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

"Aunt Lin!"

"Is Aunt Lin here to take us back?!"

Several figures came running towards them, which was both sad and funny.

It turned out that they didn't forget the time, but Yu Datou's family had no intention of going back at noon. It was difficult for the thick-necked people to sneak away, so they could only grit their teeth and continue pulling weeds.

"Let's go back and eat."

Several people threw away the grass in their hands and didn't want to stay any longer. Farm work was simply torture.

Lin suppressed her laughter and said to Datou, "You two should go back and rest for a while. The more you work in the fields, the more money you will make. It's not a big deal to wait a while."

Yu Datou smiled simply, nodded to Lin, but did not move his feet.

Lin had said that whether they went home or not was their business, so she called Thick Neck and a few others and went back to Cui's house.

The skinny guy came up to Lin and said, "Aunt Lin, I didn't expect your family still has so much land."

A gentle breeze blows, and the wheat ears sway.

The neatly arranged wheat heads bowed their heads, as if politely greeting passersby.

Lin was in a good mood: "Isn't it good to have more land?"

"It's good, it's good." The skinny guy smiled foolishly, "But if I had so much land, I would definitely sell it, exchange the money for it and live in the county town."

Living in the mountain village is too inconvenient. If you want to eat, you have to grow your own vegetables. In the county town, you can buy whatever you want to eat. If you get sick, there are doctors. Life in the village is far worse.

"I quite like life in the village." The air was filled with the aroma of wheat. Lin took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. "Each season brings a different scene. Fruits and vegetables are fragrant, insects chirp, and birds sing. The land will not deceive you. You will reap what you sow."

"Mother Jingwen, come out to digest your food."

A villager saw Lin, stepped forward to stop her, and forced a handful of loofah into her mouth.

"Look, isn't it good to live in the village?"

"The villagers are very simple and honest. If you are sincere to them, they will return ten times of your sincerity. There are no disputes with neighbors, let alone miscellaneous worries. Life is so comfortable."

Lin really likes life here.

After working hard for half her life, she now just wants to earn some money and live a comfortable life in the village.

When the business was on track and Silang was able to handle the business on his own, she would stay at home to tend flowers and feed fish, and go out to chat with people when she was bored.

Skinny guy scratched his head. He still thought the city was better, but what Aunt Lin said made sense. It was really hard to choose.

"Ouch—"

He was struggling with his thoughts when he was suddenly kicked on the butt. He turned around with a grimace and saw the boss retract his foot.

"All you do all day is think about nothing, without even a morsel of land. Is this what you should be thinking about?"

The others laughed.

The skinny boy stretched out his neck, then couldn't help laughing with a chuckle, and then pounced on the child who laughed the loudest.

Lin was also amused by them.

"I don't know your names yet, please tell me your names one by one."

The few people who were chasing and laughing just now suddenly became quiet.

Someone whispered, "We... don't have a name."

"We gave ourselves nicknames." Thick Neck pointed at Lin. "When he came, he always had snot in his nose, so we called him Little Sniffle. He was very strong, so we called him Big, and he..."

Lin listened patiently to the thick-necked man's introduction, feeling sad.

After a round of introductions, several children looked at Lin eagerly.

"I've remembered everything." Lin said with a smile, "But it still needs a name. Why don't you each give yourself a name?"

The children looked at each other.