However, Jiang Zhi herself had never given birth and did not know how to deal with Qin Shi's anxiety. She could only say some comforting words: "Don't worry! Sister Xia is experienced. If she says it's okay, then it's okay. She even pulled Tao'er's mother back from the brink of death when she was in such danger."
Qin rubbed her handkerchief and said, "That's what I think too, but I just don't feel comfortable."
This knot in his heart can't be untied. Xu Genqing's father and grandmother have long since turned to dust, and you can't dig them up and beat them up.
With Jiang Zhi constantly reminding her to be considerate of Lianhua and Genqing, Qin Shi has now learned to use her own past suffering to show compassion for them, and she is behaving quite well.
She didn't want to torment her son and daughter-in-law, so she had to keep her anger to herself.
If you're going to hold it in, then hold it in. This isn't something you can solve by playing PUBG, unless you have another baby.
After rambling on for a while, Qin went back, but before leaving, she asked hesitantly, "Sister Jiang, was it really because Li Laoshi slapped me that he threw Yang Laosan into the latrine that day?"
Jiang Zhi nodded, looking serious, and said, "That's what Li Laoshi said. I didn't know."
"Oh, he's so petty! I'm not seriously injured."
Qin left happily.
Jiang Zhi sighed: "These two are definitely capable of something. But now is not a good time to bring it up."
Qin is in her thirties, but she seems like an inexperienced child, still clueless about these things.
Even Wang Xiaoju noticed the signs, but she remained completely oblivious.
However, considering that she only had a superficial understanding of matters between men and women, she certainly didn't know what love was.
That Li Laoshi was always glib and never told the truth; he had often teased and amused Qin Shi in the past.
Now, Qin Shi probably takes whatever Li Laoshi says as a joke.
Jiang Zhi felt sorry for Li Laoshi. He was always dishonest and talked nonsense, and now he was finally going to get his comeuppance.
Moreover, Lianhua is about to give birth, so Qin will be very busy.
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Under the scorching sun, the two families' houses were still under construction.
I was initially worried about rain, but now I'm hoping for it. These past few nights, a few raindrops have fallen sparsely, not even wetting the soil.
After several days of fetching water to save the crops, the water in the ditches and embankments quickly dried up, and every family began fetching water from the well.
Xujia Village has a large well, enough for the entire village to use, but the wellhead is in a limited space, making it crowded when drawing water.
Moreover, some people were in a hurry to get water for their homes, while others were carrying water to the fields.
In the past, such a situation would definitely have resulted in a fight over water.
Especially for some local residents and some outsiders, it is inevitable that they will have to go through physical fights to satisfy everyone's requirements.
But this year, Xujia Village was quiet, and the workshops had already developed a rigid habit of using "one bucket of water".
Wang Xiaoju said that each household must select enough water for the day in the morning.
Then, lots were drawn to determine the order, and water was carried into the land according to the order of position.
So, every household would fetch water home in the morning, leaving the rest of the time for the land.
Five or six more days passed in everyone's anticipation, and finally the sky turned gloomy, a cool breeze blew, and it was going to rain.
Everyone was overjoyed, hoping for rain soon. After almost a month of drought, the crops were barely able to survive; even pesticides only made them half-dead.
At this time, all the villagers, men and women alike, went out to quickly build up the weirs and canals in preparation for storing as much water as possible.
Xu Changshou stood by the courtyard and looked at the crowd running around on the field ridges.
He had been back in the village for more than ten days, except for the first day when he went to plead his case to Grandpa Xiaoman and Jiang Shi.
The rest of the time he only visited his elder brother and other members of the Xu family, and did not cause any trouble.
Having lived outside for two years, always keeping a low profile, he had long since gotten used to it.
Xu Changshou knew in his heart that he was not well-liked in Xujia Village, especially in front of Xiaoman's family.
Land is the lifeblood of farmers; if they want to seize good land, they will completely offend others.
Chang Geng now loathes him to the core. The reason he's ignoring him now is because he's busy repairing his house. He'll probably make things difficult for him later.
Moreover, I've heard that Chang Geng's son, Xiao Man, is a daring and ruthless person who has even managed to obtain an official position. He's someone you can't afford to mess with!
Xu Changshou was quite surprised that Granny Jiang could become the village chief.
He had already heard that Jiang was not elected by the villagers, but was forcibly appointed by Zhang Juntou, the man who spanked people.
Xu Changshou has been busy for the past ten days or so, and he has thoroughly investigated the situation in the village through conversation.
The person who farms the land every day is Xu Genyou, the nephew of the family, and a few other migrant workers.
The mosquito coil workshop is run by my nephew's wife, and the medicine shop is also busy with Xiaoman and Genqing every day.
Granny Jiang only knows how to busy herself with this and that, and she doesn't even know how to befriend the town's officials.
Xu Changshou used his own way of thinking to try to figure out this unusual phenomenon and then give a reasonable explanation.
The conclusion is that Granny Jiang was lucky. She knew a little about herbs, knew how to eat oak seeds, and got this incredible opportunity by sheer luck in meeting Zhang Juntou and the county magistrate.
So the county magistrate entrusted such a good place as Xujia Village to a shrew who knew nothing, just because she knew her a day earlier.
If it weren't for Granny Jiang's advanced age, ugliness, and wickedness, Xu Changshou would have wondered if the county magistrate was blind to have taken a liking to this peasant woman.
What a pity! What a pity!
If I hadn't been relocated elsewhere, I would definitely still be the village chief, and all those mosquito coil workshops and medicine shops would be mine.
Seeing his beautiful land become someone else's property, Xu Changshou was filled with mixed emotions, both excited and annoyed.
He truly regretted his actions: why did he only focus on that half-acre paddy field and anger Zhang Juntou, thus losing these opportunities to make money?
No, I must stay. I must reclaim my position as village chief. I must plan carefully.
Thinking of the village guard named Ma Guan who always carried a big stick, and Xiao Man's family who supported the Jiang family, Xu Changshou suppressed his impulse: We can only outsmart them, not outrageously!
Next to Xu Changshou, who had already planned his brilliant life, Xu Yaozu squatted on the stone embankment, enjoying the cool breeze and staring blankly at the busy crowd.
Neither the father nor the son showed any intention of helping with the work.
After watching for a while, Xu Changshou said, "Yaozu, you should still come into the mountains to carry herbs tomorrow! If we want to stay, we need to have our own house, which requires money to buy wood."
Xu Yaozu shook his head upon hearing this: "That sounds nice, but you only have to carry it once a day. You have to cross five mountains to earn thirty coins for that one trip."
"I'm not going. You go if you want to. That kind of work is inhuman."
He's almost thirty years old now and has never worked in the fields.
In previous years, my brother-in-law and sister-in-law came to work. They only picked up a hoe a few times in the last two years after the war. They were forced to work because they had no food to eat.
Now that we're back in Xujia Village, with plenty of food and drink, why would we do dirty or strenuous work again, unless we become managers like Gensheng?
Looking at his disappointing son, Xu Changshou sighed inwardly: If only Yaozu were as obedient as Xiaoman and Errui, who would do whatever Jiang Shi asked them to do, but his son was impossible to persuade.
Being lazy is fine, but having the cleverness of Gengsheng is also good; at least you can take the money and go into the mountains to be a lord.
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