When the pears are green

Chapter 120 Returning Home

Jiang Qingzhou and Song Xing went outside the courtyard gate together to make pellets with mud. It seems that no matter how old men are, they are deeply passionate about shooting things.

"Sister, I want to embroider a handkerchief for Mingde, but I don't want to use the pattern he or Mr. Li drew for me. What pattern would be better?" Song Yue asked Song Li while holding the needle and thread.

Song Li thought for a moment and suggested, "Let's use zongzi. You don't need to embroider the red dates, just the red beans on top. Do you still remember the shape of the zongzi yesterday?"

Song Yue nodded. She thought Song Li's suggestion was good. She first found a branch and drew a cute version of rice dumpling on the ground, and then nodded a few times to represent red beans.

"Yueyue's painting is really good." Song Li couldn't help but praise Song Yue.

Being praised by Song Li was the happiest thing for Song Yue. She looked at Song Li with a smile, and her smile became even happier.

Song Yue found the colored thread she needed, took out a piece of white cotton cloth, fixed it on the embroidery frame, and began to embroider stitch by stitch.

Song Li sat aside and watched quietly. The birds that had been scared away before came back again, chirping in the treetops.

"Sister, what did you mean by the God of Cars you mentioned last time?" Song Yue suddenly asked.

Song Li thought for a moment, then she smiled and replied, "It means that a person with excellent driving skills can safely pass any difficult road."

"Sister, are the roads uneven in some places?" Song Yue asked again.

"Yueyue is right. We live in a plain, so the roads are naturally flat. However, in addition to plains, there are also mountains, hills, basins, plateaus and oceans in this world. The roads there are naturally different from ours. You also know some words. Qingzhou got some travel novels years ago. I read them all from those books. I will bring them to you next time I come." Song Li thought of the miscellaneous books she had placed in the wooden box. Letting Song Yue read more of them would also allow her and Wu Mingde to have more resonance.

Song Yue stopped what she was doing, she looked at Song Li with gratitude, and then decided to tell her her worries: "Sister, I have been very worried since the matchmaker came to our house to propose marriage yesterday. Mingde and I have feelings for each other now, but after all, I have not been educated, and I am afraid that I cannot understand him. He may become a teacher here in the future, or he may enter the official career. At that time, he will meet more women, I am afraid... I am very worried."

Song Li didn't expect Song Yue to think so far ahead, but as the saying goes: If you don't plan for the future, you will have immediate worries. It is much better to make plans early than to cram at the last minute.

"Will Yueyue feel tired? If you do, why not just give up now before you get officially engaged..." Song Li asked Song Yue tentatively. If Song Yue felt too tired in the relationship, it would be better for her to give up now.

Song Yue shook her head and replied with a smile: "Sister, nothing in this world can be easily obtained. I want to be with him, but I just want to read some books and learn some interpersonal relationships. I am not afraid of these. As long as I am willing to learn, I can always catch up with him. Just like Lingling is learning to manage accounts now, it is more for herself than for her future husband."

Song Li gave Song Yue a thumbs up in her heart. She comforted Song Yue not to be too anxious. Young feelings are always more precious. No one knows what the future will be like. As long as you live well in every stage of life, I believe the result will not be too bad.

Jiang Qingzhou and Song Xing pushed open the gate, and they held the finished bullets in their hands to show Song Li and Song Yue.

Song Li and Song Yue stood up to take a look. Song Li asked them to quickly put the mud balls in their hands under the sun to dry, then wash their hands, and finally wipe off the mud handprints on the gate.

Song Xing and Jiang Qingzhou looked back at the eye-catching mud handprints on the gate, and Song Xing lowered his head in embarrassment.

When Song Changhe and Zhang came back, they saw Song Xing bending over and wiping the gate.

"Xiaoxing is such a good boy, so hardworking!" Song Changhe said, and touched Song Xing's head.

Song Xing lowered his head embarrassedly and quickly replied that this was what he should do.

Zhang walked over to Song Yue and told her, "Xiao Yue, your father and I just met the head of the village. He said he wanted to arrange your marriage before Mingde goes to the academy. He said Mingde would not be back until after the academy exam in August. Your father and I agreed, and the head of the village said he would come to propose after he finished paying the land tax."

"Let Dad and Mom decide." Song Yue replied in a low voice.

Song Li, who was standing by, asked Zhang: "Mother, how much is the land tax this time?"

"It's still thirty to one. We will go to the government office in the town to pay it in a few days. We have to pay it sooner or later, so it's better to pay it early and save trouble." Zhang was in a good mood. To her, thirty to one was already very good.

Song Changhe, Jiang Qingzhou and Song Xing squatted in front of the projectile, and he kept praising the projectiles made for the two of them.

Song Xing happily took out his slingshot and let Song Changhe play with it. Song Changhe asked Song Xing to put it away first and he would take Song Xing to catch rabbits in a few days.

Now is a good time to catch rabbits as the wheat has just been harvested and the corn has not yet grown, so there is no place for rabbits to hide in the fields.

Song Xing nodded happily. He wanted Jiang Qingzhou to stay for a few more days and catch the rabbit before going back.

Jiang Qingzhou smiled and told Song Xing that he was worried about Jiang Qingye being alone at home, and that the chickens and pigs at home needed to be fed several times a day, which Jiang Qingye could not handle alone.

Song Li also came over and said that when Song Yue got engaged in a few days, she would bring Jiang Qingzhou and Jiang Qingye over.

After feeding, Song Li and Jiang Qingzhou left the Song family. They walked briskly on the way back to Jiangjia Village. When they encountered muddy places, Jiang Qingzhou carried Song Li over.

"Look, there are really wild rabbits!" Song Li pointed at two gray figures running fast in the field.

Jiang Qingzhou also saw two afterimages. He told Song Li that after the corn was harvested in the fall, there would be more wild rabbits in the fields.

The two of them laughed and discussed that they would use Jiang Qingye's slingshot to catch wild rabbits in the fall.

Jiang Qingye sat at the gate of the courtyard waiting for Jiang Qingzhou to bring Song Li back. In his heart, Song Li was not only his sister-in-law but also his sister. He missed Song Li very much during the days when Song Li was away.

"Qingye, what are you doing?" Song Li's voice came from the door.

Jiang Qingye stood up quickly, walked to Song Li and told her, "Sister-in-law, I'm waiting for you to come back. My brother and I missed you a lot during the days you were away."

"I'm back now. Tell your sister-in-law what you want to eat tonight and I'll make it for you." Song Li asked Jiang Qingye with a smile.

Jiang Qingye glanced at Jiang Qingzhou and replied in a low voice: "Sister-in-law, I like everything my brother likes to eat."

Song Li laughed out loud, Jiang Qingzhou touched his nose embarrassedly, and Song Li whispered to him not to bully Jiang Qingye.

The three of them sat in the yard, looking at the clouds in the west, and talked about many things that happened when Song Li was away.

Jiang Qingzhou had helped Song Li deal with the chicken feathers and put them into a box. The Liu family, who rented the Jiang family's land, had already delivered the wheat. Four of the chickens in the family were missing again. Jiang Qingzhou and Jiang Qingye pulled out the weeds in the cornfield together. They also took half a day to help the Jiang family grind the wheat.

Jiang Qingzhou made an excuse to let Song Li go back to her room to rest. He hugged Song Li and fell on the bed, then whispered to her how much he missed her.

"I counted the days since you left on my fingers. Every day before going to bed, I told myself that you would be back tomorrow. However, I waited for so many tomorrows and you didn't come back." Jiang Qingzhou buried his head in Song Li's shoulder and kept talking in a low voice.

Song Li hugged Jiang Qingzhou and coaxed him: "Qingzhou, I miss you too. I often dream about you. I can only see your back, but when I run to your side, you are gone."

"That's definitely not me. If it were me, I would definitely hug Xiaoli tightly and not let her leave." Jiang Qingzhou raised his head and gently touched Song Li's cheek.