Contentment grows joy

Chapter 34 Returning to the Small Village

After the Spring Festival, the weather is getting warmer.

The vegetation is green and the flowers are fragrant.

Millet and Shen Ziqiang hug each other and walk in the Harmony Park.

Under the same warm sun, in just one winter, the two of them became acquainted from birth.

Now, it's not much different from other Qingwo lovers.

Shen Ziqiang generously took Mili's hand and put his arms around her waist, which was very different from the first time he pinched her sleeve with his thumb and index finger.

Thinking of Shen Ziqiang's notion of infidelity between men and women, Miu Li couldn't help being arrogant and giggled.

The corners of the mouth are slightly raised, which is extremely attractive in the bright spring.

Shen Ziqiang turned his head to look at it from time to time, as if admiring a perfect work of art.

"Well, my wife, the weather is getting warmer. Let's find some time and go back to our hometown to have a look." Shen Ziqiang moved his lips.

"Okay!" Millet let go of Shen Ziqiang's clasped hands, and like a cheerful little squirrel, it hopped away on the stone road covered with grass on both sides.

Although she had gone to university in the northern cities before, she had never been to the rural areas in the north.

For Shen Ziqiang's small village, she has a special sense of intimacy and curiosity.

After all, she is now a little daughter-in-law in that small village.

They set the day to go home on May Day.

7 days of vacation plus 5 days of marriage leave is enough.

Early on, Mili started busy preparing things.

In her bones, there is a traditional part.

There is nothing wrong with a woman running the house and taking care of the housework.

"No need, my mother said, we have everything at home, so we don't need to waste money." Shen Ziqiang looked at the busy figure of Mioli and said thoughtfully.

"Really?" Although Shen Ziqiang said that his mother was easy to get along with, but, after all, he had never met, so he had to double-check everything.

Although she is full of confidence in herself, she is always the first face. As a daughter-in-law, she still wants to make a good impression on her mother-in-law.

The first impression will determine the degree of harmony between two people for a long time to get along.

I don't know who said it, or it was Mili's own thought.

"Really." Shen Ziqiang nodded to her with certainty.

"Oh, by the way, there is something. Mom told me to buy some good candy back home. She said that the stores in the village didn't sell any good candy." Shen Ziqiang added as if remembering something.

"Good."

Millet quickly added a lot of good candy to the shopping cart.

When setting off, Mili packed the trunk full of things.

Most of them are food, local specialties.

The two of them drove the car and galloped all the way, feeling very fond of returning home.

The white car passed through the hills, over the mountains, and finally reached the plain.

"Wow, it's so beautiful!"

Through the window of the car, Millet looked at the boundless sky and blue fields outside, and couldn't help sighing.

Every time he went to a place, Shen Ziqiang would explain all kinds of historical allusions that happened in this place, and he listened with great interest.

"Don't you study science? Why do you still know so many historical allusions, even a liberal arts student like me?"

"When I was young, I often listened to the radio, listened to storytelling, watched operas, and read novels." Shen Ziqiang said.

"Oh!" It turns out that Shen Ziqiang is still a person who has done a lot of things, and Miu Li's feelings for Shen Ziqiang deepened in his heart.

"Hey, by the way, what are our parents' names?"

Under the poplar groves, clusters of small villages loomed. Miu Li felt that she should be arriving at Shen Ziqiang's small village soon, but she didn't know the names of his parents yet.

"Oh, mom's name is Wen Cuizhi, and dad's name is Shen Yuehan." Shen Ziqiang told her loudly.

"What? Cui Zhi? John?" Miu Li couldn't help laughing.

Cui Zhi, there was nothing funny about this name, but when Shen Zhiqiang said it, Miu Li just felt that something was wrong and wanted to laugh.

John, isn't that a foreign name?A rural old man named John?

"In the past, I heard from my grandmother that my mother was originally going to be named Cuihua, but there was a family member in their village who was born two days later than my mother, so they were also named Cuihua. They couldn't say anything, so they had to Changed my mother's name to Cuizhi."

Shen Ziqiang knew what Miu Li was laughing at, so he was not angry and explained to her with a smile.

"Isn't grandpa a teacher? Why didn't you give mom a more meaningful name?" Milia couldn't help being curious.

"Hey, there were a lot of children at that time. Every family had at least five or eight children. How could every child think about their names carefully? Besides, my grandfather was very busy with teaching, so he didn't have time to take care of family affairs." Shen Ziqiang Continue to answer her questions.

"Well, Dad was named by his grandfather. His grandfather believed in Christ, liked to preach, and liked to teach people the Bible. So, after Dad was born, he named him John..."

"Hahaha, it's a good thing your grandfather doesn't believe in Christ, otherwise, you should be called Shen Titus, Shen Noah, hahaha..." Before Shen Ziqiang could finish speaking, Millet laughed with her stomach in her hands.

This family is really interesting.

"I haven't finished yet. Wasn't my grandfather a storyteller later on? He wanted to change it to Shen Qingtian for my dad, but my dad's grandfather refused, hehehe."

Shen Ziqiang himself thought it was quite interesting, so he couldn't help grinning, and laughed with Millet.

"Our parents are very nice!"

After laughing, Shen Ziqiang looked at the flat and straight highway ahead and said.

"Well, I know, trust you."

Millet patted his thigh lightly.

After more than ten hours of setting off from the bustling big city, Millet came to this quiet and tidy small village.

As soon as he entered the village, a group of children surrounded him.

"Uncle, you are back, have you brought my aunt?"

"Xiaoqiang, are you back? Bringing a wife?"

……

A group of people greeted Shen Ziqiang with strong local accents, and kept looking at Millet's face, which was full of joy.

"Middle!" Millet heard the women behind her keep saying this word, she knew it was a compliment to her.

Shen Ziqiang pushed down the car window and greeted them familiarly.

"It's really interesting that you speak your dialect." Millet covered her mouth and smiled secretly.

She has never heard Shen Ziqiang speak their dialect, and occasionally calls home, as long as she is present, he always speaks Mandarin.

Hearing this suddenly, she found it both tasteful and funny.

Seeing this group of enthusiastic and simple farmers who spoke an authentic dialect, Millet was filled with indescribable excitement.

"Shen Ziqiang, I like to be the daughter-in-law of this village!" Millet called Shen Ziqiang's name softly, and said to him firmly.

"I knew you would like it!" Shen Ziqiang smiled confidently.

Even a capable person like Cheng Wanfang said that I have bad eyesight, how can I be wrong?
Passing through the crowd, the car stopped at the entrance of a small alley paved with gravel.

"Sister-in-law!" A huge middle-aged woman with freckles opened the car door and called out affectionately to Mili.

Next to her was a medium-sized, slightly fat, gray-haired, expressionless elderly woman, about 60 years old.

She rubbed her hands together and stood next to the middle-aged woman eagerly and anxiously.

"Honey, this is my sister Shen Ruhua, and this is my mother." Shen Ziqiang pointed to the middle-aged woman and then to the elderly woman.

Millet called "Mom" to the elderly woman, then suppressed the smile in her heart, and called "Ru Hua" to the middle-aged woman.

I was so annoyed that I forgot to ask Shen Ruhua's name.

Ruhua and Shen Ziqiang talked in their hometown dialect, and at the same time, together with Shen Ziqiang, they unloaded things from the car.

"Come on! Sister-in-law, let's go home." Shen Ruhua carried something in one hand and mixed millet with the other.

It had just rained, and the alley was still muddy even though it was paved with gravel.

Mili was wearing floor-length trousers and high heels, no matter what, she couldn't get through alone.

"Ruhua, you come to carry things, I'll get your sister-in-law." Shen Ziqiang handed the things in his hands to Shen Ruhua, and without saying a word, he hugged the millet by the waist.

"Oh, oh, my uncle hugged my aunt, hugged the bride..." behind him, a group of children giggled and coaxed.

Miriam's face was almost red to the neck.

Fortunately, there are only a few steps to go, otherwise, Miu Li will have to meet people with a veil in the future.

"Sit down." Wen Cuizhi pointed to the small bench in the courtyard at Miu Li.

Millet sat down obediently.

Turning around, Wen Cuizhi had already gone to the kitchen.

Suddenly, a rush of drowsiness hit Mili, his eyelids kept fighting, and his head was a little dizzy.

"Honey, what's wrong with you?" Shen Ziqiang asked with concern.

"I don't know why, I was so energetic just now, but suddenly I feel very sleepy." Millet yawned profusely.

"Why don't you go to bed first?"

"Not so good? Didn't you just get home?"

Mili felt impolite.

"It's okay, I'm at home, what are you afraid of, don't get in the way!"

Shen Ziqiang helped Mili onto the new bed specially prepared for them by Wen Cuizhi and Shen Ruhua.

The millet head fell into a deep sleep as soon as it touched the pillow.

(End of this chapter)