Xia Jingshu: "Knowing it would snow, we should hurry up and get to work. We need to plant all these fruit trees today. If we delay any longer, they really won't survive."
If it weren't for Yu Rujia's spiritual spring water protecting them, these fruit trees wouldn't have survived until now.
Yu Rujia was the one who wanted to take care of the fruit trees; she felt uneasy if she didn't eat some fruit every day.
Apples are considered a good thing by others, but she really doesn't like them and only takes a bite when there's nothing else to eat.
Xia Jingshu does whatever Yu Rujia says, even if it's impossible, he'll find a way to make it possible.
There were too many things to do when I got back yesterday, so I didn't have time to plant fruit trees. I have to plant them today no matter what.
Xia Yuanqiang, who had nothing to do, came over to see what was going on when he saw them making such a commotion. He found a group of people digging a pit inside.
Xia Yuanqiang didn't follow them from beginning to end when they were moving things yesterday, so he didn't know they had brought back fruit trees.
However, the old house is very large. The house is used as an office and is well maintained, but the flowers and plants that used to grow on the open space outside have been cleared away and it is now completely empty.
They plan to wait two or three years until the situation is completely stable before replanting flowers and plants.
Upon learning that Xia Jingshu's family wanted to plant fruit trees on the vacant land, and recalling the fresh fruit he often ate in Shangfen Brigade, Xia Yuanqiang was tempted. Regardless of whether the trees would survive, he decided to give it a try.
Ru Jia's sect is Taoist, and they have many methods; perhaps they really can grow southern fruits in the north.
Xia Yuanqiang rubbed his hands together and picked up a hoe: "I'll plant with you."
Even though he was an eighty-year-old man, and his physical condition was similar to that of a fifty or sixty-year-old due to his internal strength, no one dared to let him make a move. The few people who were busy with the work all went up to stop him.
Xia Jingshu: "Grandpa, you're very knowledgeable. Could you help me see which locations are suitable for planting fruit trees? I'll have Duole follow you and take notes."
Xia Jingxing: "That's right, Grandpa. If my parents find out we let you do this, they'll break my legs."
Xia Yuanqiang was somewhat tempted by what Xia Jingshu had said earlier, but Xia Jingxing's words dispelled his interest. The older people get, the less willing they are to admit defeat.
Xia Yuanqiang craned his neck and said, "My body is in good shape, no worse than yours young people. Get out of my way, I'm going to dig a hole."
Even in his late twenties, Xia Jingxing was still a bit of a chuunibyou (a person with delusions of grandeur), never knowing how to read the room, and said in a carefree manner, "Grandpa, when people get old, you have to acknowledge them. You're already eighty years old..."
Seeing that Xia Yuanqiang's anger was growing, Xia Jingshu pulled Xia Jingxing, who was getting more and more excited, and interrupted him.
The quick-witted Duoshou took the opportunity to pull Xia Jingxing aside to prevent him from causing trouble.
Xia Jingshu sincerely praised, "Grandpa is very healthy. Judging from his appearance alone, he is no worse than a middle-aged man."
“You know us younger generation, we used to stay in school, and after graduation we stayed in Shangfen Brigade, so we didn’t have much experience.”
"Unlike Grandpa, who traveled all over the country when he was young and saw a lot of things, I still need your guidance on how to arrange these fruit trees. Thank you for your hard work, Grandpa."
Although Xia Jingshu's words were a bit exaggerated, Xia Yuanqiang found them very pleasing.
The old man said smugly, "You young people are so inexperienced. You need someone to guide you when you do something. Fine, I'll give you some pointers today."
He then let go of the hoe he had been holding, and walked around the yard with his head held high and his hands behind his back.
Xia Jingshu gave Duole a push, and the little guy, obeying the order, followed along, asking eagerly, "Great-Grandpa, do you think this place is suitable for growing grapes?"
Xia Yuanqiang pretended to observe for a moment, then said, "This won't do. We need to choose a bigger place to grow grapes..."
Seeing the grandfather and grandson chatting happily, Xia Jingshu nudged his younger son and said softly, "How about Duoyi goes to help Dad take care of Great-Grandpa?"
Duoyi obediently agreed and followed the lively group ahead with her short legs.
Xia Jingxing finally realized what was happening and gave Xia Jingshu a thumbs-up, praising, "Great!"
It turns out that Grandpa only walks when he's praised; why didn't he think of that?
Xia Jingshu said calmly, "Let's get started, lest Grandpa finds out we still have a lot of work to do after choosing a location and has to come over to help again."
Upon realizing this possibility, Xia Jingxing immediately stopped being cheeky and picked up the hoe, working hard to move it.
Duolu and Duoxi were both very strong, and each of them chose a spot and started digging.
Dorje Dorje was in charge of planting fruit trees and filling in the soil.
The two dogs were also busy, following their two young owners and using their paws to hold the tree so that the two young owners could fill the soil more easily.
Duole would occasionally come back and talk about the place Xia Yuanqiang had chosen.
The family worked with great enthusiasm; as soon as a pit was dug, a fruit tree was immediately placed inside.
By the time Xia Yuanqiang returned after selecting the location, the fruit trees had been almost completely planted.
Xia Yuanqiang nodded: "You're quite efficient at your work."
Duo Yi, who had been following Xia Yuanqiang for a while, imitated him by putting her little hands behind her back and walking back while holding her belly.
His arms are short, so he can't put both hands together like Xia Yuanqiang, but the little guy has his own way of doing it, putting his little hands directly on his back.
His already chubby little body, coupled with the thick clothes, made walking a bit of a burden, causing him to waddle around, looking like a penguin.
Hearing Xia Yuanqiang's words, Duoyi nodded her little head as if she understood, and said in her childish voice, "nimble."
The little guy's adorable appearance prompted his older brothers to rub and cuddle him, but he was already used to it and happily played with them.
The usually quiet courtyard became lively, and Xia Yuanqiang's lips unconsciously curled up into a smile.
When no one was around to cause trouble, Yu Rujia added a spirit-gathering array and a temperature-regulating array to the courtyard.
As the formation was set up, the few plants in the courtyard visibly stretched out the few leaves on the trees.
Lunch that day was prepared by Gao Shujing and several children. Xia Jingxing held the bowl and ate heartily, but he still couldn't stop eating.
Xia Jingxing: "It's so good that Fourth Brother is back. The food at home has improved a lot."
Xia Jingxing was an unemployed bum. When Yu Rujia's family came to the capital, he cooked most of the food at home. Others would occasionally cook some as well, but their skills were far inferior to those of Gao Shujing's family.
Han Meifeng was satisfied with the meal, but she didn't want to see her prized son-in-law being used as a cook by her foolish son.
This stupid son has never been good at anything since he was a child, and he eats everything without leaving a trace. I really don't understand how such a shrewd person could give birth to such a stupid son.
Han Meifeng gave him a disdainful look: "Jingxing has nothing to do at home. Learn more from your fourth brother. Your skills need to be improved."
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