Traveling through the busy farmland of a peasant girl

Shen Shaodong and his wife Zhang Xiu Niang sat quietly at the table, looking towards the door from time to time, waiting for their daughter Shen Li to come back, and then the family would sit together for a meal.

However, at this moment, there was a slightly awkward silence between the two of them. They just sat there quietly, and no one spoke first.

In this silence, Zhang Xiu Niang suddenly seemed to remember something important. Her eyes lit up and she hurriedly said to Shen Shaodong, "My husband, look at my memory. It seems that tomorrow is Xuan'er's day off."

"Look, summer vacation is here, and I almost forgot about it!"

"Just now I always felt like there was something on my mind, but I just couldn't remember it. Now I finally remembered it. It turned out to be Xuan'er's day off!"

When Shen Shaodong heard this, he was stunned at first, and countless thoughts flashed through his mind.

He thought that since he was not the original owner of this body, it seemed reasonable that he did not remember these things.

So, after a brief silence, he said, "It's okay, my lady, it's not your fault..."

"To be honest, it's all my fault."

"If I hadn't suddenly had an accident before, you wouldn't have forgotten something as important as Xuan'er's rest because you were worried about me."

"How about this, tomorrow I'll take Daya to town to sell herbs, and I can pick up Xuan'er while I'm there."

On the other side, Shen Li rushed towards her grandparents' house like a gust of wind.

Her steps were brisk and quick, and soon she arrived at the door of her grandparents' house.

Before she could even stand still, she couldn't wait to shout, "Grandpa, Grandma! Open the door, open the door!"

The somewhat worn door creaked open slowly, and her grandmother, Shen Liu, appeared at the door.

Shen Liu walked into the yard at a leisurely pace, and behind her followed a figure, that was Shen Daya's aunt Shen Shaoxue.

It seems as if the Shen family is particularly favored by God. There has never been an ugly person in the family.

Take this little aunt Shen Shaoxue for example. She is so thin and slender that she seems like she could be blown down by a gust of wind.

She was wearing an ordinary coarse linen shirt. The fabric was rough and simple, with a few patches on it. It was obvious that it had been patched and worn for a long time.

But even so, it couldn't hide her natural beauty. Her face was like a piece of carefully carved jade, white with a faint blush.

Her eyes were as bright as stars, her eyebrows were curved like crescent moons, and her lips were red without any makeup.

When she smiles, she has two shallow dimples. Just standing there, she looks like a vivid painting.

Shen Li's attention was immediately attracted by her aunt. She stared at her without blinking, as if she was fascinated by some rare treasure.

As soon as Liu entered the yard, she saw Daya walking towards her with a ceramic bowl steadily in her hands.

The tempting aroma of chicken was constantly wafting out of the pottery bowl. The aroma seemed to have magic, constantly drilling into people's noses.

Liu couldn't help but frowned and asked, "Daya, what are you doing?"

Shen Li then quickly withdrew her gaze from her aunt, raised her head, and her eyes sparkled.

With a sweet smile on her face, she said, "Grandma, these are the pheasants I caught in the mountains, and the mushrooms I picked."

"Mom put them together and cooked a big pot of soup. Mom said, it's too hot today!"

"If this soup is left out for too long, it might lose its flavor. Let me bring these over here!"

"Grandma, don't worry, there are still plenty at home!"

When Liu heard this, her eyes widened and she said with a hint of dissatisfaction on her face, "Will it taste bad? Then can't we make less?"

"Why not put it in the well to calm it down? You really don't know how to live!"

Although he said this, he still reached out to take the pottery bowl, turned around and walked towards the main room, muttering: "Wait."

Liu walked into the main room. The light in the room was a little dim, with only a few faint rays of light coming in from the small window.

She walked to the table and carefully poured the chicken soup into the ceramic bowl at home. Then she said to Shen Zhenxi who was sitting beside her, "Old man, this is also a pheasant that Daya caught in the mountains. She brought us a bowl of chicken soup."

As she spoke, she turned and walked to the somewhat old wooden cupboard, opened the door, picked up a few pieces of rabbit meat with chopsticks and put them into the bowl brought by Shen Li.

When Old Man Shen heard this, he raised his head slightly and glanced at the bowl of chicken soup. He didn't say anything, but the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and his expression looked very happy.

After Liu finished everything, she turned and walked towards the door.

As soon as I arrived at the door, I saw my eldest granddaughter and my daughter competing for height.

Shen Li was seen standing straight, with her little head tilted high, her eyes fixed on her aunt, while Shen Shaoxue was looking at Shen Li with a smile on her face.

Liu walked forward and handed the bowl to Shen Li, saying as she handed it to her: "How can you two compare? Your aunt is eighteen years old, and you are only eight!"

"This rabbit meat is the one your mother gave you the other day. I picked up a few pieces for you. Come back and eat!"

Shen Li's eyes lit up all of a sudden, she reached out to take the bowl, and said happily: "Hey, I can eat rabbit today, hehe!"

After saying that, he ran away like a whirlwind.

Liu stood there, watching Shen Li's receding figure, shook her head helplessly, and muttered to herself: "This kid has been a lot more lively recently."