"Comrade Chen, you don't have to come down. We each have a few sickles and it will be done quickly. It also saves you from getting your clothes dirty." Uncle Daqiang said to Chen Yintang.
Aunt Mei also waved her hands and said, "That's right! Comrade Chen, your hands are not for farm work, so we can do all these things."
Chen Yitang felt warm at heart as he watched everyone helping with the work. When everyone finished their work, it was completely dark, but fortunately the moon was hanging high in the sky, lighting the way ahead for everyone.
"Thank you all so much, if I were to do it, I don't know how long it would take! Thank you so much, if you need our help in the future, just let us know!" Chen Yintang said with a smile, this could be considered as him owing someone a favor.
"It's okay... We are all from the same village, and it's only natural for us to help each other." Aunt Mei said indifferently.
Uncle Daqiang also said: "That's right! Wenjuan has already cut off more than half of it. We each have a sickle, so it won't be done quickly!"
Chen Yitang didn't say anything after hearing this, but he kept this feeling in his heart and went back home the same way he came.
Zeng Wenjuan was slightly stunned when she saw Chen Yitang coming back so early. When she saw that there was not even a speck of mud on Chen Yitang's body, she guessed that Chen Yitang had not been to the fields at all, but she was too embarrassed to say it. Zeng Wenjuan then said, "Dad, you are back! Then I will go to cook."
"Nannan! Your foot is injured, so let me cook! I have learned some cooking tips from these two days. I will make steamed rice with cured sausage for you tonight. It will be delicious." Chen Yintang quickly stopped Zeng Wenjuan and said.
Goudan saw this and said happily, "Grandpa, I want to eat steamed rice with sausage. Grandpa's cooking must be delicious."
Chen Yitang pinched Zeng Wenjuan's nose with a smile, and said, "Little greedy cat, grandpa will cook for you now, why don't you come to the kitchen to help grandpa light the fire!"
"Good, Goudan is really good at making fire." Goudan cheered happily with his fists clenched, as if he was praised.
Zeng Wenjuan was watching from behind and found it a little funny. Goudan was only three years old, how could he drag a fire rake? It was because Goudan was young that he believed everything others said. Otherwise, he would know that throwing firewood into the stove was not the same as starting a fire, not to mention that he hadn't thrown it onto the fire yet.
The grandparents and grandchildren didn't want to know what Zeng Wenjuan was thinking. Chen Yitang washed the rice and put the sausage on top of the rice. In this way, as long as the pot was hot, the oil on the sausage would drip onto the rice, which just met the needs of eating both rice and vegetables.
When the meal was served, Chen Yitang also prepared an appetizer, pickled radish. He smiled and said to Zeng Wenjuan: "This pickled radish is different from others. Mine is more delicious, crisper, and moderately sweet and spicy. When your mother was pregnant with you, she couldn't eat anything, so I thought of this dish, and then her appetite gradually improved."
After hearing what Chen Yitang said, Zeng Wenjuan immediately picked up a piece of sour radish with chopsticks and ate it. As soon as she put it in her mouth, Zeng Wenjuan was attracted by the taste, which was moderately sweet and spicy, but left a long-lasting aftertaste.
"It's delicious... Dad, how did you make this? Once I learn how to make it, I can make it myself even when you are not at home." Zeng Wenjuan asked for the secret recipe directly.
Chen Yitang smiled and said, "I am your father. No matter where you go in the future, Dad and Mom will accompany you. If you want to eat, just ask!"
"Okay, thank you Dad." Zeng Wenjuan said with a smile.
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Late at night, Zeng Wenjuan heard someone shouting outside. Zeng Wenjuan, who was originally sleeping soundly, slowly woke up with a frown on her face, and only then did she hear clearly what Zhao Hongtiao said.
"Wenjuan, please help me! Uncle Chen, please save our Hongqi! She had a high fever at night and we used a lot of medicine but it didn't work."
Hearing that Zhao Hongqi was in trouble, Zeng Wenjuan immediately put on her coat and sat up from the bed. She walked outside the door and said to Zhao Hongtiao: "Hongtiao, it's okay. Bring Hongqi to my room. I'll go find my dad."
Before Zeng Wenjuan even walked to the door, she saw Chen Yitang appear at the door. She had just fallen asleep for a short time and was woken up again. Chen Yitang said with a dark face: "No need to look for me. I came here by myself when I heard the noise."
"Dad, please help Hongqi. She gets a fever and coughs every time the season changes, and we can't figure out what's going on." Zeng Wenjuan said, pulling Chen Yintang's sleeve.
Chen Yitang looked at Su Jinsong who was anxiously staring at Zhao Hongqi in the room and said with a dark face: "This is my daughter's room. What are you doing here? Get out quickly."
Su Jinsong finally reacted and apologized with a smile: "I'm sorry! Sister-in-law, I was too anxious just now. I brought the red flag into the house and forgot to go out. I will go to the door and wait for news now."
Seeing Su Jinsong go out, Chen Yintang looked better. He walked to Zhao Hongqi's bed and sat down, then took Zhao Hongqi's hand and took his pulse.
"The child has bronchitis. I'll give her an antipyretic injection first. She'll still have to take Chinese medicine to recuperate. The most important thing is that she had a high fever today. She must have gone to some fluffy place to play and inhaled dust, causing the cough and high fever." Chen Yintang quickly found out.
Su Jinsong, who was outside the door, felt annoyed when he heard the reason behind this. He still didn't have good skills. He had always thought that it was because Zhao Hongqi was still young, so he often caught colds, fevers and coughs. He didn't expect the reason to be this.
Su Jinsong hurriedly carried the medicine box in and said to Chen Yitang with a smile: "Doctor Chen, this is the medicine box. Do you want to see what you need? I'll go back and get it for you."
Chen Yitang opened the medicine box and shook his head after seeing the medicine she needed: "No need, you go out and wait! I will give emergency treatment first, otherwise if the fever continues to rise, I'm afraid the child will be burned into a fool."
Zhao Hongtiao was frightened by these words. She almost fell to the ground, but Zeng Wenjuan quickly helped her up.
"Are you okay?" Zeng Wenjuan said with concern.
After Zhao Hongtiao stood firm, she waved at Zeng Wenjuan: "It's okay, I'm just a little..." She was scared. If her younger sister really became a fool, how would she live?
Fortunately, Chen Yintang gave Zhao Hongqi an injection in the buttocks to reduce fever, and Zhao Hongqi's fever went down quickly. This made Zhao Hongtiao feel relieved. She held Zeng Wenjuan's hand and said, "Wenjuan, thank you so much! I'm sorry to disturb your rest. I will apologize to you after the autumn harvest. If it weren't for Doctor Chen, Hongqi..." As she spoke, Zhao Hongtiao covered her face and burst into tears.
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