Feeling this way, Zhao Wei lowered his head and wrote quickly, his words expressing his undisguised urgency:
"Master: Yesterday, there was another incident. The mother wolf had a difficult birth and struggled for half a night before giving birth to four black cubs, who looked just like Dahei."
"Yunxiu was clamoring to eat sour apricots last night, so I asked Erxiao to go up the mountain to look for them. I'm afraid they're hard to find this month, but I don't know where to buy them. I regret not preparing in advance. It's really a pity."
"The rice seedlings in the experimental field are growing well, but the weather is too dry. I have to keep an eye on the irrigation canal every day, fearing that there will be water leakage somewhere. Expert Yan said that it is time to apply topdressing at the beginning of next month. I mixed some farmyard manure according to the recipe he left, but I don't know if it is in accordance with the rules."
"The most important thing is that Yunxiu's belly can't wait. You also know the conditions in the countryside. I'm really unsure. If you don't come back, I really won't be able to sleep at night."
"If you delay any longer, your disciples will no longer recognize you as their master. Your disciple Zhao Wei respectfully presents you!"
After writing, Zhao Wei folded the letter into a square and stuffed it into an envelope. He then quickly walked to the gate of the yard. Er Laizi was rubbing the mud off the soles of his shoes on the stone mill with his bag on his back.
"Do send this, and address it clearly."
Zhao Wei handed over the envelope and stuffed two dollars into his pocket, "Use expedited delivery."
Er Laizi put the letter in his pocket and patted his chest to assure: "Master, don't worry, I'll take care of it! I'll go to the post office when I get to the city and guarantee that it will be delivered within three days!"
He jumped onto the donkey cart parked on the side of the road. When the driver whipped the donkey, he turned around and shouted, "I'll come back to drink when the wolf cub is one month old!"
The sound of the donkey cart wheels rolling over the gravel road gradually faded away. Zhao Wei turned and walked towards the experimental field. As soon as he reached the ridge, he saw Huangmao squatting by the canal in a daze.
"What are you looking at?" Zhao Wei patted his shoulder. The yellow-haired man pointed at his reflection in the water and laughed, "Master, look, these rice seedlings are not even ankle-high. They are much stronger than the ones before they were destroyed."
Zhao Wei squatted down and ran his fingertips across the rice leaves: "These are seedlings that can save lives. We have to watch them like we are serving our ancestors."
He suddenly remembered something, "Oh, by the way, do you know where to find sour apricots? I'll find some for your mistress."
Huangmao scratched his head: "The wild apricots on the mountain are ripe now, but maybe someone picked a lot and dried them as a snack. Can this Master's Wife eat it?"
"This is fine too. This preserved fruit is the best. I'll take as many as you can get. Please go and look for it!"
Seeing that nothing was wrong, Huangmao went there happily.
He went to another village.
The people in their village don't have any sour apricots. There are plenty of fruits in the summer, and they eat apples, peaches, pears, and many plums.
These apricots are too sour. Unless there is a pregnant woman in the family, someone will go to pick them. Otherwise, no one will like them.
Besides, there is an old saying that apricots are harmful to people. In their Yushudun, there is no such thing as eating apricots.
When she returned home, Yunxiu was sitting in the yard basking in the sun, sewing a cloth nest for the wolf cub with needle and thread in her hand.
She originally wanted to make small clothes for the baby in her belly, but she thought it was too early and was afraid of being laughed at, so she endured it.
Wang Caigu came out of the kitchen carrying wontons. The steam fogged up her reading glasses. "Hurry up and let your wife eat it while it's hot. I put two poached eggs in the soup."
Yunxiu scooped up a wonton, blew on it, and suddenly put it to Zhao Wei's mouth: "Try it too, mom's cooking skills are getting better and better."
Zhao Wei opened his mouth to catch it, and inhaled because it was so hot, which made both the mother and daughter laugh.
The low howling of a mother wolf was heard from the woodshed. Zhao Wei went in carrying a bowl of meat soup, and soon the baby humming of a wolf cub was heard.
The afternoon sun was warm. Zhao Wei sat on the doorstep weaving bamboo baskets, preparing to build a sunshade for the rice fields.
Yunxiu dozed off on his shoulder. Her belly was not even round enough to be seen, but she was very sleepy. She slept for more than ten hours a day.
Unfortunately, the rare tranquility of that day was soon broken by someone.
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Next door to Lijiaao.
Huangmao passed by here with Zhao Wei's instructions.
There was some conflict between Lijiaao and Yushudun. A few years ago, the two villages had even fought because of a forced marriage.
This time, many villages in the surrounding area came to their village to dig canals to fight the drought, but the people of this village did not move.
They are either arrogant or lazy.
Of course, there is still some resentment and unwillingness to bow to the people of Yushudun.
Anyway, they can borrow water from other villages or dig canals from other villages. It's the same thing. Moreover, it can save a lot of trouble. It's so smart.
Huangmao was a little nervous, but when he thought that he was just passing by here and there shouldn't be any problem, he gritted his teeth and went into the village.
In the village's threshing ground, several men were playing Pai Gow with their bare chests, with cigarette butts scattered all over the ground.
When Huangmao passed by here, he was stopped by a bearded man: "Huh? I recognize you, you are from Yushudun, what are you doing here?"
"From Yushu?" The young man who was originally having fun immediately dropped what he was holding and surrounded them: "Well, you are so brave that you dare to come near us. You don't want to live anymore, do you?"
Huang Mao clenched his palms and smiled a little stiffly: "Brothers, please make way. I'm just passing by here. You can't even block my way!"
The bearded man sneered and kicked over the stool next to him: "Why should the road in our village be given to you people from Yushudun to use?"
Someone nearby immediately started to make a noise: "That's right, you won't forget the immoral things your village did so quickly, right?"
Huang Mao quickly explained: "That's all in the past. It has nothing to do with me..."
"Bah!" The bearded man glared and swung his fist. "You said it doesn't matter, then it doesn't matter? I also said that every wrong has its perpetrator, and it's you who is at fault."
Huangmao was caught off guard and was knocked back, bumping into the millstone, causing his lower back to go numb.
He wanted to run, but was surrounded by several people.
Some pulled his hair, some kicked his legs, and cursed: "I'll let you be so arrogant! I'll make you have no descendants! Let's see if you dare to mess with people from our village again!"
These words made Huangmao so angry that his liver hurt. The person who did the evil thing was a bastard in their village. He had already suffered retribution a long time ago. He didn't expect that now, he would have to suffer for him. This was simply an unprovoked disaster.
But, the yellow-haired guy was in great pain and was not someone to be trifled with.
He pounced on him with red eyes, grabbed the bearded man's legs and bit him, making the other man scream in pain.
At the same time, he subconsciously practiced the boxing and kicking skills that Zhao Wei had taught him.
After punching and kicking them, he realized that these people were just paper tigers. He defeated many of them with just a few punches and kicks.
As a result, these people all looked at him with wounds, and the murderous intent in their eyes seemed to become more and more obvious...
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