Bringing space back to the 1970s to develop rural areas

So exciting?

Yang Qingdai seemed to have heard something very important: "It's so cold, why did I suddenly think of getting up early to run with you guys?"

There was no way the doctors in the nursing home would agree with him doing that.

Your doctor may also strongly recommend practicing Ba Duan Jin, Tai Chi, etc.

"Could it be that Wang Changfeng suggested it?" Yang Qingdai couldn't help but doubt it.

Only with this buddy's words would the old leader be eager to try.

Wang Changfeng raised his head and glared, "What are you thinking? Do I look like someone who would come up with such a bad idea?"

Yang Qingdai shrugged, "I don't know."

Su Mo smiled and said, "It was the old leader who had a sudden idea. He said that last year's winter clothes were too tight now. He must have eaten too well here a few days ago and gained weight. He wanted to reduce his tummy, so..."

Yang Qingdai held her forehead and looked up at the sky. Could it be that people who are trapped in the swamp of emotions, regardless of gender, will pay special attention to their figure and appearance?

“Su Heitan, how about you lend your wheelchair to Wang Changfeng to pick up the old leader?”

Anyway, they are not far away, so they can come here for dinner and then go back, so it shouldn't be a big problem.

Zhang Guochang frowned, "Don't do that. The doctors from the sanatorium will be queuing up in this corridor to examine the old leader."

Yang Qingdai was dumbfounded, but Qu Dongdong and Tang Danni were laughing uncontrollably.

"No? What's going on? I'm just going to Hong Kong. How many interesting things have happened to you at home?"

"Eat first, then you can chat."

Xie Qiqi brought the cooked dumplings to them. Qu Mei and Aunt Wang also brought over some glutinous rice balls, and gave each of them a bowl.

Although Yang Ziling and Tang Danbai were not present, the courtyard became lively again with the return of Yang Qingdai.

Everyone was eating, drinking, playing and having fun. Aunt Wang, who was a little older, couldn't keep up with the energy of this group of young people, so she went to rest early.

Qu Mei was also worried that the children would not have enough fun with her around, so when they moved to the side hall, she made the excuse that she was tired and went back to the house to rest.

Yang Qingdai was holding the green plum wine they brewed this year, and she gulped it down, "Sure enough, the wine we brew ourselves tastes better."

Xie Qiqi was a little frightened watching from the side, "Daidai, don't drink too much, this wine is easy to make you drunk."

"It's okay, let her drink. At worst we can just carry her back to the house." Su Mo was not worried at all that she would get drunk.

Yang Qingdai gave him a thumbs up and said, "Good brother, it's worth my hard work to go to Hong Kong to prepare the betrothal gifts for you. Don't worry, future sister-in-law, I will take care of it myself."

The others were also curious about Yang Qingdai's alcohol tolerance. After all, they had never drunk like this before.

Thinking that tomorrow was a day off, Xie Qiqi did not want to spoil their fun and considerately went to the kitchen to prepare some snacks for them.

Yang Qingdai joked: "Su Heitan, you have a good eye. Your future sister-in-law is really virtuous."

"Isn't that right? Don't you see who I am? How could my vision be so bad?"

"Hey, that's enough, Su Heitan." Wang Changfeng drank some wine and became bolder: "Aren't you the 'Black-faced King of Hell'? Why did you become a scholar in a play and still be able to speak?"

Everyone:...

Good question. The Su Heitan they knew before was not someone who would say such a thing.

Either he is vicious or there are at least ten knives hidden in his words.

Su Mo looked left and right, "How can I treat my own wife the same way I treat you guys?"

Yang Qingdai sneered: "It's just a double standard. You should love your wife well, but us brothers and sisters are there for you to stab with the knife."

"That's right, Brother Su, you're going too far." Tang Danni blushed and said, "If you don't coax us well, we won't help you prepare for your wedding."

Qu Dongdong also followed suit: "I won't help you prepare wedding clothes and wedding candies, and I will move all the gifts you withheld back to the warehouse and lock them up."

Yang Qingdai: ...

Okay, are you drunk?

Are you all so bold as to stop Su Heitan from getting married?

"Have they drunk too much?"

Yang Qingdai asked Zhang Guochang in a low voice, afraid that Tang Danni, who didn't know whether he was really drunk or pretending to be drunk, would hear it.

The latter just shook his head and said, "It should still be drinkable."

Yang Qingdai was relieved, "Su Heitan, what do you say?"

"What are you talking about? Talk after you can beat me." Su Mo was a little proud.

"Your wounds have just healed, and you're itching to fight again?"

Xie Qiqi brought them some snacks such as snowflake peanuts, crispy fish, and a pot of sobering tea warmed on a small stove.

After hearing Xie Qiqi's words, Su Mo immediately fell silent.

Yang Qingdai raised her eyebrows. Oh, it really is the case that there is always someone who can defeat you.

Su Mo pretended not to see Yang Qingdai's teasing.

Anyway, the crazy girl can't experience this kind of intimate experience between partners.

"Sister-in-law Qiqi, do you think Brother Su needs to coax us?"

Seeing Xie Qiqi appear, Tang Danni and Qu Dongdong became even more confident as if they had found a strong backer.

"Yes, yes, we are both your wife's family and your husband's family. Brother Su should coax us well, and then we will do our best to make your marriage a success."

Xie Qiqi blushed, "You guys should go find Su Mo for this matter."

The eyes of several people fell on Su Mo in unison, but...

"Zhang Guochang, why are there two Su Mo and Sister-in-law Qiqi?"

Yang Qingdai: ...

Very good, I drank a lot.

Zhang Guochang, who was called out, quickly poured Tang Danni a bowl of sobering tea, coaxed her to drink it, and sent her back to her room to sleep.

When he returned to the side hall again, Yang Qingdai and Xie Qiqi sent Qu Dongdong back to the house, and Su Mo carried Wang Changfeng back.

Zhang Guochang: ...

Is it necessary to drink this wine so hard?

Even if Yang Qingdai comes back, it’s the Winter Solstice Festival, so there’s no need for that, right?

Looking at the empty side hall, poor Zhang Guochang could only roll up his sleeves and resign himself to cleaning up the mess.

Yang Qingdai returned to her room and locked the door, then slipped into the space, took a quick rinse, and slid into the hot spring, sighing comfortably.

"It's true that there is no place like home. Living in a big house is comfortable. I don't know why everyone wants to live in a small house like the small grid in Hong Kong?

I can build a house in my hometown and live in it more comfortably than in Hong Kong."

Unfortunately, the space was empty and no one answered her.

"Alas, I wonder how Xiaodao is doing? Without it, the space is terribly quiet."

The endless greenery and the rolling mountains seem to be full of vitality, but there is not a single human presence.

This man is, after all, a social animal.

After getting up from the hot spring and returning to the villa which I hadn’t been to for a long time, I was surprised to find that the place was kept spotless, exactly the same as when Xiaodao was here.