The millet has sprouted, and the first batch of vegetables planted have all grown too old, so Yu Yin picked them to save for seed.
As for the operating principle of the space, Yu Yin still doesn't understand it. It's like harvesting mature crops; they're still moist, but if you leave them in a small square for three or four days, they become dry and ready to be threshed.
The space is always in a daytime state; there is no night, no sun, and it's neither too hot nor too cold—it's just that magical.
The same goes for the first batch of vegetables. Yu Yin watched them grow from seedlings to flowering and fruiting, then to bearing abundant fruit, and finally to gradually wither and become seeds.
The chicks in the coop have grown into adult chickens; thirty eggs laid thirty chicks. Judging from the combs, there are seven roosters and the rest are hens, so achieving egg abundance is no longer a problem.
The spring water is still so plentiful, still so crystal clear. I can imagine big fish and small shrimp swimming around in it, with lotus flowers blooming above and plump lotus roots below. How beautiful!
Write this down in my notebook: My top priority lately is to get some fish and shrimp to raise in the spring water, and also get some ducklings to put in there. Salted duck eggs, oily salted duck eggs with millet porridge... Ah, I can't think about that now, I'd better hurry up and find out where I can find some ducklings.
Over the past few months, Xiao Yu, the accountant, has filled several volumes of her ledgers with notes and scribbles, recording both realized and unrealized events—all traces of her life.
Yunnan Province has many waterways, with rivers of all sizes intertwined.
Dahe Yuyin stopped thinking about it; it wasn't something she could get her hands on, there was no chance.
If you focus your attention on the small streams and waterways, there is still some hope.
"What are you doing?"
When Lu Shurui got home from get off work, he saw Yu Yin struggling with her old mosquito net.
"You're back. I want to make a net and catch some small fish and shrimp to change things up."
“This won’t do. It needs to be semi-circular, otherwise the fish will escape and there won’t be a bottom.”
Looking at the bamboo ring she had painstakingly crafted, which was neither perfectly round nor square, Yu Yin sighed and thought, "Oh well, my skills aren't up to par."
“An’an’s dad, you seem to have experience. Show us a few dishes, your daughter likes to eat fish.”
"Come on, what else can my daughter eat besides breast milk? Your excuse is so half-hearted."
Lu Shurui is not the same Lu Shurui she used to be; she gets blushing easily when Yu Yin makes her blush.
"Mommy wants to eat fish, can Daddy eat fish too?"
Lu Shurui was completely speechless and silently took over the work, making a fishing net to catch fish for An'an's mother.
Few children who grew up in Shanghai haven't been to the sea or caught fish. Even a quiet boy like Lu Shurui, who preferred reading to running around, once lingered by the sea, reluctant to leave.
This is where the advantage of having a man in the family becomes apparent; you can easily shift the blame. I also discovered some of Comrade Lu's good qualities and made a note of them.
Yu Yin couldn't help, so she went to look after the two little ones.
A few days ago, the bamboo products Yu Yin customized arrived. They're really nice; the wardrobe is very sturdy, and it makes hanging clothes in the room much neater. One of the advantages of bamboo is that clothes will develop a pleasant bamboo scent after being stored for a while.
The large tatami mat was placed at the entrance of the first floor, covered with a thin blanket, so the two little ones could roll around on it freely without falling off. It was more than fifty centimeters off the ground and not damp.
"Ah, ah..."
Accompanying the cries of "Ah ah" was a trail of drool, all stringy.
Recently, the two little ones have been teething, drooling a lot and liking to chew on things. Since there aren't any teething toys like in later generations, Yu Yin can only wash her hands, wrap gauze around her fingers, and gently rub them.
Later, Yu Yin used flour and cooked pumpkin to make noodles about the thickness of a finger, baked them until dry, and gave them to the two little ones to chew on. It worked well, but it was messy—drool and flour crumbs everywhere—ah, the sight was unbearable.
Lu Shurui wasn't exaggerating; his hands-on skills are truly impressive. The semi-circular bamboo frame was perfectly constructed, without even needing to measure. An old mosquito net was sewn onto it, and handles were even attached—it's both aesthetically pleasing and practical. Thumbs up!
Yu Yin held the fishing net and gestured around the yard. It felt like she had a chance to catch fish.
"Ah, Lu Shurui, you're so handsome! I like you so much!"
Yu Yin threw down the fishing net, ran over excitedly, and hugged Lu Shurui, jumping up and down.
Our Comrade Lu blushed instantly as Yu Yin's bold declaration and soft body rubbed against him.
Yu Yin's behavior seemed to be taking advantage of Lu Shurui.
Lu Shurui raised her hand, hesitating whether to hug Yu Yin, who was bouncing around like a bean, but then she turned and ran away.
I felt a little regretful as I put my hand down.
During the break, Yu Yin was forced to stay home to look after the children, while Lu Shurui left with a fishing net, claiming she couldn't swim. "I just went to the stream; the water wasn't even waist-deep, why would I need to swim?" Lu Shurui must be jealous that she gets to go out and have some fresh air often, while he's stuck at home with the kids, so he made up an excuse to slip away.
Having no other choice, Yu Yin could only stay and chat with the two little ones in Martian language.
"Your father is too cunning, he just ran away like that, I haven't even caught a fish yet."
"Ah, ah..."
"Don't you think your father went too far? He has no sportsmanship and just went to have his fun."
"Ah, ah..."
"What are you all saying? Mom didn't understand."
"Ah, ah..."
The three of them stared at each other, trying to communicate without understanding each other, and he had to wipe their drool from time to time.
The little one, who is a little over five months old, can roll over quite easily and might be able to sit up soon. Occasionally, Yu Yin picks them up and lets them sit on the bamboo couch for a short while. Because they're too young, Yu Yin usually doesn't let them sit.
Sometimes, the two little ones lie side by side on the bamboo mat, straining to climb forward.
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