After hearing this, Qian Chunhua thanked him repeatedly. She was very satisfied that the senior cadre had such an attitude. Now it was different from the past. Hongbing followed the youngest brother to collect herbs, and the wages alone were several hundred yuan, not to mention the money earned from collecting mushrooms, herbs, and digging truffles.
Now their family is waiting for Xiaofang to give birth to the second child, pay the fine, register the child's household registration, and build a yard like the one for the youngest child's house.
Zhou's father took Director Lin, Secretary Xu and the others to see his own sweet potato and potato fields to prove that his eight acres of land were still being used to grow crops and were not being used to grow cash crops.
Zhou Datian also praised their family, saying that their land was well planted and the harvest of potatoes and sweet potatoes was much better than his.
When Director Lin and his team saw that his family did not plant anything else on the land, they said some encouraging words and followed Secretary Xu and his team with satisfaction.
The people from above said that everything was fine, and the villagers who followed the Zhou family to grow herbs were relieved and went home.
Watching Director Lin and his party walk away, Zhou's father felt relieved. Looking at the wormwood growing well in the field, he smiled and said, "Fortunately, I asked Datian before planting and didn't plant these acres of land, otherwise it would be troublesome."
Li Qiuyue happily pulled Yang Chunyan and said, "That's good. From now on, we can grow herbs and sell them peacefully!"
Qian Chunhua was also happy for the Zhou family, "Fortunately, I was worried about your family."
"Thank you, elder sister!" Mother Zhou held her hand gratefully and looked at Ma Chunhua who was helping to speak. "Little Ma, thank you!"
"Why should you thank us? We also planted a lot along with your family!" Qian Chunhua and Ma Chunhua said in unison.
The Zhou family returned along the same route. Li Qiuyue thought for a moment and said, "Aunt Qian, you are well-informed. Go back and help find out who is the black-hearted person who reported us."
Qian Chunhua curled her lips, "Who else could it be? I think it was most likely that bastard grandson of the youngest Xiong who did it."
Ma Chunhua shook her head. "It shouldn't be. I saw Zhou Sufen and the two kids from Xiong Laoer's family also planted a lot of mugwort."
"So what? Xiong Er's son is not his son." Qian Chunhua looked at Zhou's father and his three brothers walking in front of her and said with a gossipy look on her face, "I heard that Xiong Laoyao can't have children, so his wife went back to her parents' home."
Ma Chunhua lowered her voice and said, "No wonder I saw his wife leaving with a cart of things that afternoon."
"Even the stuff was taken away. It must be that the youngest bear found something wrong."
Yang Chunyan also found it strange when she heard a few women talking about whether Xiong Laoya could have children. Xiong Laoya had a child in his previous life, but he lost him in this life. Was that the retribution he deserved, and it was fulfilled in this life?
Thinking about how I often heard Xiaoqian and the others talk about parallel universes, have I returned to my previous life, or am I in another universe?
When I returned to the herb farm, I saw the old man and Lao Xiazi waiting in the backyard with Xiao Jiuer and Xiao Long. "I heard that someone from above came to investigate our herb farming. How is the investigation going?"
"It's okay. Just like what Datian said, as long as they don't occupy the land allocated by the village, the higher-ups won't care what they plant on their own wasteland."
"That's good." The old man happily picked up the fish on the ground, "Xu Kun and I went to the river to fish. We'll cook fish tonight."
Seeing a long string of fish of different sizes strung on the vines, Zhou's mother smiled and walked over to take them, "Uncle Shrimp, let's eat here together tonight."
The old shrimp was not polite and said with a smile: "That's the idea."
Everything was fine, and the family went to work separately. Zhou's mother cooked with her grandson, and Yang Chunyan and her sister-in-law washed the herbs. After the three generations of the Zhou family and Lao Xiazi harvested the Cistanche deserticola and Polygonum multiflorum from Yang Chunyan's house, they went to Zhou Huaishan's house to harvest.
Yang Chunyan and Zhang Xiuxiang carried a basket full of Codonopsis pilosula upstairs and spread it thinly on the roof. "Sister-in-law, I see that Codonopsis pilosula has also bloomed. We should be able to pick a lot of fruits this year."
"Some of them have already borne fruit. With so many flowers blooming this year, there must be a lot of fruit. I don't know if I can sell the ones I can't finish eating."
"It's not worth selling it as fruit. When the fruit is ripe, take it home, dry it, and spread it in the forest. The price of wild codonopsis is better."
"Chunyan!" Li Qiuyue and Zhao Huifang also came up carrying a basket of chicken shit vines. "Who do you think will report us?"
Yang Chunyan thought for a moment, "In the village, the ones who have the biggest grudges against our family are Xu Feng and the eldest family, besides the Xiong family. It must be one of these three who did it."
"How could I forget about that crazy bitch Xu Feng?"
"It shouldn't be Xu Feng. She can't write."
"It's either her, or one of Xiong Laoya and Zhou Huaixing."
"We'll know after dinner when I ask him." Li Qiuyue gritted her teeth and said, "Once I know who did it, I'll pick up two loads of manure and throw it at his door."
Yang Chunyan said with a smile: "If it's Xiong Laoyao and Xu Feng, we'll go and splash them too. We're just afraid that when they ask, they'll find out it's Zhou Huaishui. What should we do?"
Zhao Huifang nodded, "That's right, grandpa is still here, and if he sees our two families quarreling, it will be troublesome if he gets angry."
Li Qiuyue thought for a moment and said viciously, "Let the third and youngest brothers put sacks on him and beat him up like a bastard."
"whee!"
Yang Chunyan: "I heard from Sister Ma that Zhou Huaixing has been very honest recently, driving a tractor to transport goods every day. Li Yinfu even boasted outside that he can earn 40 to 50 yuan a day, and several households in the village also want to buy tractors to transport goods."
Li Qiuyue: "A dog that eats shit cannot live without a toilet. If Zhou Huaixing can change, the water in the new river will have to flow backwards."
The sisters-in-law were talking excitedly when Zhou's mother called out from downstairs, "Chunyan, Qiuyue, come and see what the two little ones are doing."
Yang Chunyan leaned over to take a look, and saw Xiao Jiuer standing in front of the stove at the door of the oven room, clumsily picking up the fish on the ground with tongs in both hands, apparently wanting to pick it up and stuff it into the stove.
Zhou Xiaolong, who was standing by, was drooling and waiting anxiously while holding a fish. It turned out that the two brothers were cooking fish, luckily they didn’t know how to light the fire!
"You little rascal, what are we going to do with the long fish?" Li Qiuyue screamed and ran downstairs quickly.
Yang Chunyan followed him downstairs. Zhou's mother had already run out hot water. She and Li Qiuyue grabbed one each and washed their faces and hands. "These two little rascals are very naughty. They do bad things in the blink of an eye."
Li Qiuyue patted Zhou Xiaolong's butt gently, "Of course not, now you can walk, you are so naughty, you ran to the chicken coop to pick up eggs the moment you missed them, and you broke two eggs this morning, your hands are covered with chicken shit, but you don't even know it stinks!"
When little Jiuer saw Yang Chunyan coming down, he twisted his body and pointed at the stove to complain, "Grandma is bad, Jiuer is cooking fish and eating it."
"You deserve a beating!" Yang Chunyan slapped him on the butt. "I don't know where you learned this from. You put things in the stove and cook them?"
Zhou's mother laughed and said, "It was Jiaming and his friends who learned it. They learned it by watching them cook taro, sweet potatoes and red potatoes!"
Li Qiuyue said with a smile: "You know what, the two brothers are quite smart. They know how to use the tongs to pick up the fish and put it into the stove!"
"You're still praising me?" Zhou's mother glanced at her. "Fortunately, there was no fire in the oven. If there was, the two kids would have carried the fish directly into the oven. What do you think we should do?"
Yang Chunyan and Li Qiuyue couldn't help but feel scared when they thought about it, and decided to teach them a lesson so that they would remember it!
Zhao Huifang came down carrying a bamboo basket. "Jiaming did this when he was a kid. He stuffed sweet potatoes into the stove and his hand got burned by the fire. I realized it when he started crying."
"Then let them both get a scald later, and they will know what's good for them later."
After washing the two children and changing their clothes, Yang Chunyan took Xiao Jiuer to the kitchen, held him in her arms and sat in front of the stove, pointing at the red-hot firewood inside, "It hurts when it's burned. Don't put anything in it anymore."
The little guy looked up at her and said, "Jiu'er, grill the fish and eat it."
"You're not listening!" Zhou's mother glared at him in front of the stove and said to Yang Chunyan, "Look, you're still thinking about cooking fish. Once you open the oven, it will be troublesome if you do something bad."
Yang Chunyan thought about it and went to find a long sweet potato. She led him back to the stove and handed it to him, "Here, cook it yourself."
The little guy took the sweet potato without any hesitation and moved towards the stove. Yang Chunyan opened her arms and stared at him intently, ready to pull the child back if anything went wrong.
Xiao Jiuer took the sweet potato and walked to the stove. Just as she stretched out her hand to the stove door, before she could pass it in, she was burned by the scorching flames and quickly stepped back two steps. She threw away the sweet potato and turned around to throw herself into Yang Chunyan's arms, stretching her hand towards her, "It hurts! Blow it!"
"Okay, Mommy blows on it!" Yang Chunyan held his hand and blew on it a few times. "If you want to eat something in the future, tell Mommy and Grandma and we'll cook it for you. Got it?"
"Hmm!" Xiao Jiuer looked at the fire in the stove, stretched out his hand to hit it, and quickly retracted it, "Oh no, it hurts!"
"Don't make a fire now that you know it hurts." Zhou's mother smiled and brought the fish to the stove. "Go call the old man back for dinner. Grandma will fry the fish and make fish soup for you!"
"Mom, let's have dinner, old man." Xiao Jiuer took Yang Chunyan's hand and walked towards the back door.
After work and dinner, Zhou's mother urged Zhou's father and Zhou Huairong to go to Zhou Datian's house to inquire about the news.
The two went to Zhou Datian's home and Secretary Xu's home. Both said that they didn't know who did it. They only heard Director Lin say that they received an anonymous letter that was put directly into their mailbox without going through the post office.
The father and son went home and told their family what they had said. "Secretary Xu said that he would go to the city one day to ask Uncle Xu for help to find out."
Zhou Huaishan said angrily, "They believe anonymous reports? They don't even take the slightest responsibility for falsely accusing others. So in the future, should we write an anonymous letter to sue anyone we don't like?"
"Who are you going to sue?" The old man glared at him. "As the old saying goes, if people bully others but they don't kill them, and if God bullies people but they don't let grass grow, we are just ordinary people. We are so lucky that the higher-ups haven't wronged us."
Zhou's mother also said, "Third son, listen to your grandfather. If you don't want others to know, then don't do it. We don't know who did it now, but the truth will come out in the future. Those who wrongly accuse others will suffer retribution." (End of this chapter)
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