Farming with kids: My deceased husband returns and I spoil him rotten.

What's wrong with being perfect? ​​It doesn't really matter.

My thoughts shifted, and suddenly everything became clear.

Turning to look at Shang Qing, Gu Heng made a firm decision: "We don't need to find anyone else. Wang Mingli alone will suffice."

Once the idea was made, it couldn't be changed, and in the days that followed, everyone immersed themselves in teaching.

It wasn't until one evening, when Shang Qing brought a large pile of wood from the mountains, that Gu Heng and Wang Mingli noticed it.

"What's wrong? Is there not enough firewood at home? I remember I chopped some firewood a few days ago."

"Why is it burning so fast? Maybe I should chop some more!"

Gu Heng already felt bad enough that he had to rely on Shang Qing to take care of his three meals a day while he was studying.

Now, seeing Shang Qing chopping firewood himself makes him feel even more guilty.

The man took two steps at a time, picked up an axe, and prepared to chop up the wood that Shang Qing had brought back.

Before he could even make a move, Shang Qing snatched the axe away.

"No, please don't chop it! There's still firewood inside; I need it for my crafts!"

Doing crafts?

Gu Heng's eyebrows furrowed into a knot. "What, are you planning to develop a new business? What kind of products do you want to sell?"

Shang Qing didn't want to say it, but seeing how persistent this man was in getting to the bottom of things, she couldn't help but speak up:

"I'm not trying to develop any new business. I'm making a gift for Xi'er. Have you forgotten what day it is the day after tomorrow?"

the day after tomorrow?

The man counted on his fingers, his eyes lit up, and he was so excited he almost slurred his words.

"Xi'er, it's Xi'er's birthday!"

Shang Qing smiled and nodded, hugging the piece of wood on the ground as if it were a treasure.

“Xi’er used to have a clay doll that she really liked, but because she held it in her arms every day, the doll broke very quickly.”

"So for her birthday, I want to use these pieces of wood to carve a doll for Xi'er, so she can play with it without any worries."

Who can match such meticulous thinking?

Gu Heng was about to give a thumbs-up in praise when a voice behind him startled him back.

"Looks like I'm out of luck; I've heard some good news!"

The two were quite startled to find Wang Mingli, who was teaching children, standing there.

Wang Mingli walked in apologetically.

"I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to eavesdrop. I just wanted to check on Gu Heng's progress, but I accidentally..."

"It's nothing, it's not a big deal."

"Since it's not a big deal, could I also participate in Xi'er's birthday celebration?"

“I’ve been teaching here for a while now and I’ve always liked children. Now that I’ve encountered such a good thing, I’d like to do something to show my appreciation.”

"No need to be so polite. We'll feel embarrassed if you do that."

Shang Qing was happier than anyone else to have someone who loved Xi'er.

However, in the end, Wang Mingli was just an outsider. Although he had been kind enough to teach him, Shang Qing still felt a little embarrassed to accept gifts from others without a reason.

"There's nothing to be embarrassed about. It's fate that we met, and it's my good fortune to be able to participate in your happy event!"

Yes, Xi'er's birthday is a joyous occasion, and it's good to share in the happiness.

Ultimately, unable to resist Wang Mingli's enthusiasm, Shang Qing had no choice but to nod in agreement.

In order to prepare a gift for Xi'er, Wang Mingli took a day off.

Thinking that everything was for the little one, Shang Qing naturally agreed without hesitation.

My birthday arrived quickly.

Shang Qing had already arranged the room early in the morning.

Since it wasn't modern times, there weren't many balloons available, so Shang Qing went to the market specifically to buy all sorts of flowers.

After simply decorating the room and placing my carefully carved dolls on it, the whole room instantly became warm and inviting.

Once everything was ready, she went to the room and gently woke Xi'er.

"Little one, wake up! The sun's about to shine on your bottom!"

Xi'er lay sprawled in the middle of the bed, while Pan'er and Nian'er stood on either side, holding the simple firework ribbons made by Shang Qing.

Seeing that Xi'er had slowly sat up at Shang Qing's call, the two of them set off the ceremonial cannons in their hands.

boom!

The colorful ribbons fell from Xi'er's head in an instant, their vibrant colors shining directly into her eyes.

Happy birthday, Xi'er!

My head is still spinning, but my thoughts are slowly coming together.

Looking at these smiling faces, Xi'er couldn't help but smile with surprise.

"Birthday?! Today is my birthday?!"

"Of course! How could Mother's memory be false? Look at what's on the table!"

With the help of Pan'er and Nian'er, Xi'er quickly got dressed.

She rushed to the table without even putting on her shoes.

On the table adorned with flowers, a fairy puppet stands out prominently.

With its rugged face and crudely made clothes, it was utterly devoid of beauty, but she could tell at a glance that this fairy puppet was the clay doll she had broken before.

"How is it? Do you like it?" Seeing that Xi'er didn't move, Shang Qing was also uneasy.

She spent a lot of time making this, and although it was very similar in appearance, the quality was not top-notch.

But since it was a gift for the child, Shang Qing sincerely hoped it would make the child happy.

"I like it, of course I do!"

Her gaze lingered on the puppet for a long time, until she was sure it wouldn't break easily, before Xi'er pounced on it.

She gently held the puppet close to her body, as if it were a precious treasure, as if she were afraid it would melt.

The room was filled with joy for a moment.

Just then, the slightly closed door was suddenly opened, and Gu Heng and Wang Mingli jumped in.

Happy birthday, Xi'er!

As a blessing was bestowed, the two presented their gifts.

Gu Heng gave her a pair of silver bells, which Xi'er wore on her wrist and jingled beautifully.

However, before she could even appreciate the sound of the silver bells in her hand, her gaze was already drawn to something in Wang Mingli's hand.

"what is this?"

Following the child's gaze, nine rings immediately came into view.

The ring is framed and radiates a reddish-jade-like luster.

At just one glance, Shang Qing recognized it as the Nine Linked Rings, the oldest puzzle toy.

But she had never seen this nine-linked rings in the village before. Where did this person get it?

Could it be in the county town?

Thinking of this, Shang Qing couldn't help but feel alarmed.

How could this person be so willing to do that?

The county town is far away, and just getting there would cost a lot of money.

In addition, this item looks very valuable, so this gift must have cost a lot of money.

Accepting gifts is against the rules, and Shang Qing dared not accept such an expensive gift.

Seeing that Xi'er was about to win, Shang Qing quickly stepped forward.

"This is far too precious, sir. I'm afraid Xi'er cannot accept such a gift!"