Indeed, the fighting power of these aunts is so great that even young people may not be able to surpass them. They have strong hands and sharp eyes, and they can just grab whatever they see and put it into their bags.
Ten minutes later, Aunt Guilan and Xu's mother came out from the backyard. They looked at each other, and satisfaction flashed in their eyes.
Xu Qianjiao watched the two of them send it out empty-handed, feeling somewhat curious, "What on earth is this? It's so mysterious."
Xu's mother stood aside while Aunt Guilan took out a scale and began to weigh things for her. "100 kilograms of Chinese cabbage, 100 kilograms of sweet potatoes, 100 kilograms of taro, 5 kilograms of mushrooms, and 5 kilograms of black fungus. The total is 10.5 yuan."
"Okay." Mother Xu took out some money from her pocket, counted it, and handed it to her. "Here."
"Okay."
After waiting for a while, the others had also chosen theirs. Aunt Guilan asked everyone to stand still and she would weigh them one by one.
The sun gradually set, and the sky was dyed with a layer of orange-red afterglow.
Everyone carried their things to the door. They were all waiting for Uncle Liu to bring the ox cart over. They had made an appointment early in the morning, but for some reason, the ox cart had not arrived yet so late.
As time went by, the afterglow slowly turned into a deep purple-red, as if it was the last color painted by nature for the day. The calls of birds returning to their nests could be heard from time to time, as if reminding people that night was approaching.
The mountains in the distance looked particularly magnificent against the backdrop of the setting sun, their outlines gradually becoming blurred. Smoke curled up from the farmhouses in the fields, adding a touch of life to the tranquil scene.
Xu Qianjiao asked softly, "Mom, why hasn't the ox cart arrived yet?"
Mother Xu frowned and looked at the increasingly dark sky, feeling a little irritated. "I don't know. We made an appointment with Uncle Liu before, but now the time has passed. I don't know what happened. He hasn't come yet."
"Ring, ring, ring~" A bicycle bell rang out. Xu Qianjiao looked up at the figure approaching from afar. When he reached her side, she looked at him in surprise. "Why are you here?"
Cheng Jiawen reached out and rubbed her head. "Since you haven't come back for so long, I came to see you."
After saying that, he turned to look at Xu's mother and said, "Mom, the ox cart is in the back. Dad is here too, he's in the back."
"Huh? Why is he here?" Hearing this, Xu's mother looked helpless, but the light in her eyes could not deceive anyone.
Cheng Jiawen touched his head and said with a smile, "Dad must have been reluctant to let you move the things, so he came to move them himself."
"Well, you are an old married couple, what is there to be reluctant about?" Hearing this, the smile on Xu's mother's face became more obvious, but she still looked indifferent.
Xu's mother pulled Aunt Zhou over and started complaining, "Tell me, why did he come here for no reason? He's been working all day building the house and he's so tired, yet he still rushes over."
When Aunt Zhou heard her complaints, she rolled her eyes and muttered to herself, "This old woman is still pretending. She doesn't know how happy she is in her heart, but she still complains. Is she trying to show off?"
I thought so in my heart, but I still said it nicely, "Well, doesn't Xu Lao Er still feel sorry for you? He doesn't want you to move things. You, just be happy secretly instead of complaining."
"Well, they are already an old married couple, and you still say you feel sorry for them."
"Don't be so modest."
Xu Qianjiao and Cheng Jiawen looked at each other with smiles in their eyes. They knew in their hearts that Xu's mother was happy, but she was just being stubborn and wanted to show off to her younger sisters.
They did not expose Xu's mother's stubbornness, but just stood aside silently and watched her complain about Xu's father to others. They said it was complaining, but in fact it was showing off.
In the sky, the stars began to twinkle quietly, as if preparing for the arrival of night. The breeze blew gently, filling the air with the tranquility and peace of the night, making people feel happy.
After a long time, Xu's father finally arrived in an ox cart. He jumped off the cart and said excitedly, "Old woman, I'm here."
"You're here, so why are you making so much noise?" Xu's mother rolled her eyes at him and said unhappily.
Father Xu scratched his head and said, "Hey, am I not a little excited?"
"Okay, okay, let's move our things. It's getting dark, let's go home quickly." Xu's mother said with a smile.
"Okay." Father Xu and Cheng Jiawen said at the same time, and then started to work. They moved the sweet potatoes and cabbage onto the ox cart, and then gave the mushrooms and black fungus to Xu Qianjiao.
Uncle Liu looked at the oxcart full of things. He thought for a moment and said slowly, "There are too many things on the oxcart. You people have to walk. Otherwise, I'm afraid the ox will be tired out."
No one had any objection to this result. They had not thought about riding in the ox cart. Oxen were extremely precious in the village. If the villagers saw them carrying so many things and still sitting in the cart, they would be shocked.
One person's spit can kill us.
The ox cart slowly started to move, and everyone followed it slowly. Cheng Jiawen took Xu Qianjiao home first to cook.
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In a quiet village, a winding path passes through a green area. An old-fashioned bicycle passes slowly, the wheels making a creaking sound, as if talking to the years.
Xu Qianjiao hugged Cheng Jiawen's waist tightly, and the two of them rode and walked slowly. After half an hour, they finally arrived home.
After Cheng Jiawen put Xu Qianjiao down, he immediately went to cook. Xu Qianjiao washed her hands and cooked with him.
"Hey, have you heard? Xu Qianrou seems to be pregnant." Xu Qianjiao said mysteriously to Cheng Jiawen.
A big question mark popped up above Cheng Jiawen's head, "Pregnant? Song Ziming's?"
Xu Qianjiao stared at him with wide eyes, "How did you know? It's Song Ziming's."
Cheng Jiawen rolled his eyes and said, "Please, Xu Qianrou has been following Song Ziming all the time. I think it would be difficult for me not to know most of it."
"Then it can't be someone else's?"
"If the child was someone else's, Song Ziming wouldn't have rushed to prepare the betrothal gifts and send someone to the Xu family to propose the betrothal. After all, no man likes to be the scapegoat unless he truly loves his wife."
"What? They're really getting married. When?"
"The day after tomorrow~"
"???" Xu Qianjiao was confused. "Are you in such a hurry?"
(Thanks to Liu Yang, who loves to eat Eight Treasures Tofu Pot, for sending me two messages of love. Thank you, thank you!!!)
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