Zhu Cuilan walked in and looked around. She saw two boys laughing and joking in the yard. She asked, "Where are Dachuan and Fangyu?"
"They went up the mountain to look for a beehive."
As soon as Zhu Cuilan sat down, Zhao Fangchu couldn't wait to tell her the news that peach blossom cakes were selling well in the town.
Zhu Cuilan was delighted when she heard this, and happily agreed with Zhao Fangchu.
"Good, very good. Look, I said you are capable. You two will definitely have a good life in the future. Now that you have money, you should think about having children. Don't be afraid of being tired. I will take care of the children for you. You are no different from my own daughter-in-law, and the child is my own grandson. Give birth to one quickly so that I can be happy." Zhu Cuilan handed the crispy beans in her hand to the two and asked them to taste them.
The crispy beans were brought back from a banquet at Yun Qiao's house today. It was the second day after the birth and it was not yet time for the full moon banquet, so the Yun family simply set up two tables to entertain the female relatives who had been tired all day yesterday.
Newborn babies are adorable. In the past, when Tianniu often came to play, Zhu Cuilan always loved her very much, let alone a baby as small as today.
The baby seemed to feel sorry for Yun Qiao's pain when she gave birth to him. After eating, he fell into a deep sleep. No matter who held him, he would sleep soundly and not make any noise at all.
Zhu Cuilan was reluctant to put the baby down after holding it. When she saw the little baby, she thought of her own child Xiao Qianer who also lay so obediently in her arms. Now that they have grown up, it is time for them to start a family and get married. How could she not hope to have such a little cutie in her family?
Now that she saw that Zhao Luochuan and Yang Donghu were living better and better, she said something.
Yang Donghu felt a little shy when being treated as an elder. He sat aside, pursed his lips and smiled softly, pinched a crispy bean and put it in his mouth: "I understand, auntie."
This kind of thing is not something that one person can have the final say on. Zhu Cuilan mentioned it a few times but didn't push too hard. It would be bad to push people too hard.
Zhao Fangchu grabbed a handful of crispy beans, smiled a bit foolishly, and changed the subject: "Hey, Dong Ge just said he would pay me for my work."
Seeing his money-obsessed look, Zhu Cuilan laughed and poked Zhao Fangchu's smooth forehead with her finger: "You little money-obsessed boy, you are obsessed with money. Money is dearer to you than your mother."
"You poke me every time. Look, you're almost going to make a hole in my face. If I get a big hole on my face, I'll blame you for the rest of my life." Zhao Fangchu complained with a pout, and quickly sat further away from Zhu Cuilan.
The man was not at home, and Zhu Cuilan came back after having a full meal. She felt tired, so she sat for a while and then went back to rest. At noon, only Yang Donghu and Zhao Fangchu had a quick meal to fill their stomachs.
After dinner, heat up the earthen kiln, put the prepared peach blossom cakes in it, and then just wait.
The advantage of an earthen kiln over an iron pot is that you have to keep an eye on the iron pot to prevent it from burning, but with an earthen kiln, you don't have to remember the exact time, you just have to come and get it when the time comes.
The earthen kiln was small and could only hold half a batch of peach blossom cakes at a time. Yang Donghu carefully covered the hole with a wooden board, patted the flour stuck on his hands, and smiled at Zhao Fangchu, "We made a lot this time. Besides sending some to the canteen tomorrow, there's still quite a bit left. It's just right for us to eat. We can also give some to Brother Fang Yu to send to An Jin. You can also give some to your friends in the village. Last time you were depressed at home for a few days, they came to keep you company."
Yang Donghu could see through Zhao Fangyu's little thoughts, but he had no good excuse to see Yang Anjin, and the peach blossom cake just happened to satisfy his wish.
Zhao Fangchu clung to Yang Donghu like a puppy, threw himself on him, and rocked him with his arms: "Dong brother, you are so kind and considerate. If I were a man, I would definitely marry you."
Yang Donghu laughed: "Nonsense."
"Really, even if you're a man, I'm willing to marry you."
"If your aunt hears you later, she will scold you. You are so young and you are already talking about marriage. If outsiders hear it, they will think that you are obsessed with men. It will be a joke." Yang Donghu patted his back and motioned him to let go.
Zhao Fangchu wasn't afraid of Yang Donghu at all. He smiled foolishly and hugged him tighter. "Don't treat me like a child. I'm only one year younger than you. A few days ago, I heard someone come to talk to my mother. They said someone asked about my age. My mother was reluctant to give them a slap in the face, but she was also secretly showing me her age. I know all this."
"Auntie, you're too anxious. I always feel that you are still young. I really can't bear to leave you in someone else's home."
Zhao Fangchu was acting cute and funny at home, and there was always laughter in front of the window and behind the house. If one day Zhao Fangchu was really given away to someone else, Yang Donghu would not be willing to let her go, and he would inexplicably feel a sense of sadness like marrying off a girl.
"I don't want to get married either. My mother said that with my personality, I don't know how much trouble I would cause if I went to someone else's house. Just thinking about it gives me a headache."
Yang Donghu smiled and pointed at the earthen kiln: "If you don't want to get married, then don't get married. I can make money and support you forever, so you don't have to worry about anything."
These words were really outrageous in feudal society. Fortunately, there was no one around when the two of them said this, otherwise Zhu Cuilan would have been so angry that she would have gotten sick if she had heard it.
The sun gradually sets, and the fragrance of peach blossom cakes from the earthen kiln spreads to every corner of the yard.
The pancakes were fresh and hot right out of the oven. Zhao Fangchu said he was feeling full during lunch, but now he could still eat another piece of peach blossom pancake.
Yang Donghu put all the remaining dough into the pancake, took out the finished pancakes and divided them into several small portions, knowing exactly who each portion was given to.
Zhao Fangchu took the portion for his friend and asked Yang Donghu if he wanted to go together.
Seeing that it was still early for sunset, Yang Donghu guessed that Zhao Luochuan would not come back so early. He was bored staying at home, so he might as well go for a walk with Zhao Fangchu.
The two of them hung up the gate and went to the village together.
The Zhao family lives in the westernmost corner of the village, and the brother who is familiar with Zhao Fangchu lives in the northernmost part of the village. If you don't want to go through the village to go to his house, there is a main road along the side of the village.
Neither Yang Donghu nor Zhao Fangchu liked to hang out in crowds, so they chose the outermost road.
The two of them originally intended to walk around the crowd, but they didn't expect that there were still people strolling on the road at this time.
There are large areas of sesame fields on the roadside. The sesame trees have grown to the height of a person, and many light purple flowers are hanging on the poles.
The sesame stalks grew tall and dense, so it was no problem for a person to hide in the grass. Yang Donghu vaguely saw a person squatting inside, not knowing what he was doing.
He ignored it out of the principle of not wanting to get involved, but the man saw him and hesitated for a moment before calling out to him.
"Winter Lake."
Yang Donghu stopped and looked back. It was Yang Chunxiao whom he hadn't seen for a long time.
She seemed to be more haggard than last time. Her face looked pale and thin. Her clothes were hanging loosely on her body, perhaps because of her thin figure.
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