The old man looked at his little girl's disbelieving look and remembered what Fu Qiang had told him before: keep a low profile when you make money and don't tell outsiders everywhere.
He didn't tell anyone. He met several old men who played cards outside every day, showed off their children's filial piety, and gave him a thousand yuan in living expenses every month. He wanted to say it, but he couldn't.
It makes my heart itch so much!
But Fuchun is no longer an outsider, he is one of his own family.
So Xu Dongru talked eloquently, "I know I am growing vegetables at home now. You know, those vegetables are sold in big cities. People in the city also like to eat mushrooms, so I went up to the mountains to collect a lot of pine mushrooms and made some money." Xu Fuchun was very happy, "That's a good thing. It's not easy to make money here at home. Fuqiang has also come to deliver food several times before, saying it was grown by Qingzhi. The taste is really different when I eat it. Recently, these
Tian Fuqiang didn’t come over.”
"Fuqiang has been busy these days, and there are a lot of things going on." Xu Dongru thought for a while, "How about I tell Fuqiang and ask Ergouwa to help?"
"Dad, please don't. This relative is helping. It's hard for Fuqiang to give less. Outsiders know that they will speak ill of each other. If you give too much, I will be embarrassed to take it." Xu Fuchun refused directly, and she felt very clear in her heart.
"We also planted some rice at home and got some harvest. It's okay to kill the vegetable with his medicine. You can eat it by planting some other vegetables after plucking it. In a few months, you can also pick the yellow gardenia and camellia seeds in the mountains.
When the time comes, you can pick some and sell them for money, so your family can still live a good life."
"Okay, just make your plans for the day." Xu Dongru stood up, found a cup, unscrewed the bayberry wine she was carrying, and poured a glass, "I know you like to drink fruit wine, but the bayberry wine you brewed by yourself is not as good as the bayberry wine.
I'll bring you some."
"I know she is interested." Xu Fuchun picked up the cup with his slightly trembling left hand, and the cup started to shake. He slowly moved the cup to his mouth and took a sip.
When the fruit wine enters the throat, a fragrance of fermented bayberry and a refreshing feeling flow into the abdomen.
She was bored in her room all day, and could only watch short videos to relieve her boredom. If the weather was good, she would sit at the door of the backyard at most, her head was confused, and her body felt heavy.
One sip of this fruit wine made her feel much clearer.
Just like when she ate the vegetables that Fu Qiang sent before, she usually has a bad appetite and likes to drink some porridge with some pickles, but she can always eat more of the vegetables that Fu Qiang sent, and she can eat a whole rice.
Bowl.
Xu Dongru sat there for a while and then left.
It was an old house with only one floor. There were two wooden frame beds in the dark room. There was a table in the middle of the bed. There were piles of clothes in other places, milk brought by others who came to visit the sick, and various sundries. Now, Xu Fuchun is the only one left.
The house was very quiet. She opened her phone with trembling hands and clicked on the short video. The sound of the short video played, making the whole room seem less lonely.
When she saw a short video about the heavy smog in Kyoto, she swiped to WeChat and sent a voice message to her child.
"Pingzi, I just saw a short video saying that there is heavy smog over there. Experts recommend that you go out less. You should also pay attention to your health when you are making money outside. Mom is fine at home, so you don't have to worry."
In Kyoto, a girl who was working as a shopping guide in a supermarket had just been scolded by a customer. The foreman asked her to take a break to avoid letting the customer see her and become angry and escalate the situation.
She returned to the changing room and heard her phone vibrating. She turned it on, clicked on the chat box, and heard a voice message from her mother.
She frowned, feeling a little irritated because of the unsatisfactory work, and she replied even more impatiently with a voice message, "Mom, many of those short videos are just like wind and rain, and smog doesn't kill people.
I'm very busy at work, so don't always send me irrelevant messages."
In the dark room, Xu Fuchun was very happy when he saw his daughter replying to the voice message so quickly. The corner of his mouth curled up.
The children are usually very busy working and making money. Sometimes she sends several messages during the day and will not reply to her until the children are free at night.
Xu Fuchun's trembling hand lightly tapped the screen to play the voice.
The girl's impatient voice rang in the silent room.
"Mom, many of those short videos are just like wind and rain. Smog doesn't kill people. I'm very busy at work. Don't always send me irrelevant messages."
Xu Fuchun subconsciously wanted to hold down the message box and reply to the message, but his hand was in mid-air, and it just kept shaking, and his eyes drooped a little.
I thought to myself, the children are busy, she is a useless patient, it is better not to cause trouble to the children.