Jiang Junrong was also urged to return to Beijing the day after Gu Xichen went on his mission, leaving Zhou Wenjing to spend the New Year with Jiang Jinxiu in Gujia Village.
My wish to spend the Lunar New Year with my daughter has now fallen through.
Although this was expected, Jiang Jinxiu was still somewhat disappointed that her father couldn't spend the New Year with her.
However, thinking that her mother was still alive, she happily hugged Zhou Wenjing's arm and kept acting coquettishly.
Gu Dashan later helped Jiang Jinxiu repair the roof of her house in town, and he also helped her build some beds and chairs to move to her house in town.
However, she was not in a hurry to move to town. After all, she was still in the early stages of pregnancy and there was no need to go there to prepare for childbirth. She still preferred to live in Gujia Village.
Zhou Wenjing would also go to town from time to time to help her with this and that. When Jiang Jinxiu went to see it again, the house, which was originally a bit empty, now had everything it needed.
There were even some small toys that she hadn't thought of.
There were also some books; after Zhou Wenjing heard that she had been writing and submitting articles, she went out of her way to find many books for her.
But I still remind her not to overwork herself.
Jiang Jinxiu received replies to her last few submissions before the Lunar New Year.
Only one article received payment directly; the other two were rejected and require revision by Jiang Jinxiu.
However, Jiang Jinxiu was quite satisfied. Three out of five papers were accepted, which was a good result, wasn't it?
She felt that her editor was quite nice, and even gave her some advice and suggestions in the letter.
Time continued to pass, and the atmosphere of the New Year grew stronger, but unfortunately, the person in Jiang Jinxiu's heart had not yet returned.
On New Year's Eve, Jiang Jinhua was sent to put up Spring Festival couplets for the house in town. Although she was not going to live there, she still had to put up the couplets.
Yang Dongmei also went out of her way to find some mugwort and some unknown tree branches, and asked Jiang Jinhua to take them with him, saying that he should hang them at the door.
Because there were more New Year celebrations this year, and more Grandma Luo, Zhao Guoan, and Zhou Wenjing, Yang Dongmei paid extra attention and got up early to get things done.
Everyone was going to have New Year's Eve dinner together that night. Gu Dashan and Yang Dongmei were both at the third house, so Gu Laoda and Gu Laoer decided to spend the New Year at the third house as well.
When they came, they brought a lot of things with them, including meat, vegetables, candy, and all sorts of other things.
There were even canned goods and some cured meat.
As soon as Gu Mingzhen, Gu Mingzhu, and Xiao Fangfang arrived, they sweetly called out at the door, "Grandma, we're here!"
When Yang Dongmei saw that they had arrived so early and brought so much stuff, she kept saying that they were wasting money.
Sun Xiaomeng said, "Mom, how is this wasting money? This is only once a year. Besides, our family's financial situation is good enough now. Look, these things weren't bought by us, they were given to us by Jing's factory."
As Sun Xiaomeng spoke, she lifted the things in her hand to show Yang Dongmei, as if afraid that she wouldn't see them.
The eldest and second eldest Gu brothers, who were standing nearby, quickly echoed their agreement.
Upon hearing this, Yang Dongmei couldn't stop smiling.
Everyone quickly got to work, adults and children alike.
Some grabbed brooms, others grabbed rags; the goal was to clean and tidy the house inside and out.
Jiang Jinxiu was still the same as always; whenever she tried to do something, everyone would snatch the tools from her hands.
Everyone agreed.
With so many people taking care of things at home, she doesn't need to worry or lift a finger.
Feeling utterly bored, Jiang Jinxiu could only sit in the courtyard with an orange in her arms, watching everyone busy themselves.
Don't ask why I'm hugging the orange; it's just that the orange is warm.
It's soft and warm.
You know, since winter started, oranges have become a hot commodity for hand warmers.
I wanted to hold them all in my arms.
After her protests proved ineffective, Orange gave up and simply let everyone have their way, and even started enjoying it later on.
It's because when people hold it, they subconsciously scratch its chin.
Little Black returned early in the morning with a pheasant in its beak, and then disappeared again.
Watching everyone busy, Jiang Jinxiu would occasionally glance towards the door.
This year is her first New Year since her rebirth. How she wishes he could come back and celebrate the New Year with her.
Unfortunately, no matter how many times she looked, she still didn't see the familiar figure she longed to see.
After everyone finished cleaning, Yang Dongmei started preparing to wrap the zongzi (sticky rice dumplings).
Both Sun Xiaomeng and Gu Xilan know how to make zongzi (sticky rice dumplings). They helped out as well.
Zhou Wenjing and Grandma Luo also gathered around to wrap zongzi, something they had never done before.
Jiang Jinxiu, out of curiosity, also went over.
They all started learning from Yang Dongmei and the others.
Grandma Luo and Zhou Wenjing learned very quickly; they had already made a few that looked quite professional.
Only Jiang Jinxiu could make all sorts of different kinds of zongzi.
She was very discouraged. It didn't make sense that she could cook delicious meals but couldn't learn how to wrap zongzi (sticky rice dumplings).
As it turns out, she really wasn't cut out for it.
I wrapped ten, but they still didn't look very presentable.
Everyone told her to just watch and stop wrapping, but she seemed determined to make a decent one, insisting that she could definitely do it.
Nobody bothered her; they let her do whatever she wanted, as long as she was happy. They were all there, and if she forgot to add any ingredients, they would remind her.
The bamboo leaves for wrapping the rice dumplings are almost all used up; the rest are still hanging on the pole near the door to dry.
Jiang Jinxiu went over to get it, and out of the corner of her eye, she saw someone walking towards her from a distance.
She stared intently at the approaching figure, a smile playing on her lips.
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