping soundly with her eyes closed. He touched the old lady's body and saw that she was not sweating, so he felt relieved and went out to pick the plums.

There were not many shady places in the yard, and the peach tree in Yang Donghu's yard just happened to provide some shade, so Zhao Fangchu took the plums and hid under the tree.

When Yang Donghu came out, he first looked at the fruits on the peach tree. They were already as big as eggs. This peach tree is not only for viewing flowers, but also for bearing fruits. However, they are not as big as those sold outside.

Yang Donghu pushed aside the leaves and took a look, and saw that some of the fruits had begun to show pink spots on the top, and they could be picked and eaten soon.

The peach blossom honey made in the spring has been used up, so the fillings for the peach blossom cakes I made later were all made with chopped peach kernels brewed with honey.

Fruits like wild cherries and mulberries are the easiest to obtain, and the fillings made with them have different colors. After selling them several times, there was no shortage of buyers, so Yang Donghu felt at ease to pickle a lot of fruits in the jar.

I picked a lot of plums this time, and even if I pickled them, I would have enough to fill half a jar. I just need to take out a few plums every time I boil plum water. This way, even if I drink it every day, I can get through this summer.

Plum water is also sold in the town. It is not a particularly rare item. Yang Donghu does not plan to go to the town to compete with others for business. Anyway, the money spent on buying peach blossom cakes is already quite a lot.

It was very hot, and now Yang Chunxiao had to work hard to pull a cart back and forth to the town to deliver cakes. Yang Donghu gave her a reward for her hard work, only about ten cents. Although it was not much, Yang Chunxiao lived and ate at the Zhao family, and she didn't like to buy clothes and jewelry, so these were all things she could save.

She originally refused, thinking that it was her duty to eat and live for free. The Zhao family didn't have to eat meat all the time, but at least they had eggs every day, and Yang Chunxiao could get one every day.

When she first came, she had no change of clothes. Yang Donghu was taller than her, so he picked out a piece of clothing that was already too small for her to wear. Later, Zhu Cuilan couldn't stand her own tattered clothes, so she found some brightly colored clothes from her youth and altered them for her to wear.

Being able to eat enough and have clothes to wear is much better than Yang Chunxiao's previous life. Even when she and Liu Tianyou had just gotten married and had no grudges against each other, it was not possible to just buy more clothes.

So she refused to accept the money no matter what and could not refuse it in any way. Later, the old lady said that it was what she deserved, so she agreed to accept it.

She saved up some money slowly. She remembered all the kindness the Zhao family had shown her. Sometimes when she went to the town to deliver cakes and came across a stall selling roast chicken, she would buy one for the Zhao family to satisfy their cravings.