Qinghe Village Canteen.

Now is the slack time for farming. Many people in the village go to the county to work as part-time workers to make money, and the business of the canteen has become deserted.

Wang Lijun has not received any work for the past two days, so he has been sleeping at home all day long.

Yang Yanhong was sitting behind the counter knitting sweaters, worrying about her family's livelihood. After receiving Shen Qiuqiu's call, she stopped knitting sweaters, opened the rolling shutter door, and hurried home.

Her yard is right next to her, so it’s just a matter of lifting her feet.

In the yard, Sun Jiafeng was helping her toddler grandson Haohao learn to walk.

The little guy was very clever and kept holding on to grandma's finger tightly, refusing to let go, for fear of falling.

Yang Yanhong opened the door and came in. Xiao Haohao's eyes suddenly lit up when he saw his mother. He couldn't wait to let go of his grandma's fingers, and ran towards his mother unsteadily on his short legs.

Sun Jiafeng was afraid that he would fall, so he quickly stretched out his hands and followed behind him to protect him.

"Little ancestor, please slow down a little. You can't walk yet, and you are about to run away."

When Yang Yanhong saw her son running towards her, she squatted on the ground, smiled and opened her arms to him as a welcoming gesture.

Under the protection of his grandma, little Haohao staggered and fell into his mother's arms. He was so happy that he couldn't stop laughing.

Yang Yanhong hugged her son into her arms and kissed him on his bare head.

“My son is awesome!”

Little Haohao also imitated his mother's example, holding her face and taking a big bite, leaving a large puddle of saliva on his mother's face.

Yang Yanhong stood up with her son in her arms. She looked around the yard and saw no sign of Wang Lijun, so she asked, "Mom, where is Lijun?"

Sun Jiafeng pursed her lips toward their room and whispered, "I'm just feeling sleepy and taking a nap."

It's almost three-thirty and it's almost four, and I'm still taking a nap. This is too outrageous.

Yang Yanhong was so angry that she pushed her son into Sun Jiafeng's arms, strode to the door of the room, pushed open the door, and the door hit the wall with a "bang" sound.

But the man on the bed still slept like a dead pig, snoring loudly.

The anger in Yang Yanhong's heart bubbled out, and she strode forward furiously and lifted the quilt covering Wang Lijun's body.

After the beginning of autumn, the weather gradually turned cooler. She was so cold that she lifted the quilt. Wang Lijun, who was only wearing big pants, shivered and woke up from the cold.

Wang Lijun woke up from his sweet dream. When he opened his eyes, he saw his wife standing in front of the bed with a straight face. He was startled.

After coming back to his senses, he pulled the quilt back over his body and cursed angrily: "What are you doing! Are you going to let me sleep well?!"

Yang Yanhong wanted to jump on the bed and kick him, "Sleep, sleep, sleep! What time is it and you're still sleeping?! You spend the whole day either eating or sleeping, you're a pig!"

If I raise a pig and I can kill it for meat at the end of the year, what’s the use of raising you?!”

Their voices were not quiet, and Sun Jiafeng, who was standing in the yard, could hear them clearly.

The girl's words became more and more unpleasant, so she quickly stopped her, "Yan Hong! You can calm down your bad temper, and say what you have to say. Don't make any noise or scare the child."

Wang Lijun was the son-in-law who came to the house. Sun Jiafeng was afraid that he would be embarrassed, so she hid with her child in her arms.

Before leaving, he loudly confessed: "I will take Haohao to pull some green onions in the vegetable field. You two will look after the house at home. If you have anything to say, please talk to me. Stop arguing and let outsiders hear the joke."

In the room, Wang Lijun sat on the bed and said nothing.

Yang Yanhong was also very upset. She also knew that what she just said was too serious, but she just said it out loud and couldn't take it back even if she wanted to.

She turned around and closed the door, stepped forward and hugged Wang Lijun, and said in a small way: "Lijun, I'm sorry, I just said something harsh. I apologize to you, so don't be angry."

Wang Lijun turned his head, saying nothing and not wanting to pay attention to her.

Yang Yanhong was so angry that she scratched his shoulder and bit him.

"Hiss..." Wang Lijun gasped in pain, "Let go! Let go quickly! Yang Yanhong, are you a dog?!"

It wasn't until he shouted that Yang Yanhong smiled and relaxed.

Looking at the row of teeth marks on the man's shoulder, she turned her face and kissed him on the face, "Then don't be angry, or I will bite you again."

Wang Lijun glared at her angrily, "My son-in-law who stepped in on the doorstep is really a coward!"

Yang Yanhong hugged his neck and continued to act coquettishly, "Oh, I already apologized, don't hold on to him... you know I didn't mean that.

I did some math today and found that our savings are only over 20,000 yuan. Business at the canteen is not good these days, and you can't get any work either.

Jiajia will go to elementary school next year, and Haohao will go to kindergarten in two years. We have to spend money on everything, and there is no stable income at home. I am so worried that my hair will fall out.

You just sleep all day long, do you think I can stop getting angry in a hurry?!"

After hearing his wife's complaint, the fire that Wang Lijun was holding in his heart was completely extinguished.

In the final analysis, I am still useless and cannot let my wife and children live a good life.

He raised his hand and wiped it on his face, and said in a depressed tone: "Why don't you stay at home with your children? I'd better go out and work. I can earn thirty or forty thousand yuan a year."

Yang Yanhong refused, "That won't work. We agreed at the beginning that no matter how bad things go, our family will never be separated. I don't want to be a widow, and I don't want Jiajia and Haohao to become fatherless children."

Wang Lijun shook his head and laughed, then raised his hand and pinched her waist, "Can you wish me a better life? I'm going out to work. What do you mean by a child without a father? It's like I'm going to die soon."

Yang Yanhong pouted and rolled her eyes, "The big city is bustling with lights and entertainment, and there are so many goblins. If you are seduced by someone, is it any different from being dead? Aren't I, Jiajia and Haohao, just children without a father?"

Wang Lijun laughed angrily, but was speechless by her divine logic.

After a while he said: "What should we do? How about we rent a few acres of land in the village and plant some crops or something?"

Yang Yanhong shook her head and rejected his proposal again.

"If we could grow crops, we in Qinghe Village wouldn't be so poor. If we want to farm, we have to follow Xiaohua to grow fruits.

I went to the provincial capital with her several times before, and the rose grapes they sell are always easy to sell, costing more than fifty yuan a pound, no one thinks they are expensive."

Wang Lijun followed her words and said, "Then let's plant a few acres too."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Yanhong poured cold water on him again, "I have inquired about it. It will take three years to grow grapes before it is put into production. With only 20,000 yuan in hand, what can we do? We simply can't afford it."
Chapter completed!