Farmhouse Green Plum

But he really wanted to go to the county, because it was so lively there, and he had money in his hands, so he could buy whatever he wanted to eat.

Daya observed his expression and added at the right time: "This is only temporary. When others have experience, you don't have to stay."

The balance in Song Yuan's heart immediately tilted, and he said with difficulty: "Okay, I'll stay. But you still have to bring me food, I want to eat meat buns."

"Okay." Daya agreed readily and generously said, "I'll treat you to another one."

Song Yuan smiled, and the last bit of reluctance on his face disappeared. He negotiated with Daya, "Sister, please treat me to candy. This way I can have both meat buns and candy."

"no problem."

After dealing with Song Yuan, everyone continued to discuss, and finally decided that Lai Di and Zhao Xiaocui would temporarily accompany Daya to the county, and Xiaoxiang would be responsible for answering questions and resolving doubts for others.

The time was tentatively set at two days later, which was Daya's birthday. The subsequent time intervals would be determined based on the number of herbs collected.

It was the first time in their lives that they were making money, so Zhao Xiaocui and the others were very motivated. Although the herbs suitable for picking in winter were not as abundant as those in summer, they still managed to collect a lot in just two days.

In a blink of an eye, it was the eighth day of the winter month. A strong north wind blew all night, and when I woke up in the morning, the leaden sky was covered with white snow.

It actually snowed.

Daya stood in front of the window with a frown. It seemed that she could not go to the county today. She didn't know how disappointed Zhao Xiaocui and the others were.

But there was no way. The roads were slippery due to the snow, and it was not the busy farming season. Everyone was resting at home. If they still insisted on going out to work, wouldn't it arouse suspicion?

Looking at the snow-covered world outside, Daya's thoughts were racing.

Today is the first snow of this winter. I heard that there was also heavy snow when she was born, and many bamboos in the village were crushed.

Since you have such a strong affinity with snow, why not call yourself Song Xue?

"What are you doing there? Get up and go to the kitchen to help your second aunt light the fire," Li's voice came from behind, "Take my baking basket too, and add some charcoal if there's any."

Mrs. Li is old and afraid of the cold, so she would light a steamer before going to bed at night when winter comes. She would sleep with Mrs. Li and could also use the steamer to warm her feet.

Fortunately, I had tried chopping firewood before, and small branches could barely make charcoal, but they were not as durable as large pieces of firewood.

After a night, the charcoal had already cooled down completely.

Daya came to her senses and quickly agreed. She walked to the bedside, took the baking tray from Li, and mustered up the courage to open the door. A gust of cold air blew in her face, making her want to shrink back.

She slung the baking tray on her elbow, tucked her hands, which were swollen like big red buns, into her sleeves, and walked out of the room with gritted teeth.

In the kitchen, Yang was already cooking breakfast. The fire crackled, making the room much warmer.

Daya briefly greeted Yang, squatted in front of the stove, poured out the cold carbon ash in the baking basket, used tongs to pick up the red-hot charcoal and put it in, and finally spread a light layer of ash on top.

In this way, the charcoal fire in the baking cage can be maintained longer and will not be so scorching at first.

After delivering the baking basket to Li, she went back to the kitchen to light the fire. She did not wake Li up to eat until breakfast was almost ready.

Today is her birthday, and Yang cooked four duck eggs, the extra one is hers.

Li took out a duck egg, rolled it on the table, and then handed it to Daya: "Today is your birthday, and I give you the first one. You should be more sensible as you grow older, and don't let us worry about you."

This is the custom in Xinghua Village. Before eating eggs on a child’s birthday, they are first rolled on the table, which means that the new year will pass smoothly.

Daya was originally very happy, but when she heard the latter sentence, her mood immediately dampened. How else could she be made to be more sensible?

Then she thought of the red silk in her pocket and remembered that they had celebrated her birthday two days ago, so she comforted herself: Since I have already celebrated my birthday, I might as well just treat it as a free duck egg today.

She peeled the eggshell and glanced at Yang. Every year in the past, she would give half of the duck eggs to Yang to thank her for breastfeeding.

But this year, she doesn't want to split up.

She took a bite, but before she could chew it and swallow it, Li scolded her with a sullen face: "You just told me to be sensible, but now you're eating alone. In previous years, you knew you had to be filial to your second aunt, but you're really getting more and more ignorant as you get older."

Daya felt aggrieved. Her two cousins ate the eggs every day and never shared any with her second aunt. Her grandmother never said anything. She could only eat duck eggs on her birthday, and if she didn't share any, she would be considered ignorant and unfilial.

The more she thought about it, the more aggrieved she felt. She couldn't help but explain, "I only eat it once a year on my birthday, and they eat it every day. Why don't you ask them to share it?"

Li's face darkened a little, "How can this be the same? Today is your birthday, it has a different meaning, you must show respect to your second aunt!

If she hadn't fed you milk, would you still be sitting here celebrating your birthday today? The grass on your grave has grown so tall, it's really a waste of time to raise you!"

"I only ate it for a few months, but Song Tian and the others ate it until they were over a year old. Why don't we let them give it to us as a filial piety?" Daya argued again. After thinking for a while, she added, "In that case, I won't eat the remaining half either. I have to give it to Second Aunt. After all, I relied on her milk to survive for the first eight months."

Li was completely furious and slammed her chopsticks on the table. "What's wrong with you today? You keep talking back!

Can your second aunt be the same as your second aunt? She feeds me, and almost all our family assets have been moved to her!

Also, why do you care so much about your two younger brothers?

Today is your birthday, not your two brothers'. When it's their birthday, do you think they will honor you? Will they refuse to do so like you did?"

"Of course I have to show my respect to you. It wasn't easy for my mother to give birth to me." Song Tian immediately responded and made a promise to Yang, "Mom, I will give you all the duck eggs on my birthday. I won't eat a single one!"

Song Yuan glanced at Daya and reluctantly handed over the duck egg in his hand, "Mom, I'll give you mine now, and let your sister eat hers. She only eats it once a year."

Although Yang was not quite happy with the second half of Song Yuan's words, she was satisfied as a whole. She was very pleased that her two sons were so filial at such a young age.

She glanced at Daya and thought to herself: As expected, if she is not your biological daughter, you can't raise her well. It's useless to be nice to her on a daily basis.

"Eat your meal." She put on a stern face and pretended to scold her two sons harshly. She picked up the chopsticks that Li had slapped on the table and handed them to Li, saying softly, "Mother, calm down. Children are just greedy.

Today is her birthday, so let her eat. I am an adult, why would I argue with a child about how much she eats? "

"No!" Li rejected her words outright. "There is no order without rules. If you are not filial to your own elders and you still behave like this after you marry into your husband's family, how will others view our Song family?"

Yang sighed helplessly and stopped talking, allowing Li to teach Daya.