Chapter 161 Old Lady Liu Returns Home

New Year of 1973.

Old Lady Liu has experienced a lot.

Just these programs are enough for her to brag about for a whole year.

The army invited soldiers and military families to celebrate the New Year together. In addition to the soldiers' programs, the military families also performed a few, and then the children in the family courtyard also performed on stage.

"The wind and rain send spring back, and the flying snow welcomes spring! The east wind blows, the war drums beat, and in this situation of great revolutionary spirit, we welcome the Spring Festival!..."

The opening host's voice just fell.

The crowd watching below clapped their hands, and Old Lady Liu's palms were so excited that they turned red.

Her mouth was full of joy.

There were programs on stage one after another, singing red songs, reciting poems, playing the erhu, model operas...

The wives of soldiers in the family compound had used their spare time to arrange programs every day half a month ago.

Model operas were very popular at that time, and they were always indispensable at the party.

There were several wives of soldiers with exquisite and pure singing voices. They organized a group of female soldiers and got up early every morning to practice their voices.

Including Guo Fengjuan, she was also pulled in to practice.

Liu Qingqing was also invited, but she turned it down on the pretext that her child was young.

She just sat down and watched honestly.

Song Xiangyang, the little friend in Liu Qingqing's arms, was excited for a while, and then began to feel sleepy again.

Song Jinglin took the child and his wife out of the audience.

He didn't let the old lady come back with him. She had been here for a few months and there wasn't much to talk about.

It was hard to get back to the lively atmosphere...

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After the Chinese New Year, Old Lady Liu was a little restless and wanted to go back to the village.

No matter how good it was outside, it was not as good as home.

First, the old lady was expected to give birth.

The eldest son went to work in the city and could only come home at night.

Little Lili was not as useful as an adult.

Moreover, she was afraid that after a year or so, she would not be able to see one or two of the old sisters in the group. The thought of not being able to see them was painful.

Especially Zhang Daqin.

She didn't know how tired she was from taking care of the paralyzed old man.

Liu Qingqing didn't force her to stay.

"If you want to go back and work, do something easy. If you don't want to, don't go. Spend the money when you need it. If you don't have enough, write to me. Come back when you want to."

Old Lady Liu nodded repeatedly: "Okay, come back later."

She liked to hear this. The old lady's family had good food, her son-in-law didn't have much to do, the baby was easy to take care of, and it was comfortable to live there.

But she couldn't just stay there forever.

She could come back every year or so, which would not be annoying and would enhance the relationship.

If they always got together, it would easily lead to conflicts.

Old Lady Liu took the 200 yuan given by the lady and got on the car with the two big bags she brought when she came.

Although the old lady said that money could not be kept close to the body.

But people on the train were not close to each other, and she felt uneasy if she didn't keep her money close to her.

She wrapped it in two layers of handkerchiefs and sewed it on her chest with needle and thread.

Anyone could feel that this part of her was a hooligan...

As for the food and supplies prepared by her son-in-law, she only took some.

She just filled the empty bag and that was it.

She changed back to the cotton jacket she wore when she came here, and it looked the same from the outside.

Outsiders couldn't see what was in the bag.

Song Jinglin asked someone to buy a sleeper ticket for Old Lady Liu.

After the family of three sent the person on the train, they sent a telegram to Liu Dongfang.

Old Lady Liu sighed that people should go out more often, and they will be less afraid after gaining more experience.

Look, this time when I got on the bike, it was just like going home.

I knew where to get water and where to go to the toilet.

He chatted with the young wife on the opposite bed and the old man on the upper floor all the way.

He slept for two more nights.

He arrived home in a hurry.

Not long after Liu Dongfang and his old lady entered the village, they ran into the "Village Women's Brigade".

Old lady Liu took the initiative to stop and greet people.

Liu Dongfang said hello, got on the bike, and left with two bags.

Mrs. Wang glanced at the luggage on the bike. It was the same as when she left. Before she could open it, Old Master Liu flirted with her. There must be something good.

"Hey, is Aunt Liu back? How is she doing there? What did your Qingcao buy for her?"

"It must be good. Look at her rosy complexion. She changed into someone else before she left."

"Why don't you ask the mother-in-law to take care of her during the confinement period? You are so ignorant, old sister."

Old Lady Liu glanced at the old ladies and said, "Well, we are here to help, not to take advantage of the ladies. We can't do such immoral things. Do you want to get some benefits after working for two days? That's really a wicked old lady."

Chapter 162 Tragic Case on the Bed

Wang Pozi immediately made up: "Look at what you said, who is immoral? We don't mean that. We didn't come here to visit her. If your son-in-law doesn't buy you something to bring back after such a trip, it would be too unfilial."

Old Lady Liu sneered: "Oh, your daughter is filial, how many sets of clothes does she make for you in a year? What rare snacks do you buy on weekdays? You have taken care of so many children for your son, have you ever thanked him?"

Knowing that she is not good at talking.

People don't bother to bother.

Wang Pozi laughed it off.

She just wanted to instigate, let Old Song Pozi know what benefits her in-laws got.

If she can't instigate, then forget it.

Without that malicious voice, Old Lady Liu stopped arguing. She had more to say: "Speaking of which, my daughter-in-law knew what I liked and took several photos of me. Oh, by the way, my eldest grandson is so good-looking, with a chubby face and thin hair. There is a photo of me holding him in my arms. I will show it to you when you visit me next time. I took several photos of him, so he is so good-looking. This is a rare thing. Let you also take advantage of it."

Zhang Daqin originally didn't say anything, but she couldn't stand her shamelessness after hearing this.

She said "Puh". She didn't want to look at the photo of a dead old woman. With her old face, how could she take advantage of it? Ha tui!

She opened her mouth and said, "He's not your grandson, he's the grandson of the old Song family, what are you proud of?"

Old Lady Liu didn't care about her attitude, and approached her warmly: "Zhang Dazui, you must have been exhausted in the past few months, I see you have a lot of wrinkles. Oh, I'm so angry for you, I came back in a hurry mainly because I was worried about you, afraid that I would miss you if I came back too late."

Zhang Daqin rolled her eyes, and she was superfluous This lively: "Bah, if you have to leave, you should go first. I can't leave you without you."

"That's not right. I eat well and sleep well. I don't have old men to serve me, so I don't lose my energy. Look at what you have done. You are almost inhuman. I told you a long time ago that sometimes the old men's stuff is worse than nothing. Do you believe it now?" Old Mrs. Liu didn't want to fight. After she finished her chatter, she walked away with her hands behind her back.

Zhang Daqin gritted her teeth: "You are inhuman. Li Guihua, you are lacking in virtue."

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Since his daughter-in-law became pregnant, Song Jinglin has not been intimate with his daughter-in-law for more than a year.

As soon as his mother-in-law left, his mind was full of thoughts. He went to the bathhouse at night to scrub himself thoroughly.

With a head full of yellow waste, he hurriedly coaxed his son and took his wife to bed after dinner.

Song Xiangyang probably found that the grandma who often wandered in front of him had not appeared today.

His big black eyes looked around, and he kept saying "ah ah" but he just didn't sleep.

It wasn't until the lights were turned off in the room and the couple pretended to sleep for a while that Song Xiangyang gradually fell asleep and waited for his even breathing.

Song Jinglin, who had been patient for a long time, moved his son to the side gently.

His blood was surging all night, and his little brother was already full of energy.

Taking advantage of the moonlight coming in from the window, he groped to his wife and found that the wife who had just said she was pretending to sleep was really asleep.

...

He was a married man, and he was almost suffocated to death. Where could he go to seek justice?

After thinking for a while, he moved forward again. The closer he got, the more he could smell the fragrance of his wife.

He lowered his head and kissed Liu Qingqing's two pink lips.

One hand also reached under her pajamas dishonestly.

Liu Qingqing felt a little breathless in a daze, and suddenly she was grabbed and woke up in a flash.

While opening her eyes, she reflexively twisted her wrist.

There was a "click" sound.

Then came Song Jinglin's "Ah!"

Then came the crying of a child...

She regained consciousness and turned on the light switch next to her.

Song Jinglin held his wrist with a wronged look on his face.

"Wife, my wrist is dislocated..."

Liu Qingqing: ...

What can I do? She has never learned bone setting.

"Get up and go to the hospital!"

Song Jinglin pinched his wrist and twisted it back with force.

He knew that his wife was strong, but he didn't know that she was so strong.

He went to Liu Qingqing with a wronged look on his face: "Wife, you are too cruel."

Chapter 163: Unable to beat again

After leaving everyone's sight, Old Lady Liu put her hands behind her back and ran home at a trot.

If she hadn't been thinking about the money she hid at home, she would have had to chat with these old ladies for a while.

But we can talk about that slowly, there is still a whole year.

I don't know if there have been any thieves in the house in these days.

Probably not!

If there were any thieves, the boss would have said it long ago.

Her heart was in turmoil, and she ran with the wind under her feet.

"Mom, why are you in a hurry? You are sweating in this cold weather." Liu Dongfang had already moved the two luggage bags into the house.

At this moment, he was sweeping the floor and dusting with Ping Xianghong who heard the noise.

Every now and then, the couple would come to clean up the house, but since no one had lived there for a long time, the dust would accumulate frequently.

Old Lady Liu snatched the rag from her eldest son's hand and said, "Old people, stop working. You are so pregnant. Go home and take a rest. And you, don't worry about me. Go back and see your wife. You have to do what you should do and wash what you should wash. Old men can't be too lazy."

Ping Xianghong greeted the old lady and smiled when she heard the second half of her words.

My mother-in-law is better now than she was two years ago.

In the past, she was a good mother-in-law in the village when it came to treating her daughter-in-law and grandson.

But she always took care of the food and drink.

Since the family was divided, there is no need to worry about food.

The more she felt that the old lady was a rare good thing.

Liu Dongfang pulled the corner of his mouth, she was really a dear mother, she would throw it away after using it.

He responded helplessly and took his wife out of the door obediently.

After the eldest son and his wife left, Mrs. Liu didn't care about anything else and went straight to her pile of old cloth shoes.

She pulled halfway through the pile of shoes, found the shoe and squeezed it.

This made her feel at ease.

"Hey, the money I hid is definitely insured."

It's impossible for others to touch it.

Hey, they scared themselves.

...

The old couple of the Song family were unexpectedly quiet to the villagers.

They didn't quarrel or make trouble, and they didn't cause trouble for Mrs. Liu.

The old ladies who were waiting for a good show waited in vain.

Privately, they all joked that Mrs. Song was incompetent.

Mrs. Liu had been gone for half a year, so how could she not bring back something?

The Song family didn't even dare to say a word.

What they didn't know was that Mrs. Song had been throwing things around and swearing at home.

This son and herself were not of the same mind, and he treated his mother-in-law better than his own family.

Mr. Song was always saying nice things and lying. If you want to go, you should take the initiative.

She didn't even say she would go to see the second son's wife during her pregnancy and help with some work.

If he hadn't taken two pieces of bacon and asked the eldest son of the Liu family to take it over, it would have been more or less the case.

This old woman simply didn't even want to ask.

But the old woman didn't know what was good for her, so it was useless for him to spit.

It would be better to do something hard directly.

Song's mother didn't calm down until she was almost dragged to her eldest son by Old Song.

If it weren't for the fact that the old man usually stayed at home to beat wood, bamboo strips, and tobacco pipes.

She suspected that the old man had some ulterior motives.

In the past two years, he would quarrel with her at every turn, and she thought that her mother-in-law had no status at all.

It is said that a daughter-in-law becomes a mother-in-law after many years.

She had just been "in power" for a few years, and her son was divided up by the old man. She had only endured the mother-in-law's arrogance, but had never played with it!

She turned to the kitchen with her head down, and thought of those old women who had something to say.

Don't think that she can't understand the instigation of those old women.

They are all bad guys, just waiting to see her get beaten.

How could she not be angry, but it was useless for her to be angry.

Old Mrs. Liu, she couldn't beat her again...

Old Man Song sighed when he heard the noise in the kitchen.

The eldest family was getting worse and worse, and he didn't know if they could have another grandson.

Now only the second family had a boy, and he really wanted to go and see him.

Unfortunately, the old lady was not from that family.

If he went, things might get even worse, and it would be even more unrealistic for him to go alone.

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Since the arm wrestling scene, Song Jinglin never dared to do anything to his wife after she fell asleep.

Seeing his wife and son hugging and kissing each other, he felt sour in his heart.

If he wanted to hug and kiss, he would have his wrist broken.

If his son wanted to hug and kiss, he could hug and kiss.

I always feel that he has a very low status in his wife's heart.

Seeing him like a listless husky, Liu Qingqing finally comforted him with kindness, and then said that she would make him a big white flour bun.

Liu Qingqing found out when she got here.

Song Jinglin likes to eat noodles, especially meat buns made with leavened dough, which is his favorite.

Whenever the army canteen makes buns, he will always order them back.

He likes to eat them himself, and he also likes to share them with others.

If his son couldn't eat them, he would stuff a bite into Song Xiangyang's mouth...

When Song Jinglin heard that his wife was going to make buns for him.

His eyes lit up, look, look.

He has a status in his wife's heart, and his wife knows what he likes to eat.

Seeing that he was "injured", she made it for him.

All these behaviors are the manifestation of her deep love for him!

Liu Qingqing didn't know that he had so many tricks in his mind. She spent so much time on him simply because this man had no obvious shortcomings, his salary was handed over every month, and he could help at home and outside.

His old lady had also trained him to be able to take care of children.

What else is there to pick?

Want a donkey to grind the mill, but don't give it grass to eat? The animals will run away.

Not to mention a living person.

Since his arm was dislocated, Liu Qingqing gave him food and some small pills.

Let him take care of him.

This time, she will comfort him emotionally.

Only if Song Jinglin was like that, otherwise she would not bother to spend all this time.

Some people like passionate love.

Some people like a plain life.

But Liu Qingqing likes to cook slowly over low heat, and cultivate the other person in the direction she wants.

Chapter 164 Slow Cooking

Song Jinglin held his son and circled around his wife who was mixing the sauce and kneading the dough.

"Wife, let me do the heavy work."

Liu Qingqing glanced at his right wrist calmly and suppressed her laughter.

"You've been away from home for a long time. Play with the child for a while, so that he can get close to his father. Children grow up quickly. In two years, they will go to school. For example, Junguo from Mrs. Guo's family can only come back once a week." Burning his CPU from time to time, let him get used to life at home.

You can't call taking care of children work.

Always letting others do the work when you go home, you must feel a little bit of resistance in your heart after a long time, right?

Change the way you talk, life will be better.

Song Jinglin (ω)

The wife not only cares about his health, but also cares about the father-son relationship between him and the child! ! !

He thought about the child growing up and leaving the couple...

Father's love was like a volcano erupting, endless.

"Okay, I'll play with him for a while, wife, call me if you need me to do anything."

Liu Qingqing gave him a gentle smile.

Then he started to knead the dough vigorously.

Song Jinglin looked at the dough being pressed and kneaded in his wife's hands, and remembered the night when he was injured...

"Son, let's go play with cars."

He couldn't watch it anymore, or his wrist would hurt.

Song Xiangyang didn't give him much face, and he tried hard to get to his mother's side with "ah ah".

Liu Qingqing grabbed a small ball of dough and stuffed it into him, and then he calmed down and went to play with his father.

He saw the father and son enter the house.

Liu Qingqing grinned.

Sometimes I feel that Song Jinglin has a very low emotional intelligence.

People can always tell what he is thinking when he is at home.

He is usually in a stable mood and easy to coax.

A little care for him can make him happy for a long time.

Thinking about his attitude towards Song's mother, he probably lacked love since childhood.

The box of birth control products in the corner of Liu Qingqing's space, which had been gathering dust, finally had a chance to see the light of day again.

She took out two and handed them to Song Jinglin.

Song Jinglin took them in his hand, his face flushed.

His embarrassment could not be expressed in a few words.

Compared with his embarrassment, his wife was not embarrassed at all.

Liu Qingqing thought he wouldn't know how to use it, so she grabbed it.

She played with this thing a lot when she was a kid, passing water balloons from her hands to her friends one by one.

The material was thicker at that time, and the quality was superb for balloons.

You can poke a hole in it with a needle and use it as a water gun.

She never understood why she was scolded by her mother for taking a few balloons from home.

Song Jinglin: ...

At this time, her face was filled with extreme shame and anger.

He turned on the light and threw it on his wife: "Don't move..."

Liu Qingqing raised her hand to indicate that she would not do it this time...

The couple worked until midnight, until little Song Xiangyang woke up with a whimper.

Song Jinglin was busy changing his son's diaper.

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Around May, the family began to prepare their own vegetable garden.

The first thing to be planted was potatoes, followed by beans and corn.

In the middle of the month, the seedlings that had been tied in advance were planted.

Eggplant, cucumber, tomato and the like.

Although Liu Qingqing did not expect to tie the seedlings.

But she had half-grown seedlings in her space, so she just moved them out and planted them.

In addition, May is also an important time to hatch chicks.

After the weather gets warmer, the survival rate is higher.

Even if this batch is hatched, it is impossible to expect to lay a few eggs this year.

Some families will hatch in winter and eat eggs that year.

But the mortality rate of chicks in winter is high.

The families living in the building next door actually have vegetable gardens.

They are all located in the north, which is larger than the vegetable gardens of their small bungalows, but far away.

Mrs. Guo is a little envious.

No matter how far it is, a lot of vegetables can be grown in such a large area, and more potatoes and cabbages can be prepared for the winter.

It can also save money in winter.

Liu Qingqing is not familiar with farming, but she can do it.

Guo Fengjuan will share her farming experience from time to time and guide Liu Qingqing on the layout of the vegetable garden.

Chapter 165 No trace

"Sister-in-law, have you planted in your front yard?" There is not even a place to stand.

Guo Fengjuan smiled and said, "Not only in the front yard, but also on both sides of the door."

Every place that can be used must be used.

An extra handful of vegetables is good.

Who would complain that there are not enough vegetables to eat?

Liu Qingqing thought about it and it seemed that vegetables were planted along the edge of the courtyard wall when she came here last year.

She also scattered a row of seeds on both sides of the door.

No matter whether it is hatching chicks or planting vegetables, Liu Qingqing did not miss it.

She didn't care how much it could produce or how many survived, but just followed the crowd.

As for the front yard, forget it. The place is not big to begin with, and if you plant more, it will be crowded.

"It's just too cold here. I heard from Hu Die that she can grow crops all year round in her hometown. After harvesting this crop of corn, she can also plant cabbage. What a life it is, she won't have to worry about food and drink." Guo Fengjuan said with envy.

Liu Qingqing also nodded in agreement. She checked the map a while ago. She is now more than a thousand kilometers away from Wuning.

But the climate is still similar.

The map is also strange. It's not a shape she has seen before...

There is no clue, no trace to find.

It's not as simple as changing the place name.

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Liu Qingqing calculated the time and sent a box of milk powder and some childhood supplies of Song Xiangyang to the Wuning Supply and Marketing Cooperative.

As for clothes, Song Xiangyang was wearing a cotton jacket when he was born, and he was born in a different season than Liu Dongfang's child, so he didn't send them.

In June, Liu Dongfang's last debt came.

He also sent dried vegetables and mountain products to Liu Qingqing from time to time.

Among them were some handmade wooden toys that Song's father asked him to send, such as peach wood swords, tractors, and old ox carts...

Although these things were not worth much, they were precious because of the thought.

Those small items were made with care, and the edges were smoothed with sandpaper.

After more than half a year, Liu Dongfang finally paid off his debts.

In the past few months, he has been traveling all over the country following his master who he had forced himself to follow.

Usually, he could bring some rare goods to "relatives and friends" and earn a lot.

He felt more and more that his sister had arranged a good job and a good way for him.

Li Jun was actually not easy to deal with. Liu Dongfang spent a lot of effort to get him to agree to follow him.

Working with Li Jun, he was well fed and well fed, and he could also learn skills.

This was a good job that people were fighting for.

His wife gave him a little son, and his life was getting more and more promising.

Old lady Liu's fighting power rose straight up, because no one would attack her with the word "a lost family" anymore.

The opposite mood of Liu Lao Da and his wife was Liu Dongyuan's wife.

Seeing Ping Xianghong gave birth to a boy, her originally depressed mood became even heavier.

She always felt inferior to others.

Liu Dongyuan breathed a sigh of relief.

It is better to be humble than to be proud.

He had seen his wife puffing out her chest and head before. It was scary to offend people.

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"Sister-in-law, little Xiangyang is eight months old. Aren't you going to send him to a nursery?" Guo Fengjuan looked at Song Xiangyang crawling on the floor with envy.

When her own child grew up, she saw other people's children were at the age of having fun, and she wanted to have a child again.

Liu Qingqing laid a mat in the house.

It was exchanged with a fellow villager nearby. It was made of sorghum stalks. The surface was flat, breathable, smooth and easy to wipe.

She would clean the house with a robot mouse every day, and Song Xiangyang would crawl on it very cleanly.

"Let's wait until he can walk and run before sending him there. He can't even speak clearly now." Liu Qingqing frowned but still didn't want to send him there too early.

Guo Fengjuan found that Xiao Liu really doted on the child. He played with the child in various ways every day and was not in a hurry to go to work.

Chapter 166 Children's Room

After my mother left, although I had to deal with the hassle of raising a baby for a while.

Liu Qingqing gradually adapted well.

Mainly because she could make good use of her space cheater.

The "tragic" life-saving action of giving birth.

Her assets shrank significantly.

Adding Song Jinglin's allowance for the past few months, there are still less than 2,000 yuan.

That means she spent almost 3,000 yuan to give birth to a child.

It's scary to think about it. If you don't have the capital, you don't dare to have another one.

Before the idea of having a second child came up, she had already shaken it out of her mind.

In fact, the couple lived and ate in the compound, so these were enough.

It only cost a dozen yuan a month.

Because most of the food, drink and household expenses were taken out of the space by her.

The only place where she spent money was to go to the service center every now and then to make a show.

As long as she didn't buy a house, everything would be sufficient.

As for buying a house, that would be more than ten years later.

Little Song Xiangyang was obviously more active than a few months ago.

Since he could crawl smoothly, the mat in the house was not enough for him to mess around.

The time he slept during the day was also reduced a lot.

As soon as Song Jinglin left in the morning, Liu Qingqing took the child into the space.

First, she took him to see the fruit picking game in the orchard.

Song Xiangyang held the orange he had pulled down in his hands and looked at it.

While playing, he went up to take a bite.

The taste was not very good, and a stream of saliva flowed from the mouth with only two small teeth.

Song Xiangyang had a cute expression, and he threw the orange into his mother's arms as soon as his hands loosened.

Liu Qingqing did not stop him, but the conditions did not allow it.

Otherwise, if there was a lemon, she would have to cut a slice for the child to taste.

She found an empty room in the space building.

She used all the children's equipment she had drawn before.

These things were too modern and could not be taken out.

It would be better to set up a children's room for the child here.

The floor and walls were covered with a layer of cartoon soft cushions.

Then she put the toys that could be played by children under one year old in the room.

Song Xiangyang's little eyes couldn't see it all.

The boards with pictures in front of him were automatically pasted on the wall and the ground.

One by one, new toys popped out.

He clapped his hands excitedly.

Seeing that he liked it and the room was decorated, he put him on the ground.

"Son, cherish this beautiful childhood. You won't be able to play for a year at most."

In the past, the elderly would privately say that children have a third eye before the age of three and can see things that adults can't see.

After the age of three, the third eye is closed and the past things are forgotten.

Although it is a superstitious saying, it is true that memories before the age of three will disappear.

It seems that people all over the world will suffer from "amnesia" at the age of three, and all "memory archives" will be deleted uniformly.

In fact, it is just because when children are about 3 years old, their mental development is like in the "embryo stage", and they will have vague memories of the early days.

However, she did not plan to bring her children in before the age of three.

The specific time depends on when Song Xiangyang can use language to express emotions and thoughts.

Although children will forget, adults will not.

When he can speak, people will think that children have rich imaginations if he speaks once or twice, but it will not work if he speaks more.

Normally, children around one year old will call "Dad and Mom".

Her little Song can only say "Ahhh" now.

Song Xiangyang can't understand what his mother is muttering at all.

He is busy exploring this new place.

Seeing him having a lot of fun, Liu Qingqing also sat down to play with the child.

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The vegetable gardens of each household in the family compound have basically been planted.

The wild vegetable craze has started again.

The land within a radius has been divided up by the wives of soldiers.

The tiny bit of green disappeared as soon as it showed its head.

Liu Qingqing prepared a plate of hooked vegetables sent by Guo Fengjuan.

"Mrs. Guo said that they picked them in the mountains on their day off. They are really delicious."

Song Jinglin is not very interested in wild vegetables. He prefers meat.

In fact, no one doesn't like meat at this time.

"If you like, wait until the day off and we'll go too."

Before, the child was young and the weather was cold, so I never went out with my wife.

Liu Qingqing nodded excitedly, since she got pregnant and had a baby.

But it delayed her from going out to play.

She stayed at home all day to take care of the children.

Going to pick wild vegetables is also a different kind of outing.

"Is it far?" Although she was already willing in her heart, she still had to ask.

Song Jinglin gave his wife a gesture of "I'll borrow a bicycle to go there, and it will take half an hour."

The legendary "looking at the mountain and running to the dead horse" is like this.

She looked at the mountain and it was quite close, and she still had to ride a bicycle for half an hour.

Liu Qingqing...

This is also a unique one, borrowing a bicycle to pick wild vegetables.

Speaking of outings, picnics are indispensable.

She put Song Xiangyang in the children's room in the space to play.

I was preparing food for the picnic in the kitchen.

Speaking of which, there is something delicious, easy to carry and not eye-catching at this time.

That is the meat bun.

Bake some leavened dough and simmer some fat and lean meat.

Add chili peppers and chopped green onions, and stuff the chopped meat into the half-open bun. It is guaranteed to be so delicious that Song Jinglin will die.

Chapter 167 Digging Wild Vegetables

Liu Qingqing would occasionally take a look at her son's play from the outside.

Her hands were constantly moving.

It was quite convenient to watch the child this way!

But it was only for a short while when she couldn't move her hands.

If a child plays alone for too long, it will affect his physical and mental health.

After the meat buns were ready, she took oil paper to wrap four or five of them and put them in the space.

In addition to food for adults, there were also children.

She had already added complementary food to Song Xiangyang, which was sticky and disgusting to her.

In order to ensure that the complementary food she made was always popular with her son, Liu Qingqing didn't give him any food for adults.

After thinking about it, she decided to only bring milk powder, bottles, and apples.

As for the complementary food, just feed him some when his father is not paying attention.

Everything was ready. Liu Qingqing remembered that she hadn't cleaned the house for two days. She looked at Song Xiangyang, who was still having fun, and quickly threw out the cleaning machine.

She went in to coax him to sleep.

Alas, the child can crawl.

He catches mice.

...

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At this time, the big leaf celery, cat's paw, pigeon's arm, cucumber fragrance, monkey's leg...

are all in the season of crazy growth.

Countless strange, interesting and unfamiliar wild vegetable names were transmitted to her mind by Guo Fengjuan.

Except for a few eye-catching ones.

Liu Qingqing really couldn't distinguish too many varieties, and some vegetables looked very similar to wild grasses.

They are all the same wide leaves, with only a slight difference in the saw teeth.

Forget it, just dig what you know.

Liu Qingqing got up early in the morning and packed the things she was going to take.

Bamboo mats, thermos, meat buns, small quilts...

There are so many things, this is why the child rarely goes out when he is young.

Song Jinglin never asked about this.

Just do whatever you ask him to do.

Unlike that nagging one, who is talkative and complains about too many things.

It was already past nine o'clock when the two of them went out with the child and the things.

Guo Fengjuan looked at the backs of the family of three, and the corners of her mouth twitched. It really didn't look like the couple was going to pick wild vegetables.

Originally, she wanted to bring Xiangyang back to help them look after him. ,

Look at the things you brought.

And you still have the hands to carry the vegetables back?

Liu Qingqing also felt that she was slacking off.

But it was still very cool in the morning and evening, with a slight breeze.

It was just right for them to go there now, so as not to freeze the child.

After leaving the family compound, the road conditions were not very good. Liu Qingqing sat in the back and held the child. For the sake of stability, she no longer sat sideways.

If someone really meddled in other people's business, I would scold him to death.

The mother and daughter were like little birds out of a cage along the way, and everything they saw was new.

In fact, there was no particularly good scenery, but they were just feeling suffocated and wanted to get some fresh air.

Song Jinglin listened to his son's "Ahhh" and his wife's "Hahaha" behind him.

I was in a good mood. I just wanted to take my wife out to pick some wild vegetables, and I could make my mother and daughter happy. I had to arrange these trips in the future.

Thanks to Liu Qingqing for tying a seat to the bicycle. Although it was not comfortable along the way, it was not too painful.

When we arrived at the foot of Dayong Mountain, the bicycle could not go up.

Song Jinglin took the bicycle and found a haystack and locked it up.

Although bicycles are registered with numbers, you can't say for sure if there are bad intentions.

Following the path that the predecessors walked, the family of three went up the mountain.

Liu Qingqing was not in a hurry to pick wild vegetables.

She strolled and looked at the child slowly.

There were already a lot of rhododendrons blooming at the foot of the mountain.

They are not very beautiful when taken alone, but they are beautiful in patches.

The air became fresher as we entered the mountain.

The couple only climbed a short distance before finding a flat place to put out their picnic utensils.

Villagers often come and go here, and many places have been trampled out.

They stopped going up the mountain because it was getting colder the higher they went.

The mountain and the foot of the mountain have two different climates. It is spring and flowers blooming at the foot of the mountain, and snowflakes are flying on the top of the mountain.

Normally, it snows when there is a disagreement.

But today the weather is great and the temperature is high.

Although it didn't snow.

But if they climbed further, the ice and snow would melt.

But they just came here to get some fresh air, so Liu Qingqing still wanted to find a comfortable place to settle down.

First, she laid out the mat and then freed her son from the small blanket.

Liu Qingqing stretched out her arms and breathed in the fragrance of the trees, flowers and plants.

Song Jinglin looked at his wife and felt happy, so he went over happily...

Chapter 168 Dafeng Mountain

After sitting for a while.

Liu Qingqing did not forget the main purpose of their visit this time.

Digging wild vegetables.

She knew about the hookweed and the prickly ash.

Both of them were deeply loved by Liu Qingqing.

The scientific name of the hookweed is fern, but here it is named "hookweed" according to its curved shape.

As for the prickly ash, it should be called prickly ash or dragon tooth aralia.

Both the fern and the prickly ash are fresh, crisp, fragrant and delicious wild vegetables.

It can be stewed, fried or served cold.

Song Xiangyang watched his mother digging here and there, which aroused his curiosity.

He rushed out of the mat.

Song Jinglin quickly held down the small cannonball, strapped it to his back with a strap, and followed Liu Qingqing.

Two people digging, one person watching.

Soon they dug out a big bag.

The place where they settled was a sunny slope, where there were sun-loving plants.

The prickly ash buds like a humid environment and grow in patches on the mountain.

Just pick a few when you go down the mountain.

"That's all, it's not easy to carry more." She had already moved to the space and planted a few.

Song Jinglin stopped what he was doing: "Don't you like to eat it? You and the child go over there and sit and play for a while, I'll go over there to pick the prickly ash buds."

Liu Qingqing responded without stopping.

She went up and untied her son.

After the initial curiosity, Song Xiangyang no longer wanted to stay on his father's back.

When he saw his mother coming to save him, he opened his little hands and waved them around.

The mother and the daughter returned to the bamboo mat affectionately, and Liu Qingqing picked a small flower and handed it to Song Xiangyang.

The little guy grabbed it and crushed it.

Liu Qingqing sighed at his "ruthless hands destroying flowers" and continued to pick flowers and pass them to him with a smile.

The two of them were laughing while playing.

Song Jinglin, the old ox, had already dug and picked a lot of wild vegetables and was a little far away from here.

He weighed the wild vegetables and was about to stop.

The grass nest beside him moved slightly.

He reacted quickly, dropped the bag of wild vegetables, and rushed out in one swift step...

Liu Qingqing couldn't see clearly from a distance through the bushes and grass, and didn't know whether he found a rabbit or a chicken.

Anyway, it was not big.

Watch Song Jinglin run away.

She took out the carrot and spinach puree in the space and fed Song Xiangyang a few mouthfuls.

Song Xiangyang was attracted by the novel things outside, and he really didn't like to eat these things that he could see every meal.

He opened his mouth and said "ah" a few times and turned his head away.

He had already set his sights on those little flowers, taking advantage of the time when his mother was collecting the rice bowls.

Song Xiangyang covered his mouth fiercely with his hands.

Liu Qingqing was pulled out quickly. At this time, children know the world with their mouths.

They want to put everything in their mouths.

She doesn't know if these flowers can be eaten.

When Song Jinglin came back with a pheasant, he looked at the mother and the two. If the enemy doesn't move, I won't move. Song Xiangyang suddenly stretched out his hand, and his wife reacted quickly, grabbing one by one.

"Wife, do you want to eat pheasants?"

Liu Qingqing turned her head and looked: "There are also wild animals here?"

"There are not many at this height. There are many over the mountain, including tigers and black bears." Their troops often come here for training and are very familiar with this mountain. Otherwise, they can't take their wife to an unknown place.

Rejected the proposal to eat chicken. What are the conditions in this place?

On the surface, she didn't even bring a little salt.

Besides, someone comes up from time to time.

Might as well take it home and cook it.

Liu Qingqing took out the meat buns wrapped in layers and handed them to him.

Song Jinglin's eyes were immediately attracted.

The two of them had a picnic with warm water.

Seeing his parents eating something he had never tasted before, Song Xiangyang climbed on them to get a bite.

Liu Qingqing casually put the bottle of milk powder into his mouth.

The little guy reflexively hugged the bottle that was about to fall.

While sitting here to rest, I saw several people going up the mountain to dig wild vegetables.

Most of them were from nearby villages.

Ordinary soldiers in the army usually cannot leave the military area. Even if they report, there is still a time limit.

The family members of the courtyard have children and wives. Some of them work and some go to school.

After a day off, the children will come back from school and chat with each other, right?

There are not many families like them and Yao Ranpeng who have the leisure to run up the mountain.

Liu Qingqing saw that the child was getting sleepy: "Let's go, let's go home."

There is nothing to play with.

Dafengshan: Hehe~

Chapter 169 No title

After taking beauty pills for the past few years, Liu Qingqing's skin has become smoother and more delicate.

In addition to her appearance, her body has also become lighter and more even.

The brush head has only been slightly trimmed since she came, and now it is longer than her shoulders and shiny black.

This silent change did not make people around her feel any abrupt changes.

But Liu Qingqing herself knew that there was a big change.

Most of the time, women's love of beauty is not what is called "women dress to please themselves".

They just like their beautiful appearance.

Anyway, she likes it herself.

Well, although it is beautiful, it is not very eye-catching when wrapped in loose clothes and pants.

At least there are a few more eye-catching people in the family compound.

For example, Gao Jie, the first person to restrain Lu Erjie.

As her name suggests, she is arrogant and clean.

Her daily clothing and expenses are among the best in the family compound.

Don't think that she is emphasizing hardship and simplicity at this time.

There are always privileged classes.

For example, what kind of century-old family.

In the past ten years, not all wealthy and powerful families have been confiscated and rectified.

Including landlords, there are also red landlords and exploiting classes.

Those who stand firm are just out of reach of the general public.

So Liu Qingqing is not a fairy in this family compound, but she is not eye-catching either.

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Little Song Xiangyang gradually discovered that when his father was not at home, he could usually eat something sweet...

Every time Song Jinglin was about to go out, the little guy would wave his limbs and be particularly excited.

Song Jinglin thought that the child was reluctant to let him go and was very moved.

What his wife said was right. She cultivated her relationship with her son every night, and it worked!

The so-called sweet thing was apple puree. After cutting the apple in half, use a small metal spoon to slowly scoop out the puree. It tasted sweet and sour.

As usual, the supplementary food was unpalatable. After Song Xiangyang tasted the "delicious apple puree", he had already given up on it.

As long as he was not hungry, he didn't want to force himself to stuff it into his mouth.

Liu Qingqing had tried it, too. Well, it was not that bad.

Actually, it was not that bad, but she was uncomfortable with the appearance.

The noodles must be rotten.

So, she usually gave the ones that the children could not finish to Song Jinglin.

Every family needs such a person who can perfectly tolerate the leftovers of family members.

As for the apple puree, it was not only given to the children in private.

When the fruit was harvested, she would occasionally go out to buy some.

Then the fruit in the house kept flowing.

When Song Xiangyang was in the belly, he was a lazy child, and he was also a quiet child before he could crawl.

Liu Qingqing sometimes worried, because it was not good for a boy to be so quiet.

But that was only in the past.

Since he could crawl, he would wander around the whole house.

Even curious about the world outside the house, he wants to sneak out from time to time.

Different from other families' way of taking care of children.

Liu Qingqing is a free-range parent.

Let him eat if he can.

Let him crawl if he wants.

She just keeps an eye on him.

Let the clothes get dirty. The child finally becomes more lively, so let him be free and stop controlling him too much.

These are the experiences learned from watching videos in the previous life, in the era of information explosion.

Only push parenting videos and children's eating videos to some single people.

At that time, she didn't even have a partner, but she still watched with relish...

Chapter 170 Fairy Days

In the past few days, the family compound has been staged with crying scenes from time to time.

Perhaps the memories of the past few years are too deep for these people.

Every time the team goes out to do a mission, few come back intact.

This time, it is still unknown what the situation will be.

The army has its own regulations. Every time they go out, the family just knows that their man is gone.

As for where to go, how long, and what mission?

I don't know anything.

When Liu Qingqing first got the news, she was also stunned.

But she is not very good at history, and she can't remember what happened in which year.

Besides, it may not be practical!

So compared with some families that quarrel, their family is harmonious.

To be honest, it's work, and it's impossible to hold it.

Besides, getting anxious and angry is useless.

It is better to let him live a comfortable life before going out.

The team can cook his favorite dishes, and the tone of his speech is also much softer.

Even at night, he is very cooperative, and gives him new ideas and unlocks new skills.

The small pills that can be given to Song Jinglin are also added to the three meals a day, and the whole return is the best.

In short, she has done her best.

Song Jinglin went out with a smile on his face early in the morning, and he has not recovered from his wife's soft words of encouragement when he arrived at the camp.

He has seen too many leaders and comrades with sad faces these days.

Only he feels that he is living a fairy life.

The whole person is full of energy.

Han Shaolu, who went with him this time, really didn't want to see his beaming face.

"What's up, did you pick up the money?"

Song Jinglin pulled back the corner of Shang Xuan's mouth, not even looking at him.

Seeing that he ignored him, Han Shaolu walked around to the other side and asked, "I heard that your wife didn't quarrel with you? Are you happy about this?"

Song Jinglin pushed his face away and said, "It's none of your business."

"If your wife doesn't quarrel with you, it means she doesn't care about you, and it's beautiful." Han Shaolu said, and was about to leave after saying this.

Song Jinglin said: "You don't understand, you country bumpkin."

Looking at the figure walking away, Han Shaolu shouted: "Why don't I understand? Although my wife is angry with me, she actually cares about me..."

Song Jinglin rolled his eyes, kept walking, and ignored him.

How can you mortals understand my fairy life?

The day Song Jinglin left.

Liu Qingqing hugged the child and gave him a big hug. The family of three hugged each other, and the scene was warm and touching.

Song Jinglin's eyes were slightly red, and he hugged his wife and child hard.

"Don't worry, I will definitely come back."

Liu Qingqing: ...

Almost couldn't hold it back.

Almost, almost.

In this atmosphere, laughing out loud will hurt people's hearts.

The other party doesn't know where your funny point is.

Liu Qingqing silently lowered her head and pretended to take something, then handed some pills in her pocket to Song Jinglin.

These were not some magical little pills.

She had already put the edible ones into his meal.

They were just ordinary anti-inflammatory drugs, painkillers, and antipyretics.

The effect was better than that of the hospital.

Song Jinglin knew that his wife had a good relationship with Doctor Chen from the military hospital, and thought that she had done it through connections.

"Don't worry about it. We have a military doctor with us and enough pills."

"Take it with you. We have to be prepared for everything. When you go out, the most important thing is to save your life, don't you know?"

Listening to his wife's gentle admonition, Song Jinglin was moved and hugged her in his arms again.