Dinner was finally served in the evening, and the whole family sat around two tables on the kang, having a great time.
There were seven babies in total on the kang, including the youngest baby Dun Dun.
This is quite the gourd brother, seven brothers on one vine.
Yufang stewed the pork elbows and trotters, as they couldn't be kept in the summer, so at Xiaomin's urging, they simply cooked them all up and everyone ate to their heart's content.
Xiaofeng and Xiaofu can eat by themselves now. They chew the food with their little cheeks and it tastes so delicious.
The triplets and Xiao Ya were taken care of by four adults, one of whom was holding one of them while they ate.
The little girl sat in front of her sister, took a bite of the delicious meat, and smiled.
After the kids answered their questions correctly, the four adults had their meal.
Li Xianghai had worked a day and was hungry, so he ate three bowls of sorghum rice porridge with stewed meat.
Lian Xiaomin grinned as she watched. It had been a long time since she saw people eating like this. In this atmosphere, she could finish a big bowl of rice herself.
"Uncle, how is your class going? Is it going well?"
She bought that job as a purchasing agent from Wang De, the director of the cotton mill and now the deputy director.
"It's pretty good. Compared to farming, it's much easier than ever! And I can get a raise in the future."
Li Xianghai said with a smile.
Don't underestimate this salary of more than 20 yuan per month. Compared with farmers who grow crops, this income is like heaven and earth.
There is no need for wind and sun exposure, and a drop of sweat falls to the ground and breaks into eight pieces.
Xiaomin felt at ease now that her aunt's family had settled down.
After dinner, we stayed for a while longer, until half past eight, when the kid got sleepy and we started walking home.
Lian Xiaomin carried Xiaoya, who could not even open her eyes, on her back, while Xiaofu ran in front with the little yellow dog "Diangua".
The night in Sandaogou, the quiet little village, everything familiar is so different from Hong Kong Island.
The old ladies who were still enjoying the cool under the big tree in the center of the village were still gossiping about all sorts of things.
There was nothing to do late at night. Not to mention a TV, not many families even had a radio.
Lian Xiaomin overheard and found that they were actually saying that there would be a movie showing in the village the day after tomorrow and everyone had to go and watch it then.
It’s been nearly two years since I came here through time travel, and this is the first time I’ve seen a movie shown in the production team. It’s pretty good, I’ll go and experience it when the time comes.
She then thought of teacher Zheng Ying, who had acted in movies, and Sun Qingping, who had worked as a director.
When I happened to pass by the cowshed, I used my mental power to observe how they were doing.
Huh? Why is there a young man in the room of those two people? I have never seen him before.
He doesn't look very old, maybe around 16 or 17 years old. Judging from his appearance, he is most likely Zheng Ying's child.
His father is indeed very handsome. That movie was filmed by him ten years ago. Even Xiaomin had seen it in her previous life and knew what he looked like at the peak of his appearance.
But now that he has been demoted, he must be in a very bad state, whereas this young guy looks really energetic, and his face looks like his father when he was young.
Even the clothes he was wearing were torn... and dirty.
The two men were now standing under the dim kerosene lamp, both with sad faces, not saying a word, and no one knew what had happened.
Over there, Sun Qingping was secretly making some noodles on a small stove, as if he was going to feed the child.
While doing it, he said: "Man is made of iron and rice is made of steel. You can eat some for a while. When you are full, we can think of a way..."
Lian Xiaomin took her younger brother and sister-in-law home first, went into the house, washed them both, and then lay down to sleep under the mosquito net on the big kang.
She slowly closed her eyes and fell asleep. She would see what happened to Zheng Ying tomorrow.
The next morning, Xiaofu and Xiaoya woke up early. It seemed that they had developed the habit of waking up on time at their aunt's house.
Lian Xiaomin cooked some rice porridge and gave each person a salted duck egg, which was breakfast.
The two little kids ate with relish. No matter how good their aunt’s life was, they didn’t have rice porridge every meal, so how could it not be delicious?
They both knew that their sister was back and that there was meat to eat and many more delicious foods. They slurped up the fragrant rice porridge and duck egg yolks, and their sweet expressions on their lips and tongues were quite funny.
"Xiaofu, let me give you a new pair of sandals. The soles of your previous pair are broken. You are really good."
Lian Xiaomin took out a pair of new yellow sandals for his younger brother. It seemed that he had been walking around a lot and had become a "good walker" in the village.
"What did Brother Puppy take you to play?"
Xiaofu touched the new shoes with his chubby hands and grinned.
"My brother said that I don't have to go to school now because school will start soon, so he can't take me to play slingshot. Sister, why do I have to go to school?"
Since the village primary school has been reopened, Xiaogouzi must go to school there.
"All children have to go to school. You are still young. You have to go in two years. Once you learn to read, you will be able to read those picture books by yourself in the future."
I thought that Xiaofu’s elementary school life would probably begin in Hong Kong.
She doesn't care how high her younger brothers and sisters' academic level is in the future. As long as they have correct values and grow up happily, that's enough.
Children have their own destiny in life, and they should talk about things according to their own circumstances.
As for herself, she had studied at a key university in her previous life, and she had no interest in studying at another university in this life. What use would a diploma be to her? It was a waste of time.
Knowledge and abilities are within you.
However, she tried her best to respect her child's future ideas in everything. This was the only way of raising a child that a single person in her previous life could think of.
This morning, Lian Xiaomin was at home playing with her two children, reading picture books and telling stories to them, and running, jumping and kicking a small ball in the yard.
It was not until after lunch and when the children had taken a nap that she locked the gate and walked towards the cowshed.
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