In the book, I was fed by my sister

When Li Wanshu saw his sister's expression, he quickly turned his head away.

It's always like this. Whenever Li Wanyue mentions anything about her son, she will act like this, as if he owes her a lot.

"I only have this one son. How can I bear to let him be alone for the rest of his life? I just want him to find a companion and someone to support him. Otherwise, I won't be at peace when I die."

Li Wanshu covered his ears. He had heard these words countless times, and every time he heard them he felt upset.

Seeing her brother like this, Li Wanyue simply leaned close to his ear and cried in a deeper voice: "As an uncle, how can you be so cruel! He was brought up by you since he was a child, and you were the one who taught him how to write his name."

Li Wanshu felt a sense of powerlessness and simply buried his face in his arms.

Seeing his brother's reaction, Li Wanyue sat down on the ground and burst into tears.

"Changsheng! Why is my son and I so miserable? Why don't you take both of us with you? You're leaving us alone, helpless!"

Li Wanshu finally couldn't stand it anymore, he shouted: "Enough! Enough! You are almost fifty years old, what kind of words are you talking about!"

Chunfeng slowly walked out of the kitchen carrying the bowl of soup, and saw Li Wanyue sitting on the ground crying, as if she had suffered a great injustice.

"Wan Yue, what's wrong with you?" Chun Feng asked with concern, quickly put down the bowl in her hand and walked forward.

Li Wanyue raised her tearful face, hugged Chunfeng's thighs tightly, and said in a choked voice: "Sister-in-law! We may never see each other again."

Chunfeng was startled and quickly helped Li Wanyue up, letting her sit on a stool nearby. She comforted her softly, "Wanyue, what's going on? Don't scare me. Get up quickly and let's talk."

Li Wanyue wiped away her tears and choked up as she said, "There is no one in this world who can make decisions for us mother and daughter. I've really had enough of this hard life. I might as well die now and reunite with Changsheng sooner... sooner."

Chunfeng is a soft-hearted person, and Bai Xiuwen grew up under his care. Li Wanyue couldn't help crying after hearing what he said.

"Wan Shu, weren't you and Xiu Wen fine when you left? How did it become like this?"

Li Wanshu sighed, "I don't even want to say anything to him. Others treated us to a nice meal today. But when he got there, he put on a sour face, as if the whole world owed him something. Others treated him to a nice meal, but he just walked away. Fortunately, Song Ran is a nice person, otherwise I would have been kicked out today."

"This... how can I start this! What I saw was my Xiu Wen coming back with bruises all over his body. I'm afraid he must have suffered a great injustice and endured a lot of suffering."

Li Wanshu glared at her and said, "Hey! Don't talk nonsense! He was fine when he left. He was so old and fell down while walking, but he blamed it on others! He still feels wronged? I am more wronged! You said this several times, and he walked away with a sullen face, leaving me behind!"

Li Wanyue touched his nose, knowing that he was in the wrong, and said in a less tough tone than before: "You also know... this scholar is arrogant, and we Xiuwen don't want to give in. Besides, can't that woman give in to Xiuwen? As long as she says a few soft words, I don't believe that my Xiuwen will turn away in displeasure!"

Li Wanshu rolled his eyes at her and snorted, "You are just too pampering to him! He is almost thirty years old and still has such a temper!"

"What do you mean I spoil him? You were the one who took care of Xiu Wen when he was little! Besides, who in this village has such talent as my son? So what if he's a little spoiled? Don't you want to take care of him? Fine! Then the relationship between us brothers and sisters ends here!"

After saying that, she turned and walked towards the well in the yard.

Seeing this, Chunfeng hurried forward to stop him and said anxiously, "Look at what you, the brother, are saying."

Li Wanshu looked at the two people struggling at the well.

"Hey!"

"Help! I'll go and talk to Xiuwen in a couple of days!"

Unlike Li Wanshu who was making a big fuss, Song Ran came to the backyard humming a tune.

Anyway, I have arms and legs. If I lose this way to make money, I can just think of other ways.

"Xiaoguai, where do you think we should raise the ducks in the future?"

Chickens can roam freely in backyards and bamboo forests, but ducks are different; they need access to water.

Song Ran looked at the six yellow ducklings and the four wild ducks kept in the straw shed, with a sad look on his face.

There are too few ducklings to form a group, and they need to be led by adult ducks before they dare to go into the water. If they are released, they are likely to mix with other domestic ducks and be difficult to distinguish.

As for the four wild ducks, they gave Song Ran a headache. They were not tamed yet, and even if they were allowed to wander around in the backyard, they would probably flap their wings and fly away, let alone let them go into the water.

Song Ran opened the small wooden door in the backyard, looked at the abandoned pond outside the door, and sighed, "It would be great if there was still water in our small pond."

Song Ran's house and Grandma Gu's house are next to each other, and there is a passage between the two courtyards that is wide enough for one person to pass through.

There is a large bamboo forest outside the backyard door of Grandma Gu's house. There is also a small bamboo forest at Song Ran's house, with about thirty or forty bamboos.

Ten steps down the bamboo forest, there is a small pond. Walking around the pond, you can walk about a hundred steps.

This small pond was dug by Song Shiqiao with great effort. At first, it was a field. The entire soil was dug three feet deep, and the deepest even reached five feet. Then the edge of the pond was reinforced with stones.

In order to divert water from the river, a lot of effort was spent digging a ditch.

However, in that year of drought, due to water shortage in the paddy fields, the Song family was forced to open a hole in the pond to irrigate the fields.

When the drought was over, the water level on the riverside rose, but the ditch was filled with rotten leaves and silt, and the small pond was abandoned.

Song Li squatted on the ground, teasing a few yellow furry ducklings with purslane in her hand.

Suddenly, she had an idea and poured all her wood energy into the purslane. The purslane instantly shone with a bright green light. Although ordinary people could not see this green light, the chickens and ducks that ate purslane every day could feel its difference. As soon as they saw the purslane, they rushed to Song Li.

Four little chickens and six little ducks were all crowded together. Although the bamboo fence blocked their way, they still tried hard to stick their little yellow heads out from the gap.

The old hen also clucked and rushed towards Song Li.

The four tied wild ducks also stretched their necks towards Song Li, but unfortunately they couldn't move, and they quacked anxiously.

"What's going on? Why are they making such a noise?" He looked at the chickens and ducks in the yard as if they were going crazy and asked in confusion, "Are they hungry again? Were they fed earlier this morning?"

Song Li stood up, threw away the purslane in his hand, put his hands behind his back and said, "Maybe he will have to eat three meals a day like us."

Song Ran was stunned after hearing this. She asked in confusion, "Really? Isn't it enough to feed chickens and ducks once in the morning and evening? Why do the small livestock I bought eat so much?"

Song Li changed the subject, pointed at the mud pit and said, "Sister, did you just say that was our small pond?

"Yes, even though it's just a mud pit now, when my parents were alive, they filled the pond with water and planted a lot of lotus flowers. It's about this time that all the lotus flowers in the pond will bloom. When the wind blows, our house will be filled with fragrance."

"Lotus!" Song Li blinked. Although she had never seen a lotus, she heard from her elder sister that it must be very beautiful. She was looking forward to the beautiful scene of lotus blooming at the end of July, imagining the whole house surrounded by the fragrance of lotus.

"When the lotus flowers have mostly fallen by the end of July, only the lotus pods are left, and we can pick lotus seeds. The first batch of lotus seeds we picked are sweet when eaten raw, and when the lotus pods turn black and the lotus seeds are ripe, they are powdery when cooked and can be used to make a lot of desserts!"

"Tremella and lotus seed soup!" Song Li answered quickly. She remembered that her elder sister had told her about it in her bedtime story.

"Do you still remember? You greedy girl! Rock sugar lotus seeds, white fungus lotus seed soup, red bean lotus seed soup, there are so many varieties, the lotus seeds taste soft, glutinous and sweet."

"After the lotus seeds are harvested, there are lotus roots buried in the mud. In July, you can pull the lotus roots out of the mud, wash them and eat them. They taste crispy and sweet. At the end of August, the lotus roots you dug out can be stewed into soup and taste pink."

Song Ran kept talking, making Song Li drool. "Sister! Let's fill the small pond with water, just like our father and mother!"

Just like his father and mother, Song Ran's eyes suddenly turned red when he heard this, "Okay! Let's fill the pond with water!"