"What idea?"
Luo Xiangling blushed slightly. "Cousin Jianguo has gone to the army and is away from home most of the year. Song Yinhua must be very lonely. Let Cousin Tianba go and apologize to Song Yinhua, spend more time with her, and coax her. Her wonton shop is doing so well; she must have made a lot of money. And the rice in her family's fields is so good. If we can coax her well, wouldn't all of this be Cousin Tianba's?"
"That's right!" Luo Shixiong said with delight, "Xiangling, you're so smart. Before, Jianguo's wife's third aunt came to our house and said that Jianguo's wife was restless. The fortune teller had even predicted it. When Jianguo comes back and finds out that his wife cheated on him, he will divorce her and let Tianba marry her as a concubine. That way, Xiangling can marry Jianguo."
Although the old lady looked down on Song Yinhua, she thought that her wonton shop was very profitable, that her family had land, that the rice grew well, and that there were large orchards. For these reasons, she could reluctantly let her be a concubine, and Xiangling could also marry Jianguo as she wished.
After they had discussed it, Luo Shixiong went back to find his son.
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At the foot of the mountain, Qiao Guilan was working in the rice paddies, her brows covered in sweat.
She wouldn't let her son and daughter hire others to do their work.
For just five or six acres of land, they pay twenty yuan a month for labor, which is almost as much as my daughter-in-law's monthly salary.
They're not some big landowner, do they have money to burn? Why hire people to do their work?
Qiao Guilan refused to hire anyone and worked in the fields day and night by herself, also calling on her eldest daughter and son and daughter-in-law to come and help in the fields morning and evening.
Song Yinhua had no way to deal with Qiao Guilan, so she temporarily hired a helper to manage the wonton shop while she harvested rice at home.
Luo Tianba warmly apologized to Song Yinhua, and even volunteered to help with the work in the fields. He also called his own mother to help harvest the rice.
Song Yinhua knew very well that the weasel was up to no good when it came to offering New Year's greetings to the chicken.
Luo Tianba was extremely attentive and hardworking, and he also tried his best to please Song Yinhua.
Late at night, every household was at rest.
The courtyard gate at the foot of the mountain was gently pushed open.
The black wolfhound guarding the yard suddenly bared its teeth and lunged at the dark figure in the yard.
Song Yinhua, a light sleeper, seemed to hear a slight noise. Opening her eyes, she saw a dark shadow and exclaimed warily, "Who's there...?"
My mouth was suddenly covered.
"Shh!" The dark figure shushed her, a deep, magnetic voice whispering in her ear, "Don't you recognize me?"
In the dim light, Song Yinhua, who was about to resist, recognized the owner of the voice.
"Huo Jianguo?!" Song Yinhua was both surprised and delighted. "Why did you suddenly come back?"
"I applied for a two-week family visit leave."
"Are you hungry? I'll go make you something to eat." Song Yinhua got up to light a lamp and prepare food.
"Yes, I'm very hungry," the man said in a steady voice.
"I'll go cook you some noodles right now." Song Yinhua put on her shoes and went to the main room. Just as she was about to light the kerosene lamp, the man suddenly pulled her into his arms.
"I'm very hungry," the man said reservedly.
Song Yinhua pushed the man away, "I'll go cook something for you right now..."
Before she could finish speaking, the man suddenly lowered his head and kissed her.
The aloof and reserved man kissed her while whispering in her ear, "I'm so hungry..."
Song Yinhua was stunned for a moment before she realized what he meant.
Two figures, reunited after a long separation, embraced tightly in the darkness...
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As dawn broke, Song Yinhua got up to make breakfast.
Huo Jianguo pulled her into his arms, "Where are we going?"
"Make breakfast, then I'll have to go work in the fields later."
"You sleep for a while, I'll do it." Huo Jianguo propped himself up, looked at Song Yinhua in his arms who seemed to have lost a lot of weight, and kissed her tenderly.
Song Yinhua wrapped her arms around the man's neck and responded to him passionately.
...
It was already broad daylight.
Song Yinhua was fast asleep on the floor in the main room.
She had never slept so soundly before.
Every day, she has to take care of her mentally ill mother-in-law and daughter, manage the wonton shop, and do chores around the house.
These weren't the hardest things for her. What was really tough was that after Huo Jianguo left, people would often come to her door in the middle of the night to harass and loiter, making it impossible for her to sleep soundly every night.
Although Xiao Hei was there to protect her, her safety was ensured.
But her inner unease prevented her from relaxing for even a moment.
Huo Jianguo had prepared breakfast and was sweeping the yard.
The vegetables in the garden are growing very well.
Everything here is kept perfectly organized.
Song Yinhua opened her eyes, reacted for two seconds, and then suddenly sat up.
It was already broad daylight.
She hurriedly put on her clothes and went into the inner room.
The madwoman was still fast asleep, while the baby in the bed stared at the world with wide-open eyes.
"Little Flower, you're awake!"
The baby smiled happily when it saw Song Yinhua.
Song Yinhua changed the baby's diaper, fed him formula, and then carried the child out.
Huo Jianguo had just finished sweeping the yard when he saw the baby in Song Yinhua's arms. He went over and touched the baby's face. "Is she your sister's child?"
He heard Song Yinhua mention this child last night.
“Yes, Cai Xing can’t raise her, so she will be my child from now on, and I will raise her.”
“She will be our child from now on,” Huo Jianguo said gently.
Song Yinhua was initially worried that Huo Jianguo would not agree to her raising the child, but now that she heard his words, she felt relieved.
Qiao Guilan was cutting rice in the paddy field next to her with quick hands and feet. She wiped her sweat and said, "Baogen, go and see why your older sister hasn't come to work yet. Tell her to go to the field and work. I'm working myself to the bone to help her, while she's just staying at home enjoying herself!"
Song Baogen berated his mother: "My eldest sister said she would pay for people to do the work, but you wouldn't allow it."
"Are you all born to landlords? You even hire people to do the work! You have so much money you don't know what to do with it all, give it all to me!" Qiao Guilan was too tired and her temper was a bit short. "After you call your elder sister, hurry up and go to work, don't be late."
Song Baogen entered the courtyard, "Elder sister...brother-in-law?"
He saw a tall man standing next to his eldest sister, and after recognizing him as his brother-in-law, he greeted him politely.
When did you get back?
"Last night," the man said in a cool and polite tone.
Song Yinhua added, "He took a two-week leave to visit his family."
Song Baogen chatted with his sister and brother-in-law for a few minutes before rushing off to work.
Song Yinhua handed the child to Huo Jianguo, went into the kitchen and took out two steamed buns that had just been prepared that morning and a cup of boiled and cooled water from the spiritual spring, which she then handed to Song Baogen.
"You haven't had breakfast yet, have you? Take this with you on the way."
“Mom is working in the fields alone. Wenxiu went back to her parents’ house early this morning to help out.” Song Baogen took the steamed bun and water. “Mom won’t let me take leave. I’ll come over after I get off work tonight.”
“You must be tired after a long day at work. You don’t need to work in the fields at night. Your brother-in-law is back, and with Luo Tianba, the rice harvest will be finished in less than two days.”
Song Baogen glanced at Huo Jianguo furtively and said, "Big sister, you're still letting Luo Tianba do the work? I think he has ulterior motives. You should be careful."
"I know what I'm doing, you go to work."
The siblings whispered a few words to each other, and then Song Baogen left while munching on a steamed bun.
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Qiao Guilan worked alone in the field, and the more she worked, the angrier she became.
Seeing that his eldest daughter had finally arrived, he said in an annoyed tone, "You finally decided to come..." His gaze inadvertently fell on the man behind Song Yinhua, and he paused for a moment.
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