Chapter 89 Seed【VIP】
It's the hottest time of July, and there's a heat wave in the air.
After the family lost their mule cart, Huang Dongsheng and Tian Baolai had to push a cart to the countryside to collect food before dawn every day. They were sweating profusely from the heat, but they still had to push the cart back to the city.
Their bodies were wet and dry from back and forth, and they were almost marinated.
"Cousin, why don't we buy another mule? A cow will do too." Huang Dongsheng wiped the sweat from his head. He felt that this was not a good idea. It would be a problem if the customers who came to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy things could smell the odor.
Tian Baolai had also considered this, but before he could respond, Huang Dongsheng continued his chatter: "Sister Baozhu and my father should have left Baihe Town."
As Tian Baolai carried the baskets from the cart to the supply and marketing cooperative, he replied, "If we calculate by the number of days, it's about the same as leaving Baihe Town. Cousin, how much silver have you saved now?"
"That should be enough to buy the animals. We don't need to pool our money together again this time. Yesterday, when I got home, I heard my second aunt say that her family needed to tear down the house and rebuild it before the autumn plowing season."
Tian Baolai nodded. Not only did his cousin's house need to be rebuilt, but both of their families actually had this idea after saving some money.
After the two of them moved the goods, they had to check the ingredients carefully again. If there was any that was damaged due to the bumps on the way, they had to pick it out.
These rotten vegetable leaves can not only be taken home to feed chickens, but also used as compost.
Tian Baolai took out the sweat towel from around his neck and wiped the sweat off his face, then helped Huang Dongsheng load the goods.
Just as the two brothers were mumbling, a voice suddenly came from outside the supply and marketing cooperative: "Manager Huang, there's a package for you. Please sign it."
Huang Dongsheng's eyes lit up when he heard this. It was really as expected. He didn't expect that his cousin would write to them so soon.
The two of them immediately dropped what they were doing and ran out.
The couriers in Qingfeng Town are the main force responsible for delivering parcels and letters to ordinary people. Their work is intensive and they are insignificant servants who cannot be ranked high in the government office.
The delivery man took out a package from his backpack and handed it to Huang Dongsheng. After asking Huang Dongsheng to put his fingerprint on his booklet, he hurried to the next place.
Huang Dongsheng was quite excited when he saw the bundle, but no matter how excited he was, he had to wait until he got home in the evening before watching it with everyone.
"Cousin, please take this bag back first."
Tian Baolai looked at Huang Dongsheng, who was first excited and then depressed, and patted his shoulder. "Close the shop early today and go home."
"Yes, I know."
Huang Dongsheng was busy with business today, but his heart was with Han. He finally made it to the afternoon, but seeing that no one came to buy anything, he closed the shop early, went to Zhiweilou to buy a few iced drinks, and took a ox cart to go home.
Since the shopkeepers Tong and Li joined in the spring, there are now three milk tea shops in the city.
Nowadays, anyone in the city can drink milk tea as long as they have money. Not only that, Manager Ren and his team have developed more and more flavors, and people from their village all have people helping out in the milk tea shops.
When Manager Ren saw Huang Dongsheng coming, he asked him to take a message to the elderly people in Wanhe Township when he had time, saying that there was not enough cassava flour and more should be sent as soon as possible.
Huang Dongsheng took note of this matter and when he passed by Wanhe Township to collect food early the next morning, he would collect the cassava flour as well. He was worried that the elderly people would be too busy to dry the cassava flour and cook the silk cocoons.
After receiving Baozhu's letter, everyone ate dinner faster than usual.
Yang Wenying took a rag and wiped the oil stains on the table, and then Chen Yao brought the bag to the table.
Everyone's eyes fell on her hands, making her a little nervous.
"Aunt, you come here." Chen Yao pushed the bag over.
Huang Mei opened the bundle with trembling hands. She did not rush to see what was in the scattered cloth bags, but first found the letter at the bottom.
After opening the letters, Huang Mei asked Chen Yao to teach her how to read the words she didn't know.
As Huang Mei read the letter word by word, everyone knew that the letter was sent by Tian Baozhu from Baihe Town, and the letter did not only report good news but also bad news.
Tian Baozhu first wrote in the letter how much silver she had earned on the road, and then explained that she did not send the money back home because she was worried that someone would open their bags on the road and she was worried.
She also said that Shopkeeper Lu wanted to do velvet flower business with them but she didn't agree, and asked Chen Yao to write a letter herself or go to Baihe Town.
"We couldn't sleep well on the road, there were a lot of mosquitoes and insects, and the strong sun made us tanned. The most important thing was that we couldn't take a shower. We all smelled bad after traveling for a long time, but when we arrived at the next destination, we would follow the tea merchants to stay in an inn to wash up." Huang Mei's eyes were filled with tears.
The child is suffering outside.
After reading the first one, Huang Mei turned to the next one. This one was a letter written by Tian Baozhu in the tone of an uncle and father to reassure everyone that he was safe.
The two big men held their breath for a while, but in the end they couldn't say anything sticky. They just said they were safe and asked if everything was okay at home.
What I am most worried about are the silkworm room and the rabbit house. I asked everyone if they could handle them and they said they would rush back as soon as possible before planting wheat!
Huang Mei read the last part of the letter which was written by her daughter to A Yao alone, which was about how to cultivate the seeds in the cloth bags. So she handed the letter to A Yao. She needed to calm down.
Chen Yao helped her open it and saw that Tian Baozhu had carefully placed notes with the names of the crops in each cloth bag containing the seeds.
These crops include melon, chayote, and bitter melon.
Chen Yao was very excited when she saw these methods. "Sister Baozhu has taken so much trouble for me. I will definitely repay her when she comes back."
"Sisters shouldn't talk about this. Read on and see if Baozhu has anything else to say." Huang Mei took out a handkerchief to wipe away her tears and urged.
Chen Yao continued to talk about how the ingredients made by Tian Bao could continue to be made, as tea merchants liked to eat them, and this business could be successful; she also talked about the velvet flower business, asking them to sell them, but there was no need to make silk fans.
The silk fan ribs from Baihe Town are more exquisite than theirs, so I'm afraid they won't sell for a good price.
"This child never mentions me. When he's away from home, doesn't he miss me, his mother, or his home?"
"Mom, Baozhu didn't mention in the letter that she missed me as her brother." In order to make his mother feel better, Tian Baolai whispered to comfort his mother that his sister was actually quite fair to everyone.
Huang Mei was both sad and angry. Neither her son nor her daughter gave her peace of mind. She raised her hand and hit her son twice, venting her anger on him.
Chen Yao turned aside the last page of the letter, saw the word at the top of the letter, and handed the letter to her aunt and cousin.
Huang Mei couldn't help sobbing after reading just one sentence. She didn't have the energy to read it out loud. She stuffed the letter into her son's hands and ordered, "You, you come and read it to me."
Tian Baolai: "Mother——"
Before he could even pronounce the word "I miss you", he was hit again: "Mom, brother, I miss you, I miss you. Only after leaving home and going out did I realize how good home is and how good you are to me..."
Everyone sat on the benches and listened attentively. When Tian Baolai read the words written by his sister, his face became redder and redder, and then his eyes became redder and redder. When he finished reading, he slammed the letter on the table, stood up and squatted in the yard.
Huang Dongsheng also chased him out and squatted in the yard with him, wiping his tears.
Shen Qingshan saw his wife crying and wanted to hug her to comfort her, but before he could reach out his hand, he saw his wife had already gone to his eldest sister. The three sisters-in-law hugged each other and cried, comforting each other.
Yang Wenying was also sad and chose to go back to the house to cry.
Shen Qingshan glanced at his daughter sitting opposite him. Well, his daughter was crying too, so he had to go over and comfort her.
But before he could stand up, Yang Jizong had already stood up and walked out with A Yao in his arms.
Ask where you are going so late?
The boy said that he wanted to take A Yao to the drying yard to relax, and to fetch some well water for her eyes, otherwise she would have trouble sleeping at night.
Shen Qingshan didn't believe the boy's lame excuse, but he couldn't stop him now. His daughter's eyes were indeed swollen like walnuts.
No one in the room needed him, and Shen Qingshan wanted to cry sitting alone on the bench.
Chen Yao was walking on the country road holding Yang Jizong's hand. Listening to the chirping of insects and frogs coming from the grass, her mood gradually became much more relaxed.
During the trip, they met children who had returned from playing in the Yan River. The children, holding their wet shirts, greeted them in unison and then ran back home happily.
When they arrived at the drying yard, Yang Jizong brought the long bench he often sat on from the school for Chen Yao to sit on, and then rolled up his sleeves to fetch well water for her.
After applying the handkerchief soaked in well water to my eyes, I felt much more comfortable.
Chen Yao wanted to take off the handkerchief, but before her hand touched the edge, it was caught by Yang Jizong, and then a gust of cool wind blew from her side.
Yang Jizong sat next to her, holding a palm-leaf fan.
Chen Yao simply leaned on Yang Jizong's shoulder and enjoyed the moment of comfort he brought her.
"Ayao."
"Huh? What's wrong?" Because she was so comfortable, her voice sounded like a dream muttering.
Yang Jizong looked at the fields and the rolling Wufeng Mountains in the distance, then his gaze fell back on the wheat-skinned face. A hint of reluctance flashed in his eyes, but he soon seemed to have made up his mind.
"Ayao, this time next year, I will be leaving Xiahe Village."
As soon as he finished speaking, the weight that was originally resting on his shoulders suddenly disappeared.
Chen Yao took off the handkerchief and held it in her hand, looking towards Yang Jizong. "What do you mean? I don't understand what you are saying. Why are you leaving when everything is fine?"
"Li Menghong, eager to achieve success, submitted a method for harvesting wheat twice a year. The emperor instructed him to select talented individuals who knew this method and teach it to the people of the land. A-Yao, this was your idea. Are you willing to work with me on this?"
Yang Jizong held her hand, his eyes full of anticipation.
Chen Yao did not answer him immediately, but shook her head after careful consideration.
"Why?" Even though I already had the answer in my heart.
"Because of the autumn harvest and rent collection this year, a large number of strong laborers in our village will go to the quarry. I have to support Dunzi and his children so that they can study with peace of mind and enter the examination hall. Their generation can no longer carry stones."
Yang Jizong felt jealous for a moment, and some words were stuck in his throat, but he didn't know how to express them to Chen Yao.
However, Chen Yao had been with him day and night and had long understood his character. "Zi'an, I don't think I've ever asked you this before. If one day you return to the court and hold power, how will you seek the welfare of the people?"
"I……"
Before Yang Jizong could tell Chen Yao his thoughts, Chen Yao had already moved closer to him, wrapping her arms tightly around his waist. "Zi'an, you know what? As long as we have the seeds, we will travel thousands of miles to sow them all over the world. I believe you are that seed."
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