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Chapter 152
Ms. Jing is married for the second time, and her current husband is always on guard against her using money to support Ji Fuyang, the child she had with her ex.
The Wang family originally had two children, and later Ms. Jing gave birth to two more. Ji Fuyang did not live with her, and over time, her feelings for Ji Fuyang became even weaker.
Ji Fuyang was also a man who would judge people by their abilities and would not tolerate any loss. He didn't usually see Ms. Jing, but whenever they did, something would always happen.
Anyway, Weisheng felt that if Ji Fuyang didn't die in an accident, he must have been killed by his own humiliation.
But you know what, when she heard Ji Fuyang talking to Ms. Jing like that, she felt a little secretly happy.
It's not that Ms. Jing had offended Weisheng before, but she quite admired Ji Fuyang's straightforward way of doing things.
Feeling a little better, Weisheng asked Ji Fuyang with a smile, "What would you like to eat tonight? I picked some vegetables and dug up some potatoes in the garden."
Ji Fuyang glanced at the steamed buns still on the table and said, "Braised pork and potatoes, and a bowl of your favorite egg custard."
"OK!"
I just happened to be using the meat I bought to make oil. I continued to refine half of the meat until it became oily, and took out the other half in advance to stew the braised pork.
Grandpa Ji had some wealth, and after he left, all the money and notes were found by Ji Fuyang. Weisheng didn't care how much it was exactly, but he figured it couldn't be too little.
Uncle Ji from the military district brought his family back to attend the funeral. Originally, he was going to take Ji Fuyang to Tianfu after the funeral and then arrange for him to join the army, but Ji Fuyang couldn't stand that kind of restraint and didn't go with Uncle Ji.
Maybe it was because Uncle Ji couldn’t take Weisheng away. If he really joined the army, he would have to separate from Weisheng.
In the original owner's memory, Grandpa Ji specifically instructed Ji Fuyang to take good care of his old friend's granddaughter before he died. Later, when Wei Wei went to the countryside, Ji Fuyang followed her.
But there was no trouble at all, and Wei Wei and I lived in different villagers' homes...
Weisheng used a large iron pot to refine oil to make braised pork, and used a clay pot to simmer rice on the small stove next to it.
As for the egg custard, Ji Fuyang bought a clay pot steamer and steamed it directly in the clay pot.
In the middle of cooking, Weisheng asked Ji Fuyang to bring in another bundle of firewood.
The firewood was left by the landlord's wife last year and was piled on the side of the adobe house. To prevent the rain from wetting the firewood, a shed was built here with wood and straw.
The backyard was accessible from here and on the other side of the adobe house. After Ji Fuyang returned with the firewood, he went for a walk around the backyard. He found some scattered fruits on the fruit trees, so he happily ran into the house to get a basin and then went out again.
After a while, he came back to the house with a basin full of fruits while eating. When he saw Weisheng, he told him that the fruits tasted better than those in the capital.
Weisheng glanced at the fruit in the basin and said lightly, "When it's ripe, it's naturally sweet."
Although it's not the later era yet, fruits are often picked in advance for easier transportation. As a result, they naturally lack the sweetness of fully ripe fruits.
Seeing Weisheng add water to the pot and cover it, Ji Fuyang quickly raised the fruit bowl in his hand and asked, "What do you want to eat?" There were several kinds of fruits.
Weisheng took a look at the fruit bowl, walked directly to the water tank, scooped a bucket of water from it and poured it into the bowl.
He didn't say what to eat or how to wash the fruit, but Ji Fuyang, holding the basin, sat on the doorstep and started washing the fruit.
Turning around, Weisheng took two cucumbers he had picked earlier and threw them into the basin, asking Ji Fuyang to wash them...
In addition to braised pork, stewed potatoes and steamed egg custard for dinner, Weisheng also smashed a cucumber and took out the meat sauce that they had not finished on the road.
They had a delicious meal together. After the meal, Weisheng cleaned up the dishes, while Ji Fuyang lifted his butt and went off to have fun again.
Ignoring Ji Fuyang, Weisheng cleaned the stove and changed his clothes. He threw the dirty clothes into the space to wash them, then found a shower curtain and fixed it on the shelf under the left wall.
To be honest, the thing that Weisheng is most dissatisfied with about this house is that the house is filled with smoke when cooking.
But then I thought, there aren't many dishes with oil smoke these days, so I laughed at myself again at how pretentious I was.
As soon as it got dark, Weisheng lit a kerosene lamp in the house. The light was dim and not suitable for reading. He was really bored and had nothing to do, so Weisheng washed the vegetables he picked today and prepared to make pickles later.
In just a short while, Ji Fuyang came back with a chicken coop.
"I just heard from the villagers that every household can raise three chickens and ducks. Look, this is ours." After he said that, he was about to put the chicken coop on the square table in the room, but Weisheng stopped him with his eyelids twitching.
"Don't put it there!"
Seeing that Weisheng wouldn't let him put the chicken coop down, Ji Fuyang kept holding it. After Weisheng took it, he ran out again.
Weisheng never expected Ji Fuyang to do anything, so every time Ji Fuyang did something serious, Weisheng would be surprised and a little delighted.
Now, holding the chicken coop, he tilted his head to look at the chickens inside and found that Ji Fuyang had bought only half-grown pullets. Judging from their size, they should have started laying eggs.
The cage is not small, so it can hold three chickens for now, but I have to build a nest for them tomorrow.
After throwing a few vegetable leaves into the cage, Weisheng carried the chicken cage out of the house.
Thinking that the courtyard wall was too low and the gate was useless, Weisheng took out a large bag of medicine powder from the space and sprinkled it along the courtyard wall.
This powder can keep out thieves, weasels and wild beasts.
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It was past seven in the evening, and the villagers who had gone to bed early had all gone home. Only then did Ji Fuyang stroll home from the threshing ground.
As I walked to the gate of the yard, I smelled a scent of medicine. I took a step back and sniffed left and right like a pug.
When he discovered that the smell of medicine was coming from the wall, he guessed that Weisheng must have done something.
Based on his past experience of getting into trouble, Ji Fuyang did not reach out to touch the low wall. Instead, he chuckled and kicked open the gate.
After entering the yard, he used his elbow to lock the door from the inside.
Even though it's just a fence gate, it doesn't matter whether it's locked or not.
With his hands behind his back, he walked into the house in a sloppy manner. Seeing Weisheng sitting on a chair weaving a small basket, he leaned over to take a look.
Ji Fuyang had the impression that Weisheng could learn everything he saw at a glance since he was a child, so he was not surprised to see Weisheng weaving a small basket. Instead, he asked Weisheng where the willow branches for weaving the basket came from.
Weisheng didn't even raise his head and casually said "later". After that, he seemed to have thought of something and mentioned to Ji Fuyang the matter of the drug in the courtyard.
Ji Fuyang said "Oh" and sat down opposite Weisheng. He talked to Weisheng about other people's yards across the square table.
Anyway, I have never seen anyone’s courtyard wall as low as theirs.
Wei Sheng, who understood what Ji Fuyang was going to do, just looked up and glanced at him, "We just got here, let's be quiet for a couple of days."
Ji Fuyang laughed when he heard this, and shook his finger at Weisheng, "That won't work. We have to set rules for them right after they arrive."
Weisheng: "...up to you."
That night, Weisheng filled a newly woven small basket with soy sauce, salt, vinegar and other seasonings, placed it on the shelf, washed his hands and face, went to the dry toilet in the corner, and then returned to his room to rest.
It was a kang that was neither big nor small. Weisheng just put the kang table in the middle, threw Ji Fuyang's bedding to him at the head of the kang, and spread his own bedding next to the kang cabinet.
After a while, they blew out the oil lamps and lay down.
Weisheng first stretched comfortably in the quilt, then turned over to face the kang cabinet, ready to have a good sleep.
But Ji Fuyang, who was on the other side of the kang table, had never slept on a kang before. He asked Weisheng if she was queasy, and then reached out to pull Weisheng's quilt to ask her if she was warm.
"Why do I feel like I'm making pancakes?"
Ji Fuyang turned over again and sat up. He first looked at Weisheng who ignored him, and then looked at the kang table in the middle.
With a turn of his eyes, he lifted the kang table to the corner of the wall, then pulled his quilt towards Weisheng.
After all this trouble, he avoided the hottest part of the kang. When Ji Fuyang lay down in the bed again, he found that it was much more comfortable than before.
Then the bastard started poking Weisheng with his fingers again, "Tell me, why did you let me sleep at the head of the kang?"
After poking Weisheng a few times and seeing no sign of him repenting, he started poking and grabbing Weisheng's braid with his claws.
Weisheng was once again driven mad with rage by this bastard, but she didn't want to be held by Ji Fuyang and howled at again, so she quietly took out the incense burner with the calming incense...
"Hiss~"
Weisheng got up early in the morning, but fell down again as soon as he sat up.
When she turned around, she found that her braid was pressed under Ji Fuyang's head.
While rubbing the painful top of his head, Weisheng poked Ji Fuyang hard a few times before getting off the kang and returning to his space.
Weisheng used the bathroom in the space and took a shower before coming out. When he came out, he saw Ji Fuyang still sleeping. Weisheng ignored him and folded his own bedding and placed it on the kang cabinet.
He pushed the door open, stretched out at the door, and then looked around.
Taohe Village is incredibly beautiful in autumn, and the vegetation on the hillside behind it is even more vibrant and colorful. The village nestles against the mountainside, its curling smoke creating a picturesque scene.
Taohezhuang in the early morning gave Weisheng the feeling that it was the world in her paintings.
Three eggs were found in the chicken coop, which immediately brightened Weisheng's good mood.
He tore up an old piece of cloth he had brought with him and made three ropes. He tied one end of the rope to the hen's feet and the other end to the clothesline in the yard.
The newly brought home hens are familiar with their home and need to be tied up for a few days to prevent them from returning to their original owner's home.
After tying the rope and sprinkling some rice bran in the yard, Weisheng let the hens roam freely in the yard.
There was some leftover rice yesterday, and Weisheng planned to use it to cook some vegetable porridge.
As for the staple food... thinking of Ji Fuyang tossing and turning on the kang yesterday, Weisheng decided to make some egg pancakes.
Ji Fuyang woke up when Weisheng was making breakfast.
But he didn't get up. Instead, he lay on the low wall in the stove and watched Weisheng make egg pancakes.
As he watched, Ji Fuyang smacked his lips again, "Shall we have pot-side porridge for lunch?"
Weisheng glanced at Ji Fuyang and thought to himself, "You look like a piece of glutinous rice." After finishing his work, he didn't respond to the question and only asked Ji Fuyang what news he had heard yesterday.
Ji Fuyang casually said two or three things, and when he saw that the meal was ready, he got off the kang.
After dinner, Ji Fuyang left Weisheng alone at home and went to the village committee compound.
As soon as he arrived at the village committee compound, Ji Fuyang accurately found the village chief in the crowd, and without waiting for the village chief to react, he rushed up and hugged him, followed by a loud howling.
"Village chief, you have to make the decision for me."
"This life is unbearable!"
"What's the point of me living?"
The village chief was stunned by Ji Fuyang's howling. He looked at Ji Fuyang with a confused look on his face, then looked at the villagers around him. Noticing that the villagers also looked nonchalant, he slowly lowered his head to look at Ji Fuyang, who was only thundering but not raining.
My head was buzzing and my solar plexus was pumping like a motor.
"Just tell me what happened!"
"Yeah, stop howling and get to the point."
Seeing that the village chief and the villagers were urging him to tell them what was going on, Ji Fuyang finally let go of the village chief. He rubbed his hands on his face twice, then looked around the village committee compound with an embarrassed look, and then said shyly:
"Last night, my wife and I were doing that when someone jumped into my house and stood right under the window. I was so scared.
"Wow, my grandfather is still waiting to hold his grandson. Village chief, you have to make the decision for me!"
village head:"……"
Villagers: “…”
You have the nerve to say such things, we are embarrassed to hear them.
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