After the decision was made, the family began to prepare.
If we go with the villagers, we must set out before dawn.
The old man and the old lady just woke up and may not be able to eat.
Aunt Taohua fried two pounds of oil tea noodles, put them in a jar, and prepared to take them home.
You also need to steam some steamed buns and flower rolls to eat with them.
Not knowing when she would be back, Aunt Taohua loaded a stove, charcoal, pots and pans, and seasonings onto the ox cart.
Thick quilts, coats, and hand muffs were all prepared. Shovel, hemp rope, and baskets were placed on another cart.
There were some other odds and ends, anyway, I packed up two cars.
The old lady tried to stop him: "You're only going out for a while, why do you need to bring so much!"
Aunt Taohua refused to agree: "Why not? Look, what's taking up space for nothing? They say a poor family is rich on the road, and being prepared is a good thing. Listen to me!"
Ling Jiheng nodded: "Grandpa and grandma are old, it's time to make thorough preparations. Aunt, please help me!"
After receiving the approval, Aunt Taohua prepared even more enthusiastically, even giving the stack of cards to the others to take with them.
Seeing this, the first and third wives, as well as the Shu family, were all ready to take action.
Ling Jiheng didn't care. He just wanted to leave some people at home to look after the family, and everyone else could go if they wanted.
This means I need to bring more things. Fortunately, I have many cows at home, so it's not a big deal.
Because they had an activity the next day, the Ling family went to bed early.
Chi Xingyue didn't even enter the space to work. He threw an iron stove, a pot, a bag of brown rice, a spoon, a few bowls, and a bundle of vegetables to the thugs and left them alone.
The thugs are not stupid, they naturally know how to make porridge themselves.
As for whether I dare to do something weird? Oh, of course I don’t!
The supplies that appeared out of nowhere, and the cherries that Chi Xingyue threw on the table, which are still plump and red, all testify to one fact, that is, the two people who caught them are not simple.
Faced with a pair of man-eating monsters, they just want to live in peace.
No one dared to put more rice in the bowl. They only ate half full and then went to sleep.
When I woke up, it was another miserable day.
Fortunately, apart from being able to read and write, the monsters have no other requirements.
They gradually got used to it.
Seeing that the thugs had arranged themselves in an orderly manner, Chi Xingyue withdrew his consciousness and prepared to sleep.
Ling Jiheng was particularly well-behaved tonight. He didn't ask for kisses or hugs, but just lay quietly beside her. She was still a little uncomfortable with it.
Chi Xingyue pursed her lips, smiled and rolled into the other's arms.
Ling Jiheng reached out and hugged her, gently kissed her forehead, and said in a low voice: "Go to sleep!"
The air fell silent until three o'clock in the morning of the next day, when it became lively again.
Yesterday, it was agreed that Jinbao would take Xiaohe and the others to guard the house. However, before daybreak, they were all up and busy.
First, I boiled a pot of hot mutton soup, and then fried a pot of crispy fried dough sticks.
Seeing that the time was almost up, the servants knocked on the master's door and called them to get up for dinner.
"Second Young Master, Second Young Madam, the hot water is ready, please get up and wash up!"
Baozhu was afraid that the two of them would lose face in the village, so she took the initiative to boil hot water so that the second young master's wife wouldn't have to feel sorry for her and deliberately reduced the number of times she washed.
Chi Xingyue didn't think much about it. He responded, sat up from the kang, and prepared to put on his clothes.
As a result, the cold air irritated me and I sneezed loudly.
She picked up the handkerchief next to the pillow and wiped herself, then was wrapped in Ling Jiheng's coat.
Chi Xingyue folded the handkerchief and reached into her sleeves. Then, drowsily, she got off the kang and walked to the side room in her slippers.
After washing her face, brushing her teeth, and tying her hair, Chi Xingyue felt dizzy.
She didn't wake up until she was blown by the cold wind outside. Then she raised her hand to rub her itchy nose, thinking that she might have caught a cold.
Ling Jiheng quickly asked someone to add another stove in the car, specifically for making ginger soup.
After having breakfast with Chi Xingyue at Rongsiyuan, we heard the crowing of chickens in the village.
Song Lizheng arrived just in time and discovered that the Ling family had come out in force, with six ox carts. This was quite a large event.
But he didn't say anything. He was so happy to have such a family in the village, which was like a magic needle that could stabilize the sea.
He smiled and asked, "Are you ready? Everyone is waiting at the village entrance."
Ling Jiheng nodded: "Uncle, get in the car, let's go together."
Song Lizheng said "Hey", picked an ox cart and climbed on it, which happened to be the old lady's cart, and then he started chatting with the old man about the village.
Chi Xingyue, Ling Jiheng, Shu Muyun, and Ling Weicheng were sitting in a cart. Ling Yi was leading the ox in front. The old ox was clattering and its steps were very steady.
Soon, the group met some villagers. In the darkness, they lit a few torches, which could barely illuminate the area within two or three feet.
Seeing the entire Ling family out in force, including six cars, it would be a lie to say I wasn't envious.
But he didn't say anything sarcastic. Instead, he greeted us in a friendly manner and led the way.
Cao Dashan even stuffed some boiled eggs from his pocket into Ling Weiwei's pocket, and the kids were so happy that they kept calling him Uncle Dashan, and they blushed.
When Chi Xingyue first got on the bus, he was in good spirits. But after swaying for a while, he couldn't hold on any longer.
She was sleeping soundly with her head leaning on Ling Jiheng's shoulder, and Shu Muyun kept winking at Ling Jiheng, which looked extremely ambiguous.
Ling Jiheng remained calm. He helped the man onto his lap and put a few slices of ginger, a few red dates, and two pieces of brown sugar into the teapot.
The aroma of ginger sugar water soon filled the air, making Shu Muyun greedy. Unfortunately, it was inconvenient to eat or drink on the road, so he didn't bring it up.
Time passed little by little. I didn’t know how long I had been walking, but I finally arrived at my destination.
The Ling family's convoy was parked far away on the shore. Only Song Lizheng, Ling Jiheng, Ling Jiren, and Shu Xuhong came down to help. The others were dozing off in the car.
When the villagers saw this, they didn't ask any more questions.
It’s easy to imagine that wealthy people can’t stand the pain of getting up early, let alone in the coldest days of winter.
We quickly asked the capable people in the village to find out where to put the shovel.
This winter is particularly cold, and the ice on the river is several inches thicker than usual.
Old Man Zhao walked on the vast ice for a long time before finally choosing a spot. "Here, the ice is light yellow. It's either thin or there are a lot of fish. It's also at the junction of several cracks, so it's easy to dig!"
As soon as he finished speaking, several strong young men took their tools and started working.
Winter fishing requires chiseling an entrance to the net in the thick ice, and then the two side wings of the fishing net are simultaneously lowered into the water under the traction of the rod.
Then push the rod to drive the fishing net forward, so several holes must be drilled on both sides of the net entrance at the same time.
There are certain requirements for these things. The experienced old man Zhao only took a few steps to choose the location.
Another group of young people came forward and worked enthusiastically.
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