Fortunate Life of the Rural Beauty

Chen Afu knew that Miss Chu would be sad today, so he didn't let Jin Yanzi go out. The golden swallow hung on Chen Afu's arm and sang in the gentlest voice.

The singing drew Chu Hanyan out of her sadness. Through the curtain of tears, she saw the curved corners of Golden Swallow's lips and blinked her little mung bean eyes. She actually laughed with tears in her eyes, Niaoniao smiled. , Jinbao laughed.

Chen Afu kissed her pretty little face again and said with a smile, That's right. I have Jin Bao with me, so I won't be lonely. It will be noon and Dabao will be back.

Although there is only one official student left now, there are still several auditors and Animal House to fill in, so Chen Afu's courses have not been reduced.

However, the little girl's mood was always not very high. She didn't really become happy until Dabao came back at the end of the afternoon.

Starting tonight, it was time for Alu to go back to Luyuan to rest, and Dabao came to sleep on the Arhat bed in the living room again. According to Chen Afu's opinion, for such a young child, a small bed should be placed in the bedroom just for Dabao to sleep. But ancient people were very particular about the fact that they were not biological brothers and sisters after all, so it was better to share separate houses.

Before going to bed, Chen Afu sat on the bed, holding one in each arm and telling them stories. Yan'er would fall asleep first, and then let the girl carry the sleepy Dabao to sleep.

Chen Afu got up and went to the small study to work again. She wanted to draw a few comics.

In the blink of an eye, more than half a month passed. The watermelon cultivated by Chen Afu and Old Man Zeng had sprouted. He asked the long-term workers to plant the seedlings in the five acres of watermelon field in the north of the garden and the half of the land between Luyuan and Fuyuan, as well as Half of the land in Luyuan. As for the watermelon seedlings on the 80 acres of Wangshan Village, Chen Afu only provided soaked seeds, and the amount of seedlings was too large. Xue Dagui took the seeds to Old Man Lin and asked the tenants there to raise seedlings.

Chen Afu and Chen Ming hired two long-term workers to tend the watermelon field and the three acres of wheat field owned by Chen Ming's family. Because of Hu's affairs, Chen Ye was also frightened and his health was not good. Chen Ming was embarrassed to let Dafang cultivate the three acres of land at home. But now it’s almost time to harvest. Although there will be long days to work, I still promised to give Dafang so much food after harvesting the wheat.

On the evening of March 29th, the spring breeze was warm, the sky was full of colorful clouds, and the big fire clouds were extremely gorgeous.

Chen Afu sat in front of the potted flowers and carefully cut and arranged the flowers. There are more than a dozen pots of roses planted at home. Because Chen Afu watered them with swallow dung, they grow very well, with big and beautiful flowers and strong fragrance.

She cut off a few pink, red, and yellow flowers each. The buds had just opened, enclosing the flowers, as tender as a baby's fist. There are no gypsophila in this world, and there are a lot of leaves left on the flower branches, so they look good in the vase.

Yan'er sat aside and watched, her orchid fingers curled up as she wanted to take it but was afraid of pricking her hands, and was a little torn.

Dabao was playing with Zhuifeng, Qiqi, Huihui and Jiner in the yard. Jin'er is the golden bird. Because there are golden swallows around, I often let it out and put it in the cage at night.

The yard was particularly lively today. Golden Swallow invited its little brothers and sisters here again. Many of them stood densely on the roof and branches, chirping.

Chu Lingxuan knocked on the courtyard door and saw such a beautiful, warm and vibrant scene.

When Chu Hanchu saw her father coming back, she happily stood up and rushed towards him, shouting, Daddy, daddy, you haven't been home for a long time. I miss you and I almost want to cry.

Wearing a spring-colored skirt, she looked like a kingfisher, light and cheerful, and fluttered into Chu Lingxuan's arms.

Chu Lingxuan was so happy that his laughter grew louder. He picked her up and said, My dear, please don't cry. Daddy will be anxious to see you as soon as he finishes his work.

Chu Hanyan hugged his neck and kissed him twice. Chu Lingxuan was used to his daughter's affection, so he kissed her twice in return with a smile.

When Dabao saw him, he came over to salute him and said, Hello, Uncle Chu.

Chu Lingxuan held Chu Hanyan with one hand and stretched out one hand towards him. Dabao quickly handed over his little hand, and the warm and thick hand wrapped his little hand, giving him a very different feeling. He likes this feeling.

Qiqi and Huihui also said hello to Chu Lingxuan, but one called him daddy and the other called uncle, which made him laugh again.

Chen Afu stood up, bent his knees and smiled, Master Chu is back.

Chu Lingxuan walked over and stood in front of her. He was wearing a moon-white gown, and his dark hair was hanging down wetly. The scent of putty that he had just washed his hair was particularly strong. Coupled with the smile on the lips, shrouded in the glow, it looked soft and warm.

He smiled and said, I went out for a trip, thank you for your hard work, Miss Fu. After a pause, he said, Well, I haven't eaten yet, I'm hungry.

Ah...oh, what do you want to eat, Mr. Chu? I'll do it right now. Chen Afu said.

Before Chu Lingxuan could say anything, Dabao said first, The chicken wontons we had tonight were so delicious.

This was supported by Miss Chu, who nodded and said, Dad, the wontons made by my aunt are so delicious.

Chu Lingxuan smiled and said, Okay, let's eat wontons.

Chen Afu asked Aunt Zeng to go to the kitchen to get busy. Fortunately, there is a small strip of meat left, which is reserved for making buns tomorrow. There are no refrigerators in this world, so except for cured meat, we generally don’t buy extra meat to store.

There was still chicken soup in the pot, and Chunyue was asked to go to the backyard of Luyuan to pull a few chives.

There is no place to grow vegetables in Fuyuan. Almost all the vegetable plots in Luyuan's backyard are planted with watermelons, leaving only a small ridge for chives. To eat vegetables, they still go to the vegetable plot at the entrance of the village to pick them.

In a short time, a large bowl of wontons with chicken sauce was ready. Add a few chopped green onions and the aroma spread far and wide.

Chu Lingxuan had already sat down at the table in the restaurant, and his two children were sitting with him.

Chen Afu walked up to Chu Lingxuan, held the wontons on the tray in front of him, and said with a smile, Master Chu, please.

Even though the wontons had a strong aroma, Chu Lingxuan could still distinguish the special aroma that seemed to be present on Chen Afu. This was something he felt only after coming into contact with Chen Afu many times. Although the fragrance is almost inaudible, it is beautiful and quiet. It smells better than the most fragrant flowers or perfume in the world. He hadn't smelled this fragrance for more than twenty days, and he thought about it terribly. Just as he took a deep breath, she put the bowl down and left, and the fragrance dissipated.

The lavender figure has taken off the heavy cotton robe and looks even more graceful and light. She went to the yard and continued to sit there pruning the roses. The sunset was even more intense at this time, dyeing her beautiful and plain face with a layer of rouge. She was as beautiful as a fairy in the moon palace.

Chu Lingxuan was stunned.

Dabao on the side reminded, Uncle Chu, aren't you hungry? Why don't you eat wontons?

Thank you all for your concern and support, and thank you to Diudiu Jianjian for the 10,000 starting coins. When Qingquan was making dinner on the 22nd, he suddenly felt dizzy and vomited violently. He quickly went to bed and lay down. Later, it became more and more serious. I was as dizzy as if I was riding a rolling train, but I was very conscious. This was the first time in my life that I felt so uncomfortable. I felt like I might die. After writing time-travel novels for a long time, I have always felt that death is not that scary. But when I actually faced it, I became scared again. It's not that I'm afraid of death, it's that I have too many worries. I worry about my daughter, husband, and parents. The people I think about next are not my relatives and friends, but my readers. I'm thinking that I haven't told a third of this story yet, and there are still too many unknowns that I haven't explained clearly to the readers. The novel suddenly stopped updating and the author disappeared inexplicably. My readers will also miss me, right? Really, I can’t let go of my concern. After the CT scan, the doctor said there was no bleeding in my head. Although it was still very painful and uncomfortable, I knew I probably wouldn't die and felt relieved. After a series of examinations, treatments, injections, and infusions... the dizziness was finally cured, and my eyes were able to open. In the end, the doctor diagnosed that there was no major problem, but that the dizziness was caused by sitting at the desk for too long, insufficient blood supply to the brain, hot weather, poor physical fitness, lack of exercise, etc. Qingquan, who doesn't like to exercise, has made up his mind to practice yoga to see if he can stick to it. Dear friends, exercise more and cherish life.