Sweet 80s

"You must be carsick. Drink some water."

As he spoke, Lin Xiangdong took out the water he had prepared in advance from his package and asked the other party to drink a few sips, then asked with concern: "How are you, are you feeling better?"

Wang Shuping waved her hands, trying to suppress her discomfort and said, "I'm fine."

"It's okay, your face is so pale."

After saying that, Lin Xiangdong stretched his neck and looked at the buildings on both sides of the road.

Thinking that he was not far from home, he stood up and walked to the driver and whispered a few words.

The bus they were riding was a direct long-distance bus that did not stop anywhere except near the village.

After Lin Xiangdong came back, the car swayed for a few dozen meters before slowly stopping.

"We're here, it's time to get off, Erbao." Dabao thought they had reached the station and excitedly asked his younger brother to get his things.

Wang Shuping knew what was going on and quickly patted Lin Xiangdong on the shoulder to show that she was fine and could still hold on.

Lin Xiangdong felt sorry for her and curled his lips: "It's not like you're going to the front line to defend your country, what's there to insist on."

Then the four of them got out of the car with their belongings.

Dabao looked around and saw no houses nearby, only fields of crops. He finally realized that he still had to walk a little further to his grandfather's house, and muttered to himself with a little emotion.

"Why don't you take the bus? How far do you have to walk?"

Lin Xiangdong glared at him: "You like riding in cars so much."

"Of course I like it. It's so nice to ride in a car."

"Okay, when you grow up, learn from me and become a driver, riding in a car for the rest of your life."

Dabao was older and could tell good from bad words. He knew that Lin Xiangdong was mocking him and stopped talking.

Erbao pouted his lips and said incoherently, "But, walking is too tiring."

Lin Xiangdong took out the tobacco leaves, first placed them on Erbao's head for him to hold, then he sorted them out and tucked them under his youngest son's armpits.

"You are such a little fool. Grandpa and grandma will definitely make delicious food for you today. If you are not tired now, you will be able to eat it later."

After being reminded of this, Erbao immediately understood what was going on. He clapped his chubby little hands, strode forward with his head held high, and shouted as he walked.

"Big cock, big cock. I want to eat a big cock."

Lin Xiangdong chuckled a few times and said to himself, "Yesterday on the phone, I told you that I like stewed vegetables, so why chicken?"

After saying this, Lin Xiangdong turned around, took the things from Wang Shuping's hands and carried them all on himself and his two sons.

"It's strange. I know you get carsick, but you never seem to get carsick once when you ride in my car."

As soon as she got out of the car, Wang Shuping felt much better and looked more energetic than before.

She recalled carefully and it was just as Lin Xiangdong said. There were even times when she sat there for three to five hours without doing anything.

"Do you know why?"

"What?"

"Because I have motion sickness pills in my car."

"Motion sickness medicine? When have I ever taken motion sickness medicine?"

Lin Xiangdong raised his eyebrows slightly, a sly light flashed in his eyes, a meaningful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he spoke word by word in a mysterious manner.

"I am your medicine."

puff~

The two children were carrying large and small bags, and they were working like coolies, moving things around and encouraging each other as they moved forward.

If Dabao heard this, he would definitely have a look of disgust.

Wang Shuping raised her hand to her forehead and smiled bitterly, asking, "Excuse me, comrade Motion Sickness Medicine, you were less than a meter away from me today, why didn't it work?"

Lin Xiangdong was stunned. The other party's casual words really stumped him.

Wang Shuping smiled proudly, took a military green canvas handbag from him, and strode forward.

Lin Xiangdong fell behind, frowning as he thought about how to answer.

After a moment, he figured it out, and quickly caught up with Wang Shuping and said with a grin, "That's because I'm not driving the car. If I were driving, I guarantee you wouldn't get dizzy..."

Wang Shuping curled her lips and ignored him.

Actually, Lin Xiangdong was half right.

Wang Shuping loves cleanliness very much, and under her influence over the years, Lin Xiangdong naturally learned to do the same.

Whether it's the desk you sit at during a break or the car you drive.

He always keeps the house spotlessly clean and tidy, and every corner is full of neatness and freshness.

The reason why Wang Shuping suffers from severe motion sickness is not only due to her personal constitution, but also due to two crucial issues.

She hated the chaotic smell in the car. Once the mixed strange smell was inhaled into her nose, the countdown to motion sickness began.

If your mouth suddenly starts to secrete a lot of saliva or you can't stop burping, the situation has reached an irreversible point.

She couldn't stand the bus's constant stops and starts.

Lin Xiangdong's car will not have such a problem at all.

What's more, when driving, Wang Shuping was so focused on the other person that she didn't care whether she felt dizzy or not.

After walking for another twenty minutes, the sun moved directly above my head.

The four people's pace gradually slowed down.

After a turn, a dirt road leads to the distance.

Finally, I saw the first courtyard of the village not far away.

"We're here, grandpa's house." Dabao pointed over there excitedly.

This is the old house of the Lin family.

Looking up, what comes into view is a spacious square courtyard.

The red bricks of the surrounding exterior walls are covered with ivy, and the tender green color looks like a large blanket covering the walls.

The two children ran wildly as if they were having fun. Wherever they ran, small whirlwinds were raised on the ground and the smell of dust filled the air.

Not far from the gate, there was a rattan rocking chair placed at an angle, with a cattail leaf fan on it.

There were some green leaves scattered on the ground in front of the chair, as if work had just been done.

The gate of the courtyard was wide open, and in front of him was a brick screen wall. After turning around the wall, a wide courtyard suddenly came into view.

Dabao ran in first and shouted loudly to his grandpa and grandma in the yard.

Hearing the noise outside, the old couple hurried out of the house.

Li Xiuzhi quickly placed the enamel basin in her hand on the stone table next to her, then hugged Dabao into her arms and kissed his little face.

Then Erbao came running in panting: "Grandma, grandma."

"Oh my dear grandson, you must be tired, sit down quickly."

Li Xiuzhi looked at the two "escaping" children and felt both funny and distressed, and complained to Lin Xiangdong.

"You are so small, carrying so many things. Aren't you afraid that the two children will be tired?"

Lin Xiangdong disagreed and retorted: "Don't underestimate them. I treat them as adults at home."

Hearing the sudden "praise" from an adult, Dabao nodded repeatedly and said, "I have plenty of strength, grandma, look."

As he spoke, Dabao rolled up his sleeves to show off his slightly bulging biceps.

Thanks to Li Xiuzhi's good eyesight, otherwise I would have thought it was a swelling from a fall.

Erbao didn't have time to rest and was determined to complete the task first.

He walked up to my grandfather, took out two large bags of tobacco leaves from his body and handed them to me with both hands, not forgetting to give feedback on the quality of the tobacco leaves.

"Grandpa, this is what my dad bought for you. I smelled it and it smells so good."

Lin Sifang laughed a few times, happily picked up Erbao and walked to the stone table.

Lin Xiangdong took a look into the enamel basin.

In his impression, everything washed in the enamel basin was delicious.

Sure enough, there was a bowl full of fruit.

Lin Xiangdong picked one up and put it in his mouth: "Mulberries are sweet enough. Oh, there are also cherries, apricots and hawthorns."

"Your father received a call yesterday, and he went up the mountain to pick wild fruits before dawn today. Last year there was plenty of rain, so the wild fruits grew well."

Seeing Lin Xiangdong's hands rummaging in the basin, Lin Sifang sternly slapped him in the face.

"Who told you to eat first? My precious grandson hasn't eaten yet."

"Hehehe." Erbao smiled and stuck out his tongue.

Li Xiuzhi looked outside and didn't see her daughter-in-law. She pulled Lin Xiangdong's clothes and asked, "Where's Xiaoping? Isn't she here?"