Network New Liao Zhai

Chapter 514

Tara put the letter away and said to Manna:

"Now, let's see what nice things Mark sent us..."

Tara took out the silk scarves, one bright and one elegant.

"Manna, go, go and ask the old grandmother."

Tara pointed to the kitchen, "Call the old grandmother, come, come."

Manna understood, and ran to the kitchen.

After a while, he came in holding the hand of the old grandmother.

Tara: "Grandma, this is a gift from Mark. Isn't it beautiful?"

She handed the brightly colored silk scarf to the old grandmother.

"Oh, so beautiful."

The old grandmother was really happy, she picked up the silk scarf and tried to wrap it around her head and neck, then asked Manna,

"Manna, are you pretty?"

Manna clapped her little hands and shouted, "Beautiful. Beautiful."

Only then did the old grandmother say with satisfaction: "Mark is really wrong..."

Tara: "Yes, look, there are a lot of candies and cookies here, do you want to have a taste?"

Tara asked while counting the contents of the package.

"And your favorite chocolate."

She took out a heart-shaped iron box as big as a fist.

The old grandmother subconsciously swallowed her saliva: "Chocolate? Open it, open it... I haven't tasted chocolate for a long time..."

Tara thought the old grandmother was like a child.

The last time I received chocolates was Manna's first birthday, and Mark sent it in a small box.

Chocolate is easy to melt in the weather like Mexico, so I dare not send too much.

After receiving it, it was already soft when I took it out, and it was about to fall out when I opened the package. Tara thought of a way, cut a few slices of bread, spread the chocolate on the bread directly after unpacking, and then gave it to the old grandmother and Manna ate, and the two of them still ate with gusto.

Manna put the whole piece of bread on her face, and licked the chocolate on it vigorously, and when she took it away, her face was completely stained.

The old grandma said it was the best chocolate and bread she had ever eaten, and she never forgot it.

Later, Tara specially described this scene when she wrote back to Mark.

I received chocolate again today, and I can have a good time again.

"Quick, Tara, get the bread."

The old grandmother was a little impatient.

"Oh no, this one hasn't softened yet."

Tara had already opened the tin box, picked up a piece and tore open the wrapping, revealing a chocolate the size of a sugar cube.

The old grandmother couldn't wait to pick it up and put it in her mouth. The thick chocolate flavor filled her mouth, and then she gave a satisfied "um", looking very intoxicated.

Manna on the side also shook Tara's arm, "Mommy, Mommy...eat...eat..."

Tara peeled a piece off her too and put it in her mouth.

Following her, she also tasted a piece, and gave the few remaining pieces to the old grandmother and Manna.

The old and the young looked at the empty box and felt unsatisfied.

Tara: "Okay, no, it's not good to eat too much."

Grandmother: "Okay. I don't know when I'll get it next time."

Tara: "Mark said he was coming to the farm for Christmas..."

Grandmother: "Christmas? What month is it?"

"It's already September"

"Oh, soon. Soon. Menna, we can have chocolate again for Christmas..."

The old grandmother cheered up.

Manna was happy too.

The following days were spent in anticipation, waiting and busyness. The anticipation was because Christmas Mark was coming, and the busyness was because the autumn harvest festival was here, and the crops in the field should be harvested one after another. All the idle people in town were called to help.

The population of the town is also increasing. Mubak has taken in a lot of people to strengthen his team, but he also needs a lot of food. I hope that the farm can solve part of it, but it is still not enough.

I hope the success of the farm has given him a good inspiration and demonstration effect. He has bought some land around Harros and arranged for some people to start farming, but I am afraid it will take a year or two to see results. Now most of their food still depends on Hope Farm.

He is also actively applying to the state government to recognize the town of Harrods, so that he can more or less wait for some funding from the government, so that he has more say in this area.

It was time to harvest, and a large number of helpers poured into the farm. Because there was no large-scale machinery, they could only harvest by hand, and then threshed on-site with a thresher, so many people lived and ate in the field. Tara’s family and several other households on the farm The women of the family are responsible for cooking, and then Sam or Carlos drives the carriage to the field.

Tara and the old grandmother cooperated tacitly, frying a large pot of tortillas and stewing a pot

Potato, onion and beef soup, packed in a tin bucket, Sam drove the carriage as soon as it was finished.

"Ma'am, I can smell the fragrance from afar..."

Grandmother: "You have to feed the people who work. If it's not enough, we'll do it again."

She has experienced famines and disasters, and has a deep feeling for hunger.

"Don't worry, everyone has prepared a lot."

Sam loaded the wagon with a large basin of cornbread and a bucket of soup, and drove the wagon into the fields.

Tara gave Manna a piece of bread and potatoes in the soup, and drank half a bowl of soup, and the little guy was full.

Tara herself only drank a bowl of soup and couldn't eat anything else. She was too tired. She had never made so many pancakes before, and she felt full just by looking at them.

"Grandmother, go and take a nap with Manna, and I'll do the rest."

Then we have to prepare for the evening.

After a few days of busy work, the crops were harvested, watching the carts transporting the grain to the town one by one, the fields became empty, and everyone felt a sense of accomplishment.

Then came the big celebrations.

Mubak also came, piles of bonfires were lit in the field, roast sheep, roast beef, a lot of wine, eat and drink as much as you want, and sing and dance as much as you want.There was joy.

This time I don't need Tara's help, there are more people.

Grandmother: "I look at Manna, go dance!"

Tara: "I'll just watch from the side."

Olga ran over and pulled Tara into the dancing crowd. "Come on, Tara, dance."

Tara involuntarily followed them by clapping her hands, stamping her feet, twisting her waist, raising her legs...

The firelight reflected her smiling face, and her golden hair flew in the wind.It's been half a year since my hair has grown, revealing my true colors.

.........

The cheerful crowd danced around the bonfire, and no one noticed that a fast horse was galloping. The horseman stopped outside the ditch, climbed over the fence to find Mubak who was drinking, and whispered a few words in his ear.

Mubak threw away the bottle and whistled loudly, but it didn't attract attention because there were too many people and the sound was too loud.

He drew his gun and fired two shots into the sky.

As soon as the gunshot rang out, the field suddenly became quiet, and everyone looked towards the place where the gunshot was fired.

What happened?

Turns out it was Mubak who was shooting, was he drunk?

Everyone looked at him suspiciously.

Tara quietly returned to Manna and hugged her tightly.

Mubak: "Unidentified people are coming towards the town of Harrods. All the people in the town are going back to defend our homeland. The men go first on horseback, and the others follow..."

As soon as his words fell, he took the lead and walked outside. The men in the town rushed over the fence and rode their horses and ran away, disappearing as fast as the wind.

The remaining women, old people and children also began to load the leftover food into the carriage in an orderly manner, and then drove the carriage away.

During the period, no one talked too much, and it could be seen that they were well trained.

Only the people from the farm remained in the field and looked at each other.

It seemed very empty.

Grandmother: "Don't worry, with Mubak guarding, those who want to rob cannot get in."

Sam: "Yes, seeing the harvest, some people are jealous and want to share a share. Don't be afraid, it's not like this has happened before. They were all driven back by Mubak. They wanted to come to the farm, not so much. easy."

Carlos: "I'll go to the town to see what's going on."

Sam: "Okay."

Carlos also rode away.

Sam said to the rest of the people: "Everyone pack up and go back."

Everyone packed up their things, and Tara carried Manna in her arms and followed the old grandmother back to the wooden house.

　"Fireworks Are Everywhere Is Heaven"

　　From a super-realistic perspective, the ups and downs of love stories show the original ecological life of middle school students in the 90s, as well as the various life styles of the whole society.The characters in the book are like the people around you, recalling the golden age of middle school with you.

　　

　　

　

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