The daily garden of rebirth

Chapter 51

Gu Zhaoyang was supplemented by Tang Qianhe's non-stop chicken soup, duck soup and fish soup every day, and stewed with chicken, duck and fish, all of which were some precious herbs in the space. In less than three days, his body was completely fine.

With Tang Qianhe's permission, when he was able to get off the bed and walk around, when Gu Zhaoyang fetched water to wash his face, he looked at his face in the iron basin, and obviously felt that it had become rounder.

Gu Zhili followed Gu Zhaoyang like an idiot, staring at his brother without blinking, refusing to move his eyes away.

Ignoring the game of 'I follow you and I will always follow you' played by her two older brothers, Gu Yule was playing in the mud by herself having fun, the little chubby hands were covered with dirt, dirty, and had a fat face It was also covered in mud, and he had a great time playing - just as no one paid attention to him, he played without any restraint.

Tang Qianhe had just returned from the orchard in the back mountain. The cows were pulling a cart full of fresh fruits, and there were even crystal drops of water on them, making them alluring.

When Gu Zhaoyang saw Tang Qianhe came back, he walked towards him, intending to lend a hand and help carry some fruits, but he was stopped: "Xiaoyang, don't move, I'll do it, you are not fully recovered yet."

Gu Zhili nodded vigorously in agreement, pulled Gu Zhaoyang's sleeve, raised his head, and said, "Big brother is right, brother, don't move."

"..." Gu Zhaoyang was very helpless. He reached out and touched the cheek of his second brother who was beside him, and said, "I'm all well now, there's nothing wrong with me."

"That won't work either." Tang Qianhe said with a serious face, very firm.

"Niao Niang~Niao Niang~" While talking, Tang Qianhe found his calf being hugged, looked down, and found that the little baby at home, Gu Yule, was holding his leg with both hands, trying to climb up look.

The child played with muddy hands and the same face. Seeing Gu Yule's appearance, Tang Qianhe quickly picked him up, fetched water from the well, and washed his chubby hands and cheeks.

After finishing this, he turned his head to look at Gu Zhili and Gu Zhaoyang, and asked them: "You two, no one has a look at Lele, why did he get mud all over his body?"

Gu Zhili lowered his head, tied his hands in front of his head, and then said in a low voice, "I was so busy following Brother, I forgot to look at Lele, Big Brother, I'm sorry."

Tang Qianhe felt helpless, touched the face of the little baby in his arms, then looked at Gu Zhili, and said, "Remember to bring Lele next time, you know?"

After finishing speaking, he looked at Gu Zhaoyang again and said, "It's the same with you, Lele is still so young, how can he let him play in the mud."

Gu Zhaoyang listened, nodded, took Gu Yule from Tang Qianhe's arms, and said, "I know, I know, Xiaoqian, don't be angry."

Tang Qianhe shook his head lightly, pinched the cheeks of the three brothers and said, "I'm not angry."

A young man who had been standing aside looked at this scene and said with emotion: "Mr. Tang, you brothers have such a good relationship." The young man who spoke was the man sent by Jiang Zihan to transport the fruit.

As soon as he made a sound, Tang Qianhe remembered that the fruits hadn't been counted yet, so he quickly took out the empty sack, counted three kinds of fruits, and helped the staff move the fruits to the cart.

"Here are the three kinds of fruits Boss Jiang wants, a total of 30 taels of silver." After Tang Qianhe finished speaking, he went into the storage room and took out a small cloth bag with some persimmon cakes in it, handed it to the guy, and said: "Please help me deliver these persimmon cakes to Boss Jiang, and tell him to try something new."

Because there were too many ripe persimmons, there would be a lot of persimmons left after deducting the ones sent to the city for Jiang Zihan every day, so Tang Qianhe thought of a way and simply made the persimmons into persimmon cakes.

The first batch of persimmon cakes have been made, and they are now in the storage room. I just sent some to Jiang Zihan right now, and the others can just be used as snacks for the children. Take a few pieces Put it in a small bag and put it in your pocket, and you can take it out and eat it from time to time. It's sweet and sour, and it's delicious.

This kind of snack is sold in the city, but the workmanship is a bit rough, and the persimmons are not as delicious as those grown by Tang Qian and themselves, so the price is not high. I would still like to buy some for my kids.

Tang Qianhe didn't intend to sell these in the city. After all, a pound of persimmons made into persimmon cakes would not weigh half a pound in total.

Therefore, the first batch of persimmon cakes only add up to twenty or thirty catties. It is not worthwhile to sell them in the city, so I plan to share a share with the children in the village. Ask the village chief to talk about the road construction. These snacks can be distributed to the villagers in the village at that time, so that they can at least calm down when the time comes.

The guy took it, showed his white teeth, and nodded with a smile: "I will pass on Mr. Tang's words to my boss."

Seeing that the guy took it, Tang Qianhe gave him another smaller bag with eight or nine dried persimmons in it, and said with a smile: "Here are some for you, take them and try them too, they're not good things , just do whatever you want.”

The guy didn't expect that he would give it to him, so he was stunned for a while, and then looked at Tang Qianhe with eager eyes, and his whole attitude changed. He took it with both hands, and the smile on his face was even brighter than before. He was so excited that he didn't know how to-

What's more, he knew that the persimmons his boss collected from Mr. Tang cost four Wen persimmons, not to mention that when his boss resold them, the persimmons would not be able to supply for eight Wen!

Usually they can only watch the guests eat, and then drool by themselves.

The guy has finally calmed down his excitement, but his eyes are still very bright: "Mr. Tang, thank you so much, I, if you have anything in the future, I will definitely help you."

Tang Qianhe just smiled when he heard the words.

After the guy finished speaking, he took out another 20 taels of silver bill and ten taels of silver from his pocket, handed it to Tang Qianhe, and said, "This is the silver you said yesterday, because you don't have the specific number, we will The owner simply exchanged only ten taels, and the other 20 taels were still given in silver notes."

Tang Qianhe took the banknote and broken silver, with a smile on his face: "That's enough, please run back and forth these few days, and I may trouble you for a few more days in the future."

"No, no, it won't be troublesome at all to help you transport the fruit." The guy scratched his head, and then said: "Mr. Tang, I'm leaving first, and I will come back tomorrow."

Gu Zhaoyang looked at Tang Qianhe and the guy smiling so softly, it was a little tasteful, and thought to himself, why do you have to smile so beautifully, let others see it!

Thinking about it this way, he hugged Gu Yule who was playing with his hair in his arms, walked to Tang Qianhe, lowered his head, and said dissatisfiedly: "Xiaoqian, why did you give that guy the persimmon cake you made?"

Gu Zhaoyang's height is already half a head taller than Tang Qianhe's, and his body is also much stronger than Tang Qianhe's. His arms are full of tendons, which are hard.

Tang Qianhe turned his head to look at the child next to him, and just met the other's clean eyes, and his eyes fell on Gu Zhaoyang's face again. He actually had the feeling of wanting to blush unconsciously, and his heartbeat seemed to speed up slightly——

Quickly looking away, Tang Qianhe smiled, reached out and patted Gu Zhaoyang's shoulder, did not answer, but asked instead: "Xiaoyang think about it carefully, why should I give it to him?"

Gu Zhaoyang said in his heart that it is always better to have one more friend, but I am not happy, who made that guy stare at you so directly.

But these words could not be uttered, so Gu Zhaoyang pursed his lips and remained silent, with a stubborn appearance.

Seeing that Gu Zhaoyang didn't answer him, Tang Qianhe laughed and said it himself: "Because we will trouble him for many days later, it's always good to have one more friend, isn't it?"

After hearing this, Gu Zhaoyang curled his lips, look, it's not what I thought.

Seeing that Gu Zhaoyang still looked unhappy, Tang Qianhe had no choice but to take out a persimmon cake from Gu Zhili's pocket and feed it into his mouth with his own hands. With a soft tone and a smile in the corner of his eyes, he coaxed softly: "Okay, I will definitely ask for your opinion next time, okay? Xiaoyang, don't be angry, let's have a laugh."

Opening his mouth, Gu Zhaoyang bit the persimmon cake in Tang Qianhe's hand, and stuck out his tongue to lick the two fingers holding the persimmon cake——

Carefully looking at Tang Qianhe's reaction, Gu Zhaoyang noticed that the other party was also blushing, and the corners of his mouth raised, but after doing this, he himself felt very embarrassed, so his ears turned red.

On the other hand, Tang Qianhe felt as if his whole body was electrocuted, and he was stunned. After he realized it, his face flushed. He turned around quickly, left a sentence to go to the room to rest for a while, and then left.

Gu Zhaoyang was left to look at Tang Qianhe's back, smiling so much that his eyes narrowed.

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After lunch, Zhang Mei and Zhang Er brought seven men over, including three middle-aged men and four young men in their twenties.

Those three middle-aged men were some of those who agreed with Zhang Mei and the others to build the road. As for the others, after all these years, those who originally had ideas were also worn out.

When Zhang Mei and Zhang Er brought it up again, they all waited and watched and followed the trend. If the villagers agreed, they had no objections, and if they disagreed, it didn't matter much to them.

As for the four young people, after hearing what Zhang Mei said, they were moved. They were still young and didn't want to be confined to this closed Linshui village for the rest of their lives. It's just that what they knew best was farming, and they had no other skills. What else can you do outside the village?Now Tang Qianhe drew a cake for them, which contained the biggest temptation for them, which made them a little excited and eager to try.

——If there are really such great benefits after the road is repaired, then their lives can be greatly improved without having to leave the village name.

Moreover, they can all afford to marry the girl they fancy.

Seeing that Zhang Mei brought them over, Tang Qianhe boiled water to make tea, and took out the prepared persimmon cakes as refreshments for them.

Zhang Mei looked at the persimmon cakes, took one out of curiosity, and ate it. She had eaten persimmon cakes before, but the taste was not very good. It was always astringent and hard, so she didn't like it. I made this one, but it didn’t feel astringent at all, it was sweet and sour, and the bite was moderately soft and hard, even a little elastic, and the taste was very good.

After eating a persimmon cake, Zhang Mei smiled and praised: "Xiaoqian, your craftsmanship is really good. This persimmon cake is much more delicious than the ones I bought in the city before."

Tang Qian smiled softly and said, "Probably because the persimmons grew well this year."

Zhang Mei knew that he was modest, so she also smiled, said nothing more, and then introduced the seven people she brought with Gu Zhaoyang and Tang Qianhe.

"These three are your Uncle Zhao, Uncle Li, Uncle Wang, and these four are all young fellows in the village. You don't know them, Xiaoqian, right? They are your uncle's eldest son, Li Qing, and you There are two brothers, Li Wanghu, Zhang Song and Zhang Bai."

Then he pointed to Tang Qianhe and said to the four people: "This is Xiaoqian, and you all know each other. What I told you before was all told by Xiaoqian."

Tang Qianhe raised the corners of his mouth and smiled as he sized up the seven people. Seeing that everyone was a bit cautious, he pushed the persimmon cakes towards them again: "Try it, I just made it, I'm going to eat it at home. There is nothing to entertain."

The few people who followed Zhang Mei and the others were a little embarrassed. They were familiar with Gu Zhaoyang and his parents, but they were not familiar with Tang Qianhe. Seeing Tang Qianhe holding something for them to eat, they all shook their heads .

Only one of them, although still cautious, still stretched out his hand, took a piece and tasted it.

The author has something to say: Painting cakes to satisfy hunger:

Gu Zhaoyang: Xiaoqian, why did you draw a big cake for us?

Tang Qianhe: Because you keep complaining that you are hungry.

Gu Zhaoyang: But this cake can’t be eaten==

Tang Qianhe: Good boy, I won't be hungry just looking at it.

Gu Zhaoyang: (⊙o⊙)...

ps: There are bugs to catch 23333 in the afternoon