My best friend is living a famine-stricken life; you're going crazy, I'm farming.

September is here in the blink of an eye.

The sun was still shining brightly.

From the mountaintop, you can see that the Qingshui River has dried up.

Even Nanshan is not as lush and green as it is in summer; some leaves have begun to turn yellow.

The vegetable garden is watered and fertilized every day. Although it was planted late, the seedlings are still growing very well.

Pumpkin leaves have spread all over the ground, and eggplants have begun to shed their flowers and bear fruit.

Xu Dazhu had already built a trellis for the green beans, and now the green beans were growing long and thin.

Yang Fenglan came out of the outhouse and stared at the emerald green pumpkin tips.

I haven't had leafy greens in ages, I'm really craving them.

But, will pinching off the pumpkin tips affect its growth?

After hesitating for a long time, she decided to let go of the poor melon vines. Parting the broad leaves, she saw a tender melon the size of one or two bowls.

One of them had been pecked by a bird.

Yang Fenglan picked the melon directly, and then picked a handful of cowpeas.

I cooked some vegetarian melon and beans for dinner, and just ate them like this; they were sweet.

The soup was also clear and sweet, and almost half a bowl was eaten up, leaving not a drop of broth.

These vegetables grew and ripened one after another. At first, there weren't enough to eat, so we couldn't bear to eat them all. In the end, we couldn't finish them all, so we had to dry them into dried vegetables.

Slice the eggplant, and sun-dry some of the tender green beans with their pods on, while leaving the older ones to cook with red beans and also to facilitate seed saving.

Edamame is still everyone's favorite.

Yang Fenglan picked a basket of edamame, boiled it into salted edamame, and together with chestnuts, it became everyone's daily snack, which they couldn't stop eating once they started.

In just over a month, the once-thin Zhou Jingwei has noticeably gained weight in his face.

Perhaps because life was too comfortable, it gave people a sense of peace and tranquility.

From here, you can see various villages, but nothing else is clearly visible.

Xu Dazhu said, "I really want to go down the mountain and take a look."

However, he only thought this way; in practice, he could only listen to his wife and daughter.

The two men knew he was worried about his parents and brothers, so they said without hesitation, "You're not allowed to go!"

That day, Zhou Jingyi stood on the edge of the cliff and gazed at the village for a long time.

Xu Yingying stepped forward and asked, "Nephew, are you perhaps like my father, worried that your Zhou family isn't doing well?"

Zhou Jingyi snapped out of his daze, turned around, and looked somewhat melancholy. “Mother is right. The Zhou family is not worth treating sincerely. No matter how much I begged, they still abandoned my sister. She was a human being, born from the blood of my mother.”

“I was young then, and I believed my grandmother when she said it was for my own good. But when I heard Jingwei talk about the days she spent at her uncle’s house, I felt sad and realized I had let her down.”

Xu Yingying didn't expect Zhou Jingyi to say these things to her, "You did the right thing. If you hadn't done it back then, and your mother suddenly had a child, who knows what people would say about her. With her personality, she might have really died. You saved your mother and sister, which is very good."

"Really?" Zhou Jingyi felt comforted. "I will never care about the Zhou family again. But the thought of many people in the village starving to death makes me sad."

Xu Yingying patted Zhou Jingyi's shoulder solemnly, "You know how to be grateful and compassionate, nephew, you've finally become a man!"

Finally...like?

You mean it wasn't like that before?

Zhou Jingyi's face turned red, whether from anger or not. "Go away, who is your nephew? You are younger than me, you should call me big brother."

"Yes, brother, you're finally acting like a man."

"I...I'll beat you up, you believe me?" Zhou Jingyi brandished his fist triumphantly, but it was just talk; in reality, his face was getting redder and redder.

Xu Yingying wasn't worried at all that his fist would land, and continued to tease him: "You look so cute when you blush."

Zhou Jingyi snorted, turned his head and continued to look at the village, his eyes filled with melancholy again.

"Wasn't I like a man before? No wonder, Xiaoyu would rather be a penniless guy than me..."

The evening breeze was gentle, lifting his hair and the hem of his clothes. In the setting sun, he looked as if he were about to break apart.