Before going to bed that day, there was a sudden knock on the door in the quiet courtyard.
The person who came was Fang Cheng.
Fang Cheng arrived in a hurry, sweating all over his forehead, and anxiously told Li Fengbei something.
The amount of rice they harvested today was a full 100 kilograms less than what was recorded in the recorder's notebook.
In the current situation in small mountain villages, every household has its own allocated private plot of land, which in a sense belongs to the villagers themselves.
Other arable land, especially the newly reclaimed arable land in the past year, belongs to the collective.
Part of the harvest from collective fields can be kept in the commune and distributed per capita.
A larger portion will be handed over to the state.
Therefore, before the summer harvest is over, no rice plant can be moved.
Now I have lost 100 pounds, which is a big deal.
No wonder Fang Cheng was so anxious that he came to look for someone after dark.
It must be an emergency and will be handled on the same day.
If we wait until tomorrow, it will be even harder to explain and we won’t be able to find out the truth.
When Li Fengbei heard this, his expression immediately became cold.
He took a coat from the house, told Qiao Anle to go to bed first and not to wait for him, and then he quickly went out.
Qiao Anle was in the house at that time, with only her tight pajamas on her body, so she did not go out.
She just vaguely saw Fang Cheng pacing back and forth through the window.
Then he watched Li Fengbei and Fang Cheng blend into the dark night under the dim light of the flashlight.
Qiao Anle and the others withdrew their gaze only after they could no longer see Li Fengbei.
In this small village nestled in the mountains, although the temperature is high during the day, there is a big temperature difference between day and night.
At night, there is a hint of coolness in the night breeze.
She half-closed the window gently.
As soon as I turned around, a little ball of flesh fell into my arms.
The third child, wearing open-crotch pants, rolled into Qiao Anle's arms.
The little body curled up into a ball, chewing on its fingers in its mouth, with a mouthful of saliva, and happily sticking to her belly.
The third child muttered, "Mom, I want a hug~"
Qiao Anle patted his squirming little butt, pulled over the small quilt beside him, wrapped up the little ball of flesh, and then reached out to cover it gently.
There was a smell of milk belonging to a baby that had not yet completely dissipated on the third cub's body.
There's also a... faint smell of ginger.
The three kids played in the water in the evening. Li Fengbei was afraid that they would have a fever at night, so he specially boiled ginger water after dinner.
Each of the three people was given a bowl, and no one could escape.
Being stared at by Li Fengbei, he drank it with a bitter face.
The third child is still sticking out his tongue and feels a spicy sensation in his mouth.
He leaned into Qiao Anle's arms and felt a little sweeter.
"Fragrant, mother, you smell so good."
The third child leaned against Qiao Anle contentedly, rubbing against him and sniffing his nose like a puppy.
That look is childlike and cute.
"Really?" Qiao Anle smiled and snorted, "Why didn't I smell it?"
"Mom can't smell it, but Sanzi can! It smells sweet, like the smell of candied haws or small flowers. Anyway, Mom smells sweet all over, and her hair smells sweet too."
As Sanzai spoke, his eyes were twinkling with stars.
Qiao Anle pulled his little hand out of his mouth.
She answered in the same childish way.
"If I were a candied haws, wouldn't I be eaten by Sanzai?"
After hearing this, the third cub chuckled: "Hahaha, eat it! I'll eat my mother!"
The mother and son laughed together.
Qiao Anle didn't think she had any fragrance on her body. After all, she didn't have the conditions to spray perfume.
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