"Don't worry, I'll let Xiaohu take you there, and I'll take you in." Aunt Li looked at the little girl helplessly, then shouted towards the backyard. "Xiaohu, are you free? Come out and take your Aunt Lan to the carpenter's house?"
"Yes, yes, I'll be right there." Xiaohu quickly put down the homework in his hand, put on his shoes hurriedly and went out. He had long been reluctant to do this brain-consuming homework, but his grandmother insisted on making him do it at home.
He had no choice but to do his homework in the room. Now that he had other things to do, of course he had to be more active.
When he arrived in the yard, he saw a strange child, who immediately looked at his grandmother and Song Tanglan with some curiosity.
"Don't you remember him? You used to call him Uncle Zi every day, and you cried loudly when he came home!" Aunt Li looked at her silly grandson with amusement.
Song Tangzi also remembered this little friend and even explained, "Xiao Hu, I'm Song Tangzi."
"Grandma, don't talk nonsense. Of course I remember. It was Uncle Tangzi."
Xiaohu is already a little boy of eleven or twelve years old. He has reached the age of being sensible. Now he can't help but feel embarrassed and angry when being teased by his grandmother.
"Yes, yes, you remember. Take them to the carpenter's house to buy two wooden basins."
After the three of them left the house, Song Tanglan saw that the two little guys were a little reserved, so she decided, "Xiao Zi, you and Xiao Hu should go buy a wooden basin together. Just buy the same size you usually use for washing. I'll give you the money, and I'll go back to help my second sister cook."
Song Tangzi didn't notice the look in her fourth sister's eyes. She just thought she had something to go back to and agreed happily. "Okay, fourth sister, you go back!"
When Song Tanglan heard that he agreed, she happily walked towards home.
When she got home, Song Tangcheng saw that she came back alone and asked in confusion, "Where's my little brother?"
"I went to buy a wooden basin with Xiaohu."
Song Tangcheng was a little surprised to hear this, but she didn't say much. The two sisters went back to the kitchen to continue cooking.
Only after the two of them finished cooking did Song Tangzi come back with the wooden basin. Only then did the two sisters look at him curiously and ask, "Why are you back so late?"
"Xiao Hu took me to buy a wooden basin. On the way back, we ran into the aunt I just met. She insisted on taking us to her place to pick fruit. Look, my basin is full."
He then showed the basin to his two sisters.
Song Tanglan was also surprised when she saw the fruits inside. There were pears, apples, peaches, cherries, and a melon as big as a fist.
"How many aunts' homes did you visit?"
Song Tanglan had also eaten these fruits in the countryside. There were not many people in the team who had the money to buy fruit seedlings to grow. Captain Cheng's family also grew some, and there were even a few fruit seedlings in their backyard. Those were half-grown seedlings that Song Tangcheng asked them to buy when they were building the house.
A fruit seedling is not cheap in this era, especially cherries, which are only grown by Captain Cheng and Accountant Zhang.
"I went to three of my aunts' homes. I picked the cherries at Xiaohu's house. Only these few are ripe. The others are not yet ripe. The cantaloupe was given to me by the hunter grandfather."
After hearing what he said, the two sisters were a little envious of his good popularity. Fruits were not cheap in those days, and many families would take the fruits they grew to food purchasing stations to sell. Except for a few familiar families who would share some with each other, the rest were rarely given to outsiders.
Cheng Fangyuan also knew the situation in the team. He took his full basin, helped him put it away, and quickly asked him to wash his hands and eat.
"Go wash your hands and have dinner. In a dozen days, the fruits in our backyard will be ripe. You can decide whether to dry them or can them."
He doesn't like eating fruits very much. The reason why he grows fruits at home is not because his wife likes them. When they built the house, they bought half-grown seedlings, which bloomed and bore fruit after only two years of planting. He also specially learned some knowledge from the people who grew the fruit seedlings.
From time to time, they would fertilize and prune the branches of several fruit trees, which resulted in their fruits growing exceptionally well every year. Last year they had a bumper harvest and they even sent a lot to the Song family.
Song Tanglan was very happy to hear this. She rarely ate fruit since she came here, and the occasional fruits she bought were not particularly fresh. The moisture of those fruits had obviously been lost, and they did not taste like the fruits in her previous life.
As a result, she didn't like to buy fruits anymore and was always looking forward to the next few fruits to bear fruit.
In the past month or two, she has been watching the trees in the backyard bloom and bear fruit. Whenever she comes across a ripe fruit, Cheng Fangyuan will pick it for them and let the two sisters eat it.
As Song Tangcheng ate, he thought about the abundance of fruit in the backyard this year. "I can can some more, dry some fruit, pick some fresh ones and store them in the cellar, and give some to your sister and Xiaoqi. There probably won't be much left."
"Okay, let's arrange it this way!"
Song Tangzi had just returned and heard what they were saying. He was a little confused. He looked at the three of them curiously and asked, "Brother-in-law, do you grow fruit at home? Why don't I see any? Aren't there just the two peach trees in the yard?"
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