Chapter 70 Surprised
Not long after, Feng Yarong hurriedly came out, holding an ax in his hand, obviously chopping firewood.

He couldn't help but greet several people, threw the ax to the corner and led the people into the house.

The mule cart stopped in the yard. Feng Junyong consciously led the mule to his own mule cart, and skillfully poured water and fodder into the trough.

Jiang Mingshun entered the house with Feng Yarong holding large and small bags.

Feng Yarong's daughter-in-law, Mrs. Tang, heard the noise outside and hurried over while wiping her hands.

"Is this my cousin?" She saw Bai holding the child in her arms and carrying something in her hands. She quickly stepped forward to help: "Worry, worry, don't drop the child."

"Cousin," Ms. Bai smiled shyly and refused, "It's okay, it's okay."

"But my nephew Mingshun has arrived?" Several people were talking when an energetic voice came from outside.

When Jiang Mingshun suddenly heard his name, he was startled for a moment, then a look of excitement burst out on his face, and he walked out of the house in three steps and two steps at a time.

Before he could even take him to the door, he saw a dark-skinned and capable old man opening the curtain and coming in.

An old man and a strong man looked at each other without any defense.

Jiang Mingshun has never seen his biological mother since he can remember, and his relatives on his mother's side have never met her.

Now that I really saw someone, I was sure, but I didn't dare to step forward for a long time.

"Resembling, really similar." Feng Donglin raised his hand tremblingly and wiped his face, his eyes carefully tracing Jiang Mingshun's face inch by inch, as if he was looking for something from above: "She really looks like your mother."

"I'm sorry for her."

"I'm sorry for her!"

As he spoke, he was about to shed tears.

Feng Yarong and Tang hurriedly stepped forward to persuade him, "Dad, today is a great day, so I don't want to cry."

"This is my cousin's first time here, so we can't make him feel sad."

"We want to be happy!"

Jiang Mingshun lifted up his clothes and knelt down: "Uncle."

Feng Donglin immediately stopped crying and raised his hand to stop him: "Get up, get up, we don't want this in our family."

He forcefully pulled Jiang Mingshun up and said, "What your cousin said is that our nephew and uncle have not seen each other for decades, and now we are finally reunited."

"Only happy, not sad."

"You're not allowed to do things that mean you're a stranger. You can do whatever you want."

Jiang Mingshun was pulled up and could only support his uncle with his backhand, and followed the force to walk to the kang.

He originally felt sad because of hearing about his mother, but when Feng Donglin said this, the pain in his heart gradually disappeared.

Jiang Mingshun smiled and nodded: "I'm just afraid that uncle will find me annoying."

"Haha," Feng Donglin came out of his sad mood and regained his energetic appearance: "That's how it should be, that's how it should be."

Tang took the thing from her father-in-law and joked: "Look at our father, he went out early in the morning and found a rabbit from someone's house."

"We are going to have a feast with our cousins ​​today!"

Feng Yarong touched his palm and said to Jiang Mingshun: "First I went to your house to taste the cooking skills of my cousins. It is really excellent."

"Today you also have a try at your cousin's craftsmanship. See if she's still not satisfied with it."

Bai Shi smiled sheepishly: "How can I compare to my cousin sister-in-law."

"I can help my cousin sister-in-law."

"How can I let my brothers and sisters take action?" Mrs. Tang saw that Mrs. Bai was still holding the child. When she looked again, she saw that the child was already asleep. She took a quilt from the kang cabinet and said to Mrs. Bai: "Brothers and sisters, put your little nephew down." Let’s sleep on the kang, and I’ll hug you all the way.”

Bai Shi breathed a sigh of relief. The four- to five-month-old child was indeed not light anymore. She was really tired after carrying it all the way. It would be great to be able to put it down now.After a while, Feng's aunt Luo Shi also came back.

She was also very surprised to see Jiang Mingshun.

She is a girl from Dayang Village. She has known Jiang Mingshun's mother since she was a child. After she married, she became the eldest sister-in-law and her mother. She almost treated her as her own sister.

When he saw Jiang Ming, he burst into tears and said, "It's good to be here, it's good to be here."

Luo Shi kept sighing while holding Jiang Mingshun's hand.

Feng Yarong changed the subject and took the bamboo basket off his mother's back: "Mom, let me see what you picked back?"

He turned to Jiang Mingshun and smiled: "Your aunt went to the vegetable field today and said she wanted to pick some good vegetables to entertain you. You must give her some face."

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Luo Shi slapped his son on the arm, took the bamboo basket and took out everything in it one by one.

"They are all seeds brought back from outside by your cousin and the boat," she said as she took them, "I don't know what they are, so I just planted them blindly."

"It's grown more or less."

"Don't tell me, some of them taste really good. You can take some back when you get there."

Jiang Jinyu was playing with her cousins ​​nearby, and she inadvertently glanced at the things that her aunt and uncle had taken out, and instantly felt like she was getting worse.

Oh my God, look what she saw!

Isn't that orange one a carrot?
Isn't that yellow one a pumpkin? ?

That bumpy green bar isn't a bitter melon, is it? ? ?

Jiang Jinyu looked at the things on the table in shock.

After working so hard for so long, she finally planted a few small seedlings that looked like coriander.

And her great-aunt, an old lady from the mountains, had a lot of fruits and vegetables at her fingertips.

Is there any reason!

Luo Shi, who finally emptied his backpack, noticed Jiang Jinyu's almost substantive look and thought he was greedy.

She glanced around at the pile of fruits and vegetables and regretted: "There is nothing that can be eaten raw."

With that said, he pulled Jiang Jinyu to his side and comforted him: "I'll let your aunt cook for you later."

Jiang Jinyu smiled stiffly, suppressed the uneasiness in her heart, and asked Feng Yarong: "Uncle, did you bring all this back?"

"Where did you buy it?"

Feng Yarong didn't know why she asked, but he still answered seriously: "I bought the seeds."

"Where did you buy it?" He touched his head and said uncertainly: "It can be found anywhere. I ate it outside and thought it was delicious, so I went to the local market to look for seeds."

"But there are also some bought from out-of-town businessmen."

"There are some fruits," he picked up a palm-sized pumpkin, "like this one. I went to buy seeds, but they still had to sell me some other seeds."

"Those unknown seeds," Feng Yarong said with disdain, "can't be planted at all."

After listening to Feng Yarong's words, Jiang Jinyu felt as if he was at ease.

Just now she really thought that this small mountain village actually grew so many fruits and vegetables imported from other countries.

In her previous life, one or two fresh foods might not have appeared for decades. How could she encounter three kinds of food in one day?

Now that I heard that it had already existed in nearby counties, Jiang Jinyu felt that it was a lot more real.

As for why there is no such thing in Guangxin County, which is the county seat, the transportation limitations at this time are no joke.

(End of this chapter)

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