The flowers on the temples are swaying with golden steps, and the hibiscus tent is a warm spring night.

There was a hint of fish belly white on the horizon, and the faint light penetrated through the glass and seeped into the house through the gaps between the curtains.

When Qin Jingru woke up, Wang Zhong was no longer around. Qin Jingru had already gotten used to it. Wang Zhong had always had the habit of doing morning exercises, and he got up before four o'clock every day.

Before marrying Wang Zhong, Qin Jingru could have gotten up early, but since marrying Wang Zhong, the two of them played almost every night, turning off the lights after eight o'clock every night, but not sleeping before twelve o'clock every night.

, how could Qin Jingru get up?

Although the weather has gradually begun to warm up, the temperature in the morning and evening is still relatively low, so a warm quilt is of course an irresistible temptation.

But Qin Jingru could only grit her teeth and reluctantly climbed out of the warm bed, washed the millet, poured it into a casserole, added water, put it on top of the stove, and started stewing.

Crack two eggs, put them on the steamer, steam them together with the yellow steamed buns, run to the corner quickly, take out the pickles from the big vat, take the kimchi from the small vat, and serve them directly to the table without processing.

By the time Wang Zhong returned home despite the cold wind and morning dew, breakfast was already ready.

Not to mention, having a woman at home is indeed more comfortable than living alone.

However, in the real world, it is still difficult to find women like Qin Jingru and Qin Huairu.

While eating breakfast, Wang Zhong suddenly said: "When you go shopping later, go to the store and buy a few pairs of shoe soles, pull out a few feet of cotton cloth, and buy half a catty of peach cakes."

"Why did you buy so many things?" Qin Jingru was surprised and confused: "You don't smoke?"

Wang Zhong said: "I will have a rest tomorrow and accompany you back to your parents' house. Of course, I will have to bring more things."

Qin Jingru's face lit up with joy when she talked about returning to her parents' home. The more things she brought, the more respect she would have in her parents' home. Although she was married, she was still just a young girl who was not deeply involved in the world. She could write everything on her mind.

On the face.

"I'll go there later."

Wang Zhong said again: "Find a bag, put ten kilograms of white flour and cornmeal at home, and take it back together tomorrow."

But when it comes to this, Qin Jingru hesitates: "There isn't much white flour or corn flour left at home!"

"If it's gone, I'll change it and buy it again. It's still a while before the summer harvest, so we can have more food."

"How about we replace the white flour with stick noodles?" Qin Jingru suggested.

Wang Zhong said: "It's not necessary. Nowadays, people in the countryside are eating big pot rice. It doesn't matter if the quantity of white flour is small, but if you switch to stick noodles, the quantity will be too much. It's too eye-catching!"

The current situation is not bad, but in two years' time, even Qin Jingru's family will have to be more careful.

Qin Jingru suddenly understood, nodded and said: "You are the head of the family, I listen to you!"

Early the next morning, the couple rode their bicycles straight to Changping.

Because Qin Jingru's driving skills were really not that good, Wang Zhong could only find a way to tie the things he wanted to bring back to the car, and then let Qin Jingru wear a backpack. After leaving the city, Wang Zhong's speed increased, less than one

After hours, the couple arrived at Qinjiagou, no slower than the bus.

When the couple arrived at Qinjiagou, Qin Jingru's parents were not at home. Qin Jingru went to her neighbor's house and found out that the old couple had gone to work in the fields.

Now that the weather is getting warmer, the wheat seedlings that have spent the winter in the ground are beginning to lift their heads from the ground under the warm spring breeze.

The commune has been organizing manpower these days to prepare for the first spring irrigation.

The couple moved everything into the house. Although Qin Jingru's house was simple, it was clean. Qin Jingru put the white flour and cornmeal into the cellar with familiarity. After putting everything away, the couple picked up the hatchet.

I went up the mountain with my backpack on my back.

Since you are here, it is naturally impossible to just sit at home and do nothing.

It was Wang Zhong who took the initiative to cut firewood in the mountains. Qin Jingru was very surprised when she heard it. In her opinion, cutting firewood and going to the ground was not something that scholars and college students like Wang Zhong did.

But after going up the mountain, she was even more shocked when she saw Wang Zhong's skillful movements in chopping and bundling firewood.

The two of them went to an area at the foot of a mountain not far from the village. There were no wild animals, so naturally there were no surprises.

Seeing that it was almost noon, Qin Jingru carried a large load of dry firewood in a basket on his back, while Wang Zhong cut down a piece of miscellaneous wood to make a pole, carrying a load with enough for one person to hold it.

The firewood went down the mountain.

Before the two of them entered the door, they saw smoke rising from Qin Jingru's house.

As soon as he entered the yard, Qin's father, who was squatting under the eaves and smoking a cigarette, came up to him with a reproachful look on his face: "You came just as you said, why are you still working!"

After saying that, he reached out to take the firewood on Wang Zhong's shoulder.

"Father-in-law, let me do it! Just rest." Wang Zhong peeled off Qin's father's hand and walked quickly to the woodshed.

Qin's father didn't bother to be polite to Wang Zhong. He just smiled and asked, "Why did you come here so suddenly without saying anything in advance? Your mother-in-law and I were ready."

"Isn't this just in time for a weekend break? I thought Jingru hadn't seen you two for a few months, so I just wanted to come over and have a look."

"How are you and your mother-in-law doing these days?"

"Okay, okay! I can eat, sleep, and work in the fields!" Seeing that Wang Zhong did not dislike his daughter and respected himself and his wife so much, Qin's father was very satisfied with his son-in-law, so he was naturally happy.

"It seems that the farm work is getting busy. Don't just focus on the work. You should also pay attention to your health. If anything happens, just come to me and Jingru."

The two of them entered the back room while talking.

After Qin Jingru put down the firewood, she went into the kitchen and helped Qin's mother prepare lunch.

Father Qin was not a very talkative person, but he could always talk to Wang Zhong, and they talked about nothing else but things in the fields.

Wang Zhong is an old farmer who has been working hard for decades in Maixiang Village. In "The Love of Mountains and Seas", he also cultivated wasteland in the Gobi Desert. His rich experience is no worse than that of Qin's father.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Qin's father didn't understand those national affairs, so Wang Zhong talked to him about spring plowing, the year, the solar terms, the weather, etc.

After a while, Qin Jingru's brothers and sisters-in-law also came over with their children.

Qin's mother gave each of her grandchildren a piece of the peach cake brought back by Wang Zhong and Qin Jingru, and then carefully hid it in the cabinet on the kang in the back room and locked it.

Several little guys were holding the peach cakes, as if they had found a treasure. They couldn't bear to eat it in big mouths. Little by little, they took small bites, just like hamsters, slowly nibbling on the fragrant and crispy peach, which was no more than the size of a palm.

Crispy.

When it’s time to eat, it’s natural to drink.

Wang Zhong specifically asked Qin Jingru to buy the Red Star Erguotou. Knowing that Wang Zhong and the others had to return to the city in the afternoon, Qin's father did not dare to make Wang Zhong drink more, so the four of them shared a bottle.

Normally, Father Qin would not be willing to drink like this. In this situation, filling his stomach is a problem, let alone drinking. Last time, Father Qin had not finished the wine that Wang Zhong and Qin Jingru gave when they got married.

, every time I feel greedy, I pour a small cup to satisfy my craving.

Wang Chongluan brought back a total of five bottles of Red Star Erguotou, and Qin's father didn't eat it all for himself. He gave one bottle to each of his two sons, and another bottle to send to the old man. The remaining bottle belongs to Qin's father.

After lunch, Wang Zhong and Qin Jingru said goodbye and prepared to leave. Qin's mother had already filled the basket Qin Jingru brought with dried mushrooms picked from the mountains and dried sweet potatoes dried at home.

Qin's mother said: "We don't have much at home. Your sister-in-law and I picked these dried mushrooms from the mountains. We don't have much dried sweet potatoes at home. You guys just eat them as snacks."

"These are the shoes I made, you two each have a pair!"

As she said this, Mother Qin stuffed two pairs of ready-made cloth shoes with thousand-layer soles into the backpack.

"Mother-in-law, your craftsmanship is really impressive. You can tell these shoes are good shoes just by looking at them!" Wang Zhong's words are not just a compliment. Mother Qin's craftsmanship is indeed good, and the materials used in the shoes are also solid. At a glance, you can tell

I know it's the kind that's sturdy and durable.

Qin's mother's face was full of smiles: "If my uncle likes it, I will make a few more pairs for you later."

Wang Zhong also smiled and said: "The relationship is good, I will ask Jingru to send you a few more pairs of shoe soles later."

After exchanging a few words, the two got on their bicycles and said goodbye to Qin's father and Qin's mother.

"The road is not easy to walk on, so ride slower!"

"knew!"

The old couple watched the two of them disappear around the corner, and then reluctantly returned home.

The arrival of Wang Zhong and Qin Jingru not only brought many changes to Qin Jingru's family, but also inevitably caused quite a stir in the village.

"Third brother, Jingru is back with his son-in-law again?"

"Your son-in-law in the city must have brought you a lot of good things, right?"

"······"

There are people who are envious, there are people who are envious and envious, and there are also quite a few people who are yin and yang.

As soon as the two of them returned to the courtyard gate on their bicycles, they heard the roar of Shazhu coming from the courtyard.

"You bastard, don't run away. Grandpa can't kill you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Xu Damao running out of the courtyard in embarrassment. When he saw Wang Zhong, he felt like he was seeing a savior. He hurriedly hid behind Wang Zhong: "Brother Wang Zhong, you have to save me. Silly Zhu is crazy."

Got it!"

As soon as Xu Damao finished speaking, before Wang Zhong could ask the reason, Si Zhu chased him out of the courtyard angrily.

"If you have the guts, don't hide behind Wang Zhong. Come out and let's fight!" I don't know how Xu Damao provoked Silly Zhu. Seeing Silly Zhu's behavior, you know that this matter can't be solved.

"I can't beat you, why should I fight you!" Xu Damao stuck out his head and completely regarded Wang Zhong as a life-saving straw.

"you·······"

"Brother Zhu!" He Yuzhu was about to curse, but Wang Zhonggang quickly raised his hand and said, "Listen to me first!"

"Say it!" Silly Zhu was pacing back and forth on the steps under the eaves with his waist bent, but Wang Zhong even opened his mouth. In the end, he still endured his temper and did not take action directly.
To be continued...