Crossing the farm gate, the whole family reunites in the disaster year

"Third brother."

Widow Qin called out softly and walked carefully along the ridge of the field.

She deliberately wore clothes without patches, and the shoes on her feet were also newly made today.

Dazhi was not afraid of the big deal and greeted with a smile: "My second brother's wife is here."

Widow Qin's husband's family and Dazhi's family are distant relatives, and being called "second brother's wife" made her blush with embarrassment.

"Brother Dazhi is here too. I need help from my third brother."

Widow Qin stared at Cui Chengliang who was sitting on the ground.

Dazhi yelled in dissatisfaction: "Although my second brother is gone, our two families are still relatives. If you have any difficulties, you can come to me. What can an outsider like my third brother do to help?"

Cui Chengliang lowered his head and said in a muffled voice, "I have a lot of work to do in the fields, so let Dazhi help you."

Dazhi called out to Honglai loudly, saying that he would definitely not go to help with the work.

Widow Qin wanted to find a piece of cloth to cover Dazhi's mouth.

Hong Lai came out of the field in a daze, rolled up his sleeves and was about to go with Widow Qin.

Widow Qin bit her lip and stood there. This was not what she had imagined.

After Lin closed his stall yesterday, she finally asked someone and found out that the bowls and pots they sold were repaired.

Lin told the guests that it was her husband's craftsmanship.

Only then did she understand why Lin's business was so surprisingly good. The customer even showed her the basin he had bought from Lin's. It was indeed flawless and looked like a new one.

Widow Qin felt even more that she had chosen the right person, but at the same time she felt sorry for Cui Chengliang. With such good skills, how much money could he make by repairing broken pottery bowls? Lin was really begging with a golden bowl in his hand.

So this morning, after seeing that Cui Chengliang didn't go into the city, he went home to clean up, hoping to find a place where no one was around to say a few nice words to Cui Chengliang and ask him about the repair method.

With Dazhi's intervention, Widow Qin was in a dilemma.

"Brother Dazhi, the roof of my house is leaking. Honglai doesn't know anything, so let my third brother..."

Dazhi looked at the bright sun in the sky and his face became serious.

"This is a big deal, but it hasn't rained for over two months, and I don't expect it to rain for another ten days or half a month. Don't worry, after the autumn harvest, I'll call a few people to help you fix it."

Cui Chengliang sat on the ground silently, as if he heard nothing.

Widow Qin was about to cry: "It's okay for me to endure it. Liu Ye couldn't sleep at night because of the cold. Third brother, look..."

Cui Chengliang stood up suddenly.

Seeing that she was a widow and unemployed and it was not easy for her to raise a child, he thought of helping her if he could. He didn't expect that his sympathy would become the confidence for Widow Qin to ask for money.

Dazhi was right, he shouldn't be soft-hearted.

"I have a wife and children. It wouldn't look good to go to a widow's house. You...you can ask your relatives for help. If there's really no one to help, you can ask the village head. There are so many people in the village. They won't let you and your mother spend the winter in a broken house."

Cui Chengliang had never said a harsh word before. He clenched his fists and forced himself to look directly at the shocked face of Widow Qin.

"From now on... don't come to me for help again. I don't want the villagers to gossip about me, and I don't want my wife to be angry when she finds out." After saying that, he turned his face away and didn't look at Widow Qin again.

Although Lin may not care.

But he must regulate his words and actions.

The air suddenly became quiet, and even the locusts dared not fly.

Widow Qin's face was like a dyeing factory, sometimes white, sometimes black, and finally flushed with shame and anger.

For Lin's sake, Cui Chengliang actually wanted to draw a clear line with her!

If you weren't interested in her, why did you help her before?!

Widow Qin had tears in her eyes, hatred surging in them. Suddenly, she wiped away her tears and turned away.

Dazhi secretly gave Cui Chengliang a thumbs up: "Honglai, hurry up and follow your second aunt. It's a good relationship among relatives. Don't say that our family doesn't help."

"No! Don't follow me!"

Widow Qin didn't even turn her head.

Dazhi didn't laugh out loud until Widow Qin left completely.

Hong Lai scratched his head honestly: "Then should I still go?"

"Why go? I'm too busy with my own work to bother with her cold face."

Dazhi was very disdainful of Widow Qin. Even if he needed help, he should go to the women in the family. No widow would go around with men.

Only the third brother is stupid.

After wasting some time, Dazhi patted Cui Chengliang on the shoulder and they went back to work in the fields.

I hope Brother San has really figured it out.

Others were not idle either.

Erlang took the planting very seriously and asked everyone to take a bath the night before. The next day, he put on the new clothes made by Old Lady Cui, took incense and straw paper, and led his younger brothers and sisters to the field.

This was the field belonging to the five brothers and sisters, and it was the first time they had planted seeds there.

Erlang stood on the ridge of the field where the water flowed, and the five of them lined up in a row. Even Xiaoqi had a stern face and a serious expression.

The five people looked at the four acres of cultivated and leveled land with emotion.

This is the beginning of their new life.

"salute."

Erlang lit three strings, faced the field, bent his back devoutly, and chanted prayers to the God of Land, blessing the seedlings to grow vigorously and be free from disease and disaster.

The other four followed suit.

After the ceremony, stick incense on the edge of the field and burn straw paper.

Watching the three incense sticks burn out steadily, Erlang showed a relaxed smile on his face.

After paying homage to the God of Land, Silang and Wulang followed Lin to the county town, while Erlang went home to ask Cui Zhaozhao for bean seeds.

The Li brothers from Liushu Village were also there.

Cui Zhaozhao gave him a large pot of bean seeds, weighing about twenty pounds.

"Second brother, you plant them first. Third brother and I will go to Liushu Village. If you don't have enough bean seeds, tell me and I'll soak some tonight."

She had never farmed before, so she soaked the seeds based on her guesswork.

Erlang weighed the seeds and said, "That's almost enough."

The yard of the old house was noisy for a moment, but as the gate opened and closed, it returned to silence.

Cui Zhaozhao and Cui Jingwen followed the Zhang brothers to Liushu Village, and Erlang took Lidong and Xiaoqi to the fields.

Only Old Mrs. Cui and Xiaoliu, who took care of the chickens and the dog, were left at home.

Old Mrs. Cui was watering the vegetable garden. The seedlings, which had drunk enough water, looked different every day. The chives were almost two feet long.

Close to the roots of the chives, Old Mrs. Cui used a pair of scissors to quickly cut off half a basin of chives. The chives that had just been watered were covered with water droplets and looked green and tender.

Today, the children from both families are going to plant in the fields. It is a big day and it is worth having a meal of dumplings.

As the cold, clear spring water poured over the tender green leeks, Old Mrs. Cui unconsciously hummed a tune.

The yard door opened with a loud noise.

See the green leeks and red flowers.

Chives and green onions together...

The tune drifted slowly into the air, and followed the breeze all the way to the oxcart entering the city, interweaving with the sound of the wheels.

Lin had originally planned to go to Lindong County today, but Zhaozhao had to plant seeds and also had to go to the blacksmith shop to order farm tools. Most of the day was gone in her busy schedule. If she rushed to Lindong County, she would not be able to come back tonight, so she simply postponed it for a day.

The ox cart was almost completely occupied by the Cui family. Apart from the three Lins, only Yu, Liqiu, and two women from the same village were left.

One of them was Wang’s eldest sister-in-law who went to the city to sell eggs the day before yesterday.

I didn't see her going to the city to sell eggs yesterday. I guess Yu said something to her. Early this morning, she carried the chickens from home and went to the city with Yu to sell the chickens.