Age: My Small World

Chapter 37 Help
"Oh, by the way, Mom, I promised Xiaoyuer that I would go over and help Auntie move things. You guys stay home and watch over me first. Don't rush to leave. I'll be back soon."

After drinking the porridge in a few mouthfuls, Yang Jun hurried out.

"You kid, slow down." Looking at Yang Jun's back, the old mother became worried again.

"Hongmei, what do you think of the Cheng family's daughter?"

Not knowing what she was thinking of, Li Xiaohua asked her eldest daughter.

How could Yang Hongmei not know what I’m thinking?
She thought about it, but shook her head and said, "Mom, Xiaoshan can make his own decision. I think Xiaoyuer is doing well."

"Good? What's good about it? You're so skinny, with not much flesh on your body. It's doubtful whether you can have children."

"Xiaoshan really wants her, what will happen if she dies?"

The more Li Xiaohua spoke, the more worried she became, fearing that Cheng Xiaoyu would really become her daughter-in-law in the future.

"Mom, it's really up to Xiaoshan to make the decision on this matter. He has his own ideas now." The second sister said.

"Besides, given our family's situation, how can we really look down on Xiaoyuer? My sister and I are not much better than her."

Yang Yumei stretched out her skinny arms, which made Li Xiaohua look dim.

"I'm sorry for you." The old mother couldn't help sobbing. Although she was partial to her son, her two daughters were also her own flesh and blood. How could she feel good about it?

Among the two daughters, only the second daughter, Yang Yumei, shows some resentment, which is related to her personality.

Seeing her mother about to cry, Yang Hongmei quickly hugged Li Xiaohua and immediately glared at Yang Yumei: "Yumei, what are you yelling about?"

Yang Yumei pursed her lips: "I...I said the wrong thing, mother, please don't be sad."

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There were no lights on in Cheng Xiaoyu's house, but in the moonlight one could see that things were already busy in front of the door.

A tattered cart was stuck against the wall, and two women were carefully moving food out of the house. They were Cheng Xiaoyu and Aunt Fan Ping. As for Cheng Aimin, she was yawning and sleepy.

Yang Jun was a little late.

Without stopping, he stepped directly into the Cheng family's door.

"Xiao Yu'er, why don't you wait for me before you start?"

"Brother Xiaoshan?"

When Cheng Xiaoyu heard the voice, he immediately turned around and looked out, then showed a look of surprise.

"Xiaoshan, why are you here?" Aunt Fan Ping asked in surprise.

"Aunt, I told Xiaoyuer that I would come to help today, but it seems she didn't tell you."

Yang Jun walked up to the two of them with a smile.

Fan Ping glanced at her daughter and saw that her eyes were fixed on Yang Jun. She couldn't help but sigh and said, "Xiaoshan, you're busy at home too. Just go back and help Sister Xiaohua. You don't need any help from your aunt here."

"I've almost finished my work at home. I came over just in time to push your cart over. It would be better for our two families to go together so it would be more convenient for us to take care of him. Otherwise, do you really want Xiaoyuer to push it all the way with you?"

It is indeed not easy for Cheng Xiaoyu to do this with her body.

In previous years, Fan Ping pushed the cart, and the Fan family would help her on the way.

After a long time, she actually didn't feel comfortable speaking.

Yang Jun didn't wait for her to refuse and made the decision directly.

"Aunt, that's it. Don't say anything more. Just take what you need and leave the food to me."

After saying that, he squatted down and grabbed the grain bag. With a slight effort, the hundred-pound grain was once again lifted onto his shoulders. Similarly, Fan Ping was also shocked by Yang Jun's action. In her impression, Xiao Qiao was just a weak scholar. When did he become so strong?
"Brother Xiaoshan, are you okay?" Cheng Xiaoyu's eyes lit up, and then he became worried.

"Nothing's wrong, Xiaoyu'er. I told you a long time ago that I've been reborn, but you still don't believe me."

As he spoke, Yang Jun's mouth corners couldn't help but rise, and then it was suppressed again.

"Who knew you would suddenly become so powerful." The little girl looked at him with eyes that became brighter and more crystal clear under the moonlight.

After he made two trips back and forth, nearly 200 kilograms of food were loaded onto the truck.

The Cheng family's land is slightly smaller by half an acre, but it can still produce several hundred kilograms of grain. Forty percent of it will be taken to the grain station today, totaling about 190 kilograms. Among them, there is more wheat than Yang Jun's family. I'm afraid that except for the seeds, nothing is left.

From this, we can calculate how much corn and wheat each family can keep, which is only about 300 kilograms in total. If a family of three eats as much as they want, it can be consumed in three or four months.

If you save a little, you can eat it for half a year, and then use sweet potatoes to make up for the meal.

"Thank you for your hard work, Xiaoshan. You should take a rest first." Aunt Fan Ping brought him a bowl of water.

"Thank you, aunt."

Yang Jun took it and drank it without hesitation, feeling a chill all over his body.

"It should be my family that thanks you." Fan Ping said with a smile.

"Brother Xiaoshan, thank you too. When I grow up, I will help Aunt Li with work." Although Cheng Aimin is young, he is quite smart. At this moment, he looked at Yang Jun eagerly and had some admiration for him.

"Haha, okay, when Aimin grows up and becomes a man, come to my house to help with the work." Yang Jun touched his little head, he is really a good boy.

Then he looked up at the sky again and said:
"It's almost time, let's get going. By the time we get to the intersection, everyone should be leaving too."

"Brother Xiaoshan, let me help you."

The little girl came over and helped him steady the cart, then turned around and said:
"Mom, just bring Aimin over slowly."

When we arrived at the intersection, we could vaguely see everyone starting to set off.

"Xiao Yu'er, you stay here and watch the cart. I'll go push my family's grain over here. We can pile it together later. There's still plenty of space left on the cart anyway."

Cheng Xiaoyu nodded: "I understand. Then you can go quickly and come back soon."

This little girl is actually more decisive in doing things, but she suffers from the disadvantage of not having enough strength.

The intersection was not far away, and Yang Jun could still see Xiao Yuer waving at him when he returned home.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw some more things on the cart.

"Mom, you've emptied out all our family savings."

"It's always like this in previous years. It's a rare opportunity to go into the city." Li Xiaohua happily stroked a ceramic jar.

On the left and right are some straw sandals and pickled wild vegetables.

In addition to growing crops, the family's extra income comes from my mother and eldest sister weaving straw sandals, and frequently collecting wild vegetables to make pickles. Both of these can be exchanged for some pocket money to supplement the household income.

My eldest sister’s skill in weaving straw sandals is even better than my mother’s, and the quality is very good.

Don’t be fooled by the fact that everyone in the city wears cloth clothes and shoes. In fact, outside the city, straw sandals are the mainstream, especially in summer and autumn. You don’t have to worry about wearing out your shoes when working in them.

"Xiaoshan, let's go. Your elder sister and second sister will push the cart for a while, and we'll let you come later." Even though I had seen Yang Jun working hard before, I still distributed the work according to the previous standards.

Yang Jun shook his head and said, "Mom, I've already agreed with Xiao Yu'er that we should put our two families' food together and push it together. She's already waiting at the intersection."

"No need to say more, just listen to me this time."

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