The onlookers gathered for a long time before they dispersed. Many brave young men even clamored to go to the execution ground to join in the fun. I wonder if they could sleep at night.
Chen Chunhua and Sanni didn't dare to squeeze into the crowd directly, so they pulled the tricycle to the side and waited until there were fewer people before leaving.
She was waiting there bored and scanning the crowd. Suddenly, she seemed to see a familiar figure again. When she stood up and looked carefully, it was gone.
"Aunt, what's wrong?"
Sanni felt that the hair on her aunt's body that had just been smoothed down suddenly stood up again, but the feeling seemed different from before.
Chen Chunhua shook her head and searched for a long time before she sat back on the bench and shook her head and said,
"It's okay, I probably saw it wrong."
She sighed inwardly again, "Let's go, most people have left. I'll take you to the farm. It's almost dark."
Sanni finally arrived at the farm before dark. The cotton botanicals had already opened their mouths, revealing the snow-white cotton.
There were already many flower pickers standing in the fields, moving back and forth through the snow-white cotton fields. The foreman had actually stopped hiring, but Sanni had been coming for several years, and the two of them were quite familiar with each other, so he still included her on the list.
"Do you want to put the things away first and start paying tomorrow, or do you want to start now?"
"Now!" Sanni said as she put her bedding aside, put on her gloves, picked up a large apron with a cloth pocket and tied it around her waist, walking towards the field. "It's not completely dark yet, every penny I can earn is a penny I can earn."
The foreman smiled and shook his head. This girl was known for being a hard worker, which was why he was willing to give her a backdoor to work.
Flowers are usually picked in the early morning or evening, preferably when there's a bit of dew. This is to prevent dried leaf fragments from getting on the cotton. Once on, they're difficult to remove. Black leaf fragments stick to the white cotton, making them conspicuous and seriously affecting its appearance.
During the cotton picking season, many people work by moonlight, so it’s not too late to start now.
Anyway, just pick all the flowers and shells and throw them into the cloth bag. When it is too late to pick them, pull them back and pick the flowers slowly to avoid sudden rain and yellowing of the cotton.
If the cotton turns yellow, the wages of the people picking the cotton will be reduced accordingly, because the quality is poor and the farm cannot sell it at a good price.
After sending Sanni off, Chen Chunhua asked along the way how to get to the night school in the county. People pointed to the county middle school. At this time, most of the daytime students had already left, so she went straight up and asked the old man at the door when the night school would start.
The old man said it would be in about an hour, around 7 to 9 o'clock every day. You still have to ask the director for the specific registration information, but the director should be in the cafeteria to eat now, so you can wait a little longer.
Chen Chunhua thought, since I'm here, I might as well wait.
Although it was already dinner time, she didn't really want to go buy something to eat.
She always said that Lin Guoqing was unwilling to suffer any hardship and would rather go home hungry to eat cheap meals than spend a few cents to buy something to fill his stomach outside.
But she's actually pretty much the same. She tries to eat at home whenever she can. Food outside is so expensive, and she didn't even bring any food coupons today. Isn't she saving money for building a house? She won't waste it...
Asking questions wouldn't take too long. Seeing that she didn't go back, Liang Shengdi would definitely cook for the children first... It was just that the old lady's hands really didn't shake when she cooked.
Her cooking skills weren't great either, she could only be considered to have cooked the food, but the portions were definitely generous and filling, she added oil and sugar without blinking an eye, even those two half-grown boys could eat until their belly buttons were upturned... Thinking of this, Chen Chunhua felt that she was actually a bit of a loser...
While she was leaning against the tricycle and sitting at the school gate waiting, many things passed through her confused mind, and she even thought of the figure just now.
Could that be Donghua? But if it was really Donghua, why didn't he come to find her?
So where did Donghua go? Seriously speaking, the last time they met was a lifetime ago.
In Shen Chunhua's heart, the only people who could truly be called her family were her two sisters. Unfortunately, she didn't know where Xia Hua had gone with that cadre's family, nor did she know where Dong Hua had gone and where she had lived.
The three of them are far away from each other and no one knows each other's fate.
God gave her a chance to live again, but unfortunately she was just an ordinary rural woman. She did not have the ability to change everything, let alone change the fate of others.
Or perhaps, being able to ensure that my family of seven are safe, happy, and living together in good health is something I am very grateful for...
"Niece's wife?"
I don’t know how long I sat there, but a familiar voice sounded beside the tricycle. Chen Chunhua came back to her senses from her spiritual world and turned her head to look.
"Uncle Caigen?!"
"Oh! It's really you! It's been so long since we last met. You and Guoqing haven't come to me to buy goods in the past two years. Are you doing something else?"
Qi Caigen, the vegetable vendor who contributed a lot to the driving of the tricycle under Chen Chunhua's butt, has a face that is much rounder than before, his clothes are clean and tidy, and his slightly gray hair is combed so shiny that it is hard to tell how much hair oil he has applied.
People who don’t know his background would never imagine that he is a farmer.
However, seriously speaking, he is no longer a farmer in the full sense of the word.
Two years ago, Qi Caigen rented the mountain behind the vegetable field where he had secretly planted vegetables before, and he did nothing but plant vegetables there.
He grows vegetables on the flat land, fruit trees on the hills, and raises chickens under the fruit trees. In short, not an inch of land is wasted. He does not sell the harvested vegetables and fruits individually, but mostly sells them in bulk at a small profit, and wholesales them to middlemen. Although the profit is small, there is no inventory and the vegetables will not rot in the fields.
In just two years, the family had already built a two-story house and reportedly bought the village's first television and first motorcycle...
Whenever Chen Chunhua went to deliver goods in her county, she would hear Qi Caigen's name. He was considered a well-known millionaire.
Chen Chunhua grinned and said to him politely, "I went to work in the factory during the National Day holiday, and I raise chickens in the village." She didn't mention the scale of her chicken farming, and at first glance, one would have thought she just raised a few chickens at home.
"I want to make some progress. I heard there's a mushroom class at night school here, so I want to come and learn. Then I can go home and grow some mushrooms myself. It can be considered a profitable business."
"Are you also here in the mushroom class?" Qi Caigen looked at her in surprise.
"Also?" Chen Chunhua was a little stunned. "Uncle Caigen is also attending the mushroom class?"
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