Era Space: The darling of the rough man is sweet and flirtatious

Chapter 222 Farewell Before the Grave
Lin Yuzhu wrote a planning plan, took out some of the various desserts stored in the space, and prepared for Xiao Dongming to take them back and sell them.

These ingredients are made from the raw materials produced in the space, and Tata helped her out when she had nothing to do.

There are a lot of labor tasks and housework in the production team, and the time Ersao Song can spare is only enough to meet Wang Jinfeng's growing demand for supplies.

As for Xiao Dongming, she is self-aware, so she doesn't inquire about how much she earns.

Lin Yuzhu took a clean basket and laid out a layer of packed desserts and a layer of straw, and put the plan in it.

In addition, a few catties of desserts were packed in a cloth bag, and some mountain products, chili sauce, side dishes, and a bag of eggs were added as a return gift to Xiao Dongming.

Xiao Dongming put Fang Shuhui's finished children's clothes into the big bag, full of fighting spirit.

After resting for so long, it's time to earn money!
Things were hung up on the bicycle one by one, and Lin Yuzhu and Lin Yulan helped to tie the baskets to the back seat.

"Then I'll go back first!" He leaned on his bicycle and smiled brightly at the Lin family's mother and daughter.

"Be careful on the road, come over to be a guest when you have time." Lin Yuzhu stood at the door of the main room smiling and waving.

Lin Yulan stepped forward to help him straighten his collar, patted him on the shoulder, and pouted, "I'm about to get busy here, if you're really busy, don't keep thinking about running to my house, just think about me once a day gone."

Xiao Dongming looked at her with a gentle smile, stretched out his hand to grab her hand, leaned over and said in a low voice: "One time may not be enough, I should think about it hundreds or thousands of times."

"Okay." She kissed him hard on the lips, "I will miss you too!"

"You...cough..." Xiao Dongming's face instantly became hot, and he didn't dare to glance over at the main room, "I, I'm leaving..."

Lin Yuzhu hugged Fang Shuhui and watched with a complicated expression on her family's idiot kissing her sweetheart goodbye at the gate, causing her to get on the car and run away as if she was fleeing.

Thank goodness no one else passed her door.

Otherwise, it will be a large-scale social death battlefield.

The setting sun sinks from the top of the mountain little by little, and people who are busy outside are returning home one after another.

One large and one small figures moved slowly on the mountain path.

A big cloth bag collapsed on Xia Mingzhen's shoulders, and she walked over a small hurdle with her daughter on her back, stopped to catch her breath, and continued walking.

The mountain wind blew the sweat-wet hair on her forehead, and Wenwen lay obediently on her back, her black jewel-like crystal clear eyes followed the birds jumping in the forest, and she held a bouquet of fresh yellow and white wildflowers in her small hand.

The tomb was built halfway up the mountain, and I came to worship during the Ching Ming Festival. About two months ago, the vigorous weeds on both sides of the path grew quickly.

Xia Mingzhen held a sickle in her hand, supported her daughter in one hand, and carefully chopped off the thorny branches and leaves that protruded into the middle of the road.

When she was a girl, she couldn't carry her shoulders or hands. After marriage, her husband and in-laws tried their best to accommodate her, and she never let her do the heavy work at home.

Her strength increased as her daughter grew up, every day and night without her husband.

Wenwen was placed on the ground, and she stepped forward with her calves, and placed the bouquet in front of the tombstone.

"Father, I'm coming to see you again~"

She squatted there obediently, looking up at her mother wielding a sickle to clean up the weeds beside her.

With his little hand, he grabbed the military kettle on his waist, unscrewed the lid, took two sips, and looked around.

There is no sadness in the eyes, full of novelty.

She knew there was Dad in the little arched door, but she couldn't remember what he looked like.

On the way here, Mother told her that there were other people's fathers in those small arches like this one.

Her father was the same as other people's fathers. He was too tired and fell asleep. He was put into a big black wooden box and would rest in the mountains for many, many years.

Xia Mingzhen cleaned up the weeds around the tomb, and crystal sweat dripped down her cheeks and onto her front.

She took out a stack of straw paper from the big cloth bag, struck a match, and the flame licked the yellow straw paper and burned it quickly.

Put them one by one and burn them to ashes.

The light of the fire and the afterglow of the setting sun turned her face red, revealing the sadness and longing in her eyes.

There is a person in everyone's heart who can't forget.

When you are in love, you always think that they will have a long future, and many days when you can meet without reason.

Only later did I realize that a very common parting turned out to be a farewell.

There is no reason at all about fate, and it doesn't leave room for people.

"The medical station is not busy this afternoon. I greeted Uncle Jiu and brought Wenwen to see you."

She put a piece of toilet paper into the dying ashes, her eyes were gentle.

"A lot of things have happened in the past two months. Let me tell you. You must be pleased to hear it. You always said that the children are too thin, and there is only a layer of skin on the ribs. It would be great if they could eat enough .”

As she was talking, she spread the big cloth on the ground, put her daughter on it and sat down, holding her little hand.

As usual, the tone was calm and unhurried, as if the opposite was not a cold tombstone, but a face-to-face gossip.

"You said that the children are suffering too much, so you always put a handful of candy in your pocket, even if you know that some children are not afraid of pain, you will still give a candy when they make a fuss."

Thinking of the past, she smiled lightly, held her daughter's little hand and brought it to her lips to kiss her.

She was old that year, and when he saw her crying while hugging her hand cut by the farm tools, he also grabbed two candies from her pocket and gave her to comfort her in a warm voice.

Thinking about it now, I am still grateful and excited.

"I saw those rice fields on the way here, and they are much taller and stronger than in previous years. The ears of rice are also longer than in previous years, and they have begun to fill. I think we can harvest a lot of rice in the summer harvest."

"Right now, all the production teams in Hongxingqiao are learning from the third team. Captain Song and his wife are really good. I believe that in the near future, they will realize what you expect one by one. The children are fed and clothed warmly." When I grow up, go out of the mountains and see the outside world."

"Team three." She paused for a moment, "I'm here today, and I have something very important to tell you. I, I, promised to the procurement officer of team three."

"He...is a very stupid man." She said lowly, her eyelashes drooping, "He knows that I will always have a place for you in my heart, and he respects me as well as you. He said he understood, He just wants to take over from you to protect me and take care of me and Wenwen."

"He is very stubborn, and he only wants to treat us well, no matter whether I return his feelings or not. Director Wu introduced many outstanding lesbians to him, but he doesn't want them. He said a lot to me today..."

"He is really kind to me and Wenwen. My heart is made of flesh, and I will be moved by him bit by bit. Brother Chongming, I... am going to start a new life..."

A gust of wind blows, and the leaves in the forest rustle, followed by the swaying of the branches and leaves and the sound of footsteps.

Wenwen turned her head to look over, her eyes lit up, and she called out in a milky voice, "Uncle Jinsheng~"

"Why are you here?" Xia Mingzhen wiped away the tears on her face indiscriminately, and smiled softly at him.

He Jinsheng carried a net bag in his hand, walked to the side of the mother and daughter, raised his hand and rubbed Wenwen's little head.

"Go to the medical station to find you. Uncle Jiu said that you are here. You are weak, and you have to take Wenwen back and forth twice. I will come to pick you up."

He solemnly placed three small wine glasses in front of the tombstone, took out the wine bottles and filled them up one by one.

"Brother Chongming, don't worry, I will take good care of them and won't let them be wronged."

(End of this chapter)