When the pears are green

After Jiang Xiaoshan and his mother left, Jiang Qingzhou clasped his fists and asked the neighbors who were watching to disperse. He waited until everyone left before returning to the yard with Song Li.

White smoke was floating out of the chimney. Jiang Qingye and Li Yi were cooking.

Jiang Qingye, who was making fire, pointed to the money bag and basket on the wooden table when he saw Song Li come in. He said, "Sister-in-law, the money bag contains copper coins for selling cicada sloughs. This year, it is fifty-three coins per ounce, a little over two ounces, a total of one hundred and twenty coins. The basket contains the things that the teacher asked Li Yi to bring. There are steamed buns, dried noodles, some vegetables and meat. The teacher said that the things inside should be Li Yi's meals for the next few days."

Li Yi, who was cutting vegetables, turned around and nodded to Song Li after hearing Jiang Qingye's words. She took the basket from the wooden table to Song Li and said, "Sister, see if there's anything you want to eat?"

Song Li took the basket with a smile and told Li Yi: "I will eat whatever you cook. I will prepare the pork in a while. Do you like it braised or stewed?"

"Braised." Li Yi replied quickly.

Jiang Qingye scratched his head and said the stewed meat was delicious.

Song Li looked at the two children who had different opinions, and she asked them to come up with a unified answer as soon as possible.

Li Yi walked to the stove and said to Jiang Qingye, "Qingye, let's use the simplest method, scissors, paper, hammer, best of three, how about that?"

"Okay." Jiang Qingye said, then raised his left hand to compete with Li Yi.

Song Li was the referee, and in the end, Li Yi won. Li Yi jumped for joy. She looked at Jiang Qingye, who was sitting on the stool unhappy, and said to Song Li, "Sister, let's make stewed meat. My grandfather made braised pork for me two days ago, and I'm tired of it. Let's try something else."

Jiang Qingye was moved and walked forward to hug Li Yi, but was pushed away by Song Li who was standing between them.

"Qingye, you two boys should not hug each other, it will make people gossip." Song Li hurriedly told Jiang Qingye not to do such actions to Li Yi again. Although Jiang Qingye was unaware of it, Song Li, as someone who knew about it, could not let it happen without stopping it.

Jiang Qingye agreed with a pout. He really couldn't understand why Song Li stopped him from getting close to Li Yi as if he was guarding against a thief. Was she afraid that he would get into bloody disaster if he got too close to Li Yi?

Song Li washed her hands and started to stew the meat. In order to reward Li Yi for her modesty, Song Li also specially steamed egg custard for her.

A sumptuous dinner made the four growing children extremely satisfied.

After cleaning up the kitchen, Song Li took out five copper coins from her purse and handed them to Jiang Qingye who was playing with Li Yi in the yard.

"Sister-in-law, I don't want it. You gave me thirty-five last night!" Jiang Qingye quickly waved his hand to refuse.

Song Li handed the copper coin to Jiang Qingzhou, who then put it into Jiang Qingye's hand.

Jiang Qingzhou then told Jiang Qingye and Li Yi not to play too late, and then said that he and Song Li had walked too much and needed to go back to rest.

After soaking their feet, Song Li and Jiang Qingzhou lay comfortably on the bed. They gradually fell asleep listening to the laughter in the yard.

In order to prevent Jiang Qingye and Li Yi from having conflicts with Jiang Xiaoshan again, Song Li and Jiang Qingzhou specifically told them to play in the yard before going out. If Jiang Xiaoshan came to find them, they should keep quiet and pretend that they were not at home.

Seeing the two children nodding obediently, Song Li felt relieved and went to Yang Jing's house with Jiang Qingzhou.

"Qingzhou, I truly understand a sentence. I used to sneer at it, but now I can empathize with it." Song Li said to Jiang Qingzhou as they walked.

Jiang Qingzhou asked curiously which sentence it was.

"Raising a son for a hundred years brings worries for ninety-nine. It would be more appropriate to call Qingye our son rather than our brother. He is already eleven years old and yet we still have to worry so much. When we have children in the future, it will be even more worrying to raise such a young child." After Song Li finished speaking, she began to gesture the height of the newborn. She really didn't know how tall it was, so she gestured one moment taller and one moment later.

Jiang Qingzhou liked to talk about this topic with Song Li. He told Song Li not to worry too much and whispered his plan: "Xiao Li, we don't want too many children in the future. Four is enough. And don't let the ages be too close. It's not good for your health. Each child should be at least three years apart."

Song Li looked at the smirking Jiang Qingzhou, and she was once again glad that she had chosen Jiang Qingzhou. Although Jiang Qingzhou did not have much ability, he was willing to tolerate her and would consider her in everything. These two things were enough.

Song Li and Jiang Qingzhou quickly arrived at Nanguan. Since the unmarried Yang Yu and Yang Jing were very famous in Nanguan, they quickly found the specific location of the Yang family.

Unfortunately, Yang Jing was not at home, so Song Li asked Yang Yu to convey the message to Yang Jing.

"Master Yang, please be sure to tell Jing'er that although Sister Wu has a gentle temperament, she is actually very tough. I'm afraid that she will have a conflict with Aunt Li because she doesn't want to be at home, which will make it even more difficult for her at home." Song Li was not nagging, but she was afraid that Yang Yu would not take it seriously and forgot to tell Yang Jing.

Yang Yu suppressed his inner turmoil, pretending to be calm and telling Song Li: "Don't worry, Madam Jiang, I will definitely pass it on."

"Thank you very much, Master Yang." After thanking Yang Yu, Song Li went to the town with Jiang Qingzhou.

Yang Yu leaned against the closed courtyard door and thought about what he should do. It was not that he did not want to go to the Wu family to propose marriage now, but he was afraid that Wu Mingshu would be slandered by rumors because of his proposal. Wu Mingshu and Yang Jing had a close relationship, and he was afraid that people with ulterior motives would accuse Wu Mingshu of cheating on her. He originally wanted to wait until next spring to propose marriage, but now it seems that if he really waits until then, he will see that gentle girl become someone else's bride again.

Just when Yang Yu was considering marrying Wu Mingshu first and then moving with his family, Yang Jing and Yang Zhang came back from selling cloth.

Seeing that Yang Yu looked worried, Yang Zhang sighed and asked if anyone had come.

"Mrs. Jiang has been here. She asked me to pass on a few words to Jing'er. She said Mingshu wants Jing'er to go to Wuzhuang Village tomorrow, and Mingshu wants to stay at our house for a few days. Mother, do you agree? If you don't agree, don't let Jing'er go." Yang Yu changed August 13th that Song Li said to August 12th. He thought that it was just a message, so it was normal to get some of the content wrong.

Yang Zhang felt like she was about to laugh out of anger. How could she say no? She believed that if she dared to say no, Yang Yu, this good son, would set a trap for her in the next second.

"Let Jing'er go. I haven't seen Mingshu for a long time. But I don't feel comfortable letting Jing'er go alone. It's okay for you to stay at home. You can go with Jing'er tomorrow." After saying this, Yang Zhang secretly admired her own wit. She wanted to see how Yang Yu, who was always considerate, would speak tomorrow.

Before Yang Jing, the person involved, could express her opinion, the mother and son, who were fighting wits and courage, arranged her schedule for tomorrow.