Time is like running water, and 10 days have passed in the blink of an eye.

Thinking that Chenchen's trolley should be ready, Tang Xiaojing went directly to Carpenter Tang's place as soon as he returned from Stone Mountain.

"Dad Chenchen, the stroller was ready yesterday and is waiting for you to come and pick it up."

As soon as he entered the yard, Carpenter Tang's wife enthusiastically took him to the house where Carpenter Tang usually worked.

Carpenter Tang had made the cart that Tang Xiaojing wanted yesterday morning, and now he is making a small bed with a fence.

When he walked to the door, Tang Xiaojing immediately saw the trolley placed in the corner.

Tang Xiaojing was tall and stood at the door, blocking all the light, and the room suddenly became dark.

Carpenter Tang, who was still concentrating on the wood, saw it suddenly darkened. He looked up in confusion and saw that it was Tang Xiaojing coming over.

"Brother Jing, you came just in time. The trolley is already ready."

As soon as Tang Carpenter stood up, Tang Xiaojing pushed the cart out of the corner without him leading the way.

Looking at the cart he made, Carpenter Tang smiled triumphantly and said:

"How about this car? Isn't this car good? I specially polished these wood several times to make sure there is no burr."

"I have also specially treated the wheels at the bottom so that they will not break after several years of use. Once used every morning, they can be left for future younger brothers and sisters."

Tang Xiaojing pushed the trolley in the house. The trolley was made very solidly, without any shaking or noise, and the wheels were also made very smoothly.

"This car is indeed well made, but Chenchen's younger brothers and sisters should be taken care of later. He can't take care of any of them."

Tang Xiaojing thought that when Chenchen was older, he would have a second child in two years, otherwise the family would not be able to take care of the two children.

The two were about the same age, and Carpenter Tang joked with a smile:

"That's what I'm saying. It's okay to not have the baby when it comes. Besides, they can play well together if they're close in age, but they're too different and can't play together anymore."

Tang Xiaojing felt that what Carpenter Tang said was quite reasonable. If the age difference between the two children was too big, it would not be fun to be together.

But it's still early, Chenchen is only a month old, and she won't be able to consider having a second child until at least next year. Continuous childbirth is not good for Qingqing's health.

This cart was made of good wood and the workmanship was good. Tang Xiaojing happily took out 250 yuan.

The price was agreed in advance, and the two of them paid and delivered.

After taking the copper plate, Carpenter Tang reminded him with a smile:

"Brother Jing, the small wooden bed with a fence can be ready in about 10 days. Remember to come and get it then."

"Can't forget."

Even if he forgets, his father will urge him to come and get it.

Tang Xiaojing was pushing a trolley on the road, and many women in the village came to watch.

This small stroller is very common in the county. Most families with children have one. They can also be seen in towns.

However, most people in the village are reluctant to spend 250 Wen. If you buy such a small cart, 250 Wen can buy a lot of food.

People in the village take care of their children very casually. When I was young, my grandparents would help me look after them.

When they get older, the older children will take the younger children and wander around in the mountains and fields.

When Ye Qingqing was young, she often went to the mountains with Ye Donglin and Ye Xilin to pick wild fruits, dig out bird's nests, and go down to the river to catch fish.

Just playing house with the little sisters Wang Yueya and Ye Qingmei.

It’s not that their parents don’t care, it’s mainly because their parents are busy working to make money and really don’t have time to care about them, so they all grew up free-range.

Seeing Tang Xiaojing pushing the trolley, everyone in the village envied Ye Qingqing for marrying well.

There was no mother-in-law pressing down on her, it was close to her parents' home, and Tang Xiaojing was kind to her, which made all the young ladies and young daughters-in-law envious until their eyes turned red with envy.

Tang Xiaojing didn't care what these people were thinking, and pushed the car quickly towards home.

I just want to go back and amuse my children earlier, and by the way, amuse my children.

Since having Chenchen, the two of them haven't let go of each other for a long time.

Alas, children are debts.

Thinking of his little enemy, Tang Xiaojing felt sweet but also had a headache. He wouldn't pee on his head again today, would he?

Tang Xiaojing remembered it in his heart. When this little brat grows up, he will definitely want him to wash my clothes every day.

Tang Xiaojing had long legs and returned to the Tang family soon.

As soon as we entered the yard, we could smell the aroma of food coming from the kitchen.

Tang Xiaojing took a deep breath, and the smile on his face became brighter. It tasted like potato stewed rabbit and egg custard. Today's food was good.

After walking two steps, he saw Tangshan playing in the yard with Chenchen in his arms.

Tangshan hugged his grandson, pointed to an osmanthus tree and said:

"This is an osmanthus tree. When osmanthus becomes available later, it can be used to make osmanthus cake."

Then we came to the small vegetable garden not far from the door.

"This is our little vegetable patch at home. This is eggplant, loofah, cucumber and winter melon. We can eat it when our teeth grow in the morning."

Tangshan walked around the yard with his grandson in his arms. Everywhere he went, he would explain to the little guy in his arms what it was and what it was used for.

"Yeah..."

The little guy was just curious, so he was very pleased with the introduction to Tangshan.

While Tangshan was talking, Chenchen in his arms stretched out his neck to look at her, and from time to time he would bab in response.

After Tang Xiaojing came back, he quickly washed his hands. This is Ye Qingqing's rule. Before hugging Chenchen, you must wash your hands first.

Tang Xiaojing snatched his son from Tang Shan's hand and put him in the newly made trolley.

"This car was made by Uncle Tang's grandson? Although this boy is not old, his craftsmanship is still good."

Carpenter Tang has been doing carpentry with his grandfather and father since he was a child. The things he makes are pretty good and he has a good reputation in the village.

Tangshan pushed his son away and pushed Chenchen to walk around the yard.

The little guy sat in a stroller for the first time and excitedly looked left and right inside the cart.

"Let's go, grandpa will take you for a ride."

"Hey, hey, you stinky old man, you don't have any moral ethics at all."

Tangshan only cares about his eldest grandson, and Tang Xiaojing, his son, can no longer stand in his eyes.

Tang Xiaojing couldn't resist his father, so he turned around and went to the kitchen to help light the fire and help Ye Qingqing.

"Did you get the trolley back?"

"I got it back. My dad is pushing Chenchen to play in the yard."

Ye Qingqing saw the child's father's tone with a bit of reluctance, so he didn't want to take it away from the old man.

Ye Qingqing smiled and shook his head. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that Chenchen was like a toy for the father and son.

Every day when I come back, I rush to play with Chenchen. I don’t know whether they play with the children or the children play with them.

When Ye Qingqing had almost finished cooking the food, Wang Chunyu came over holding the bouncing Xiao Qi in one hand and carrying a small basket in the other.

The child in Wang Chunyu's belly was only two months old, and her belly was still flat, making it impossible to tell that she was pregnant again.

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