She handed the express box to Grandpa, "Grandpa, please open it quickly. There was a problem on the way. The new phone only arrived today."

“Help grandpa unpack it first. His hands are covered in mud and dirty. He needs to wash them.” The old man was still picking peanuts and did not reach out to take it for fear of dirtying the new phone.

Xu Qingzhi walked into the house, took out his key and swiped to take the cell phone box out of the express box.

Grandpa got up and went to the backyard to wash his hands.

"Grandpa, give me the SIM card and I'll install it for you." Xu Qingzhi opened the plastic packaging on the phone box, took out the new phone, turned it on and clicked on the settings.

Since grandpa couldn't do all these things, she helped him.

Grandpa took out his old phone from his pocket, looked at the new one with curiosity, and muttered, "I don't know where the phone is stuck."

Xu Qingzhi took the old phone, patiently pressed and held the button to turn it off, opened the back cover, took out the battery, and pushed the card slot to remove the SIM card.

Fortunately, the SIM card has been cut to size, otherwise it would not work if I used the old large card instead.

She set up her new phone properly and inserted the SIM card.

Then I handed it to my grandfather and taught him: "This is a touch screen. Use your finger to swipe. Here is the phone call, and here is the text message."

The old man squinted his eyes and asked, "Which one is the phone?"

Xu Qingzhi pointed to the button on the far left at the bottom, "This one, the green one, on the far left, is the phone number. Click it and try it."

The old man's rough fingers trembled in the air and tapped it. "How do I make a call? Why is there no contact? How do I call your dad?"

The numbers of his old phone were all saved in the phone by Xu Qingzhi. They were not saved on the card and could not be transferred. He had to re-enter the numbers one by one.

She taught grandpa step by step how to create a new contact.

The old man said: "Oh, this, that, oh, I know, Qingzhi, what's next?"

Operations that young people usually can figure out by themselves are particularly complicated for the elderly.

Xu Qingzhi patiently repeated over and over again, instructing grandpa on how to use it, and set up a quick call to reduce the difficulty for grandpa to understand.

Xu Qingzhi called again to check the mobile phone package. There were a bunch of weird ringtones and the like. The call package was ridiculously expensive, not cost-effective, and the data usage was low.

Xu Qingzhi didn’t know where these packages came from, so he canceled all the useless ones and replaced them with a normal package that included calls and data.

"Grandpa, you now have 2G of data traffic. It will be no problem to surf the Internet as long as you don't watch videos." Xu Qingzhi said.

Grandpa held up his phone, bewildered. "Two gigabytes is a lot? I saw some of them using their phones to video chat. Can I?"

"Sure, I'll help you download and register a WeChat account." Xu Qingzhi fiddled with her phone for a while and registered a new account. She added her own WeChat account first, then her father's, and then told Grandpa, "This is me, and this is my father. I've marked them all for you."

Xu Dongru could recognize the characters, but he just didn’t know how to operate them.

Xu Qingzhi also taught him how to send videos and voice messages to others. Forget about text messages. Her parents typed by hand, unlike young people who were used to using pinyin.

The old man pressed the talk button and glanced at his granddaughter, "Hello, hello, Qingzhi, it's grandpa. Is this correct?"

Xu Qingzhi said: "Grandpa, you have to let go, and then it will be sent out."

The old man loosened his fingers a little bit late.

Xu Qingzhi turned on his mobile phone, clicked on the chat box, and played it for his grandfather to listen. His grandfather's voice just now came from it.

——Hello, hello, Qingzhi, it’s Grandpa…

"Look, this way I can receive messages." Xu Qingzhi pressed the voice button on his side again, "Hello, hello, grandpa, it's me, Qingzhi."

A notification sound rang from Grandpa’s new mobile phone. When he opened it, he heard Qingzhi’s voice.

The old man was so happy that his mouth was wide open. "Mobile phones are so convenient nowadays."

"Well, if you have any questions later, you can ask me, and you can also add other people. But you don't have much data on your card, so don't keep it on all the time, or you'll exceed the limit. It's enough to send voice messages occasionally. The data is on like this, and off like this."

Xu Qingzhi also taught some basic operations, such as returning, shutting down, how to answer the phone and so on.

The old man was reluctant to put the phone in his pocket, so he carefully put it on the bed and gently pressed it with a pillow, saying, "Wait until grandpa finishes the peanuts, otherwise my hands will be full of mud and will dirty the new phone."

Xu Qingzhi casually moved a stool out and said, "I'll help you."

Three people sat in a row under the eaves near the door, shaking off the dirt from the fresh peanuts in a winnowing basket, cleaning them clean, and then tearing off the peanuts and throwing them into a winnowing basket used to dry the peanuts.

"Grandpa, why are you planting peanuts this year?" Xu Qingzhi asked.

Xu Dongru: "Your grandma loves salted peanuts. She always planted some in the fields in previous years. I missed the taste and thought of planting some so that I can cook some and eat them as snacks."

"Yeah, salted peanuts are delicious, and sugar-frosted peanuts are also delicious. Grandma has made them several times before." Xu Qing knew.

The old man smiled and said, "Wait until it's dried, and ask your dad to take some back to eat."

"Okay." Xu Qingzhi nodded. She would not be polite to her grandpa.

As she picked the peanuts, she would occasionally place the peanut on the side of her index finger, press it with her thumb, and cover the thumb of her other hand with this thumb and apply force, and the peanut shell would crack in the middle.

Sometimes there are three grains in it, sometimes there are two full grains, sometimes there are four, and even more exaggeratedly there are five grains.

Every time Xu Qingzhi peeled a lot of peanuts, she would show them to her grandfather and father as if she had picked up a lot of peanuts.

"Look, there are five peanuts in this."

Grandpa is usually the one who cooperates with her the most: "Oh, five-peanuts are not common."

Her father was standing beside them, smiling and looking at the two of them.

Xu Qingzhi can feel the joy of playing even when peeling peanuts.

"Dad, let's grow some peanuts next year. Peanuts can be used to extract oil, and peanut shells are a particularly good feed. None of them should be wasted." Xu Qingzhi also loved eating peanuts, but she didn't eat much. But because she loved eating them, she wanted to grow them.

Peanut shells are also a good feed component. They can be ground and mixed with rice bran, bran and other feeds to feed chickens, ducks and pigs. However, most people in rural areas don’t know that peanut shells are basically either burned or thrown away as garbage.

"Okay, just plant it if you want." Xu Fuqiang nodded.

Xu Dongru was thinking, "Right, the sweet potatoes in the field should be harvested soon. I can't eat so many, so you can take them back to feed the pigs. And the chestnuts and persimmons, I went up the mountain a while ago and saw that they should be harvested too. Fuqiang, if you are not busy in the field, call your two brothers to come and help me."

"I know. Just call me in advance and let me know." Xu Fuqiang also started to peel peanuts and eat them.

After a while, I ate one or two. They were very fragrant when eaten raw, and even more fragrant than the peanuts I remembered before.

"Grandpa, I'll help you too." Xu Qingzhi said.

Xu Dongru laughed cheerfully, "Okay, then we'll harvest the chestnuts first, then the sweet potatoes. There's no rush to harvest the persimmons later."

The persimmons grown by my grandfather have to be harvested while they are still hard. If you want to eat them, put them in rice for a few days and they will become ripe and soft.

Xu Qingzhi loved eating persimmons since she was a child, so after building a new house, she took roots from the old persimmon tree in the yard and planted them there. She felt that the persimmons at her grandfather's house were exactly the same as the persimmons that Xiaoyanzi stole in the play "My Fair Princess", big and yellow, and tasted very sweet.

When I was a child, there were so many persimmons that I couldn’t finish eating them, so my grandfather would give some away to others.

Later, some neighbors who didn't receive any food started gossiping behind grandpa's back, so he simply stopped delivering food. Sometimes, when he couldn't finish the food at home, he would take it to the market to sell.

Xu Qingzhi thought, "Grandpa, if we can't finish eating all the persimmons this year, let's make persimmon cakes. Persimmon cakes are so delicious. During the Chinese New Year, we still have to buy persimmon cakes. The persimmon cakes sold outside may not be as clean as the ones made from our own persimmons."

Once made, persimmon cakes can be stored for more than six months, and can even be eaten during the Chinese New Year.

"Can you do it?" Xu Fuqiang asked.

"That's not that difficult." Xu Qingzhi muttered, and said confidently, "Just search it online and you'll find out."

Now is the age of Internet informatization. As long as it is not a core technology, you can find a lot of tutorials on making persimmon cakes, bayberry wine, and other delicacies on the Internet.

However, some local specialties or unique home-cooked dishes cannot be found on the Internet.

For example, her mother’s homemade braised pork with ginger and ginger spare ribs.

Xu Qingzhi loves this the most. When she completed the mission of the King of Rolls in those worlds, she really wanted to taste this, but she doesn’t know how to make it.

Fortunately, after she came back this time, she looked at the kitchen door eagerly for several times and already knew how to make it. If there is any accident in the future and she goes to a place without her parents, she can make it herself when she wants to eat.

The old man never objected to his granddaughter's ideas. "Okay, if you want to make dried persimmon cakes, let's do it. When the time comes, make more and send some to your aunt. After your grandma passed away, your aunt's health was not very good, and I didn't go to see her."

The great aunt that grandpa was talking about was grandma’s biological sister.

Because Taoshui Village is further away, it is a village in another city, and this place is considered the border.

My grandmother used to be from Dongyang and married to Taoshui Village, but it’s quite far to go there. My parents would always go to weddings and funerals for a banquet, so it’s convenient to ride a motorcycle.

It is not convenient for people there to go to the market, and sometimes they have to walk a long way to go to the big market village.

Whenever the aunt came to the market, she would come to sit in the yard, visit grandma, and chat with the two sisters.

So Xu Qingzhi had some impression of that great aunt, because she looked very similar to her grandmother, so she remembered what she looked like and called her aunt, but she didn't know her name, how old she was, or where she lived.

"Okay, the persimmon cakes will be ready later. If you want to see them, just let Dad drive you there." Xu Qingzhi said.

The old man waved his hands and said, "No, there's no need to drive. I can just walk there. Driving consumes a lot of gas. Qingzhi, making money is not easy. Spend the money when you can, and save it when you can."

Xu Fuqiang said in a low voice: "Hey, you haven't been there for many years. I'd like to see you walk there by yourself to see if you can recognize the way and don't get lost."

The old man was embarrassed by the poking, his face turned red, and he knocked Xu Fuqiang on the shoulder with the back of his hand: "If I don't hit you, you won't know who is the father and who is the son."

Xu Qingzhi laughed out loud.

Xu Fuqiang dodged to the side and said, "Okay, I'll drive you there later, don't make excuses."

Only then did Xu Dongru slowly respond with a "hmm".

He hadn't been there for many years and he really didn't even recognize the road.