Jiang Jiayi's grandparents have long heard of Song Xi's name, because Song Xi often gave Jiang Jiayi specialties from the mountains.
The two elderly people also like Song Xi very much. Now that they see that Song Xi is such a beautiful little girl, they like her even more in their hearts.
Song Xi and Qian Xuefen also politely called their grandparents. If they didn't follow Jiang Jiayi's call, they wouldn't know what to call.
Jiang Jiayi's grandparents rested for a while and then started eating. Looking at the sumptuous meals on the table, they felt relieved knowing that Jiang Jiayi's life was not bad.
They were really disgusted with their parents-in-law, Jiang Jiayi's grandparents.
My father-in-law doesn't care about anything, while my mother-in-law only covers the sky with her hands.
My granddaughter is almost thirty, and she has to control the life and death of the whole family and refuses to separate the family.
Even though my father-in-law doesn't talk much and doesn't care about anything, in fact the dog that doesn't bark is the best at biting. He is the one who gives advice to my mother-in-law behind her back.
Jiang Jiayi's grandparents had not wanted to have any contact with them many years ago, so they were very happy for Jiang Jiayi to marry from their side.
If the father-in-law and mother-in-law were allowed to arrange it, not only would the lion speak loudly, but they might also use it to ask for more money from Zhou Ping.
It is impossible for them to give up unless they get the benefits they want from Jiang Jiayi.
Now that Jiang Jiayi has married Zhou Ping, they don't know where Zhou Ping's family is. Even if they find out later that Jiang Jiayi has secretly married, they won't be able to take advantage.
You have already stepped into the coffin board. Why do you need so much money?
Jiang Jiayi's grandparents had lunch and sat there for two hours before asking Zhou Ping to take them back because they wanted Zhou Ping to come back early to accompany Jiang Jiayi.
After all, the oxcart is relatively slow and takes five or six hours to come back. It will definitely be dark when Zhou Ping sees them off, and they are afraid that Jiang Jiayi will be scared if she is alone at home.
After Zhou Ping sent her grandparents away, Jiang Jiayi checked the things that her grandparents had brought to her, while Song Xi sat and watched. After all, it was not her own thing and it was not easy to get started with, so she just watched from the side.
There are two cans of malted milk, a pack of brown sugar, two pairs of tiger-head shoes, and six sets of small clothes. The colors are all relatively light. It is not suitable for babies to wear colors that are too old-fashioned.
Soon it was November, and the konjac and hairy taro that Song Xi planted on the edge of the sandy soil were ready to be dug, and the roselle and tribute chrysanthemums were ready to be picked.
However, Song Xi did not ask her students to help with these matters. After all, she did not plant much and the yield was not large, so she picked and kept it herself and did not plan to share it with others for the time being.
In the evening, after all the students had gone home, Song Xi leaned over to pick roselle flowers. She used scissors to cut off the roselle flowers one by one and put them into a bamboo basket.
He Xiachuan hurriedly went back to the educated youth spot, and then hurried back.
The afterglow of the setting sun fell on Song Xi's face, and she was so beautiful.
"Teacher Song." He Xiachuan hesitated for a moment, then walked over.
"Teacher He, haven't you gone back yet?" Song Xi looked back and saw He Xiachuan walking towards her. She felt a little embarrassed for a moment and hoped that He Xiachuan would not think too much.
"Teacher Song, my family said that lesbians drinking more brown sugar water is good for their health, so I..." He Xiachuan embarrassedly took out a bag of brown sugar from his back and handed it to Song Xi.
When Song Xi saw the brown sugar in He Xiachuan's hand, she was dazed and confused for a moment.
I don’t know why he wanted to give me brown sugar, and it wouldn’t be a good idea to refuse directly. After all, they are colleagues.
Thinking of this, Song Xi pulled Zhou Yi out as a shield, "I'm sorry, my husband will buy these things for me. Besides, if I accept things from gay men for no reason, my husband will definitely be unhappy.
, so Comrade He should keep it for himself! After all, this thing is really difficult to buy. Not only is it expensive, but it also requires a ticket."
He Xiachuan let out a soft "ah" in his heart. He couldn't believe it. This young, beautiful and outstanding girl in front of him had already married early. Isn't it too early for this rural girl to marry?
Why can't we wait any longer?
Song Xi put away the scissors and bamboo basket, stopped picking today, and went home directly.
Song Xi's words were like an imperial edict to Zhou Yi. This year, he didn't even need Song Xi to remind him. He consciously cut back the seeds of the wild grass, sorted them out, and found a total of two hundred kilograms.
Wild rice, and ten pounds of seeds were left.
So Song Xi gave him the ultimate reward for several nights in a row.
Zhou Ping was also thinking about the persimmons on the mountain. When he and Jiang Jiayi went up the mountain to find the persimmons last year, the persimmons were almost frozen on the branches, so this year Zhou Ping called Zhou Yi early to go up the mountain to pick the persimmons.
The two of them arrived at the persimmon tree on a familiar road.
Some persimmons fell off the fallen leaves on the ground, and there were still a lot of persimmons left on the high branches.
The two put down their backpacks, checked the ones on the ground first, and found that they were not damaged, so they put them into the backpacks, and then tried to find ways to pick them from the trees.
Although this persimmon tree is covered with fruit, the fruit is only as big as an egg. There are many fruits, but the weight is small. One person only gets a basket, which is about fifty kilograms!
Seeing Zhou Yi coming back with a heavy backpack, Song Xi asked curiously, "Brother Yi, what are you carrying?"
"Persimmons, I just went up the mountain with Zhou Ping to pick them. After picking one tree, each person gets a basket." Zhou Yi put the basket under the eaves and brought some straw over. He planned to put the persimmons in a vat and suffocate them with straw, and wait.
It's ready to eat when it's cooked.
Seeing this, Song Xi asked in confusion, "Brother Yi, what are you doing?"
Thinking that his daughter-in-law might have never eaten persimmons, Zhou Yi explained, "Accelerate the ripening so that the persimmons can ripen faster. This is what we have done before."
"Brother Yi, just ripen ten of them and taste them. Give me the rest and I'll make persimmon wine. By the way, persimmons are cold fruits. Pregnant women can eat them, but they can't eat too much.
Go and get Zhou Ping’s persimmons and give him some fruits that are good for pregnant women when I go to the market.”
"Daughter-in-law, do you know how to make persimmon wine?" Zhou Yi is not a drinker, let alone an alcoholic, but the wine his wife makes is delicious, and he likes to have a drink with her no matter what.
"Yes, just go and get the persimmons." Song Xi said, brought a wooden basin, brought up a bucket of well water, and began to clean the persimmons. Seeing this, Zhou Yi hurriedly got up and went to Zhou Ping's house.
I quickly brought back a whole basket full of persimmons.
As soon as Zhou Ping heard that pregnant women should not eat too many persimmons, he immediately gave all the persimmons to Zhou Yi. Now that Jiang Jiayi's belly is big, he did not dare to make any mistakes.
Song Xi washed the persimmons, drained them, put them into a glass bottle, poured pure sorghum wine into them and soaked them. She also put a few drops of spiritual spring water into them.
The persimmons in the two baskets were soaked in a total of twenty bottles of persimmon wine. They only need to be stored for fifteen days before they are ready to drink.