Chapter 1909: Literary Thoughts
Zou Hanqiu and the others' new play has come to an end and will be finished in a few days, so Ye Qingqing simply waits for them to finish work before setting off. It just so happens that Lu Mo will be free at that time.
Lin Shufang and the old man were also going. That annoying cousin was still living in the Lu family. Lin Shufang did her best to take her around, without letting her spend a penny. It was all Lin Shufang's expense, and she visited all the large and small attractions in Pingjiang. It's almost done, but this woman is still living there shamelessly, not mentioning anything about going home, but always taking the opportunity to talk about the old house, and she hasn't given up yet.
That day, Ye Qingqing went to pick up the torreya, and Lin Shufang called and said that her hometown had delivered it. She had already emptied her inventory of two large bags and wanted to wait until next year.
The woman was also at home, making dumplings with Lin Shufang. Lin Shufang blanched the shepherd's purse she dug in spring and kept it in the refrigerator. When she wanted to eat it, she took it out and thawed it. Although the taste was not as good as freshly picked vegetables, it could satisfy her cravings.
Lin Shufang was very quick with her hands and feet. There were already several rows of fat and white dumplings lying in the dustpan. There were two full dustpans on the side. She could pack more at a time and put them in the refrigerator to keep them for half a month.
"Cousin, please help me and Baosheng. There is really nothing you can do. We will remember your kindness forever, and Dalin will respect you." The woman spared no effort to seduce.
She and Lin Shufang were the only ones at home, so it was a great time.
Lin Shufang smiled slightly, "Da Lin just needs to be filial to you and Baosheng. I have a pension, and A Mo and Qing Qing, so there is no need to trouble Dalin."
Her son is much more promising than her nephew Dalin.
Lin Shufang was very polite about other things, but when it came to Lu Mo, she immediately had a will of steel and would never let anyone say anything bad about her son. She had a son and a daughter-in-law, so why should she expect other people's sons to be filial? Others will definitely say that her son and daughter-in-law are not filial, so they ask her nephew to be filial.
Humph, this cousin really can’t speak.
The woman's smile faltered. She didn't expect Lin Shufang, who was as doughy as dough, to be able to attack others. She was caught off guard for a moment.
Ye Qingqing listened a few words at the door and couldn't help laughing. She knew that Lin Shufang would not be fooled. Lu Mo's words were like an imperial edict to Lin Shufang. This woman wasted her efforts.
"Aunt Fang, I will honor you from now on and sign up a tour group for you so that you can go out every day." Ye Qingqing entered the room, her voice deliberately raised, just for the woman to hear.
Lin Shufang smiled happily, "What fun is there outside? If I can't eat well or sleep well, and it's too expensive, I'll just stay at home."
When A Mo and Qing Qing have a baby, she will be at home taking care of her grandchildren. What's the point of going out to play.
"Let's sign up for a private tour group, which is both comfortable and fun. How about we get an RV and go on a self-driving trip to the border. The scenery there is beautiful. You can go there for as long as you want. If you're not used to it, just make it yourself. , there is a stove on the RV, which is very convenient. ”
Ye Qingqing had a new idea. It was quite fun to go out with the whole family. Lin Shufang's face softened, and Ye Qingqing continued to confuse, "Aunt Fang, didn't you always say that you would go to Tibet in your lifetime? By then we will be in Tibet and Xinjiang Play around a lot, eat roasted whole lamb and drink milk tea.”
Lin Shufang was completely moved. When she was young, she was considered a literary young person. She always had the idea of going to Tibet to worship. However, after getting married and having children, after being busy for decades, her literary and artistic thoughts were completely gone, and she only thought about When Ye Qingqing mentioned food, rice, oil and salt, her little literary heart started to get excited.