"Who is the person you like?" Zhou's mother didn't expect to actually find out the answer.
"Oh dear, it's not even close to being settled yet."
Shen Banxia, who was outside, also wanted to know the answer. Suddenly, a figure flashed into her mind. Could it be Su Yu?
Based on the script's line about automatic repair, it's highly likely.
I strained my ears to try and verify, but there was no sound coming from inside.
Shen Banxia returned to the house with a regretful look on her face. Zhou Mingqian, who had watched the whole thing, couldn't help but chuckle as he saw his wife looking like a child who hadn't gotten any candy. He leaned close to her ear and whispered, "How about I ask around for you?"
Shen Banxia rolled her eyes at him, "No need."
Given Zhou Mingjiao's trouble-prone nature, the answer was soon known.
However, Shen Banxia was wrong this time, and Zhou Mingjiao remained calm.
Soon, Shen Banxia lost the energy to pay attention to these things.
Autumn has arrived.
Autumn is the harvest season. In the fields, peanuts, corn, sweet potatoes, peppers and other fruits ripen one by one. On the fruit trees, persimmons, chestnuts, citrus and other fruits hang high on the branches, attracting birds to compete for them.
Cash crops are harvested first, followed by food crops.
Back then, when Shen Banxia and her group were harvesting peanuts, it was on a small scale. Now, it's a large-scale harvest.
Despite being pregnant, Shen Banxia also took on a job: drying crops in the autumn harvest.
On the dam, wearing a straw hat and carrying a long bamboo pole, they both chased away the birds and prevented anyone from stealing their food.
However, it's an unspoken understanding that these people who come to watch the show don't usually go too far.
After all, this is a rare and valuable resource, as it can be used to extract oil.
These days, people's bellies are mostly empty and bland. This kind of work is usually done by the elderly and pregnant women in the village.
Therefore, there are some things that everyone turns a blind eye to, which can be considered a small, hidden benefit.
Shen Banxia sat on a small stool and followed the crowd, grabbing a handful and putting them in her pocket.
However, we can't go too far.
As far as she knew, there was a woman named Granny Qi who not only stuffed her clothes full, but also filled her crotch, which aroused public outrage.
Later, she was made an example of and paraded through the village with a sign around her neck that read "Thief," and she had to shout as she walked, "Don't follow my example, I stole peanuts from the production team, I'm an old thief."
That level of social destruction was too much for Shen Banxia to handle. Really? Wouldn't that be a disgrace to socialism? Absolutely not.
When Zhou Mingqian arrived at the drying ground with peanuts, he looked at his wife's rosy face in the sunlight, her expression righteous and indignant, and wondered what she was thinking.
While he was emptying the peanuts, he moved closer to his wife and said, "Honey, I hid some peanuts. I'll cook them for you when we get back." Shen Banxia liked boiled peanuts in salt water.
As Shen Banxia thought of the story of Granny Qi, and imagined Zhou Mingqian's refreshing face like a school heartthrob, she suddenly felt a bit ascetic.
Ahem, setting aside the wild thoughts in my mind, I said earnestly, "Da Ming, you need to straighten out your thinking. You're trying to fleece socialism, that won't do, that won't do."
Seeing his wife's disastrous behavior, Zhou Mingqian immediately played along, looking heartbroken, "Xia, I offered my heart to the bright moon, but the bright moon shines on the gutter."
"We must be good people, really, good people live a peaceful life, Damingzi," Shen Banxia said with utmost sincerity.
Who told him to be the main villain in both books?
Zhou Mingqian didn't understand, and continued to cooperate, grinning with a set of big white teeth, "I also want to be a good person, but alas..." with a profound sense of urgency.
"Pfft," Shen Banxia broke down, "Stop joking around and go pick some peanuts."
The phrase "smiling like a flower" perfectly describes Shen Banxia. She has the kind of delicate and well-behaved appearance, with two sweet dimples that make people feel sweet all over.
The others at the shaiba couldn't help but tease, "Oh my, look at Mingqian and Banxia, they've been married for over four years and they're still so lovey-dovey."
"That's right. Unlike my husband, he's never patient with me."
"Comparison is the thief of joy. Although the eldest son of the Zhou family is a bit lazy and wasteful, he is impeccable when it comes to his wife."
"Isn't that right? These two may be lazy, but they are definitely good-looking."
People tend to be more kind to good-looking people.
Shen Banxia enjoys watching plays, but she doesn't like others watching her plays. She urged Zhou Mingqian, "Da Mingzi, you really shouldn't be spreading your irresistible charm everywhere."
Shen Banxia looked sincere.
Zhou Mingqian chuckled, “Follow the orders of the ‘leader’.”
Shen Banxia waved her hand, and the others couldn't help but laugh again.
After the peanuts were harvested, Chen Banxia was also busy, since sweet potatoes and corn needed someone to watch over them.
People these days may be simple and honest, but there are still bad people among them.
Some people are incredibly audacious; they've even stolen grain from granaries before.
After all the crops were harvested, the project that Shen Banxia liked finally arrived – the autumn harvest.
As the name suggests, after all the crops have been harvested, you can pick them freely, and most importantly, they belong to you personally.
Although she had long been used to everything belonging to the collective, Shen Banxia, having awakened her memories, couldn't help but be happy about this rare freedom.
Only Zhou Mingjiao said sarcastically, "Brother and sister-in-law, you two are really quite leisurely. It's time to harvest your family's private plot. Instead of helping out, you're going to 'harvest' the crops. That's something only children do."
"Is there a rule that adults aren't allowed to go?" Zhou Mingqian retorted.
Zhou Mingjiao choked for a moment, then quickly said, "No adult is like you."
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