Traveling through the mountains and fields to be leisurely

Chapter 63

Lan Lingxue followed her mother into the house, secretly turned her head to look at her father, just in time Lan Erzhuang also looked over, the father and father met their eyes, stuck out their tongues, then squinted their eyes and smiled.

Since my mother found out about selling space vegetables, it was much easier to deliver the vegetables in the morning, so I didn't have to hide it.
"Mother, this is the money for selling vegetables today, you take it."

Lin Qiutang looked at the money handed over by his daughter, and his nose became sore. When he moved out, he was empty-handed. Only a few days after moving out, the family had land, a house, and a set of daily necessities, and now he saw it again. Although there is not much money, these few taels were money that the family could not spend for a year in the old house. Now, the daughter earns it in just one morning. Those past days have become So unreal, as if in a dream,
"mother?"

Seeing her mother in a daze, Lan Lingxue called her again,
"Hey!"

Lin Qiutang replied, being brought back to her senses by her daughter's voice,

"You should keep this money. I don't have any expenses. You want to open a shop with your uncle Zihao. Save it for when you open the shop. Don't be tight then."

He pushed back the girl's hand holding the silver, as if the silver bit her hand.

"No need, mother, I only provide the technology and not the money to open the shop. You can keep the money just in case. If you need money and I'm not there, it's inconvenient. I'll collect it later." For the money, just leave it here and save it first, it will be safe here.”

Lan Lingxue raised her hand back again, and handed it to her mother,

"Really no money?"

"It's really not necessary."

Lan Lingxue said with certainty,
"Well, that's fine, the money lady will keep it first."

Hearing what the daughter said, Lin Qiutang took the money and brought it into the house happily. Lan Lingxue followed her mother into the house, and saw her mother turning around in the room, not knowing what to do. what to do
"Mom, what are you doing?"

"Mother wants to find a safe place to put money, little basket, where do you think it should be placed, under the quilt? In the closet? Or..."

He looked undecided.

"Mom, it's not a lot of money, you can just find a place to put it."

"Why isn't it a lot of money? This money is enough for our family to survive a year and be rich."

Seeing her mother frowned, Lan Lingxue immediately changed her words,

"Otherwise, ask Dad to make you a box. You put the silver in the box and put it in the closet. What do you think? I'm really worried, so ask Dad to put a lock on the closet."

"Well, that's a good idea. It's safe to lock it in the closet."

How could it be safe to be locked in the closet? If a thief really got in, then the locked closet would be his first target, but I can only think about it, Lan Lingxue didn't dare to say it, otherwise my mother would It's time to worry about where to put the money. If I knew this, I might as well keep the money myself, and save my mother from trouble.
"I'll ask your father to go and ask him to make a box for me first."

Lin Qiutang walked out impatiently, but Lan Lingxue didn't stop her. She went to the kitchen to cook first, knowing that she couldn't stop her, and her mother wouldn't feel at ease until the matter was resolved.

"Sister, sister, have you cooked yet? I'm hungry."

Little Hoe came in sweating profusely, Lan Lingxue hastily soaked a cloth towel in warm water to wipe off the sweat on his head,

"Don't run around after sweating, don't catch a cold again."

While talking to Little Hoe, he walked out of the house and poured the boiled water in the kettle into the basins of Lin Zihao and An Zhiyuan,

"Uncle Zihao, you and Mr. An just sweated a lot. You need to wash your face with warm water. Don't get agitated. The pores after exercise are open, and it is easy to cause problems with cold water."

Lan Lingxue was only focused on talking to Lin Zihao, and didn't notice An Zhiyuan next to him, who looked over with some aggrieved eyes, and didn't hear him muttering in a low voice,
"Why do other people call you by their first names, but when you come to me, you become Mr. An."

Being told by the little girl, Lin Zihao was a little warm-hearted, but also a little awkward,

"Understood, I will pay attention next time."

When I was fighting, there was no hot water, and sometimes there was no cold water. How could a man care about such trivial matters, but seeing Lan Lingxue's seriousness, Lin Zihao couldn't bear to disobey Lan Lingxue's kindness, and hurriedly Agreed, Lan Lingxue was relieved when she saw Uncle Zihao agreed, but she knew that these big men would not care about these things, and they loved to be obedient in words, but once they nodded, they would definitely did it,
"From now on, I will boil water and put it on the stove every day. When you come back, you will mix the water yourself and then wash your face, little hoe, you supervise."

"Okay!"

After accepting the task, Little Hoe happily responded, then pouted again,

"Sister, I'm hungry."

"I know you're hungry, and the food is ready, let's eat quickly."

Lan Lingxue prepared cloth towels for Lin Zihao and An Zhiyuan, and went back to the kitchen, not forgetting to turn her head and shout,

"Little hoe, go get your parents to eat."

Served the porridge bowl by bowl, and was about to put the bowl on the table, when he saw An Zhiyuan follow in,

"let me help you."

"Okay, put the porridge on the table."

Lan Lingxue directed An Zhiyuan to work casually, without any politeness, the corners of An Zhiyuan's mouth twitched, fortunately, she didn't treat herself as an outsider,

"Well, come."

An Zhiyuan took the porridge bowl, and when he turned around, he approached Lan Lingxue,

"Miss Lan, can you not call me Mr. An? Just call me by my name."

Although there is nothing particular about it in the countryside, Lan Lingxue knows that in this age, the concept of class is very strong. She never thought that a rich man would care about a title. Besides, shouldn't he be happy to call him that? ?Such a name can be compared to one's identity,

"I've already settled down here, so of course I should do as the Romans do. Don't you call all the brothers in your village young masters?"

Hearing what he said, Lan Lingxue felt a little relieved. Also, since he planned to live for a long time, it was really inconvenient to call him son.

"Then what do you think I should call you? I can't just call you An Zhiyuan, it's too rude."

Lan Lingxue really doesn't know how to address him. She can't be too respectful to let outsiders know what she is, and she can't be too casual, lest he won't be able to accept it in her heart.

"Call me Brother Zhiyuan. I'm Little Hoe's senior brother. Just call me after him. It's okay, right?"

The words were casual, but Lan Lingxue could hear the cautiousness for no reason. She was holding the dishes in her hands, and she turned her head to look at An Zhiyuan, and saw him quickly look away, and walked to the table with the porridge bowl Put it on the table, and then came back to pick up the plate in Lan Lingxue's hand. After going back and forth several times, without even raising his head, Lan Lingxue saw his slightly red ears, so he was embarrassed. That's right, even in ancient times, adults were young, and at the age of twelve or thirteen, they were still children. How can I compare myself with him?

"Then I'll call you Brother Zhiyuan. Since you want to be a brother, you have to act like one..."

"Well, well, I will."

Before Lan Lingxue finished speaking, An Zhiyuan had already agreed repeatedly, the joy in that voice infected Lan Lingxue,
"I haven't finished yet. An older brother has to protect his younger siblings. You have to..."

"I will take good care of you, and the little hoe."

Interrupting Lan Lingxue's words again, he rushed to make a promise. At this moment, An Zhiyuan hadn't realized what kind of thoughts he wanted to protect and care for this little girl so much.

After finishing the meal, Uncle Zihao walked in with Little Hoe and Lan Erzhuang and his wife.
"Look at what delicious food has been made, you can smell it from afar."

Lin Zihao wrinkled his nose, as if smelling the scent,

"Of course, my sister's cooking is delicious, right, Brother Zhiyuan?"

Seeing An Zhiyuan nodding non-stop, Little Hoe was satisfied,

"Eat at this hour, when will you eat at noon?"

Lan Erzhuang is not hungry yet, he is working vigorously, and his daughter-in-law comes to bother him to open the box. The matter of boxing has not been settled yet, and this son comes to tell him to eat again, Lan Erzhuang Look at the sky, it's still early at this time, and the first noon meal on weekdays is at least an hour later than this. It's not that he is reluctant to eat early, but it's just that he has to do some work in the field after getting up for many years. I'm used to eating at home,
"Father, we will have three meals at home in the future."

Lan Lingxue put her father's rice bowl in front of him, and then pushed the food towards his eyes.

"What, three meals?"

Lan Erzhuang didn't realize it. He has been eating two meals a day since he was a child. He has eaten it for half of his life. When he suddenly heard his daughter say that he wants to eat three meals a day, he really couldn't react.

"Father, three meals are the most reasonable. Think about it, you get up so early every day, and then go to work for a long time without eating. This stomach has been hungry all night, and you go directly to work without eating in the morning. That is to work hard on an empty stomach, how can people stand it, you don’t feel hungry because you have been used to it for many years, but look, you don’t have any flesh in your body, if you go on like this, it’s really not good, still Yes, Dad, Uncle Zihao took Brother Zhiyuan and Little Hoe to get up early to practice boxing, and it took a lot of energy to punch and kick, and I'm afraid he was already hungry."

Lan Erzhuang felt that what the girl said made sense, but he also felt that he was not that hungry, so he raised his head to look at Lin Zihao and An Zhiyuan, asking with his eyes, the two looked at each other, and lowered their heads to grab the food , I don't know how to answer.

When it comes to these three meals, it's really hard to say. Lin Zihao eats three meals a day in the army, except when he is in war. Sometimes he can't eat one meal a day, and An Zhiyuan is even worse. , When I was at home in Beijing, three meals a day were not counted. I had to drink a bowl of bird’s nest porridge when I got up early, and I had to add a supper in the evening. In this way, I had five meals a day without afternoon tea. God, the two of them are really suffering from hunger. They are both men. How dare they say that they can't go hungry. Of course, they have to work hard to adapt. very welcome,

(End of this chapter)