Chapter 150: Suffering is the way to grow up
Lu Mingjiang hummed, "Even if they want to borrow money, they have to wait until all the grain is collected. It's a good thing that they can find a partner. Once they get married, they can breathe a sigh of relief."
Zhang Hongying sneered: "What are you relaxing about? Are you relieved just because your daughter-in-law comes home? It's still a long way to go! If she is diligent, capable and smart, it would be fine. But I'm afraid she is lazy and cunning. With Wang Mingfang's temper, there are still chaotic days ahead." Isn't Gao Xiulan's family next door a living example?
Her elder sister-in-law Gao Xiulan is such a smart and kind person. For so many years, they have never quarreled with each other. But now that she has a daughter-in-law, things are still a mess. There are problems every other day. As a sister-in-law who can talk to each other and has a good relationship, Gao Xiulan will nag her when she has nothing to do. After all, there are some things that can only be said by women to women. What's the point of saying them to men? It's useless.
Lu Mingjiang rubbed the corn kernels for a long time before speaking, "That doesn't mean you shouldn't look for a partner. If the younger generation doesn't have a partner, they won't have a family. How can the older generation accompany the younger generation for a lifetime? People have to know when to interact with others. Once you get married and have a wife, you're an adult. When your children grow up, parents should worry less, talk less, and meddle in their affairs. Then peace will naturally come. Everyone has their own way of living. Who can control anyone else's life forever?"
Zhang Hongying strongly disagreed with his words: "What nonsense! Don't you need to teach people how to live? If a young person has no one to guide him and teach him, how can he be so unlucky as to become the head of his own household?"
"Who taught us back then? We've been groping our way through half our lives. Without bumps and bruises, how can we feel pain? Without suffering, we can't grow up."
The couple was chattering outside, but the distance and the two doors between them had no effect on the people in the house.
If it weren't for the rice still to be harvested, Lu Dongping would have been so crazy that he would have thought that rain during the busy farming season would be the best thing. He wouldn't have to go to the commune or the fields, and could just stay in the house and watch over his young wife all day.
It’s been more than a month since we got married, and we haven’t had such a good time being intimate yet!
The kerosene lamp in the room was still on, emitting a faint glow. Lu Dongping was wearing a sweater that Wen Wan had just knitted that afternoon. Wen Wan knelt on the bed, looking it over and over: "The length is just right, but is it a little too big? It doesn't feel very close to the body."
Lu Dongping moved his arms: "I think it's good. I can wear an autumn sweater inside. In case I gain weight again, I can still wear it." He knew very well how long it took to knit this sweater. He felt that he could wear it for the rest of his life, so it was better to be bigger than smaller.
As he said that, he took it off, folded it neatly and put it in the closet.
I blew out the oil lamp as soon as I got into bed, and the room suddenly became dark. When no one was talking, the only sound was the two people's shallow breathing.
Wen Wan had taken a nap in the afternoon and was no longer sleepy. Lu Dongping had also taken a nap during the day, but he couldn't fall asleep either. He reached into her clothes and began to fiddle with her. Wen Wan thought about the two of them having sex in the house during the day. She grabbed his hand but couldn't get rid of it. She kicked his legs with her legs.
Lu Dongping raised his leg and clamped the mischievous leg. He bit her fleshy earlobe lightly, then kissed all the way down.
What Wen Wan feared most was his patient and meticulous teasing. Every time he did that, she felt like she wasn't herself anymore, completely distorted and embarrassing. She gritted her teeth and tried not to make any embarrassing noises, but he pushed her even further. Her head went blank, and she froze.
She randomly pulled the hair on his head and called him: "Lu Dongping, Dongping, why do you always want to do this? We just did it during the day." Are you tired? Don't you feel tired? She felt really tired.
Lu Dongping's gentle movements suddenly became heavier, his body moved up a little, and his voice was hoarse: "Are you uncomfortable?" But he was very comfortable, almost happy to death.
He moved his hand slightly again, and when he felt it was about time, he moved to another place and grabbed her leg.
Wenwan passively hummed and moaned as she pounded him, and after slowly and completely accepting it, she unknowingly hooked her arms around his neck, and even later, wrapped her legs around his strong waist.
The soft moaning sound was very similar to a strong erotic drug, which stimulated Lu Dongping so much that he couldn't stop and wished he could keep going like this forever.
After fooling around for most of the night, Wen Wan was so exhausted that she didn't even know when she fell asleep. When she woke up, the room was already bright. She heard voices outside and she sat up suddenly, gasping for air. Her legs were in so much pain that she couldn't move at all.
The most terrible thing is the time on the watch. It's past nine o'clock, and there seems to be no sound of rain outside. Is it sunny? It's over. She covered her face. This has really become a lazy wife. She slept until this moment.
The rain stopped temporarily, but the surroundings were foggy early in the morning, and something like water mist fell down densely, like drizzle. Standing in the open dam for a while would get you wet.
Since she couldn't go to work and everyone at home was there, naturally no one would come to call her.
Lu Minghai came over and called Lu Dongping, asking him to go to the warehouse with him after dinner, take out the mixing barrels and mats in the warehouse and clean them up, and go to the fields to harvest rice as long as it didn't rain.
After the father and son finished their conversation at the edge of the yard, Zhang Hongying finished cooking in the kitchen and called out to Lu Dongping, "Wanwan hasn't gotten up yet?"
Lu Dongping glanced at the room over there and said "hmm". He should not have woken up yet. He did go to bed a little late last night.
"It's time to eat, go and call them."
After saying that, Zhang Hongying added, "You are older than her, so you should be more careful when making trouble."
Lu Dongping paused, and after realizing what his mother meant, his face, which was usually thick-skinned and tough, became unusually hot.
After dinner, the fog in the sky finally dissipated, and the clouds gradually moved towards the middle of the mountain. It looked like the sky was going to clear up.
Lu Minghai shouted for people to start working, and Lu Donglin ran around like a puppy to help him notify people. Soon, every household started to work.
When Zhang Hongying went out, she called out to Wen Wan, "Wan Wan, Mom is leaving. Remember to lock the door wherever you go."
Wen Wan responded and left.
Lu Donglin and Lu Chun'e went to pick a lot of pig grass in the morning, which was enough to feed the pigs for two days. If she didn't go to the fields, she would have nothing to do at the moment, so she simply took out all the cloth in her hands and thought about making clothes.
She had prepared the sizes long ago, so she just had to cut the materials, which was also quick. Cotton-padded clothes are more complicated than single clothes because you have to put cotton and add lining. There is a sewing machine for locking the edges, but the threading has to be done by hand.
If we put all this cloth together, it would be enough to make a piece of clothing for the whole family. If we work hard, everyone should be able to wear new clothes before the New Year.
She thought of Lao Wen and her grandparents who were far away in the capital, and thought about asking Lu Dongping if he had time after she was done with her work. She wanted to go to the county town again to see if she could buy something suitable to send back.
The weather was sometimes good and sometimes bad. Lu Minghai had become accustomed to such weather during the autumn harvest. He led the members to harvest all the rice while it was not raining.
As soon as the weather cleared, they dug it out to dry in the sun, and piled it inside the shed as soon as it was wet. They were so busy that it felt like guerrilla warfare. The rice grains, because of the rain, had a bad color, blackened by the flames above, and no longer had the golden color they had when they were still in the ears.
There are always people on the wheat field.
As for Wen Wan, she had no free time at home either. The whole family went to work, and she had to stay at home to do the logistical work.
She doesn't need to cook breakfast, but she will make pancakes and soup at noon and send them to the fields. In the evening, she will cook dinner so that her family can eat when they get home from work.
During the busy holiday, she not only made two sets of clothes, but her cooking skills also improved dramatically. For example, she can now not only make pancakes with mixed flour, but also make vegetable pancakes with various vegetables. In addition to pancakes, she also learned how to make steamed buns with instant noodles.
In the past eighteen years, she never thought that one day she would be so virtuous and capable.
Because of the weather, the autumn harvest was delayed. The two-week busy holiday ended quickly, but the gloomy weather lingered. Wen Wan woke up in the morning to eat a ready-made meal and hurried to school. When she returned at noon, she had to cook for herself, including the workers. She also had to take care of the pigs in the pigpen. In the afternoons, she would bring a bamboo basket with her to school. After school, she would walk with Lu Donglin, picking grass for the pigs as they walked. By the time she got home, there was enough for two meals for the pigs.
With Lu Donglin's help, cooking lunch was easy. There was only enough food at home, so she only needed to think about what to eat. She would be busy in front of the stove while Lu Donglin would light the fire behind it. As usual, they had pancakes for lunch, but Wen Wan had come up with some new ideas.
She lavishly took out several of the wild duck eggs that Xu Qingming had sent her a few days ago, and instructed Lu Donglin to go to the field to cut some leeks, which she had washed and chopped in advance, and added salt and chili powder and eggs. After the noodle sauce solidified in the pot, she turned it over, scooped a spoonful of eggs and leeks on top, and waited for the eggs and leeks to solidify on top before rolling it up.
The smell of leeks and eggs filled the air. Lu Donglin sat behind the stove, pursed his lips, and looked into the pot from time to time. Then he pretended nothing had happened and looked away with difficulty.
Wen Wan usually doesn’t cook porridge at noon, but just pancakes, and brings a pot of boiling water.
After finishing the meal, she and Lu Donglin ate a little first. After finishing the meal, they wrapped the pancakes in steamed buns and put them in a basket with a few bowls on it as usual. They carried the kettle and the bamboo basket and prepared to deliver the meal, and go to school on the way.
Just after packing the basket and before he had time to lock the door and leave with the bamboo basket on his back, Li Laiying arrived at the gate of the yard, holding his stomach and looking pale.
Wen Wan was startled: "What's wrong with you?"
Li Laiying's forehead was covered in sweat. "Wen Wan, my stomach hurts, I feel like I'm about to give birth. Can you help me call someone? Please help me call someone."
Wen Wan called out to Lu Donglin, and Lu Donglin responded without even bothering to pick up the basket. He ran out of the yard.
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