Qiao Lian'er searched her memory and remembered that this was Qin Bu, the widower from the north of the village.
Three years after their marriage, Qin Bu's wife died in childbirth, along with her unborn child. From then on, he never remarried and lived alone. Moreover, some people said that he was unlucky in marriage and that no one was willing to marry their daughter to him.
Year after year has passed, and now at thirty, he is still alone.
What is he doing at the Qiao family's doorstep? Qiao Lian'er walked over.
"Uncle Qin, is there something you need?"
"Oh, I... I have some extra food at home, more than I can eat by myself, so I'm giving some to the village. These are for your family."
As Qin Bu spoke, he handed the things in his hand to Qiao Lian'er.
"The jar contains pickled green beans, this is smoked sea bass, and this is smoked duck. There's not much, so please don't mind."
Qin Bu glanced at Qiao Yunni, who was sewing clothes under the eaves. She was focused on sewing a pair of pants, but seemed to be a little distracted.
Qiao Lian'er smiled but did not take it.
"Uncle Qin, these are pickled and won't spoil even if you keep them for a long time. You can keep them and eat them slowly."
Qin Bu was a little taken aback by the rejection. He considered his options for a moment and said, "Your family's land isn't very good, and the harvest isn't much each year. This is just a small token of my appreciation. Please accept it, Lian'er."
His words confirmed Qiao Lian'er's suspicion that he had come specifically to deliver things to the Qiao family.
However, this whole thing happened rather suddenly, and she didn't know whether to accept it or not.
Qiao Yunni also put down her work and came over.
Because guests had arrived, she walked a little fast, and her body swayed slightly.
Qin Bu immediately tensed up, raising his hand as if to help the person, but then held back.
"Yunni, be careful."
"It's alright, my legs are getting better every day." Qiao Yunni came to the door with a smile on her face.
“Brother Qin, although our family lives in a dilapidated house, we have enough to eat and use, so you don’t need to worry about us. Just take care of yourself.”
Qin Bu's face showed embarrassment, but he was still firm: "My family really can't finish eating, so please accept it. The Qiao family is already struggling, and you just came back from the Song family, so you've added two more mouths to feed."
As he spoke, he shoved the jar into Qiao Lian'er's hands and handed the smoked fish and smoked duck to Qiao Yunni.
Fearing they would fall, the two instinctively caught each other.
Looking up again, Qin Bu had already strode away, as if afraid they would catch up; he walked very fast.
Qiao Yunni looked at his back, then at the things in her hands, and was a little stunned.
Ten years ago, when she gave birth to Song Ruier, Song Laosan went to join the army. However, before joining the army, he was indifferent to her. This was the first time she had received care from a man.
“Mom, this Uncle Qin is here for you.” Qiao Lian’er winked at Qiao Yunni.
"Little girl, don't talk nonsense." Qiao Yunni pretended to be angry, but she felt a slight touch of emotion in her heart, but that was all.
Qiao Lian'er opened the jar, and a sour aroma wafted into her nose. A large handful of long cowpeas, weighing at least five pounds, were pickled inside.
Then look at the cloth bag in Qiao Yunni's hand: three smoked sea bass and two smoked ducks, all glowing reddish-brown and emitting a tempting aroma of meat.
In the countryside, where eating meat is a luxury, bringing out so much at once shows how much they care.
Qiao Lian'er didn't believe it and even sent some to other families.
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