The happy little days of the Ye family

The day after returning from Xiaohe Town, it started to rain.

Ye Xilin originally planned to go to Dashan Village to deliver beef jerky and earrings to Li Guoer, but now he has no way to go.

It rains heavily during the Qingming Festival, and the drizzle lasts for several days.

Spring plowing is very important. Many people in the village plowed and turned the fields in the rain.

The paddy fields of the Ye family and the Tang family have been plowed for a long time, so many people have come to borrow cattle and donkeys in the past few days.

The two families were kind-hearted, and since they were from the same village, it was hard to refuse, so they lent the cows and donkeys of both families.

With the moistening of the spring rain, the wild vegetables in the mountains and fields are growing better and better.

The bamboo shoots in the bamboo forest are also sprouting out of the soil.

Many women in the village braved the rain to go up the mountain to dig wild vegetables and spring bamboo shoots.

Tang Xiaojing had nothing to do and braved the rain to go to the bamboo forest in the back mountain and dig a lot of bamboo shoots back. In the end, they were made into sour bamboo shoots by Ye Mu.

On rainy days, Father Ye could not go to North Street to set up a stall, nor could he work as a peddler to sell goods, so he was forced to take some time off.

Some time ago, he was busy every day, and Father Ye wanted to rest every day.

When it rained and he couldn't go out to set up a stall, Father Ye felt itchy again and wanted to set up a stall to make money.

With no money coming in these days, Father Ye felt uneasy.

However, it was impossible to set up a stall in this weather, so Father Ye had no choice but to wander around the village in the rain and collect a lot of things.

Most of the things recovered were made by craftsmen in the village, including coir raincoats, straw hats, wooden basins and barrels, and reed mats.

He even went to Wang Duoduo's house and the village chief's house and collected a lot of embroidery.

Coupled with the novelty things he bought in Xiaohe Town, Father Ye was full of confidence and was waiting for the weather to get better to go to Beibei Street to show off his skills.

The rain didn't stop until the night before Qingming Festival.

Every household has to worship their ancestors during Qingming Festival. After worshiping their ancestors, the Tang family and the Ye family will be busy planting rice.

Before the big rooster at home began to crow, people in the village got up one after another.

Tang Xiaojing woke up to the smell of breakfast. When he opened his eyes, it was still dark outside.

At this time, Ye Qingqing was still asleep, and Tang Xiaojing got up quietly and put on his clothes in the dark.

As soon as Tang Xiaojing walked to the kitchen, Tang Shan also opened the door and came out.

The father and son, one cooking breakfast and the other fetching water, worked hard for a while before the sky became slightly brighter.

Thinking about spring plowing, Tangshan didn't wait for Ye Qingqing to get up and had breakfast first.

After breakfast, we took Rhubarb and Xiaohuang to the valley on the other side of Stone Mountain to do some spring plowing.

When Tangshan went out, his genius had just begun to shine.

Tang Xiaojing returned to the house and was about to call Ye Qingqing to have breakfast, but found that he had already gotten up and was getting dressed.

When Ye Qingqing saw Tang Xiaojing push the door open and come in, he took the coat on the chair and put it on himself without stopping.

After getting dressed, he asked softly: "Dad, have you already had breakfast?"

"Eat, I just went out."

Ye Qingqing was a little embarrassed because she couldn't get up every day. She didn't get up until her elders had gone out.

Tang Xiaojing and Ye Qingqing got along day and night, and he could tell what she was thinking at a glance, and raised his hand to caress her hair.

"It's okay. You need more rest now that you are pregnant with the child. Dad also specifically told me to let you rest more and don't be tired."

Tang Xiaojing did not tell lies. The child in Ye Qingqing's belly was already nine months old.

Her belly was getting bigger and bigger, and when she stood up straight, Ye Qingqing could barely see her toes.

At this time, Tang Xiaojing did not dare to relax for a moment. As long as he was at home, he would always be by Ye Qingqing's side.

After the two had breakfast, Tang Xiaojing sent Ye Qingqing to Ye's house.

Tang Xiaojing sent the person to the hall, and before leaving, he bent down and kissed Ye Qingqing's round belly.

The child seemed to sense Tang Xiaojing's movements and moved slightly in his stomach.

Feeling the child's response, Tang Xiaojing kissed him twice more excitedly, and then hurriedly drove the bullock cart to go to work.

Tang Xiaojing is very much looking forward to the arrival of the little guy and is full of energy when working every day.

After all, there will be one more person in the family soon, so I have to make more money to support the children.

After all, no matter how hard it is, it cannot hurt the child.

Ye Qingqing stood in the hall and saw that there was no one in front of him, so he went to the backyard again.

At this time, Mrs. Ye and Wang Chunyu were feeding pigs in the pigsty.

The big pig and the little pig in the pig pen must be crazy from hunger and howling loudly.

More than a dozen pigs were squealing, which was even noisier than when Ye Xilin and Ye Donglin usually fought.

The noise made Old Mrs. Ye's head hurt. At this time, she no longer disliked the two grandchildren's usual fights.

Ye Qingqing walked over slowly, holding her waist, "Grandma, sister-in-law, why are you feeding the pigs, where is Xilin?"

Old Mrs. Ye lifted eight percent of the pig food into the pig pen.

"Starting today, the paddy field at home will be planted. Your grandfather and Xilin went to the Xiaohou Mountain to plant the rice."

"What about dad and eldest brother? Did they go to the fields to help, or did they go to the town to make money?"

Mrs. Ye poured the pig food in the bucket into the big wooden basin, and the sows and piglets swarmed over.

Mrs. Ye raised her head and said with a smile:

"Of course I went to the town to make money. There are long-term workers at home, and the two of them are spoiled and spoiled. They can't do much work, so they might as well go and make money."

"And the money they earn from doing business in one day is equivalent to more than half a month's wages of a long-term worker."

Mrs. Ye is very shrewd and calculated this account clearly.

Wang Chunyu, who was feeding pigs in the nearby pigsty, also smiled and said:

"My father and husband have not been in the fields for who knows how long. They are really not as capable as the long-term workers at home. We might as well make more money and ask the long-term workers for help."

Wang Chunyu feels that everyone has their own strengths and weaknesses.

Focusing on what you are good at will get twice the result with half the effort than working hard on something you are not good at.

Mrs. Ye walked up to Ye Qingqing with the empty bucket and looked at her granddaughter's round belly with a loving look on her face.

"The pigsty is noisy and dirty. Don't stay here. Go find your mother. Your mother is cooking roast duck and chicken in the oven."

Ye Qingqing saw that he really couldn't help, so he had to walk slowly to find Ye Mu.

At this time, Ye Mu was turning the roast duck, while Xiao Qi was locked outside the bamboo fence, watching the ants move attentively.

The little guy especially likes to watch ants. He usually squats on the ground for half a day and is very good-behaved without making any noise.

The little guy was fascinated by the ants. Ye Qingqing walked to the side but didn't react.

Seeing that Xiao Qi ignored him, Ye Qingqing pinched the little guy's slippery face.

The little guy didn't even look up, he just shook his head vigorously. Seeing that he couldn't shake it off, he raised his little hand and waved away Ye Qingqing's big hand.

The little guy complained in a soft little voice: "Auntie is bad~"

"Hey, the little guy can finally call auntie."

The little guy looked up at Ye Qingqing, "Dudu is bad~"

"You little rascal, you must have done it on purpose."

Ye Qingqing wanted to bend down and kiss the little guy's face, but his belly was too big, so he could only half-bend and kiss the top of the little guy's head.

It had been raining for several days, and the road to the fields was very muddy and difficult to walk, but it could not stop the farmers' enthusiasm for spring plowing.

When the sky is still gray, people in the village have already gone out to plant rice in the fields.