During the Spring Festival, from the first day to the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, it is the time for people in Ningcheng to visit relatives and friends. Xu Milu didn't have any relatives to visit, so she had some free time.
The Ping Pong grapes in the greenhouse have already started to bear fruit. Under the broad leaves, clusters of still green grapes are hidden. Although they are not yet ripe, you can already see that they are different from ordinary grapes.
Liu Mingji seems to be very busy lately, running between Beijing and Nanjing, as if afraid of missing any news about Ping Pong Grape.
The "Rice Food Shop" was closed for the past two days, and there was nothing on the shed that Xu Milu needed to watch over, so she simply made an excuse that she wanted to study cooking skills and moved to a courtyard in the suburbs.
Liu Hongmei initially disagreed, but considering that there would only be more people visiting to pay New Year's visits this year, she simply relented.
"Mom, I knew you were the best! You know I don't like seeing those aunts and uncles who seem to appear out of nowhere. Haven't you seen Grandpa running away to find some peace and quiet these past few days!"
Xu Milu hugged Liu Hongmei with a grin, while the latter gave her a light glare.
"That's true, but it's the New Year, can you just turn people away when they come to visit? Besides, your mother knows what she's doing. Before, she wanted to stay as far away from our house as possible, but now they're all rushing to visit. What's the reason for that?"
The other day, your aunt's mother-in-law was saying she wanted you to find a job for your aunt's sister-in-law after the New Year. I immediately told her off. Wouldn't I be just creating trouble for you when I'm not busy?
Xu Milu was unaware of this matter, and after thinking for a moment, she said:
"Then I'll just say no. I don't want to get involved with any relatives. By the way, Mom, while I'm away, please be careful with Xiaomi. Call me if anything happens."
Liu Hongmei said with a smile:
"What could be wrong? You'd better hurry up and go. The weather forecast says it's going to snow today, and the roads will be slippery and difficult to drive on. Remember to make some bone broth for Kaka, don't just feed it dog food all the time, and take your turtle away."
She patted her chest, her expression somewhat strange.
The clown turtle my daughter brought home is really ugly.
It's so bad that you'd be startled if you got up at night to use the restroom and passed by.
Xu Milu couldn't help but chuckle. She still didn't know what kind of turtle Ah Chou was. Not only could it eat and sleep well, but it also didn't hibernate in winter. Right now, it was circling around in her cotton-padded coat pocket.
She was about to leave, turning her car keys, when she glanced back and saw Liu Hongmei engrossed in a video call on her phone. She couldn't help but ask another question:
"Xiaomi, what has Mom been doing these past few days? She's been so busy."
Xu Minian chuckled:
"Sis, you don't know, do you? Those super big radishes you grew are selling like hotcakes online right now. Our neighborhood property management knows you. A while ago, they asked Mom if she could sell them some radish seeds at a high price. They're planted in the community's green belt. Didn't you notice when you came back?"
Xu Milu became interested as soon as she heard this. She had wondered before why Liu Hongmei wanted to grow giant delicious radishes, but now she knew.
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Xu Milu went downstairs and saw from afar that the grass that used to be a lawn had been completely torn up, and a huge patch of delicious radish sprouts was growing on top, lush and green, adding a few bright spots of color to the bare community.
Several elderly men and women were squatting on one side, enthusiastically tying up a fence. The bamboo fence, about half a person's height, was so tight that not even a small cat could squeeze through, let alone a person.
As soon as she approached, smiles bloomed on the faces of those elderly men and women, and they looked at Xu Milu as if she were their own granddaughter:
"If you ask me, it's the rice that really makes the difference. Look at this freezing weather, none of the other neighborhoods are as green as ours, are they?"
"Hey, Rice, are you going out?!"
"Look at Dami, she's grown so beautiful! I think she takes after her mother!"
"Hey, Grandpa, can I come over for a meal? Your window smells amazing when you open it!"
Xu Milu couldn't remember any of their names, but the other party was very friendly and insisted on inviting her to their home. Liu Hongmei declined, saying that she had something to do with her child.
"Grandma Zhou? What are you doing here?"
Xu Milu, an elderly woman squatting behind building the fence, recognized her at a glance: Aunt Zhou, the mother-in-law of Cui Mingyue and the wife of Grandpa Jiang.
She couldn't help but exclaim in surprise:
"I remember you don't live in this neighborhood?"
Aunt Zhou waved her hand, a hearty smile on her face:
“Hey! That’s all ancient history. Before, when we lived in Lanfang Garden, there was no one to talk to, and it was inconvenient to take our grandson to and from school. So we moved here. Look how nice this community is, it’s spacious and we can even grow vegetables.”
Everyone around laughed at this, and a middle-aged woman with wavy hair laughed and said:
"Your restaurant isn't open, and your Aunt Zhou is so anxious. That's why she moved here. She's been keeping an eye on you, watching when you go to the restaurant. She knows exactly when it's open, so she takes her grandson there for a meal. Her family hasn't cooked in ages—"
Xu Milu truly never expected that someone would go to such lengths for food.
You should know that Aunt Zhou used to live in Lanfang Yayuan, which was a high-end community. Not to mention the convenient transportation, the community environment and facilities were much better than those of the residential buildings.
This is a true foodie!
Aunt Zhou smiled broadly, showing no embarrassment at being exposed:
"Dami, come quick and take a look at these radishes! Our neighborhood is having a Super Radish Beauty Contest. Which radish here looks the best? Your mom is one of the judges!"
Xu Milu was dumbfounded. She never expected that her wife, Liu Hongmei, was so fashionable that she would participate in a radish beauty pageant.
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