The other 100,000 or so yuan just added to the burden on the city's sewage system, so what's there to brag about?
Even so, some people still follow suit, posting their own living expenses. In Chen Hong's view, these people are all sick, seriously sick, and have incurable serious illnesses.
Such people should be sent to the apocalypse to experience the hunger of starving, so that their illness can be cured. As Consort Hua once said, it is very fitting here.
What's even more infuriating is that what you eat, drink, and use is your own business. As a celebrity, you're using public resources for self-promotion and promoting a bad social trend. It's really infuriating.
These people lead decadent lives. Besides eating and drinking, why don't they promote their other two behaviors online as well? They only know how to dance on the moral boundaries of the masses, yet they're also afraid of stepping on a sewing machine.
These glamorous people are just for viewing from afar, for eye candy; you must never take them to heart.
The fans and enthusiasts of later generations, who are idle all day long and can't even manage their own lives, yet they put their energy into these people, are simply reaping what they sow.
In her past life, Chen Hong's neighbor was just such a girl. She didn't work properly and spent all her time chasing after celebrities. You might think, "Fine, you can chase after them, but watching their dramas and listening to their songs will bring them traffic and income."
But she just wouldn't have it. She went around buying things that had been leaked from other people—T-shirts, hats, shoes, glasses. If she couldn't find something someone had worn, she'd buy the exact same thing.
You bought so many things that you can't even wear, what's the point? A monthly salary of seven or eight thousand yuan isn't enough for her to squander, and she's always chasing after her parents, crying poverty and asking for money.
If she had put the same passion she had for chasing celebrities into her parents, they wouldn't have been driven to the brink of despair, suffering heart attacks every day, yet they still couldn't bring themselves to hit her!
In her previous life, Chen Hong often took the children back to her rural hometown to participate in spring planting and autumn harvest, letting them plant and harvest by their own hands, so that they would understand that only what they earned through their own hard work and struggle is truly reliable and brings them happiness.
Daydreaming without any real purpose will never lead to a dream come true. Even if a windfall falls from the sky, only those who are prepared can catch it. Those who are unprepared are likely to get crushed!
After dinner, Chen Hong was sent to bed and rest by the two elderly people. Aunt Guo didn't even let her do the washing of dishes or pots.
Yu Yang clung to her, asking to sleep with his mother that night. Chen Hong agreed, and happily took a shower, grabbed her pillow, and ran to her mother's room.
Chen Hong knew her son was worried about her after she had been at sea for three days. She also missed her son very much. After taking a shower, Chen Hong went to bed early, leaving everything at home to the village head and his wife. Chen Hong felt very at ease.
Chen Hong slept until eight o'clock in the morning, when she was awakened by the sunlight outside the window. It turned out that Yu Yang had forgotten to close the curtains after getting up.
"It really is sunny on the face, I don't know why everyone's saying it's sunbathing on the butt. How can your butt be exposed to the sun? Don't you even cover yourself with a blanket when you sleep?"
Chen Hong was talking to herself, a habit she probably developed from going to sea alone; she often talked to herself.
After washing up and going downstairs, only Aunt Guo was at home. Uncle Village Chief had gone to the fields, and Yu Yang had already gone to school.
"Chen Hong, you're up! How are you feeling? Have you rested enough? There's some food left for you on the table, go and eat!" Aunt Guo asked her with concern.
"It's alright, I slept very well. It's so nice to be home. Have you eaten? Where's Uncle?" Chen Hong sat down at the dining table and picked up her chopsticks.
"Your uncle should go check on the fields. They need to be cleared out for planting. The fields are a mess, covered in dead leaves and dry grass," Aunt Guo said to Chen Hong while mopping the floor.
"Auntie, put it down quickly. I'll do it after I finish eating. You've been busy all morning. Sit down and rest." Chen Hong said to Aunt Guo while drinking her porridge.
Aunt Guo waved her hand, "This little bit of work won't tire me out. I've been resting for several months, it's time to get some exercise. I'll be starting to farm again soon."
"Auntie, what are you planning to plant this year? Are you still planting sweet potatoes?" Chen Hong asked.
"Your uncle said it's still the same few things: corn, peanuts, soybeans, and sweet potatoes. This year, we've grown a lot more sweet potato seedlings, and we're planning to grow more sweet potatoes. The new varieties that our families switched to last year are doing quite well."
They are smooth, straight, and red-fleshed, and they are especially sweet. As soon as they are dug up, someone will buy them, and the price is quite high, five cents a pound. An acre can easily sell for more than three thousand yuan. Apart from the effort required to make the ridges, growing sweet potatoes is the most worry-free and labor-saving method.
Don't buy any more seedlings this year; your uncle has already started growing seedlings for your family too.
"Okay, that saves me a lot of trouble. I don't have to go to the market to buy seedlings anymore. Your family shouldn't buy corn, soybean, or peanut seeds this year either."
I've already ordered seeds through an acquaintance; they're all new varieties, supposedly drought-resistant, insect-resistant, and high-yielding.
Later, you can check with Uncle Erhu's family to see how much each of you needs, and I'll bring it back from the city.
"That's great! We were thinking of planting the peanuts and soybeans we saved from last year, and buying some corn from the seed station in town! We're getting old and can't tell the difference between good and bad seeds. We just buy whatever they sell us, and only find out the truth after the harvest in the fall."
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