On a foggy rainy day, in the golden wheat fields, many figures bending over to harvest can be vaguely seen.
"Yang Bin, I made some ginger tea. Drink some first and then continue working."
Song Ruan took the kettle and walked towards the wheat field. Chen Hongying, who was in the wheat field next to her, suddenly stopped her.
"What were you talking about with Jianguo's grandma just now?"
Song Ruan looked at her defensive look and found it funny: "Why don't you ask her what she said? You know that no matter what I say, you won't believe it."
"Song Ruan, do you want to ruin my marriage?"
Zhao Jianguo and her grandmother have been quarreling with her aunt's family recently and are becoming increasingly dissatisfied with her.
But she was about to succeed. She was about to marry an educated youth who came from a wealthy family and had good education. She would no longer have to be at the mercy of her great aunt and be an unappreciated peasant. How could she be abandoned at the critical moment?
"Are you suffering from paranoid delusions?" Song Ruan was too lazy to pay attention to her.
"Song Ruan!" Chen Hongying stretched out her hand to stop her, "Brother Jianguo and I are getting married soon. Since we were playmates in the past, could you please not ruin my plans?"
Song Ruan was surprised and amused: "You are talking to me about love?"
Chen Hongying held her hand tightly, her eyes fierce: "I beg you."
Song Ruan glanced sideways: "Chen Hongying, I'll say this for the last time, I don't like rubbish men like Zhao Jianguo."
Looking at Yang Bin walking towards her, Song Ruan smiled unconsciously, "Zhao Jianguo has nothing that can compare to Yang Bin, don't you think?"
Yang Bin, who was walking over, just heard these words. He couldn't help but pause, warmth rising in his eyes, and he felt that all the tiredness of the day was swept away.
This rainstorm lasted for a week, and less than 30% of the wheat in Dongshui Village was harvested. One percent of it was moldy, and the rest rotted in the fields.
Fortunately, the village chief reported to his superiors and was exempted from paying the public grain tax this time, so each household was still able to get some food.
The wheat fields have to wait until the water dries up before new crops can be planted, so everyone has free time at home these two days.
Song Ruan was making braised chicken and red date cake in the kitchen.
At noon, Yang Bin brought over a pheasant. The 40 chicks in her space had grown up and the hens had started laying eggs, so she took out a rooster that didn't lay eggs and made braised chicken together.
Anyway, some of the meat would be distributed to Yang Bin's family, and she was also going to ask her eldest brother to give some to Wu Xing, so they couldn't tell the exact amount of chicken. In this way, the chickens she raised in the space could legitimately be integrated into their meals.
The red date cake was made with some leftover flour and sugar, so she made it when she had nothing to do.
"Song Ruan——"
"Wu Xing? Why are you here?"
Wu Xing took off the bamboo basket on her back and put it on the ground. "I went up the mountain to pick up some mushrooms and wild vegetables today, and I thought I'd bring some over to you."
Song Ruan put down the work in her hands and walked over. "That's great. I can cook two more dishes today. I'm going to make red date cake and braised chicken today. It's a good opportunity for you to take some home. I originally wanted my brother to send it to you tonight."
"No, no, you can just eat it, I have some at home." Wu Xing waved her hands. She just sent some worthless mushrooms and wild vegetables, how could she take someone else's chicken back. ..
"It's okay. Yang Bin hunted this chicken in the mountains. It doesn't cost any money."
Song Ruan could see that Wu Xing was too cautious and unconfident when it came to matters related to her and her elder brother.
"Wu Xing, can you help me make the red date cake? My parents and brothers are all out, and it's just right that you're here and can help me."
"Of course." Wu Xing took a deep breath. She felt more comfortable having work to do, so she couldn't help but smile gratefully at Song Ruan.
"Please help me stir the flour in this bowl."
"Okay." Wu Xing took over the job, and soon, the two began chatting in a harmonious atmosphere.
"When I came here just now, I saw that there seemed to be people getting married in the village, but they also seemed to be arguing. I don't know what's going on."
Song Ruan thought for a moment and replied, "It should be Zhao Jianguo and Chen Hongying getting married, but they didn't have a wedding banquet, they just said it was just a family meal. As for the quarrels, I don't know, anyway, they quarrel almost every day these days."
A family cannot have two people who want to be in charge. Aunt Chen Hongying is used to being in charge of the family, and it just so happens that Old Mrs. Zhao is also a person who has the final say, and she insists on living together. How can they not quarrel every day?
"So those were Zhao Jianguo and Chen Hongying. Your eldest brother told me about them. So, the one in red is Chen Hongying. She was pushed by that man on the road. I happened to pass by and helped her up. I wouldn't have helped her if I had known." Wu Xing said indignantly.
Song Ruan's eyes sparkled: "Well, my sister Wu Xing is really good to me. She is just like my brother, helping relatives but not helping others."
"No, no, no." Wu Xing shook her head and smiled. "We are helping our relatives and being reasonable. How can they be reasonable?"
"What are you talking about so happily?" Song Wen heard laughter as he walked into the yard.
"Brother." Song Ruan looked up.
But he found that his elder brother's eyes were glued to Wu Xing: "You are here?"
"Yeah." Under Song Wen's eager gaze, Wu Xing glanced at Song Ruan, and seeing her playful expression, she couldn't help but turn her head away, not daring to look at Song Wen again.
Song Ruan smiled and said, "Brother, take Wu Xing around for a walk."
"No, I'll stay and cook with you. How can I let you do it all by yourself?"
Song Ruan waved her hand: "No, really no, I really enjoy cooking and don't feel tired at all."
Wu Xing wanted to say something, but Song Ruan quickly pushed them out.
After all, she is a discerning sister-in-law. She needs to let them spend more time together and get married soon.
But what Song Ruan didn't expect was that her wish came true so quickly.
In the evening, Song Ruan's family, as well as Yang Bin and Yang Moer, drank tea and ate cakes while chatting in the yard.
Unexpectedly, Song Wen came back with injuries all over his body, holding Wu Xing and a little boy behind him.
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