Jiang Jiayi's grandparents have long heard of Song Xi's name, because Song Xi often gave Jiang Jiayi special products in the mountains in the past.

The two old men also like Song Xi very much, and now that they see that Song Xi is such a beautiful little girl, they like her even more in their hearts.

Song Xi and Qian Xuefen also politely called out to their grandparents, if they didn't follow Jiang Jiayi's shouting, they wouldn't know what to shout.

Jiang Jiayi's grandparents rested for a while, and then started eating, looking at the sumptuous meals on the table, they were relieved to know that Jiang Jiayi's life was not bad.

They are really disgusted with their parents-in-law, that is, Jiang Jiayi's grandparents.

The father-in-law doesn't care about anything, and the mother-in-law covers the sky with one hand.

The granddaughters are almost thirty years old, and they still have to control the whole family and refuse to separate.

Don't look at the in-laws' father-in-law doesn't talk much, he doesn't care about anything, in fact, the dog that doesn't bark is the one who can bite the most, and he gives ideas to his mother-in-law behind his back.

Jiang Jiayi's grandparents were reluctant to have anything to do with them many years ago, so Jiang Jiayi married from their side, and they were very happy.

If you let your father-in-law and mother-in-law arrange it, not only will you open your mouth, but you will also use it to ask for more money from Zhou Ping.

If they don't get the benefits they want from Jiang Jiayi, it is impossible to give up.

Now that Jiang Jiayi is married to Zhou Ping, they don't know where Zhou Ping's family is, even if they really know that Jiang Jiayi is quietly married, they don't want to take advantage.

The people who have stepped into the coffin board have all gone along, why do you want so much money?

Jiang Jiayi's grandparents had lunch and sat for two hours, and then asked Zhou Ping to send them back, because they wanted Zhou Ping to come back early to accompany Jiang Jiayi.

After all, the ox cart is relatively slow, and it takes five or six hours to come back and forth, and it must be dark when Zhou Ping sends them back, and they are afraid that Jiang Jiayi will be afraid at home alone.

After Zhou Ping sent her grandparents away, Jiang Jiayi checked the things her grandparents brought her, and Song Xi sat next to her and watched, after all, it was not her own things, it was not easy to get started, so she watched from the side.

There are two cans of malt milk essence, a packet of brown sugar, two pairs of tiger head shoes, and six sets of small clothes, all of which are lighter in color, and babies are not suitable for wearing too old-fashioned colors.

Soon it will be November, and the konjac and hairy taro planted by Song Xi on the edge of the sandy land can be dug up, and roselle and tribute chrysanthemum can also be picked.

However, Song Xi didn't let the students help with these things, after all, she didn't plant much, and the yield was not much, so she picked it herself and kept it, and didn't plan to share it with others for the time being.

In the evening, after the students went home, Song Xi leaned over to pick the roselle, and she used scissors to cut off the roselle flowers one by one and put them into the bamboo basket.

He Xiachuan hurriedly returned to the educated youth point, and ran back in a hurry.

The afterglow of the setting sun fell on Song Xi's face, and the beauty was incomprehensible.

"Teacher Song." He Xiachuan hesitated for a moment, but still raised his feet and walked over.

"Teacher He, haven't you gone back yet?" Song Xi looked back and saw He Xiachuan walking towards him, he was a little embarrassed for a while, but he hoped He Xiachuan wouldn't think about anything more.

"Teacher Song, my family said that lesbians drinking more brown sugar water is good for their health, so I ......" He Xiachuan embarrassedly took out a bag of brown sugar behind his back and handed it to Song Xi.

Song Xi saw the brown sugar in He Xiachuan's hand, and was a little stunned and confused for a while.

I don't know why he wants to give him brown sugar, and it's not good to refuse directly, after all, the two are colleagues.

Thinking of this, Song Xi pulled Zhou Yi out as a shield, "I'm sorry, my husband will buy these things for me, besides, if I accept gay things for no reason, my husband will definitely be unhappy, so Comrade He should keep it for himself!" After all, this thing is really hard to buy, not to mention expensive, but also a ticket. ”

He Xiachuan let out a soft 'ah' in his heart, he couldn't believe it at all, this young, beautiful and excellent girl in front of him had already married early, and this rural girl had married too early, right?

Why can't we wait?

Song Xi put away the scissors and bamboo basket, stopped picking today, and went home directly.

Song Xi's words are simply a holy decree for Zhou Yi, and this year he didn't need Song Xi to remind him, so he very consciously went to cut back the seeds of the wild grass, sorted it out, and produced a total of 200 catties of wild rice, and left 10 catties of seeds.

So for several nights in a row, Song Xi gave him the ultimate reward.

Zhou Ping is also worried about the persimmons on the mountain, when he went up the mountain with Jiang Jiayi last year to find persimmons, the persimmons were almost frozen on the branches, so this year Zhou Ping called Zhou Yi to go up the mountain to pick persimmons.

The two of them drove to the persimmon tree.

Some persimmons have fallen from the fallen leaves on the ground, and there are still a lot of persimmons left on the high branches.

The two put down the basket, checked the ground first, and found that there was no damage, so they put it in the basket, and then tried to pick the tree.

Although this persimmon is full of fruit, the fruit is only the size of an egg, the number is large, but the weight is small, and one person is divided into a back basket, almost more than 50 catties!

Seeing Zhou Yi come back with a heavy basket, Song Xi asked curiously, "Brother Yi, what are you carrying?" ”

"Persimmons, I just went up the mountain with Zhou Ping to pick them, and after picking a tree, one person got a basket." Zhou Yi put the basket under the eaves, hugged some straw over, and planned to put the persimmons in the jar and stuff them with straw, and then they could be eaten when they were fully ripe.

Seeing this, Song Xi asked puzzledly, "Brother Yi, what are you doing here?" ”

Thinking that the little daughter-in-law might not have eaten persimmons, Zhou Yi explained, "Ripening, so that persimmons can ripen faster, we used to do this." ”

"Brother Yi, you can ripen ten to taste the taste, give me the rest, I'll make persimmon wine, by the way, persimmons are cold fruits, pregnant women can eat them, but they can't eat too much, you go and bring Zhou Ping's persimmons over, and when I rush to the market, I will change some fruits that are good for pregnant women."

"Daughter-in-law, do you still make persimmon wine?" Zhou Yi is not a drinker, let alone an alcoholic, but his daughter-in-law's wine is very delicious, and he likes to have a drink with her when he has nothing to do.

"Yes, you can go and get the persimmons." Song Xi said, he brought a wooden basin, brought a bucket of well water, and began to clean the persimmons, Zhou Yi saw this, hurriedly got up and went to Zhou Ping's house, and soon brought back a whole basket of persimmons.

As soon as Zhou Ping heard that pregnant women couldn't eat more persimmons, he immediately gave all the persimmons to Zhou Yi, and now Jiang Jiayi's belly is big, he doesn't dare to go on any errands.

Song Xi washed the persimmons, controlled the water, put them in a glass bottle, poured pure sorghum wine to soak, and put a drop of spiritual spring water in it.

The persimmons in the two baskets were soaked in a total of twenty bottles of persimmon wine, and they could be drunk as long as they were left for fifteen days.