At this moment, in the Lin family's courtyard,
Grandma Lan and Lu Qiuying sat in the courtyard, chatting with Grandma Lin.
"Grandma Lin, is your wine ready to drink yet?" Grandma Lan asked, fanning herself with a palm leaf fan.
Lu Qiuying looked at her grandmother in surprise, thinking that her grandmother was just trying to strike up a conversation.
Unexpectedly, my grandmother actually became friends with the old ladies in the village.
You can tell how close or distant someone is just by how they address you.
"If you want a drink, go find it yourself."
"Let's try it and see if it's safe to drink," Lin Atai said absentmindedly.
It was already dark, and Ayan still hadn't come back for dinner. She was worried, afraid that her granddaughter was hungry.
The chubby girl came back and said something, then hurriedly rode away on her bike again.
Grandma Lan got up, walked familiarly to one end of the courtyard, lifted the lid, and actually scooped out a small spoonful to taste.
Lu Qiuying's lips twitched. Her grandmother was really not being polite...
The rich aroma of wine filled the courtyard.
As soon as Lin Ziyan entered the courtyard, she smelled the aroma and her eyes lit up instantly.
Are we starting to drink the wine?
"Ah Yan, there's some food left in the inner room, come in and eat quickly." Lin A Tai breathed a sigh of relief when she saw her.
"Sister Qiuying,"
"Grandma Lan."
Lin Ziyan greeted them, then was urged by her grandmother to go inside for dinner.
"Did Ayan go to the shrimp farm?" Grandma Lan asked casually.
"Hmm, Grandma Lan, I'm coming out after dinner. Shall we have some wine together?" Lin Ziyan smiled mischievously.
"Okay, I'll wait." Grandma Lan's eyes curved into a smile, revealing the wrinkles around her eyes.
Lin Atai, "..."
She could only shake her head and chuckle, without saying anything more.
Drink if you want, the homemade wine isn't very strong.
Watching from the side, Lu Qiuying's lips unconsciously curled up into a smile. Her grandmother's interactions with the Lin family were just like…family…
After dinner, Lin Ziyan took a shower before taking a cup from the wooden cabinet and coming out.
These are wine glasses she bought from Sister Fang's shop.
When she first saw Ah Tai brewing wine, she got cravings and secretly bought some wine glasses to keep.
"Grandma Lan, use this glass." When Lin Ziyan took out the wine glass, everyone was stunned.
Lin Atai found the wine glass strange.
Grandma Lan and Lu Qiuying exchanged a glance, surprised that the Lin family still had wine glasses.
I've only ever seen Lu Qiuying at the Western restaurant.
"I went to Fangjie's store and saw something that looked unusual, so I asked her about it. She said it was for drinking wine, so I bought it," Lin Ziyan explained.
The group then came to their senses.
Lin Atai didn't think it was a waste. "Ayan, go get the wine. I'll go fry some melon seeds."
Grandma Lan followed Grandpa into the kitchen.
After Lin Ziyan poured the red wine.
Grandma and the others used white plates to hold the freshly roasted melon seeds.
"Ayan, may I call you that?" Lu Qiuying took a sip of red wine and started talking more.
Lin Ziyan nodded; she had a very good impression of Lu Qiuying.
Lu Qiuying is a cold-faced beauty with a unique temperament.
Who doesn't like a beautiful and approachable woman?
"Can I visit your shrimp farm tomorrow?" Lu Qiuying asked.
She didn't hide anything and briefly explained her job.
"I haven't been assigned to a specific city yet, so I'm taking this opportunity to come here and check things out before taking office."
Lin Ziyan nodded and explained the situation of the fishing village and the problems it was currently facing.
"If you want to get rich, build roads first."
"If coastal areas want to get rich, they must first build ports, then roads," Lin Ziyan said calmly, her eyes narrowed.
Lu Qiuying looked at her in surprise. This was what she had said to the interviewer during her job interview. She didn't expect that there would be someone in the fishing village who had the same idea as her.
The two chatted, drank, and shared their thoughts.
When she returned, Lu Qiuying felt that she hadn't had enough.
During tonight's long conversation, she expressed her anticipation and confidence in the unpredictable challenges of the future.
…
Two days later,
Sunlight shines on the windowsill, casting a square shadow of the window onto the table.
Lin Ziyan flipped through the book, finding several methods for treating saprolegniasis.
The annotations were all in English, and she found a notebook to translate a few key paragraphs.
If it weren't for the fact that she had memorized a lot of technical terms in her previous life in order to publish professional papers, she wouldn't be able to understand this book at all now.
Lin Ziyan breathed a sigh of relief and prepared to go to the shrimp farm to spray more medicine.
If this shrimp disease isn't cured, Uncle Chen and his colleagues will probably have psychological trauma.
She was right; Uncle Chen, standing by the shrimp pond, was extremely anxious.
The shrimp in the pond still looked listless.
They didn't dare feed the shrimp; they could only watch helplessly.
None of them slept well last night, and now they're slumped over, squatting at the entrance of the shrimp farm, smoking.
They were impatient, but being impatient won't help with shrimp diseases.
"Old Chen, do you think those shrimp will survive?" Wei Yu asked, his brows furrowed.
The anxiety that had eased slightly before has now been stirred up again.
"I don't know," Uncle Chen said, unsure of what to do.
He dared not have any hope, fearing he would be disappointed again like last time.
"If this doesn't work out, I'll have to try my luck in another province."
"It's impossible to fish in the sea. My mother always told me this from a young age, even if I ate sweet potatoes every day, she would never let me fish in the sea," Wei Yu continued, taking a puff of his pipe and blowing smoke rings.
"I heard that the neighboring province has opened up now, and a lot of factories have opened," someone nearby chimed in.
But they all knew in their hearts that they didn't really want to leave home.
They don't want to leave their hometown unless absolutely necessary.
"Wait a little longer." Uncle Chen stubbed out his cigarette, a glimmer of hope rising in his heart.
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