Chapter 190 Two in One
After reading Taozi's letter, Ding Guo could only sigh that Yue Hongmei really loved Ding Nianjun deeply.
The two divorced, the child was given to Pan Dingfeng, and Yue Hongmei became the ex-mother-in-law. At this time, she was still willing to take on the responsibility of helping to take care of the child, only because she loved Ding Nianjun too much.
Ding Guo really felt sorry for the original owner, and wondered if Yue Hongmei's other biological children felt it was worth it.
Feeling emotional, she did not forget to settle accounts with the system.
"How unkind of you, Haozi! You didn't even inform me of such a big thing. The male and female protagonists broke up, which is like the sky falling down in a book, and you didn't even give me a hint? Are they still the male and female protagonists in the book?"
Haozi: Why didn’t it mention it? Doesn’t the dog host have any idea?
The system remained silent and ignored the host's accusations.
"Mouse, why don't you speak? Are you born not to talk?"
The system knew it couldn't escape, so it said guiltily: "Host, I'm turning the soil. Are you going to plant wheat after harvesting these cabbages?"
Ding Guo: "Half corn and half wheat." Then he added, "Don't try to change the subject. I asked you about the divorce of the hero and heroine. What do you say? What does your superior say? I can accept it even if it's not the house!"
system:……
It said that if its host knew about this, he would definitely try to fleece them again.
"Host, the divorce between the hero and heroine was not caused by you. Strictly speaking, it was caused by another supporting character. The other party reported the heroine in the book, causing a major deviation in the plot of the hero and heroine."
That's true in principle, but Dingo has no principles.
She stopped talking, staring at the letter and began to analyze it in her mind, trying to find a loophole for her to exploit.
When the host spoke, the mouse became nervous. When the host suddenly fell silent, the mouse also became nervous and was so quiet that it seemed as if the computer had frozen.
A few seconds later, Ding Guo's hand holding the letter moved slightly, and her mind began to work again, communicating with her son who seemed to be in a state of panic.
"Pan Dingfeng's job transfer was facilitated by Pei Che, right? If Pan Dingfeng hadn't come here, Ding Nianjun wouldn't have come to Fengning. If she hadn't engaged in speculation in Fengning, she wouldn't have been reported. And Pei Che is my husband, a person closely related to me. He dealt with them to vent my anger... Just tell me, does this matter have anything to do with me?"
The system continued to freeze, and after a moment, he could no longer hold back and said, "Add half an acre of black soil, and I really can't apply for anything else!"
It’s good to have!
Ding Guo tried hard to control her lips from curling up, but she still said suspiciously: "The divorce of the male and female protagonists is worth half an acre of black soil? The value of their marriage is not high!"
System: "...Divorce is not a complete breakup. There is a chance of remarriage. Unless the hero and heroine remarry, that would be a major upheaval and would indirectly affect the plot of another novel."
Ding Guo: “Okay!”
Seeing that the host accepted the offer, the system breathed a sigh of relief.
In fact, after it detected that the hero and heroine were divorced, it contacted its superior in advance and prepared itself to be fleeced.
It had thought that if the dog host hadn't discovered it, it could have saved half an acre of land for its superiors. But it didn't expect that the host would take advantage of every opportunity to take advantage of the situation. She would even force a small relationship onto herself. What could it do?
The system wanted to shut itself off, but its host wouldn't allow it to shut itself off: "Mouse, can we apply to exchange that half acre of land for a small pasture? We have the crops planted, but there's no sign of its CP pasture yet."
System: "...No, host!"
"Forget it!" Ding Guo sighed in disappointment and sincerely reminded, "Mouse, remember to help me get a ranch next time."
The system ignored her and took the initiative to renovate the expanded half acre of land, because if it didn't do it now, its host would have to find a way to make it do it later.
This 'while' didn't last very long. A few seconds later, Ding Guo mentioned this matter and purchased a batch of seeds with his mind, including vegetable seeds, fruit seeds, several fruit trees of different kinds, and even planned to plant some ginseng.
With an extra half acre of land, there is more room to play.
"Haozi, you take care of the planning... Oh, and plant some more sweet potatoes. The sweet potatoes grown outside are not tasty and too choking. Let's see how the ones grown in our space are. I like to eat roasted ones..."
The system froze for a moment, then resignedly began planning and sowing.
After planting the new half acre of land, the system automatically searched for farming techniques unconsciously. It opened the page and scanned it for less than half a minute before closing the interface in a flash and couldn't help but spit at itself. Why was it so active? Did it assume that the host would definitely take over its pasture in the future?
It’s over, it’s over. When did its bottom line disappear?
The system completely crashed and shut down.
Ding Guo was completely unaware of Haozi's silent efforts, and the communication with the system just now did not take too long, and did not even delay her from reading the letter.
During this period, Li Shumei was not idle either. She took out a pair of trousers from her cloth bag and started patching them.
Li Shumei seemed to have endless work to do. After knitting the sweater, she sewed two pairs of insoles, and now she started mending clothes.
While mending, he kept muttering: "My two little rascals are exactly like their father. Their butts look like they have teeth. The crotch of these pants needs to be mended every month."
She didn't need Ding Guo to respond to her words, she just kept muttering to herself: "I patched the older one, then the younger one, and after I patched the younger one, I had to make new pants for the older one. Don't you know that my old one has a lot of problems? His pants are worn out, and he won't allow me to patch the crotch, because it's too embarrassing. I can only take his pants apart and piece them together to make clothes for the younger ones."
Ding Guo opened Xiao Hong's letter again.
Xiao Hong first told her some interesting things in life, complained about a few minor frictions with other colleagues, and finally mentioned Ding Nianjun.
Xiao Hong didn't know any other gossip about the Ding family, but she knew that Ding Nianjun had been arrested, and added some specific details that Taozi didn't know.
Although Ding Nianjun was caught on the spot, the amount involved was not large, so the conviction was not considered serious at the beginning and he was sentenced to four years.
Pan Dingfeng used his connections to change it to two years.
Because Xiao Haifeng is no longer in charge of this work, by the time Ding Nianjun learned the news, he had already been sent to a farm for forced labor.
But what’s interesting is that the place where she was sent down was the same place as Ding Jianshe.
Ding Guo smiled, folded the letter and put it back into the envelope.
The bond between a family that loves each other is deep. They grow up together and go through labor reform together.
Although she was reading the letter and secretly trying to get the system to pay for it, she also listened to Li Shumei's nagging. After reading the letter, she casually suggested, "Sister Shumei, when you make new pants next time, you can cut a symmetrical arc on the front and back crotch, and put a piece of work cloth or corduroy on it. These two kinds of fabrics are wear-resistant."
Li Shumei had never seen the kind Ding Guo described. She couldn't imagine what it looked like, so she just subconsciously said, "Isn't that also patching?"
Ding Guo smiled and said, "It's not a patch, it's a stitching method."
She took a pencil and an account book, and drew a rough shape on the back of the account book. She also added a few strokes on the trouser legs, saying, "If you think that only adding a piece of stitching here will be mistaken for a patch, you can also add a piece here on the trouser legs, so that the two trouser legs are symmetrical..."
Li Shumei looked at what Ding Guo had drawn, and she went from being puzzled to understanding, and from being confused to smiling with surprise. She said, "Not bad, Xiao Ding. I've never seen you make clothes, but I didn't expect you to be so thoughtful. I think it's feasible. I have several pieces of work cloth and corduroy at home. I'll bring them to you tomorrow and you can help me choose which one to use."
After that, he took the blueprint and looked at it carefully, praising it repeatedly: "It's not difficult to do this way. Thank you, Xiao Ding, you are so creative, and this idea is really good. Hey, have you prepared small clothes for the child? If not, bring them to me and I will make them for you."
Ding Guo took the eraser next to him and gently erased the picture, smiling, "Thank you, Sister Shumei, but someone at home is making clothes for the children."
Aunt Qiao and Aunt Zhang are helping her.
A few days ago, when I got home from work, I unexpectedly found Aunt Zhang at home and asked about preparing clothes for the baby. Ding Guo was a first-time mother and lacked experience in this area. When Aunt Zhang mentioned it, she didn't think it was urgent, but Aunt Qiao next to her added that she not only had to prepare small clothes, but also small quilts, small mattresses, urine mustard, socks, etc.
She is pregnant with twins, so she needs double of everything, so it is better to prepare early.
Ding Guo's due date is in late March. Although it is a neither cold nor hot season, we still need to prepare a few thin cotton clothes for babies in case of emergency.
With this in mind, it’s time to get ready.
There was no shortage of needed cloth and cotton. Aunt Zhang and Aunt Qiao could take back whatever she needed the next day.
The two of them helped prepare together.
When I got home from get off work in the afternoon, my elder sister-in-law came with her two children.
"Sister, you are here! Didn't my brother-in-law come with you?"
Pei Yu smiled and said, "He didn't come. He went to the compound to accompany Grandpa!"
The house was still filled with the aroma of roasted sweet potatoes.
Ding Guo lit the stove some time ago, but the stove in the house was not used for cooking, only for boiling water and cooking porridge. Sometimes he would throw two sweet potatoes into the stove below, and then take them out and eat them when they were cooked.
But what we ate were the sweet potatoes sent by the old man. They had just been planted in the space not long ago, so it was still too early to harvest.
Pei Yu came to deliver some things, including a processed chicken, some floral fabrics, a large bag of cotton, and two sets of clothes that Tongtong had worn when she was a child.
Pei Yu unfolded the small clothes for Ding Guo to look at. While folding them, he said, "I gave away all their small clothes. Some were given to my brother and sister-in-law. Their second child wanted them later than ours, so it was just right for them to wear their clothes. I also gave a few clothes to the families of my and your brother-in-law's comrades-in-arms. I kept these two..."
As she spoke, she seemed to remember something and suddenly looked at Ding Guo, seeming to be hesitant to speak.
After checking the clothes, Ding Guo went to the inner room and took a few candies out for the two children. The two little ones were looking up to thank her. When Pei Yu suddenly stopped talking, she asked in surprise, "What's wrong, sister?"
"Guoguo, you don't mind that this is Tongtong's clothes, right?"
Ding Guo was puzzled: "Sister, why do you ask that?"
Although these two sets of clothes had been worn, they were washed very cleanly, with almost no urine or milk stains, and the material was also very soft.
Pei Yu forgot about that when she took the clothes. Now she suddenly remembered something. She said helplessly in a low voice: "Tongtong is a girl. Some people will mind and think that wearing old clothes of girls will bring out their daughter."
Their family does not favor boys over girls, and they are worried that my sister-in-law would mind this.
Pei Yu didn’t understand these customs at all before. A sister-in-law from the logistics department of their art troupe asked her for small clothes. She didn’t think much about it and packed a few pieces. As a result, the sister-in-law picked out all of Tongtong’s clothes, saying that she only wanted those worn by Dongdong, because she wanted a son.
Although the general environment does not allow this kind of feudal superstition, it cannot stop the thoughts of some people.
Of course Ding Guo wouldn't mind this, she was looking forward to having a daughter.
"Sister, I like daughters very much. Tongtong is so cute, sweet and soft, lively and caring, and she will act like a spoiled child with you. No matter how happy she is playing, she will take time to come and cuddle with you. I hope to have a daughter as cute as Tongtong."
Hearing Ding Guo praising Tongtong, Pei Yu smiled unconsciously and couldn't help saying, "The little girl is indeed more considerate than the boy. When Tongtong had just learned to walk, I accidentally bumped my leg that day, and she came over to blow on it for me, and even covered the bump with her little hands. Dongdong is not like that, she just knows how to play around..."
Before she finished speaking, Dongdong, who was playing nearby, turned around and complained loudly. Because he had just stuffed a candy in his mouth, his words were a little slurred: "Mom, you are saying bad things about me!"
Pei Yu quickly said, "No, no, mom and your aunt are praising you, saying that you are really good at playing."
"Really?" Dongdong puffed out his cheeks with a look of doubt. Why did his mother just say that he was stupid?
Pei Yu said seriously: "Really, go play, you can eat roasted sweet potatoes after playing for a while."
"yeah!"
Dongdong jumped happily and continued to play.
Pei Yu rolled his eyes speechlessly.
Ding Guo couldn't help laughing.
After talking to Ding Guo for a while, the kettle on the stove boiled. Pei Yu picked up the thermos and went to the kitchen to help cook.
Ding Guo closed the stove lid, used a hook to open the vent under the stove, took out the sweet potato inside and squeezed it.
The two children ran over with candies in their mouths: "Aunt, are the sweet potatoes ready?"
Ding Guo stuffed the sweet potato back, rubbed their little heads, and said, "It's not ripe yet. You can eat it later. Go play for a while."
The two children responded happily and went back to playing their own games.
The dinner was sumptuous, and the two children shared a small piece of roasted sweet potato to satisfy their cravings.
The remaining three adults divided it up.
Considering that it was cold outside and worried that the two children would be cold, Ding Guo wanted to let the three of them stay overnight. Pei Yu waved his hand and said, "Grandpa said to ask Comrade He to drive over to pick us up and take us back."
There was a car to pick them up, so Ding Guo didn't stay any longer. Pei Yu had to go to the army tomorrow morning, and the two younger ones also had to go to school, and the distance from here was not short.
They played here until around seven o'clock, and Xiao He drove over to pick them up.
Aunt Qiao cleaned up the kitchen, went into the house to look at the stove, brought a stool over and sat down, doing some needlework in front of the stove.
The hall is equipped with light tubes, the brightness is OK, but the light is not soft enough, and Ding Guo will not let Aunt Qiao work too late.
Ding Guo turned on the radio and tuned to the storytelling channel to pass the time.
She left the previous radio in Fengning and bought this one from the system mall after coming to the capital.
While Aunt Qiao was doing needlework, Ding Guo picked up a book and started reading while listening to the radio. She managed to do two things at once and even chatted with Aunt Qiao from time to time.
At around nine o'clock, the two went to rest. Ding Guo returned to the bedroom, turned off the lights, and slipped into the space.
The newly added black soil was empty, and the half-planted soil was full of vegetables and fruits. Some of the vegetables and fruits were still young seedlings, and some had already borne fruit but were not fully mature. The mature ones had been quietly harvested and neatly stacked on the floor of the living room and kitchen.
All in all, the scene before us looked very pleasant.
After admiring his own piece of land enough, Ding Guo went back into the house.
I washed a plate of strawberries and a bunch of freshly picked grapes, then curled up on the sofa to satisfy my cravings.
It is difficult for her to explain the origin of this kind of fruit, so she can only enjoy it alone.
She was able to take some vegetables out, so she took a little of each and packed them in advance so that she could carry them home when she got home from get off work.
Early the next morning, just as Ding Guo was about to go out to work, the wardrobe and cabinet she had ordered arrived.
Ding Guo checked the finished product, paid the balance, and left the rest to Aunt Qiao, who hurried to work.
A few days later, the sweet potatoes were ripe. Ding Guo pretended to carry a bag of them home and couldn't wait to roast a few pieces to taste them.
The ones with yellow flesh are not so choking, and they become oily when roasted. They are soft and sweet, and especially delicious.
Aunt Qiao also praised it highly and said it was delicious.
Ding Guo took a day off from work and went to the cannery to give Yu Shaofen a bag of sweet potatoes and a bag of vegetables.
Yu Shaofen was touched but helpless: "My child, it's not like I won't go to your place. If you wait until I get there and then give it to me, how can it delay my eating? I'm pregnant and the weather is so cold. I finally have a day off. Just rest at home."
Ding Guo said with a smile: "Aren't you worried that the vegetables will not be fresh in two days? Besides, this batch of sweet potatoes is very delicious, very sweet and not choking. You can roast it or boil it."
Yu Shaofen led her to the dormitory area, moved her things in, opened her own closet, and took out two small cotton coats to show Ding Guo: "I just finished them. I made two sets first and was thinking of sending them to you in a couple of days. You can take them with you if you come over."
Ding Guo was surprised: "Aunt Yu, did you make clothes for the child?"
"I can still be the child's grandmother for nothing!" Yu Shaofen smiled and glared at her, "I calculated the time. Although you gave birth in spring, the capital is also cold at that time. The little cotton-padded jacket will be useful. I'll make a few more single ones later."
Aunt Yu had never asked her these things before, but I didn't expect her to start making clothes for the child directly.
Ding Guo hugged her arm and rubbed it, saying, "Aunt Zhang and Aunt Qiao are helping at home. Aunt Yu, don't worry about it. You have to go to work and do needlework at the same time. It's so tiring!"
"Sewing is tiring, but I'll meet with Sister Qiao when I get to your place and discuss how to do it in batches so that we don't do too much."
Ding Guo wanted to give Yu Shaofen cloth coupons, but Yu Shaofen refused. Ding Guo had no choice but to go back and buy some clothes for Aunt Yu.
Yu Shaofen still had to go to work, so Ding Guo stayed for a short while and then left. On the way, he found a place to take out a bag of sweet potatoes and vegetables from the space and went to the compound.
Pei Che's allowance was sent on time, and the letter also included the news that he had applied to come back for further studies next year, and his application was approved.
When the days entered deep winter, my third uncle and aunt came to the capital.
Considering that Ding Guo was pregnant, Song Yuling was afraid that she would know the news in advance and rush to the station to pick her up, so she was not informed and went to pick her up.
Ding Guo was surprised to see this when he got home from get off work: "Aunt San, Uncle San!"
"Guoguo, oh, let me take a look. Your belly is very obvious. How is it? You keep saying that you are fine, and we don't know whether you are really fine or you just don't want me and your uncle to worry..." Peng Guihua took Ding Guo's hand and touched her clothes to see if they were thick enough.
Ding Guo smiled and said, "Aunt San, I'm really fine. You can tell from my expression."
"Your cheeks are all red from the cold, what can you tell from that?" Peng Guihua said angrily.
When he opened the curtain and entered the house, the heat hit him in the face. Ding Guo hurried back to the inner room to change his clothes, taking off his thick cotton jacket and changing into a thin one, otherwise he would sweat all over in a short while.
Song Yuling was an old friend of the family, and she was not polite to Ding Guo at all. She calmly sat in front of the stove, peeling sweet potatoes and eating them with relish. When she saw Ding Guo coming in, she said, "Sister, I won't leave tonight. I'll sleep in the same room with Aunt Qiao."
The future mother-in-law and Sister Ding Guo would definitely have a private conversation, so she decided not to squeeze in.
"You can live here anytime you want."
Song Yuling smiled and said, "I'm afraid you'll get annoyed if I stay here every day."
Ding Guo rolled his eyes at her and went to talk to Third Aunt, asking about their family situation. He then talked about Dalin and Dazhu: "Let them come to the capital to live for a while during their winter vacation. I'm working in a bookstore now, so let them go to the bookstore and read more books during the winter vacation."
This time Third Aunt did not agree.
If Ding Guo still lived in Fengning, she would agree. After all, this was Ding Guo's in-laws' home, and her in-laws were reasonable, so they had to be reasonable.
Even letting the children carry rations would not be appropriate.
"This winter, your grandpa and grandma have a birthday on my side. They only have three grandchildren on my side. Dayong can't go back, and it would be inappropriate for Dalin and Dazhu not to go."
Ding Guo didn't understand Peng Guihua's real intention for a while. She was puzzled and was about to say something, but Peng Guihua said, "You know your grandma on the other side of the world is very particular and cares about these things. Let's find time to let them come and play for a few days later."
After hearing what Third Aunt said, Ding Guo didn't insist anymore.
Peng Guihua already knew that Aunt Qiao was hired by the Pei family to take care of Ding Guo, otherwise it would be said that Guo Guo's in-laws were good. With such a good in-law family, it would be fine if she couldn't earn face for Guo Guo, but she definitely couldn't hold Guo Guo back from her own side.
Peng Guihua didn't talk to Ding Guo in detail, she went out to help with cooking.
Uncle San is a man of few words, and with his future daughter-in-law around, he feels even more reserved.
Ding Guo made him some tea and asked about their journey. Uncle San answered every question he asked without waiting for another word.
Seeing that Third Uncle really couldn't move freely, Ding Guo had no choice but to take the key to the next yard and said, "Third Uncle, accompany me to the next yard to light the stove. You can stay there tonight."
There is an empty room in the yard, but there is no stove. Not only is there no stove, there is no bed either.
Ding Zhicheng felt much more comfortable now that he had work to do. He said hurriedly, "Take me there, I'll clean it up myself." He added, "Wear something warmer and put on a hat. Don't get caught in the wind."
"I understand, Uncle San."
Song Yuling hurriedly said, "I'll go too."
Ding Zhicheng quickly stopped her: "No, no, no, my girl, you just ate hot sweet potatoes, it will be uncomfortable if you go out and get a stomach full of wind."
Ding Guo tried to hold back her laughter. She could tell that her uncle was uncomfortable with Song Yuling, so she said, "Just sit there. I'll be back soon."
Song Yuling didn't insist anymore and went to the kitchen to help. Peng Guihua stopped her and said, "Go back to your room and sit down for a while. Your Aunt Qiao and I are here."
Ding Guo didn't stay next door for too long. Ding Zhicheng just recognized the place and asked Ding Guo to go back quickly while he cleaned up.
Because the stove had not been lit, the room was very cold, and Ding Zhicheng was afraid that she would catch a cold.
Ding Guo also explained that she left a special bedding for Dayong and told Uncle San about it, so that Uncle San would feel more comfortable using his son's bedding.
The main thing he reminded me of was the charcoal fire: "Burn the stove more vigorously, and don't save the charcoal for me, we don't need this little charcoal..."
After giving some instructions, he went back with his neck shrunk.
It's more lively when there are more people. Ding Guo asked Song Yuling to come over tomorrow night so that the whole family can have hotpot together.
Song Yuling readily agreed.
After dinner, Third Uncle went back to the next room. Ding Guo was worried, so he went over to take a look, then came back to chat with them for a while. Song Yuling was in the same room with Aunt Qiao, while Ding Guo and Third Aunt squeezed onto one bed and whispered something to each other.
"Have you seen your father's new wife?"
Ding Guo: “Never seen it!”
Peng Guihua shook her head and said with a smile: "He is not an easy person to deal with!"
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