Wang Qiuju had kept the donkey cart's bed very clean, and to reduce bumps, she had laid out a tattered quilt with a sheet on top.
Four children sat in the middle, and the adults sat on the sides.
Cheng Baidong and Xiao Qiang sat together at the front of the carriage.
Bathed in the crimson dawn and accompanied by shouts of "Giddy up!", the donkey cart headed towards the old home that the group had been away from for over a year.
In the ninth month of the lunar calendar, the cotton in the fields is in its harvest season. To prevent the cotton from getting wet in the rain, the brigade immediately arranges people to pick the cotton as soon as it ripens.
Just like the double rush during wheat harvest season, there are no fixed working hours. Instead, the work is divided by plot of land, and no matter how long it takes, it continues until the work is finished.
So even as the sun sets, along the way, there are still countless farmers working in the fields, wearing square scarves and aprons, dragging large sacks, picking cotton.
The entire county here is basically covered with cotton.
One season for cotton, one season for wheat. Apart from that, only a few fields will grow corn cobs and a small amount of sorghum.
Xiaoqiang drove the donkey cart for an hour, and finally, as night was about to fall, he saw the shadow of Chengzhuang Village in the distance.
At this time, the people picking flowers in the field began to stop work intermittently. Some, however, were more ambitious and planned to continue working in the dark until they could no longer see anything before going home.
On the way back to the village, groups of two or three people were seen finishing their work.
Xiaoqiang drove his donkey through the crowd, constantly shouting "Make way, make way!"
The donkey cart entered the village, and on the road behind it, the female educated youth from the educated youth settlement walked together in groups.
Suddenly, one of the girls quietly tugged at Liu Qing's arm and whispered, "Liu Qing, were Cheng Baidong and Fang Qiao among those people who just rode by donkey cart?"
"The donkey cart was going too fast, it flashed by so fast I didn't see it clearly. Did you see it?"
Liu Qing's face turned pale, and she retorted irritably, "How would I know? Chen Qiuyu, you didn't even see clearly, and I was just talking to Li Dong, so I certainly couldn't have seen it."
Chen Qiuyu pouted: "If you didn't see it, you didn't see it. Why are you being so aggressive?"
Liu Qing couldn't help but roll her eyes: "You know perfectly well why I was so harsh!"
Everyone in the educated youth compound knew that Cheng Baidong was her unresolved grievance, and everyone knew that she and Fang Qiao didn't get along. Chen Qiuyu deliberately said these things to her; it was simply malicious.
Sure enough, none of the people who were close to Fang Qiao and Wang Yun were good people!
I really don't know what kind of luck these two bitches had. One is pretentious and always pretends to be weak, while the other is carefree and tomboyish. They were both so lucky to marry good men and return to the city.
Good men are so blind!
Liu Qing felt a surge of bitterness in her heart, but she couldn't help glancing repeatedly in the direction where the donkey cart had disappeared, her eyes filled with jealousy and an inexplicable regret.
Cheng Baidong and Fang Qiao were unaware that someone had a conflict with them and almost got into an argument because of them.
They've arrived home.
"Whoa~"
Xiaoqiang pulled on the reins and slowly brought the car to a stop in front of his house.
The courtyard in my old home is still exactly the same as before, without any changes.
As soon as the donkey cart stopped, the people inside heard the noise.
"They're back! They're back!"
Fang Qiao heard her third aunt's excited voice coming from the courtyard. With Cheng Baidong's help, Fang Qiao had just jumped off the donkey cart when she turned around and saw her third aunt helping the old lady out of the courtyard to greet her.
The old lady walked unsteadily towards Cheng Baidong with an excited expression: "Dong, you're finally back! I've missed you so much these past year."
Cheng Baidong grasped the old lady's withered and aged hands, nodded, and said, "Grandma, I'm back with my wife and children."
The old lady grasped Cheng Baidong's hands in return and asked, "It's good that you're back, it's good that you're back. How many days can you stay at home this time?"
"Half a month," Cheng Baidong replied.
"Half a month? That's alright, it's not a short time." It's about the same leave I got when I first joined the army.
The old lady talked to Cheng Baidong for a while, then looked at Fang Qiao, took her hand and patted it: "Qiao, you've had a hard year. Baidong is at work and doesn't have time to take care of the family. It's been hard on you raising one big child and two small ones."
Fang Qiao smiled, pulled Xiao Jing to her side, and said, "Grandma, it's not hard work. I have Xiao Jing to help me. She takes care of most of the housework."
This is the truth. Although there are four children in the family, Xiao Jing takes on most of the work, so Fang Qiao is not actually too tired.
“You’re a good child, and Xiaojing is a good child too. From now on, let her help you again,” the old lady said.
Xiao Jing turned her head and looked at Fang Qiao with some anticipation.
Fang Qiao nodded: "That's what I think too. As long as Xiao Jing is willing, she can stay in Beijing with us from now on. My children and I can't do without her now."
"She's willing, she definitely is." The old lady nodded hurriedly for Xiaojing.
Xiaojing is her own granddaughter, and she loves her dearly!
After all, Xiao Jing's reputation was already completely ruined back in her hometown.
Even though she's been away in Beijing for over a year, there are still those gossipy women and petty scoundrels who bring up her affairs every now and then, spewing vulgarities and filthy language. Aren't they afraid of going to hell for their tongues in the future?
So if Xiaojing can stay in the capital, she should stay there and find someone to marry there, and never come back in this lifetime.
She had no way to make a living back in her hometown.
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