At the dinner table, Grandma Shen was halfway through her meal when she suddenly put down her bowls and chopsticks, stood up and hurried back to the house.

After a while, the old lady took out a red cloth from the house.

Only then did Shen Qiuqiu realize that according to the custom in her hometown, when buying a new car, you must have a red car.

Red has the meaning of Hong (red) luck, which represents joy, luck and luck.

Elderly people believe that red can ward off evil spirits and ensure people's safety when entering and exiting.

Grandma Shen didn't understand this at first. She was taught by the village chief's wife when her family bought a three-wheeled motorcycle a few years ago.

To this day, her family's three-wheeled motorcycle still has a piece of whitened red cloth hanging on it.

In Shen Qiuqiu's opinion, the matter of hanging red is dispensable, but the old people are very superstitious about these things, so he just followed them.

However, there is no rush for a new car to be popular right now.

She stood up and pulled her grandma back to the dining table, "Grandma, let's eat first and we'll do it later."

Grandma Shen was thinking about something, so she picked up the bowl and ate quickly without eating the food. She finished the rice in the bowl in a few big mouthfuls.

Shen Qiuqiu shook her head helplessly, somewhat dumbfounded.

As the old man gets older, his personality becomes more and more like that of a child, and he doesn't listen to advice at all.

After finishing the meal, Grandma Shen sat aside and began to tear off the red cloth and tie big red flowers.

After a while, seeing that Song Na had finished eating, Grandma Shen gave her another twenty yuan and asked her to buy a firecracker from Yang Yanhong's store.

After living in Qinghe Village for a few days, Song Na was already familiar with the roads in the village. She took the money and ran away quickly.

Shen Qiuqiu ate her meal and drove the car to the yard and parked it.

The farmyard is large enough to park a car.

Grandma Shen's preparations are almost done.

The Mid-Autumn Festival has just passed, and there are many fruits and snacks at home, and the tributes are all ready-made.

Grandma Shen took the plate, put some of each kind on it, then placed the tributes in front of the table and began to burn paper.

While burning paper, I chanted, "Master, the God of the Road, is full of joy. Take care of your children and grandchildren when they go out. Walk on the big roads and walk on the small roads. It will be a peaceful journey. The God of Wealth will receive you. The God of Joy will greet you. Master, the God of the Road, you will take care of them."

The sky is yang, the earth is yin, the children and grandchildren are protected when they go out, the Bodhisattva heads come to guide the way, and the Vajra of the Eight Directions follows behind, ensuring that the children and grandchildren are free from disasters and return to the village without disasters."

Grandma Shen added Shen Qiuqiu's name and license plate number to this passage and recited it three times, very religiously.

After burning the paper, set off firecrackers and light incense.

Finally, the tied red silk is hung in front of the car, and red ropes are tied to the left and right rearview mirrors and the hubs of the four tires. The red hanging ceremony is completed.

After doing this, Grandma Shen felt more at ease.

But I still didn’t forget to tell Shen Qiuqiu, “In the future, you have to watch the road carefully when driving. We would rather drive slower, and the most important thing is to be steady.

Your dad was driving too fast that year, and when the police finally pulled him out of the car, he was not even human..."

Thinking of her son who died early, Grandma Shen's eyes couldn't help but turn red, tears fell down heavily, and the words that came to her lips were choked with sobs that she couldn't say them out.

Shen Qiuqiu also felt sad. She reached out and hugged her grandma, and whispered to comfort her: "Grandma, don't worry, I drive very steadily, and I will definitely pay attention to safety."

But Grandpa Shen suddenly stood up and shouted at Grandma Shen: "I think you are really old and confused. What are you talking about when you have a good life! Are you trying to curse Xiaohua or something? It's not bad luck!"

Shen Xiu also followed: "Mom, what you just said was so unlucky, hurry up and say it."

After being yelled at by Grandpa Shen, Grandma Shen also realized that she had said the wrong thing and sighed three times.

He clasped his hands together and muttered in his mouth, "If the strong wind blows, don't blame me. May my little flower live a long life, be safe, and have a long life of happiness."

After such an episode, the whole family felt a little depressed.

Grandpa Shen had a droopy face all the time. He went back to the house to get a pack of cigarettes and went out with his hands behind his back, intending to go next door to meet Wang Weidong for a drink.

Grandma Shen also felt bad.

The old lady's eyes were red and she looked lost, which was very distressing.

Shen Qiuqiu carried her back to the main room.

Grandma and grandson were sitting on the sofa. Shen Qiuqiu put his arm around his grandma and rested his head on her shoulder.

Neither of them spoke, but the ups and downs in their hearts slowly calmed down.

…

There is no overnight feud in the family. Grandpa Shen and Grandma Shen are both very open-minded people.

The next morning, the old couple returned to their usual smiling appearance.

After a simple breakfast, Grandpa Shen took Shen Xiu up the mountain to hunt pigweed; Grandma Shen and Song Na sat in the yard weaving bamboo baskets.

Shen Qiuqiu moved her laptop to the yard and checked information on the Internet while basking in the sun.

The three strawberry varieties mentioned by Zhang Li each have their own advantages and disadvantages, but they all have good reputations and reviews.

The fruit of Zhangji strawberry is long cone-shaped, the fruit is as big as an egg, the flesh is soft and juicy, the taste is rich and sweet, and it has a light milky aroma, so it is also called cream strawberry.

Red strawberries are also large-fruited, with beautiful appearance, sweet and sour juiciness, moderate fruit hardness, and good storage and transportation resistance.

The yield per mu of these two kinds of strawberries is around 4,000 kilograms, and the retail price is between 15 and 40. The market is quite stable.

As for the Danxue Princess with white fruits and red seeds, it is a new variety introduced in the past two years. In addition to its incredible appearance, the taste also seems to be very good.

A very popular review on the Internet said: In addition to the unique sweetness of strawberry, Danxue Princess also has a special fragrance, like the smell of first love.

The retail price of Danxue Princess has always been high, basically above 100 yuan. It is a proper Hermès in the strawberry world.

Each of these three kinds of strawberries looks delicious.

Just looking at the pictures on the Internet made Shen Qiuqiu ravenous.

She calculated the planting costs and found that except for Princess Danxue's seedlings which were more expensive, the others were actually not much different.

Therefore, I finally decided to plant all three varieties of strawberries.

The multiple-choice questions are too difficult to answer, so it is best to let a hundred flowers bloom.

As for where to plant it, Shen Qiuqiu had already decided on the wasteland at the foot of Laodong Mountain.

There are about ten acres, which is close to home and easy to manage.

The wasteland at the foot of Laodong Mountain belongs to Shen Qiuqiu's father.

He could not make much money from the corn he had been growing in the early years, so when the farming was slack, he would go to the county town to do odd jobs to make money.

Once when delivering goods on a rainy day, I accidentally got into a car accident, not only injuring others, but also taking my own life.

After his death, no one took care of the land. Grandpa Shen and Grandma Shen couldn't take care of it, so they rented the land to a family in the village for farming.

Two years ago, that family bought a house in the county and moved away.

There are few people in rural areas, and almost every family has dozens of acres of land. If you can’t plant your own land, how can you rent land to plant it?
Chapter completed!