After the kiss, she immediately lay down, hugged Xiaobao and buried her face in his shoulder to hide her shyness. She found that it was easier for her to slap Cheng Rushan, but it took a lot of courage to kiss him.
Cheng Rushan was stunned for a moment. He originally wanted to tease her, but ended up being teased by her instead. When she kissed him, he was confused and wondered whether to take the opportunity to knock her down, but she ran away as soon as her soft and sweet lips touched him.
Big loss!
When did he become so slow to react?
Cheng Rushan regretted it so much that he wished time could go back a little bit. He lowered his eyes to look at her. She didn't know whether she was shy or nervous, her shoulders were trembling.
He could only comfort himself, gently stroked her shoulder, and said softly: "I'm just teasing you, don't worry, if you don't agree, I won't force you."
Jiang Lin said in a muffled voice, "Go to sleep." She found herself actually moved!
I don't understand why I've only known him for two days and I'm already attracted to a guy I'd rather avoid. Is there something wrong with me? Isn't she attracted to the harmless, big brother-next-door type?
Jiang Lin advised herself to look at her heart. Although Cheng Rushan looked scary, he was gentle and considerate to her, so it was not that difficult to accept. However, having sex with someone she had just met was a bit of a psychological barrier. Her body would be tense. In order not to make it too embarrassing, she decided to forget it.
Cheng Rushan lay beside Dabao, touched the palm-leaf fan, and turned off the light. He reached over through the two children to touch her hot face, gently pinched her earlobe, and not surprisingly felt her tense, smiled and held her hand, "Go to sleep."
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In a blink of an eye, Cheng Rushan had been gone for a few days. Jiang Lin and Yan Runzhi made embroidery and cooked delicious food every day. With the two babies running around, chattering, telling stories and playing games in front of them, Jiang Lin felt that her time was particularly full.
Every minute was filled up by them like juicy grapes. Her heart softened unconsciously, and her eyes subconsciously fell on them.
Yan Runzhi noticed that her eyes were becoming more and more gentle when she looked at the child, so she thought that even if her daughter-in-law wanted to go back to the city, she would not abandon the child.
That afternoon, Jiang Lin accompanied Yan Runzhi and Dabao and Xiaobao to do embroidery under the big locust tree. Several old ladies were chattering nearby. They had observed that Jiang Zhiqing had grown up in the past few days. She respected her mother-in-law and loved her children. She looked handsome and quiet sitting there, which was really pleasing to the eye.
Jiang Lin couldn't learn embroidery, so she only did simple designs and sewed lace. She also arranged for Shang Pozi and two other old women to sew, and then sold them and divided the money among them. Shang Pozi was the leader of these old women, and the other old women only had to learn from her.
Most elderly people, entering the last stage of their lives, have seen through most of the petty intrigues of life and just want to live a stable life and make some money to improve their lives.
At that time, the policy was becoming more and more open. There were more and more people setting up stalls in the city, selling eggs and vegetables in the countryside, and free trade in the market. People all wanted to make some money. So Jiang Lin told Shang Pozi that she wanted to do some needlework to earn money to buy milk powder and malted milk for Dabao and Xiaobao, and asked the mothers-in-law to join in. She immediately supported it.
Mrs. Shang is also an experienced person. Although her needlework is not as delicate as Yan Runzhi's, she is more skillful. She can sew three or four things for every one Jiang Lin sews. She does not need to look at the stitches while working, and the stitches are neat and clean.
While they were busy, Shang Zonghui came back carrying a large bundle of dry firewood and greeted them, "Jiang Zhiqing, I'll put the firewood at the door for you."
Jiang Lin looked at the sky. She didn't know when the sun disappeared and it was a little cloudy. She stood up and said, "Put it in the small south room. It looks like it's going to rain."
She said goodbye to Yan Runzhi and went home to open the door and collect firewood.
Cheng Dabao, who was watching Ants Moving, heard it and immediately pulled Xiaobao to follow. As long as Dad was not at home, he was responsible for keeping an eye on Mom.
Jiang Lin originally wanted to collect firewood by herself, but Mrs. Shang asked her grandson to collect firewood for her when he was collecting firewood, and Jiang Lin gave Shang Zonghui money. He refused at first, but Jiang Lin insisted again and again, so he had to agree to pay the market price. After the negotiation, it was convenient for everyone and no one owed anyone a favor.
"Jiang Zhiqing, do you have anything to do these days?" Shang Zonghui admired Cheng Rushan very much. He usually strolled around here during patrols to prevent Cheng Ruhai from doing anything bad.
Jiang Lin smiled and said, "Thank you, it's very quiet."
Cheng Ruhai has been as quiet as a chicken these days, with no movement at all.
Shang Zonghui felt relieved.
As they were talking, they arrived at the door of the house. Jiang Lin opened the door and put the dry firewood away. After Shang Zonghui left, Jiang Lin took Dabao and Xiaobao to check out the private vegetable garden.
Yan Runzhi is diligent and takes good care of the vegetable garden. She plants vegetables of all kinds in every corner, and they are growing lushly at this time.
Jiang Lin picked vegetables with a basket, Xiaobao caught grasshoppers, and Dabao was busy catching insects and grasshoppers in the vegetable garden to prevent them from harming the vegetables. They must not be eaten into spider webs like the vegetables of those lazy men.
Cheng Dabao saw Jiang Lin trying to pick the green onion moss of a scallion and immediately shouted, "You can't pick that!"
Jiang Lin: “We are all old.”
Cheng Dabao: "That's the onion grandma, she keeps it for planting." Farmers keep the onion seeds and continue planting next year. The local onion variety is good, the white part is a foot long, and the best ones are taller than people.
Jiang Lin: ...I am not as good as you. If I don't want to pick them, then I won't pick them. She went to pick eggplants, peppers, tomatoes and other vegetables.
At this time, there are many eggplants and tomatoes, but the cucumbers are not good because they have many bugs. The cucumbers are bent and are not even the size of a palm, not even enough to be eaten as snacks.
Jiang Lin picked some tomatoes, some were bright red, some were pink, and very juicy and tempting. She put persimmons in a basket for her two sons to eat. They couldn't eat fruit every day, so persimmons were good.
Cheng Xiaobao immediately picked out the biggest and reddest one for her, "Linlin, you eat it!"
He gave her the best one, which made Jiang Lin instantly extremely happy, not because of the tomatoes, but because of the care that Xiaobao showed towards her.
She no longer has this treatment since her parents divorced.
Jiang Lin did not refuse, and happily took it and tasted it. Although it did not look good, it tasted sweet and juicy, and the pink color stuck to the lips and tongue, and the taste was particularly good. It was really not comparable to those tomatoes that were picked green, sprayed with some medicine, and turned red silently, and then hardened to death.
Cheng Xiaobao saw that she was eating with her eyes narrowed, thinking that she must be enjoying the meal very much, so he smiled and said, "Linlin, is it delicious?"
Jiang Lin ate happily, "It's delicious. Thank you, Xiaobao."
Cheng Xiaobao rubbed his fingers together, "Then...Linlin, can you give me an extra piece of candy today?"
Jiang Lin almost choked on the sweet tomato juice. She looked at Cheng Xiaobao with a cold face, "No."
Cheng Xiaobao pouted slightly, "Now that Dongsheng is gone, Linlin has become naughty."
Jiang Lin: ...Just stay away.
Jiang Lin picked the vegetables and also picked up the bugs. She crushed the bugs to death directly, which made Cheng Dabao anxious.
Cheng Dabao: "Comrade Jiang Lin, please put the worms in the bottle." He handed Jiang Lin a glass bottle, which already contained a lot of cabbage worms.
Jiang Lin: "...Yes, Captain Cheng." You are the production team leader! She corrected her mistakes and put the insects in glass bottles so that she could feed the chickens at home.
Cheng Dabao was very pleased to see that Jiang Zhiqing corrected his mistakes.
Cheng Xiaobao: "Comrade Linlin..."
Jiang Lin pretended not to hear, "Persimmons are very sweet, have one."
Cheng Xiaobao looked disgusted, saying that the other person wanted to eat candy.
Cheng Dabao held up the brown glass bottle and looked at the sky. Suddenly he said, "The clouds are in the sky and the insects are in the bottle."
Jiang Lin: "..." Why does it sound so familiar? I vaguely remember there was a saying that goes "The clouds are in the sky and the water is in the bottle"? She couldn't remember which TV series she saw it in, but she thought it was quite charming. She didn't expect Cheng Dabao to actually... change it.
It is estimated that Yan Runzhi taught him. Although Yan Runzhi was illiterate, he could recite many opera lines and stories.
Cheng Xiaobao suddenly said to Jiang Lin: "Linlin, what's in the bottle?"
Jiang Lin thought he was trying to get candy in another way, so she asked, "Bugs. What else?"
Cheng Xiaobao gave a wicked smile, "You think bugs are just bugs."
Jiang Lin rolled her eyes at him. At first, she thought this boy was innocent, cute, and simple, like a little angel! But after just a few days, his true colors began to show. He turned out to be a little bad guy who actually used that trick to scare her.
“Bugs are protein, too.”
Cheng Dabao and Xiaobao were curious, "What is protein?"
Jiang Lin said proudly: "It's the same as eggs, so don't eat eggs in the future, stew insects instead."
Cheng Dabao and Xiaobao: "Ugh~~"
Jiang Lin laughed out loud, "You little brats, I can't cure you." There were a few students who lived in the school dormitory who were particularly mean and always liked to say disgusting things when she was eating. She has practiced it!
She ran home carrying her vegetable basket, Cheng Xiaobao chased after her, carrying two green onions on her shoulder, calling out "Linlin, Linlin". Cheng Dabao followed behind her, holding his trophy and two gourds between them.
The mother and her two sons returned home. The sky was very overcast at this time, and Yan Runzhi also came back carrying a basket.
Yan Runzhi was so happy to see Jiang Lin getting along well with the two children. She smiled and said, "It's the seventh day of the seventh month today, and it's cloudy so there's no moon to worship. We women are more skillful when we worship the Moon Goddess."
Women don't worship their ancestors, and men don't worship the moon. Worshiping the moon is a women's festival. However, after the anti-feudal movement, materials were not abundant, and many festivals were not celebrated, and women's festivals were even more directly ignored.
Jiang Lin was not interested in moon worship and only asked, "What shall we eat?"
Yan Runzhi was delighted when Jiang Lin asked, "I'll make you some glutinous rice cakes and seven-piece noodles."
Jiang Lin and the child were both hooked and didn't know what Qiaoguozi and Qiqiaomian were.
Yan Runzhi explained that it is actually made by mixing sugar, flour, oil, etc. with dough, adding red dates, sesame seeds, walnut kernels, etc., and kneading them into various shapes, and then frying, baking, or steaming them. Because of the limited conditions at the moment, we can only play freely, and most of the time, we just make the dough and then steam it.
Tangram noodles is a name that suits the occasion. You can eat it in any way you like. Roll out the noodles, cut them into strips, cook them, rinse them with cold water, and add various seasonings according to your preference.
Seven kinds of ingredients are put into the tangram noodles, including fried peanuts, green bean sprouts, cucumber shreds, tomatoes, egg rolls, shrimps, braised beef, etc. Put whatever you have, and then pour a bowl of sauce with sugar, vinegar, and soy sauce into it. It looks good and tastes good. If you like spicy food, you can also add chili oil and chopped peppers, which is rich and delicious.
Unfortunately, supplies are not abundant now, so I can only make a simple tangram noodle.
Jiang Lin brought Dabao and Xiaobao to help Yan Runzhi. Jiang Lin cut vegetables while Dabao went to fetch the sugar jar and he was responsible for scooping out the sugar. Cheng Xiaobao took advantage of Jiang Lin not being able to see, held Dabao's hand, and quickly stuffed the spoonful of sugar he scooped out into his own mouth.
Cheng Dabao: “!!!”
Jiang Lin was cutting vegetables and looked up to see Cheng Xiaobao being caught red-handed. He widened his eyes and immediately took out a spoon and put it to Cheng Dabao's mouth, wanting to say "Dabao, have some candy", but when he opened his mouth, the snow-white granulated sugar appeared.
He couldn't deny it, so he chuckled and said, "Linlin, do you want a spoonful?"
Jiang Lin: “…”
Yan Runzhi's shoulders twitched and she turned away quietly to avoid getting into trouble. Because her son's childhood was too hard, she always wanted to make her two children sweeter. No matter how poor she was, she would always scrape together some money to buy a pound of sugar, just to secretly sweeten the mouths of the children. Who knew that she would accidentally make Cheng Xiaobao addicted to sweets.
Jiang Lin didn't say anything, she just said to Cheng Xiaobao: "This spoonful of sugar is enough to keep you sweet for three days. There is no more sugar for the next three days."
Cheng Xiaobao immediately felt as if he had eaten bitter gall, his little face wrinkled and he looked in great pain.
Cheng Dabao laughed and pointed at him, "You deserve it!"
Cheng Xiaobao sniffed and said with a sad face, "Mom, can I stand in the corner as punishment?" Whenever he pleaded with Jiang Lin, he would call her mom. At other times, he would call her Linlin, mom, or Dongsheng's wife.
Jiang Lin: "Don't talk nonsense, wait for your father to come back."
Cheng Xiaobao's eyes lit up when he heard this, "Dongsheng will definitely give it to me when he comes back."
Jiang Lin: “…”
Yan Runzhi: "Xiaobao, if you eat too much candy and your teeth rot, you won't be able to find a wife."
Cheng Xiaobao muttered in a low voice: "What's the point of having a wife if I don't give her candy?" He also glared at Jiang Lin.
Jiang Lin remained calm: "Eat."
When it was time for dinner, it was too dark outside to see clearly, so Jiang Lin lit a kerosene lamp and ate at the old elm wood dining table in the main room.
Jiang Lin felt that the food at this table was particularly delicious, not to mention that the Qiqiao fruit was cute and sweet, the Qiqiao noodles were rich and delicious, the noodles were chewy and tough, the peanuts were crispy, and the vegetables were refreshing. It tasted really refreshing, sweet and delicious.
Because there was sugar in the soup, it was sweet. Cheng Xiaobao drank until his belly was full. He wiped his mouth and said, "It's delicious."
Cheng Dabao was also very full and he kept rubbing his stomach.
Jiang Lin took the children to tidy up the yard and take a walk to help digest the food.
Cheng Xiaobao put his hands on his waist and started to tease his mother, "Linlin, does your waist hurt?"
Jiang Lin: "My waist doesn't hurt, my teeth hurt."
Cheng Xiaobao chuckled, "Dabao, does your waist hurt?"
Cheng Dabao rolled his eyes at him and said, "Silly roe deer!"
Seeing that Jiang Lin and Dabao were not supportive, Yan Runzhi quickly responded, "Xiaobao, grandma has a backache, what should we do?"
Cheng Xiaobao immediately perked up, "I'll teach you something. If you say it all at once, the pain will go away." He began to recite it seriously: "Altair and Vega, left star, right star, say it seven times, and the pain will go away!"
This was all taught by Yan Runzhi. He wanted to use it to please Jiang Lin in exchange for candy.
He looked at Jiang Lin and said, "Linlin, you should learn it well. You won't feel any pain in your waist even if you say it seven times in one breath."
Jiang Lin: "I don't have back pain to begin with."
They strolled in the yard, played games, and went to bed around 8:30 or 9:00.
Because Yan Runzhi was also there, Dabao and Xiaobao asked her to tell a story.
Yan Runzhi told the story of the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl. After she finished, Cheng Dabao said seriously, "It was cloudy tonight, and the sky was dark. The Cowherd and the Weaver Girl couldn't see clearly, so they fell down."
Cheng Xiaobao sighed, "The Cowherd and the Weaver Girl are so pitiful. They only see each other once a year, but tonight it was dark and they fell down. Oh, Dongsheng and Linlin are even more pitiful. They just met when their son was so old."
Jiang Lin: “……!!”
Yan Runzhi smiled and said, "Dongsheng must be thinking about Linlin. Does Linlin miss Dongsheng? The old people say that you can hear the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl whispering under the grape trellis."
Cheng Dabao and Cheng Xiaobao really wanted to go and listen, but unfortunately there was no grape trellis at home, so they started whispering about where Dongsheng was, what he was doing, and whether he missed them.
Jiang Lin: ...I'm already asleep, you can say whatever you want.
She fell asleep really quickly and dreamed of Cheng Rushan. He held her hand, looked at her with a smile, and said, "Did you miss me?"
Jiang Lin: "I didn't think about it, not at all."
Cheng Rushan: "You say one thing and mean another."
Cheng Xiaobao: "Linlin is not well behaved."
Cheng Dabao: "Jiang Lin, how can you be someone's daughter-in-law?"
Crack, Jiang Lin felt thunder roaring above her head, which frightened her and woke her up. Thunder rumbled in the darkness, a flash of lightning made the surroundings as bright as day, and "crack" another thunder exploded.
There was a sound of heavy rain outside.
It's raining?
Feeling the rain on her face, Jiang Lin was completely awakened.
Why is it raining indoors?
Jiang Lin was surprised to find that it was raining heavily outside and drizzling inside!
In fact, it started raining at midnight, and the rain got heavier and heavier, and many old houses could not bear it and gradually leaked. Many local farmers' houses were made of sorghum stalks as rafters and wheat straw as tiles, so they would leak if they were not careful. Even if they were tiled, if the skills were not good or the tiles broke and slipped over time, gaps would still appear and leaks would occur.
She jumped up and quickly went down to the ground to get a basin, but she almost fell flat on her face - when did a pool of water accumulate on the ground!!!
Yan Runzhi also woke up, and when she heard the noise, she immediately reached for a match to light a lamp.
When the fire lit up, Jiang Lin realized that this was not a house, but the Water Curtain Cave in Huaguo Mountain. There were at least four small waterfalls, some big and some small, and they were getting bigger and bigger.
Raindrops fell on Dabao and Xiaobao's faces. Dabao frowned, turned over, and continued to sleep. Xiaobao giggled, smacked his lips, and licked with his tongue.
Yan Runzhi quickly carried Xiaobao to a dry place, and Jiang Lin carried Dabao over as well. The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law got up and got busy again. They went to the east room to remove the things on the kang that were afraid of being soaked, and brought over the pots and pans that could be used at home to collect water. They collected water from the kang but not from the ground, and soon the ground in front of the kang was winding into a small river.
Jiang Lin: ………It looks like a brick house!
She looked at Yan Runzhi and found that Yan Runzhi was even more confused than she was. It seemed that she couldn't understand why this brick house leaked so badly. The two looked at each other and couldn't help laughing.
Yan Runzhi clapped her hands, pinched her fingers together, and began to hum in an unknown tone, "It's a dark sky, the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl have fallen out, there are thunder and lightning, and they are drowning us~~~~An An na~~~"
Jiang Lin laughed so hard that her stomach hurt. It was the first time she heard of the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl making trouble. They only saw each other once a year.
Yan Runzhi suddenly gestured to her and whispered, "Bao'er's mother, do you listen?"
Seeing her acting like a charlatan who had suddenly grown antennas and could communicate with heaven and earth, Jiang Lin was in awe and pricked up her ears to listen. How come she could vaguely hear Cheng Ruhai's family crying not far away? That miserable cry of crying for their parents was from Liu Honghua, right?
In such heavy rain, the brick houses were fine, but the poorly maintained adobe houses were in a terrible state. Not only did the roofs become sieves, the ground in front of the kang became muddy puddles, and the windows were leaking rain.
What's more, the roof of Liu Honghua's house was punctured by Cheng Rushan. Although Cheng Ruhai had repaired it, a patch is just a patch. It's okay in light rain, but it will definitely leak in heavy rain!
Liu Honghua called her son and daughter to hurry up and pack up to catch the rain. All the clothes, quilts and flour jars in the house should be covered to prevent them from getting wet.
She was running around without touching the ground, and her daughter suddenly shouted, "Mom, be careful!"
Before Liu Honghua asked what she should be careful about, she felt a tingling sensation on her head. She looked up subconsciously and saw a large lump of softened mud leaking out from the cracked fence and hitting her in the face, making her scream.
"Ah - Jiang Lin, you're the cause of all this trouble! Cheng Rushan, Yan Runzhi! I'm going to kill you!" Liu Honghua wiped her face and wanted to fight Jiang Lin to the death, but she took too big a step too quickly and her feet slipped, and she fell with a thud.
The heavy rain lasted until dawn. Not only Jiang Lin and Liu Honghua's family, but almost every household had to get up at night. Either the bedroom was leaking, or the pigsty and straw shed were leaking, or the water in the yard could not be drained out and flowed back into the house, causing trouble.
As soon as the sun rose, Jiang Lin couldn't wait any longer. She said to Yan Runzhi, "Grandma, please take care of the kids. I'll go check the roof."
She went out barefoot and looked around. She found that she could climb up the wall by stepping on a vat beside the wall, and then get onto the roof.
She scooped some water to wash off the mud on her feet to avoid slipping, and rolled up her pants to her knees, revealing her slender, white calves. Her feet were also white, and it was obvious that she had never suffered any injustice.
If it weren't for the different environment, she would have really thought this was her own body, it was so similar.
However, in addition to her great strength in her previous life, she also had another advantage, which was that her skin was very resistant to damage. It was white and tender, without any spots or darkening. It was also very strange, not to mention how rare it was. I hope this body is just as resistant.
Yan Runzhi thought she was just looking around in the yard to get someone to fix the roof, but she didn't expect her to actually climb up. She was so scared that she rushed out, "This is terrible, Baoer's mother, we can't go up there, come down quickly, come down quickly!"
Jiang Lin had already climbed onto the roof as nimbly as a cat. "It's okay. I'll take a look."
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Small Theater
Cheng Xiaobao: Dongsheng, when you are not at home, your wife will tear down the roof!
Cheng Dabao: I am a man, let me go!
Cheng Rushan: My wife is so beautiful.
Yan Runzhi: Cowherd and Weaver Girl~~
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