Chapter 64 The low starting point of destiny

Jiang Lu felt depressed, grabbed a piece of dogtail grass in his hand, and headed to the river.

Lin Wenshu was returning from the rice fields carrying a hoe.

"Just came back?" Jiang Lu stepped forward and asked.

"Isn't that right? The rice will be harvested tomorrow, and the water in the fields needs to be drained first."

"The rice will be harvested tomorrow?" Jiang Lu thought there was still some time.

Lin Wenshu smiled and said, "Look at the fields, the rice is ripe."

Jiang Lu took a look and then noticed, "It's true." She felt a little embarrassed.

She is such an incompetent farmer.

"However, you are lucky. Your Chunhe family loves you and won't let you go to the fields or do any work in the fields, so it makes sense that you don't know." Lin Wenshu added.

"Don't find steps for me, I'm pregnant and stupid." Jiang Lu laughed at herself.

"Come home with me and get you something."

"What?" Jiang Lu followed Lin Wenshu and walked forward.

"Dried dates."

"Do you still have time to show off this thing?"

"This thing is not very laborious. In a few months, I will dry the persimmons, which will also be delicious." Lin Wenshu said with a smile.

"You are really a competent farmer." Jiang Lu admired him.

"A few years ago, I wouldn't have believed that I could be so capable, both in the hall and in the kitchen." Lin Wenshu said while laughing.

"I can't. I do like to eat these, but once I make them, they become useless."

When Jiang Lu said this, he suddenly thought of Zhou Chunhe learning to grow vegetables, and realized that they were the same.

While talking, they arrived at Lin Wenshu's house. Jiang Lu didn't go in. It was dark and there were no lights inside. "Accountant Wang hasn't come back yet?"

"He's still in the fields. Why don't I come back and cook first?"

"You two don't waste anything."

"Just wait, I'll go in and get it." Lin Wenshu went in.

At this time, three children ran out of the house. Jiang Lu recognized two of them as Lin Wenshu's children, Wang Fang and Wang Rui, but she did not recognize the other one.

She was dressed very plainly, with patches piled on top of each other, and several layers of sewing and mending. The main reason was that the child kept drooling at the corner of his mouth.

Looking at Jiang Lu, he laughed and his mouth watered.

It's like seeing a plate of delicious food.

Good food? Jiang Lu was a little scared.

"Wang Fang, who is he?" Jiang Lu pulled over the girl who was squatting on the ground picking up stones and asked.

"Liu Ermao." Wang Fang replied. At such a young age, he couldn't see Jiang Lu's embarrassment.

Jiang Lu remembered that Zhou Chunhe had told her about this child, and that this child played a key role in the voting meeting.

But now he looked at her like this, which made her feel a little cold.

"Liu Ermao, it's dark, why don't you go home?" Jiang Lu asked.

Liu Ermao had never seen such a beautiful aunt, and she actually talked to him, and he screamed with excitement.

"Er Mao, Er Mao." Lin Wenshu came out of the house, saw this scene, and shouted quickly.

As soon as Er Mao heard Lin Wenshu calling him, he hid behind her again.

"I'm not scaring you. This kid's reaction is a little slow, but he's not a bad kid." Lin Wenshu said.

"No." Jiang Lu came back to his senses.

Lin Wenshu wrapped the dried dates in a newspaper and handed them over, "It's getting dark, so I won't keep you here. You go back more slowly."

Jiang Lu put the dates into her pocket and was about to turn around when she touched a few toffees. Zhou Chunhe had put them in her pocket.

"Er Mao, do you want to eat candy?" Jiang Lu suddenly asked.

"Eat." Ermao stuck his head out again.

"Here, here you go." Jiang Lu took out the candy from his pocket.

There were five in total, all given to Ermao, "You give Wang Fang and Wang Rui some points."

The three little guys got together and started sharing the candy.

Jiang Lu was not in a hurry to leave, she wanted to see how Ermao divided the candy.

I saw him putting a candy into Wang Rui's hand, "You, one."

Put another one into Wang Fang's hand, "One for you."

Finally, he put one in his hand and said, "One for me."

There were still two candies left in Er Mao's hand. Jiang Lu glanced at Lin Wenshu, thinking that Er Mao wouldn't split them any more. Unexpectedly, he picked up a candy and put it into Wang Rui's hand, and said, "One for you."

It's the last candy, will he still give it away?

Sure enough, "One for you." He gave it to Wang Fang.

Looked at his hand again, it was gone.

Er Mao seemed to realize that there was no candy for him, and his eyes showed frustration, but he just looked at the candies in the hands of his younger brothers and sisters, and happily put his only candy into his mouth.

inside.

"Ermao, I haven't peeled it yet." Lin Wenshu said softly.

"This kid is pretty good." Jiang Lu smiled, "He won't go home?"

"Go back, take him back after dinner." Lin Wenshu said, "His father is probably still in the fields. If he comes back, he will be called."

On the way back, Jiang Lu's suffocation that he had just gone out had disappeared. Er Mao's clear eyes and the saliva at the corner of his mouth repeatedly appeared in Jiang Lu's mind.

He is really not an easy child to like, but he is a doll that is easy to feel sorry for.

Destiny gave him a starting point that was much lower than others. As for the desperate counterattack, it was because those people had never experienced such a fact personally. Jiang Lu only hoped that Er Mao's life would not come to an end prematurely. Even if it walked slower, it would still be the same.

We should try our best to see as much of the beautiful scenery in this world and taste the many sweet things in this world.

When we got home, it was just getting dark.

Jiang Lu saw Zhou Chunhe lying on the table, copying notes.

Because of his tall stature, he was hunched over, which seemed a bit laborious.

Jiang Lu took a closer look and was a little frightened. This guy was not very good at studying and his handwriting was not that good. He was not as outstanding as he looked.

Zhou Chunhe noticed it as soon as his wife came in, and kept silent.

Jiang Lu looked around and didn't see the bouquet of flowers.

"Where are the flowers?" he asked.

Zhou Chunhe remained silent.

Jiang Lu walked to him and pushed him, "Where is the flower?"

"threw."

"Throw it away?" Jiang Lu shouted, "Where did you throw it?" He went out to pick it up.

"I lied to you, I didn't throw it away." Seeing that his wife was about to go out, Zhou Chunhe told the truth.

"Where?"

"Here." Zhou Chunhe pointed towards the corner.

Jiang Lu saw that the large bouquet of flowers was divided into two small bouquets and inserted into the cookie box.

The biscuit boxes at this time were long and square, with a large volume inside and portraits of beauties painted on the outside. However, there was one drawback: they were prone to rust.

But it's just right for flower arrangements.

Jiang Lu picked her up and placed her on the table. The room instantly became brighter.

"Aren't wild flowers rare?" Zhou Chunhe asked.

"Who said that?" Jiang Lu refused to admit it.

Zhou Chunhe did not ask any more questions and continued to copy his notes.

"It's not shameful to pick flowers. There's nothing wrong with admitting it." Jiang Lu said this and looked at Zhou Chunhe.

Zhou Chunhe moved his lips.

"How many more are there?" Jiang Lu asked, getting down to business.

"No matter how much it is, I will finish it tonight." Zhou Chunhe gave himself a death order.

"Don't worry, I have to deliver vegetables and cut rice tomorrow."

Zhou Chunhe then raised his head and looked at Jiang Lu, "Now do you know how distressed you are?"

Are people born equal? ​​But some people are born with a starting point that is beyond the reach of others throughout their lives. I only hope that you can bloom the most gorgeous flowers and bear the most fruitful fruits in your own life.
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