On the morning of the Reunion Festival, Fan Mo grabbed Fan Jin by the scruff of the neck, pulled him out of his sleep, and put him in the car.
Because they brought a lot of goods today, twenty chickens and six hundred eggs, as well as a bag of dried fish, two baskets of radishes and vegetables.
The chickens and eggs they had been selling in the city for three months had already become very popular, with anyone passing by wanting to take a bite.
Having brought so many goodies today, they would definitely not be let off. As they expected, a group of robbers appeared only four or five miles after they had driven the mule cart out of the village.
They were masked, holding long sticks, and rushed out from the weeds on the roadside, shouting, "Stop!"
Fan Bai glanced at it lightly without slowing down.
Fan Mo looked ahead and squinted his eyes. "There's a rope ahead."
The two people standing on both sides of the road were holding a tight rope in their hands. If they rushed over, the car would definitely overturn.
In the end, the mule cart stopped as the robbers wished.
Just as Fan Bai was about to take out the knife, several mule carts came up behind him.
"Hey - the guy in front, what are you doing?" the driver shouted in a rough voice.
Fan Bai looked back and saw Wang Wenxuan walking out of the car.
Wang Wenxuan also brought some food back to the city to reunite with his family today. He had met Fan Bai and knew that he was the head of the Jiang family.
He looked over at the cart. The bamboo baskets were covered with rags, but the smell still wafted through. Was he going into town to sell chickens again?
Naturally, they raised a lot of chickens, ducks and other livestock on their farm, but the Wang family's business was not on farm products.
He casually glanced at the people in the car and suddenly met a pair of almond-shaped eyes.
He was a lovely young man. He felt very familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen such a boy before.
When he wanted to take a few more glances, the boy had already turned his head.
A breeze blew by, breaking his thoughts. He turned his head and asked his servants to help "clear the way".
He returned to the city with seven or eight strong servants, who were armed with knives and sticks, which was quite intimidating.
There were only five or six robbers blocking the road. When they saw this, they looked grim and quickly begged for mercy and ran away.
Fan Bai thanked the Wang family for their help, then drove to the provincial capital.
The young man lowered his head to talk to the woman on the train. Looking from the side, he seemed quite lively and adorable. Wang Wenxuan stared at him for a moment, then returned to the train.
Fan Bai led the way, and several mule carts from the Wang family followed behind in a row. The drivers were all tall and strong men, and they looked very imposing. No one dared to block their way along the way.
As soon as Fan Bai's mule cart entered the city, a follower ran to deliver the message.
"Shopkeeper Fan is here! Hurry over to the store!"
Fan Bai and his companions have gotten used to it. There are few meat shops in the city, and their chickens are fat and their eggs are delicious. Not to mention that the chickens hatched from breeding eggs are easier to raise than ordinary chicks. So they are quickly snatched up every time they come back.
Today is a big festival, so there will be more people grabbing things.
Fan Bai and the other two walked to the street entrance and saw from afar thirty or forty people queuing at the door.
"Shopkeeper Fan is here, hurry up and open the shop for business! We've been waiting for you!"
They also enthusiastically helped to move things and "by the way" helped to lift the cloth.
A fishy smell emanated from the air. "Oh! We have dried fish for sale today! This can be stored well. I'm going to buy two later to save for the New Year!"
"There are ten more chickens today!" an old man turned and shouted to the people outside, then looked into the other baskets.
Hey! There are more vegetables!
They have two mu of land in their backyard for growing vegetables, but the soil is not fertile and the vegetables grown are sparse.
Look at the vegetables the Jiang family brought. They have thick stems and lush green leaves. They must be delicious! The weather is getting colder, and radishes can be preserved, and the soup is also warming.
He was in a state of confusion, wanting everything, but when he felt around in his pocket, he only had the money his wife had given him for the chicken. If he went back home and came back, he'd definitely miss out on a spot...
Before the old man could finish his hesitation, the shop opened. He rushed forward and asked for a hen.
It doesn’t really matter whether you buy vegetables or not, they are sold in the market anyway.
The three siblings of the Fan family had already reached a tacit understanding. Fan Bai took the goods, Fan Mo settled the bills and kept the accounts, and Fan Jin stared at the people entering the store with his big eyes, not allowing anyone to take advantage of the situation.
They were busy for half a day, sold all the goods, ate some dry food and then rushed back to the village.
Before the mule cart stopped, Fan Jin jumped off and skipped to the backyard to swing.
Then he was stopped by Yuan Zhuangtou.
He touched the back of his head, wondering if the young master would be as cold and ruthless as his father...
Jiang Yue didn't know if her little one would be a replica of the cool little guy. But the original cool guy had already started washing the diaper stained with stinky poop with his stinky face...
Aunt Yuan came over with a warm cloth to help Jiang Yue produce milk.
Under her guidance, Jiang Yue carefully held the baby and fed him.
When the child cried and drank the first sip of milk, Jiang Yue felt a sense of connection with the child.
She scratched the child's tender red face with her fingers and said with a smile, "Sui Sui, look at how stinky your father's face is. If you were older, you would probably get beaten by him."
The child's nickname was Sui Sui and his full name was Jiang Ning. She hoped that the child would live a happy and peaceful life.
Suisui's eyes were closed, his eyeliner narrow and long; he would surely grow up to be a big-eyed child. He held his rations in his mouth, his small jaw moving and making small humming sounds, as if he were refutating his mother's words.
Aunt Yuan had a kind face and whispered to the lady, "Can you let me sleep in the outer room at night? This way, the lady can sleep more comfortably."
Jiang Yue hesitated for a moment, still not used to having someone watching over her. "No need, Aunt Yuan, you can just come and help during the day. Ah Nian and I should be able to take care of the child at night."
"It'll be completely cold in a while. You and Ping An should make some more diapers and clothes for the baby. I'm afraid they won't dry out and I'll have nothing to change into. You should also make a few more quilts."
"Oh, okay."
Jiang Yue spoke nicely, and after the first month, she lost weight without even having to diet.
The child's father was so tired that he had dark circles under his eyes, but he couldn't get angry when he saw the child who was so confused and only as big as his arm...
She finally understood the truth: Pregnancy is not the most tiring thing, raising a child is.
Jiang Yue did not hold a third-day bath or a full-month banquet, but just asked Yuan Zhuangtou to give everyone more red eggs and add meat to dinner to share in the festive atmosphere.
But several families who knew that she had given birth came to send gifts.
Jiang Dashu's family sent a pair of small tiger-head shoes and a tiger-head hat, while Yan Gu's family sent a set of children's clothes.
They used ordinary fabrics and the embroidery was average, but this was a gift they prepared to the best of their ability, and they were very thoughtful, so Jiang Yue naturally didn't mind.
Wang Wenxuan also sent a gift on behalf of the Wang family.
This gift is relatively much more valuable and is also what Jiang Yue likes.
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