Ji Beinian didn't have a deep understanding of baby marriage, but he also knew that his grandfather's idea was not feasible.
"No."
He shook his head:
"Nan Bao is still young and she doesn't understand yet. She can't get engaged."
Mr. Ji pinched his serious face and said with a smile:
"Grandpa just made a suggestion. You can't say it. Then let's not do this."
With that said, he still decided to write a letter to his son that night.
Regardless of whether they were determined to have a baby or not, Nan Bao's influence and help on his little grandson was obvious. He had confessed early and asked his son and daughter-in-law to bring more things to Nan Bao when they came at the end of the year.
...
early winter.
The persimmon trees on the mountain are bare, but every villager has a large vat as tall as two eight-year-old children sealed in their homes.
There are persimmons covered with frost inside.
Mu Nannan specially looked at the wine in the jar. It was not frozen inside, but the brewing period was not enough for it to be successful.
She lay on the altar and smelled it, and the aroma of wine was already coming out.
"Nan Bao, Nan Bao, grandpa and my dad are organizing the villagers to fish in the pond. Do you want to go with your second brother to see the excitement?"
Mu Sheng ran in excitedly.
Taoji Village is quite big, but he has grown up here since he was a child and has played in all kinds of corners.
As a result, he was sometimes bored. Fishing and killing pigs at the end of the year was one of his few pleasures.
"Go."
Mu Nannan resealed the mouth of the jar and walked out.
When he arrived at the door, he shouted toward the kitchen:
"Grandma, Mom, I'm going to the pond with my second brother."
"Okay!"
Xu Lanxin chased after her and warned,
"Xiao Sheng, remember to keep an eye on your sister!"
Mu Sheng patted his chest and promised:
" Don't worry, Third Aunt, I will definitely take good care of Nanbao."
As soon as the two of them walked to the pond, they saw the villagers carrying a bucket and stretching their necks to look at Shen Diandian's fishing net.
Mo Boss and Mu Lao Er were the main force, while Mu Jianfeng stood next to the piles of fish that had been caught, calling for people to pick them up:
"Ms. Chen, you have received three fish, one weighing more than six kilograms, and two weighing more than four kilograms.
"Uncle Ge, don't leave, you have a share." Uncle
Ge, who was about to take a stroll with his hands behind his back, pointed at himself suspiciously:
"I am the one who was beaten down to feed the pigs, can I also share the fish?"
Mu Mu Jianfeng handed him two fishes strung with straw ropes:
"Of course you can."
"Your household registration is in Taoji Village, so you are from Taoji Village."
"Let's share the fish together, there will definitely be no shortage. I've got you."
The other villagers also echoed:
"Jianfeng is right, you are a member of Taoji Village, and you should have a share in this fish."
"That's right, that's right."
"The primary school and junior high school run by the brigade until now School hasn't started yet. If you hadn't taught my tiger how to read and read from time to time, I wouldn't know who to ask him to learn knowledge from."
No matter in which era, everyone knows the power of knowledge and takes it seriously. My son respects Uncle Ge as an intellectual.
Uncle Ge, who had never been treated like this since his downfall, almost choked up as he looked at the simple villagers.
"Thank you."
Thank you for putting him on an equal footing and making him feel warm when he was homeless.
"Hey, thank you."
A woman, Huzi's mother, had just received the fish. She warmly invited Uncle Ge to her house for dinner:
"I'm making fish soup tonight. You can go to my house to eat. Huzi is learning. I've troubled you so many times about this matter, and I feel bad if you don't go for a meal."
Uncle Ge kept refusing, but she was too enthusiastic and had to go along.
Mu Jianfeng glanced at Uncle Ge's unconsciously straightened back, smiled, and then continued to divide the fish:
"Dad, you got five fish, two weighing more than five kilograms, and three weighing more than seven kilograms."
Mu Wei Guo took it, put it in the bucket, and then said:
"Separate Brother Ji's fish, and I will help him take it back."