Chapter 155 Picking Sour Jujubes on the Mountain
At three quarters past Chen hour, a rosy glow finally appeared on the horizon.
Yunniang came to the Chen family as usual, but was startled to find a busy figure in the courtyard. "You... what are you doing here?"
Lin Dazhuang looked up and called out, "Hello, Er Gou's wife." After calling out, he immediately bent down again to continue chopping wood.
During this period, Chen Yongxing did a lot of work at home, and several piles of firewood were stacked in the backyard, right next to the roof of the thatched shed.
However, firewood is consumed quickly in winter, and Wan Qiqi needs firewood to make sauce and pancakes, so she has to keep chopping firewood to keep it running.
Inside the house, Wan Qiqi watched the two little ones eat breakfast. Hearing Lin Dazhuang's shout, she couldn't help but complain, "Dazhuang, don't call me that weird way. Just call me 'sister'."
"Oh," Lin Dazhuang replied, then buried himself in his work.
Yunniang entered the room and whispered, "Qiqi, he's with you. Is Zhaodi with you too?" As she spoke, she sat down next to Wan Qiqi and lowered her voice even further, "I heard that the Lin family had a fight yesterday. If you leave him here, what if Uncle Lin comes looking for him?"
"He can come looking for us if he wants, but he beat his daughter like that, and he still thinks he's right?" Wan Qiqi felt a chill run down her spine when she thought of Lin Zhaodi's miserable state.
Even as a slave doing hard labor, she wouldn't be beaten like this, let alone by her own father!
Although Yunniang wanted to warn Wan Qiqi not to meddle in other people's affairs, she suppressed her words upon seeing Wan Qiqi's expression.
After spending some time together, she had come to understand Wan Qiqi's personality better.
Once she's made up her mind, it's very difficult to change it, and nothing anyone says will change her mind.
Yunniang felt that Wan Qiqi's personality was not very good and that she was prone to making mistakes.
But it's precisely because she can't stand up for herself and is weak that she can't hold her head high at home. What right does she have to criticize others?
"Mother, where is Father?"
This is the sixth time I've asked this question since things calmed down!
Wan Qiqi knew that Chen Yongnian had been by the side of the two children since they were little, so they were dependent on him.
In recent months, Chen Yongnian has been home less and less, and she is often away, which makes the two little ones miss her even more.
She gently touched Pingping's cheek and said softly, "Your father has gone to do something important! When he comes back, he will be a great hero in the village."
"A great hero?" An'an seemed a little confused.
“Yes, a great hero.” Wan Qiqi reached out and wiped the grains of rice from An’an’s cheek, and said softly, “The kind of great hero who fights bad guys!”
Yunniang noticed that Wan Qiqi was the gentlest in front of Pingping and An'an.
After Wang returned to the main room, Wan Qiqi arranged Yunniang's tasks for the day and explained Chen Yongxing's tasks at home before she and Lin Dazhuang carried bamboo baskets up the mountain.
Today's task is to go up the mountain to pick wild jujubes.
Sour jujubes are a great thing!
When Wan Qiqi was little, she loved eating her grandmother's perilla-flavored sour jujubes and tangerine peel-flavored sour jujubes. They were sweet and sour and very appetizing. She never expected to find sour jujubes here.
As the sun gradually emerged from the clouds, the white frost, after being dried, turned into water droplets, wetting the two people climbing the mountain.
Lin Dazhuang took a few steps, then looked back at Wan Qiqi. Seeing that she had caught up in a few steps, he felt relieved and continued walking forward, asking, "Sister-in-law, what do you need so many wild fruits for? They're sour and can't be left out for long."
Wan Qiqi paused to catch her breath, making sure her breathing was steady, before saying, "I can turn it into something delicious and keep it for a long time, do you believe me?"
Lin Dazhuang also stopped and nodded, "I believe you, of course I believe you!" He had seen too many strange and unusual things in Wan Qiqi.
Even if Wan Qiqi told him now that she could turn the soil beneath his feet into food, he would believe it!
Clearly, Wan Qiqi doesn't have that ability. If she could turn soil into food, she wouldn't need to search for ways to get rich! The villagers wouldn't have to worry about having enough to eat either.
She had no idea that she had become a miracle in Lin Dazhuang's heart.
Having not climbed a mountain for so long, Wan Qiqi could no longer climb even halfway up. She wanted to ask Lin Dazhuang how much longer, but felt it would be too embarrassing to do so, so she remained silent and followed him up.
Actually, once you reach the halfway point, you don't need to climb any further. After passing through a patch of thorns, you'll see golden fruits scattered on the fallen leaves.
Wan Qiqi looked up, almost tilting her head back to the very top, before she could see the branches parallel to the sky, laden with sour jujubes.
"This tree is quite tall..."
Lin Dazhuang glanced at it as well, "It's okay, I can climb this tree."
Wan Qiqi glanced at the bare tree trunk, with no branches to step on for several meters below, and couldn't help but ask, "Can you climb up there?"
Seeing her suspicion, Lin Dazhuang immediately took off his shoes, hugged the tree like a monkey, and climbed up the trunk in a few quick movements.
He stood on a tree branch and waved to Wan Qiqi, as if to tell her that he could do it.
Even if you climb the tree, picking the fruit is not an easy task.
Wan Qiqi found a relatively clean branch and held it up, saying, "Use this to knock it down. I'll pick it up from the ground. Don't worry about the ones you can't knock down."
"Okay," Lin Dazhuang agreed, without any intention of showing off.
The fruit hangs high on the branches, which are too thin to pick directly; we have to knock it down first.
With the swinging of the branch, a "thud" sound rang out.
The jujubes, like golden raindrops, fall from the sky and land on the dry leaves.
Wan Qiqi bent down to pick them up, and soon she had filled half a bamboo basket.
The "thud" continued, and several fruits seemed to have their eyes on Wan Qiqi, all falling on her head.
"I'm sorry, sister-in-law, I didn't notice you were down there." Lin Dazhuang awkwardly scratched his head.
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