Huang originally just wanted to reason with Zhao Minggeng, but the more she talked, the more she felt that it made sense, and the more frustrated and sad she became.
She couldn't help but burst into tears, which terrified Zhao Minggeng.
He felt like he was utterly wicked. If he continued to be so pathetic, what if something happened to his own daughter? No, there was no "what if".
Zhao Minggeng suddenly seemed to have a breakthrough.
He was no longer filled with resentment; it was just studying, he could handle it.
Zhao Qingyan, who was fiddling with the printer in the space, faintly heard Huang's crying and quickly came out of the space.
"Grandma, Grandma, what's wrong? Who bullied you? I'll go beat her up."
Before she even arrived, her voice preceded her arrival; Zhao Qingyan began shouting from outside the door.
As soon as I entered, I saw Zhao Minggeng comforting Huang Shi. "Dad, what's wrong with Grandma? Did you upset her?"
His sharp gaze startled Zhao Minggeng.
He felt that if he nodded at that moment, his daughter's little fists would hit him.
"No, no, how could I dare?"
Your grandma is worried that when you get married, your family won't be able to support you, and she's afraid you'll suffer a lot of grievances.
It's all my fault. Daughter, don't worry, starting tomorrow, I'll study hard and pass the imperial examination.
I must ensure my precious daughter has a powerful family to rely on."
Zhao Qingyan was a little dumbfounded.
"What the hell? I'm only 12, okay? I'm still a child."
"You're already thinking about my marriage? Isn't that a bit too early?"
As Huang gradually calmed down, she stopped crying, pulled Zhao Qingyan aside, and kept apologizing, saying that she was useless and so on.
Zhao Qingyan...
Alright, since everyone cares about her so much, Zhao Qingyan might as well take this opportunity to encourage her father.
"Since Dad thinks so too, then Dad will work hard. I will be your strongest financial support."
"In the future, if I share any money-making ideas with my daughter, I won't have to worry about them being stolen."
Zhao Minggeng... He wants to go into the mountains to find his father right now.
Fortunately, there's no one else at home now; my brother and sister-in-law have both gone to the fields.
Otherwise, the elders would be covered in tears and snot, which would be quite undignified.
Zhao Qingyan recently mastered the secret to pleasing Madam Huang: delicious food.
Take out a ten-inch fruit cake, and look, the old lady's face immediately brightens like the rising sun.
Thanks to Zhao Minggeng's outing today, Zhao Qingyan finally found a reason to smuggle supplies out of the country.
He took out a rack of spare ribs, plus ten pounds of pork belly, and then took out a chicken.
Dinner was prepared by Ms. Huang, directed by Zhao Qingyan, with Zhao Minggeng assisting.
"You're back! Quickly wash your hands and eat. Grandma made such delicious food tonight! Braised pork belly, steamed spare ribs..."
Zhao Qingyan was reciting the names of the dishes to her brother and sister-in-law in the courtyard.
"Slurp, Third Sister, stop talking, or Second Brother's saliva will start dripping."
Everyone burst into laughter.
They ate in silence, not uttering a sound, and ate their food in complete silence. It was so delicious that they all sprawled out in their chairs, rubbing their bellies, completely disregarding their image.
After finishing their meal, they didn't rush to clear the table; they just left it there while the family sat and chatted.
"Grandma, I checked today. The rice seedlings in those few acres of paddy fields are growing reasonably well, but there are a lot of weeds."
The rest of the land is all empty.
Previously, although the rain had alleviated the disaster and the refugees had been resettled, we went into the mountains.
Grandpa even came to our field today to talk about this.
"Grandma, what else do you think we should plant? Should we go up the mountain and call my dad and brothers back?"
Zhao Qingshan said.
"Yes, it rained a while ago, and the water level in the river is not high enough for farming."
I'm also worried that if it doesn't rain later, planting will be a waste of time.
Since the few acres we planted can still produce some seedlings, we should take good care of them.
That rain the day before yesterday was truly a lifesaver. As for what to plant, I'll discuss it with your grandfather later.
Huang replied.
Zhao Qingyan thought for a moment and then raised her little hand.
"Grandma, we don't necessarily have to grow grains. We can consider growing vegetables."
We've been thinking about what we can do to make money, so why don't we go to town or county to make food?
"The vegetables we grow are perfect for our own consumption, isn't that great?"
All eyes were on Zhao Qingyan's face, waiting for her to continue.
"Hey, don't look at me like that, it makes me shy."
It was meant as a joke, but unexpectedly, Zhao Qingyan's face turned genuinely red after she said it.
The reason was simple: she felt that what she had just said was too pretentious.
"How about this, Dad, come with me to town tomorrow. We'll buy some ingredients and I'll cook you some fresh food."
That way, you'll know whether it's suitable to grow vegetables in our yard.
Everyone nodded in agreement.
The next morning, before the rooster had crowed more than a few times, Zhao Qingyan was woken up by her own father.
"Daughter, get up. Didn't we say we were going to town today? Hurry up and come with your dad. The things at the market are fresh this morning."
Zhao Qingyan groggily turned over, intending to continue sleeping.
The knocking on the door persisted relentlessly.
Completely annoyed by the noise, Zhao Qingyan responded impatiently.
I dozed off again and almost fell asleep.
Suddenly, as if remembering something important, she scratched her head and finally got up, fighting off her sleepiness.
When I opened the door, I saw my father still standing there, a fawning smile on his face.
Zhao Qingyan had intended to give her father a hard time, but seeing him like this, she burst out laughing.
After a quick wash and dressing, I put on my modified clothes and went out with my dad without even having breakfast.
After leaving the village and walking for a while, Zhao Qingyan took out a few meat buns and two cups of soy milk from her spatial storage, gave one portion to Zhao Minggeng, and ate the other portion herself.
Fortunately, mules are quite intelligent, so there was no need to lead them by the reins. The father and son leisurely ate breakfast in the cart.
"Dad, to be honest, why did you call me out so early? Don't you want to eat breakfast at home?"
Zhao Qingyan asked directly.
Zhao Minggeng did not hide his thoughts.
"That's right, your food has spoiled them."
The food your two sisters-in-law make is really not very good.
Putting everything else aside, just look at those noodles. Perfectly good white noodles, boiled in plain water, with a few leafy greens and an egg—what a delicious meal!
It was clean and refreshing, but they insisted on adding a spoonful of lard to it.
"Tell me, who can stand eating such greasy food first thing in the morning? It's such a waste of perfectly good food."
Zhao Qingyan was delighted upon hearing this, and then burst into laughter.
"Dad, you're getting too big for your britches."
Before, every time we bought fatty pork, you would always grab a slice of that fatty meat and say it was delicious.
Every time I cook, I hope the chef will add two extra spoonfuls of lard, otherwise the dish will taste like it's been boiled in water and I won't feel any appetite.
"You've only been here a few days, and you're already complaining about lard?"
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