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Chapter 83.3
If Han Cheng wasn’t smart, he wouldn’t have such intelligent sons like Xiao Doubao and Xiao Doubao. As they got into the car, he asked Su Xiaoxiao, “Is there a portion for Zhuzi?”
Su Xiaoxiao held the hands of Xiao Doubao and used them to clap for Han Cheng. “Our comrade Han Cheng is really clever.”
Han Cheng looked at them through the rearview mirror and smiled indulgently.
There were indeed many supplies. Rice, oil, sugar, and pastries, along with some dried goods like shiitake mushrooms, black fungus, dried scallops, dried shrimp, and dried fish The key point was a small basket of big apples.
If someone were to ask Su Xiaoxiao what she craved the most after getting pregnant, it would definitely be fruits. Fruits here were truly a luxury that money couldn’t buy. Sometimes, as soon as they arrived at the supply and marketing cooperative, the fruits would already be consumed by the staff. Apart from bananas being a bit more available, other fruits were quite scarce. When Su Xiaoxiao was really craving something, she could only wash a tomato and munch on it.
Now, just looking at the apples makes her mouth water. She immediately cut one to share with her family.
After eating their dinner, the family started to pack up. Su Xiaoxiao brought all the apples, and Han Cheng brought back half a box of JingBaJian (the eight-set Beijing-style pastry) from the capital. take them back to her family to taste. Han Cheng also had his share; there were at least three boxes. Su Xiaoxiao packed one box untouched to take back. She could buy some more candy and biscuits in the city.
The cubs were so excited, knowing that they would be going to Su Family Village tomorrow.
Xiao Doubao ran in and out of his parents and brother’s room, but the smile on his face never stopped.
Fantuan and Zhuzi wanted to learn how to prepare their things on their own, so they packed their things themselves. Fantuan asked, “Mom, can I go up the mountain with Xiao Bao to catch a little bird and keep it?”
Su Xiaoxiao felt helpless and said “No, you can’t. It’s best to let wild animals live happily in nature. Besides, you can’t catch them in the winter.”
Zhuzi also asked, “Can we catch tadpoles in the ponds?”
Su Xiaoxiao said, “The water is too cold; you’re not allowed to go down in the pond.”
Fantuan didn’t give up and said, “What about finding bird eggs? Catching field mice? Setting off firecrackers? Exploding cow dung?” [1]It refers to a traditional practice of using dried cow dung as a fuel source for creating small explosions, often for entertainment or celebratory purposes.
Zhuzi added, “Maybe we can catch wild rabbits if we go up the mountain.”
Su Xiaoxiao rubbed her temples, feeling a headache coming on. “My babies, Mom doesn’t really want to go back now.”
Fantuan quickly put down his clothes and came over to give Su Xiaoxiao a back rub. “Mom, I was just asking. If you say we shouldn’t do something, we definitely won’t do it!”
Zhuzi also nodded hard and said, “Aunt Su, we will definitely listen to you.”
Xiao Doubao hugged Su Xiaoxiao’s thigh and looked up at her, saying, “Mommy, I miss Grandma, I miss bwother Xiao Bao~~”
Han Cheng couldn’t bear to watch anymore: “Then quickly pack up your things. We’ll leave early tomorrow.”
Xiao Fantuan quickly brought all his fun toys and prepared to take them to Sujia Village to share with Xiaobao and them.
Han Cheng had already instructed Zhao Xianfeng to send people to feed the chickens and water the vegetable garden every day. They could pick whatever they wanted to eat. Zhao Xianfeng knew he was going back to Su’s village, so he gave him a cigarette and a bottle of wine.
However, Han Cheng declined.
Zhao Xianfeng said: “What kind of son-in-law are you? Even if you don’t smoke or drink, you shouldn’t assume that every man in the world is like you. If your father-in-law doesn’t smoke, he can give it to other people, and with that, he will be proud to have you as his son-in-law. It’s New Year’s, you won’t bring cigarettes and alcohol, and you still have the nerve to visit.”
Han Cheng deeply reflected on himself and found that he indeed fell short compared to Zhao Xianfeng in terms of social interactions and hospitality.
Early the next morning, all the men in the house, including Xiao Doubao, were up and waiting for Su Xiaoxiao to wake up naturally, have breakfast, and head out.
Su Xiaoxiao felt a bit embarrassed when she got up to see the whole family waiting for her, and her movements became swifter.
After eating their breakfast, they checked all the doors and windows at home, and the whole family happily embarked on the road back to Su Xiaoxiao’s maternal home.
Due to the cold weather and their early departure, they reached the city at lunchtime. They could go to the state-owned restaurant to enjoy a bowl of hot dumplings or noodles. Therefore, Su Xiaoxiao didn’t prepare any packed food.
These days, not having to worry about traffic jams makes the journey much more comfortable than dealing with the Spring Festival rush at the train station.
They smoothly arrived in the city where Su’s maternal home was located. It was lunchtime, and as they were on their way to the state-owned restaurant, they passed by a grocery factory. They got out of the car for a bit and bought candies, cookies, and some nuts, keeping some for the kids to eat in the car.
After having lunch, it was just a little past one o’clock, and it was only a few hours’ drive from Su Family Village.
Originally, they had planned to stay overnight at an inn and rest before continuing the journey. However, Su Xiaoxiao didn’t suffer from motion sickness, and Han Cheng wasn’t too tired either. They walked around the city, passed by the black market where they bought a chicken and some pork, rested in the car for a while, and after Han Cheng took a short nap, he decided to continue driving.
Su Xiaoxiao and the children rested in the back seat. The little ones, who were used to taking afternoon naps, were still sound asleep. Su Xiaoxiao also closed her eyes for a while. It’s just that Han Cheng had been driving continuously, which was quite tiring.
In fact, Su Xiaoxiao could drive as well, but she was afraid of scaring Han Cheng, so she didn’t dare ask Han Cheng to let her drive for a while.
Su Xiaoxiao thought of finding an excuse to learn to drive later so they could take turns driving, thus not burdening one person with all the driving.
The Han Family arrived at Sujia Village late in the afternoon, around five o’clock.
In winter, the small village is particularly quiet and peaceful. At this time, there was smoke coming from every household’s chimneys, as everyone was inside waiting for dinner. Someone shouted, “There’s a big car!”
The villagers who heard the shout poked their heads out of their own yards to look at the car.
“Hey, isn’t this the same car that came to pick up Xiaoxiao for her wedding last time? Is she back for the New Year?”
“Most likely, our village rarely sees any cars apart from hers.”
“Although she became a stepmother, she’s living a good life. “
“Who else but a well-off person could drive a big car to bring his wife back to her parents’ home?”
…
Amidst the villagers’ chatter, the big car slowly passed by and soon stopped in front of Old Su’s house.
When the car doors opened, the cubs, who were particularly curious about the small village, couldn’t wait to get out of the car. Before they even entered the house, they were shouting “Grandma! Grandma!” and “Xiao Bao! Xiao Bao!”
Li Yufeng was in the kitchen preparing dinner, while Xiao Bao was in the warm kitchen, sitting at a small table practicing writing. Upon hearing the voices outside, he looked up and locked eyes with Li Yufeng. “Grandma, why does it seem like I hear Fantuan and Zhuzi’s voices?”
Li Yufeng quickly wiped her hands on her apron and walked out excitedly, saying, “It’s not just a feeling; it is Fantuan and Zhuzi’s voices. Your aunt is back!”
As Li Yufeng’s words fell, Xiao Bao threw his pen and ran out like an arrow, running outside…
References
↑1 | It refers to a traditional practice of using dried cow dung as a fuel source for creating small explosions, often for entertainment or celebratory purposes. |
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