Gu Chun, a graduate of a prestigious university and a designer at a top apparel company, died unexpectedly during a bus robbery. She transmigrated into the body of an 18-year-old girl, also named G...
The old man stopped talking and seemed to have fallen asleep, with his eyes closed and not saying anything.
Uncle Gu didn't care. That's just how old people are. They would get distracted while talking.
Gu Xia was a little confused, but didn't say anything.
Uncle Gu brought the children to the door and called his wife, "Wife, the children are here."
Aunt He Ling came running out: "Hey, here I come, I just made the bed."
As soon as they met, she saw the child in her man's arms. The child was chubby, with bright, round eyes and a plump body.
She liked it immediately.
Look at the three next to them, they are all good-looking.
The oldest one is tall and slender, and even when standing in a small farmyard, her gentle temperament cannot be concealed.
Not to mention the kids are polite.
"Hello, Auntie."
He Ling quickly greeted them: "Hey, hello, children, come in quickly, auntie will pour you some water."
My uncle's yard was newly built after the family split up.
Although it is an ordinary farmyard, it is clean and spacious inside.
There is a persimmon tree and an apple tree planted in the fenced yard.
There are two chickens in the chicken coop.
The house is a bungalow with three rooms.
One is where my uncle and his wife live, one is where Gu Zhenzhu lives, and one is an empty room.
They went into the living room and sat down. The aunt gave each of them a bowl of water with some sugar in it.
The children were not shy and thanked after drinking a few sips of water.
Little Bamboo slurped the drink, feeling very happy.
"Auntie, it's really delicious. Thank you, Auntie."
He Ling took the opportunity to pick up the small gas tank, as her hands had been itching to touch it for a long time.
"No need to thank me, no need to thank me. Let Auntie hold you. Xiaobao is so cute."
"Aunt, I'm not Xiaobao, my name is Xiaozhuzi."
He Ling also called him by his given name according to his birth order, after all, their eldest cousin was called Dabao.
"Oh, okay, okay, auntie was wrong, you are Xiao Zhuzi."
Xiao Zhuzi nodded and licked his lips: "Yeah, aunt, I haven't finished drinking yet."
He Ling brought water to feed him.
She loved children very much, but after giving birth to Gu Zhenzhu, her body was damaged and she could not get pregnant again.
Seeing how cute the child was, she just loved him so much.
Little Zhuzi nestled in her arms like a big boss and drank sweet water.
Gu Xia pinched her brows and said, "Little Bamboo, don't push your luck. Drink it yourself."
"Aunt, don't spoil him. He will drink on his own."
He Ling didn't care about that: "It's okay, I'll feed it. I like Xiao Zhuzi so much, just let me feed it."
Gu Xia had no choice but to agree, thinking that Xiao Zhuzi was treated really well here.
He hasn't walked since he met his uncle. If he stays here for a while longer, will he become a bully?
Because Gu Zhenzhu was still working in the city and had not returned home, Gu Qiu and Gu Dong slept in her room, and Gu Xia lived in the empty room with Xiao Zhuzi.
Uncle Gu temporarily went to his neighbor's house and moved a bamboo bed over for them to sleep on.
It is the slack season for farmers and Uncle Gu does not have to go to work, so he takes his nephews and nieces to visit the mountains.
Gu Xia observed the plants as he walked.
I actually found some medicinal herbs for him.
Gu Xia discovered that the climate on this mountain was very suitable for the growth of honeysuckle, and there were many of them growing on the roadside at the foot of the mountain.
But no one seems to pick them.
Uncle Gu saw him picking honeysuckle and asked, "Why are you picking this? It's everywhere. Picking a little to make tea is fine, but picking too much is useless."
Gu Xia looked up: "Uncle, no one picked these honeysuckle flowers to sell?"
Uncle Gu scratched his head: "Can this thing still be sold?"
Gu Xia nodded and squatted down to continue picking.
A few children saw him picking the fruits and came to help.
Uncle Gu thought that even if it could be sold, it wouldn't fetch much money, it would be ok to buy some candy to satisfy the child's appetite.
But he was a very indulgent child, so he squatted down to help pick the fruits.
The picking was so abundant that it filled several people's bamboo baskets. They went home before they even reached the top of the mountain.
After returning, they poured out the honeysuckle and Gu Xia instructed Gu Qiu and Gu Dong to separate the blooming honeysuckle from the non-blooming ones.
Uncle Gu agreed to make him a few winnowing baskets to dry the herbs in, and then he started to cut bamboo strips.
Xiao Zhuzi followed his aunt to the vegetable garden to pick vegetables. When he came back, he was holding a cabbage that was bigger than his head.
The three children were busy until dinner time before they finally divided the honeysuckle.
My uncle stopped making the winnowing basket after finishing only one, and planned to continue tomorrow.
Dinner was prepared by my aunt He Ling, who has been good at cooking since she was a child.
My family comes from a butcher family and we often cook meat.
She made a stir-fried cabbage with bacon and a stewed potato with green beans.
The children ate so much without even raising their heads.
I thought my eldest sister’s cooking was delicious, but I didn’t expect my aunt to cook even better!
It smells so good!
He Ling was very happy to see the children eating with relish.
With four children coming at once, the house became much more lively.
Unlike usual times when it was just her and her husband, when she was not at work, she had so much free time that she went around chatting and gossiping with the wives in the village.
After dinner, Gu Xia and Gu Qiu took the initiative to clean up the dishes and wash them.
Don't let my aunt get involved at all.
He Ling couldn't stop them, so she let them do it.
I sighed in my heart that these children are taught so well, they don’t look like grandparents at all like Gu Dabao.
But their pearls are also very sensible.
All I can say is that a child’s upbringing depends on their parents.
The next morning, Uncle Gu got up early to make a winnowing basket for Gu Xia.
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