Chapter 1032: Rain
Song Yanling didn’t say a word. Along the way, whenever Wei Kaiyun spoke, it was about his wife, his child.
Why didn’t I meet him a few years earlier? Would I have been the woman people envy?
If it didn’t work out in the past, then in the future, I must give it a try. If it still doesn’t work, then forget it. I’m so wonderful, many people are waiting for my approval.
The next morning, the rain still hadn’t stopped. The train was already slowing down, and it was uncertain when it would arrive at the station.
Wei Kaiyun was becoming a bit irritated. The rain was showing signs of intensifying, which meant the rain at home must be heavy.
Song Yanling looked at Wei Kaiyun’s stern face and still found him very handsome.
However, she didn’t take the initiative to speak to Wei Kaiyun. She had been rejected several times, and she had her temper too.
In the morning, they ate mantou and noodle soup in the dining car. Wei Kaiyun had no appetite at all, didn’t want to eat, so he only had one mantou and a bowl of noodle soup.
"Xiao Wei, there’s no need to be so anxious."
Wei Kaiyun nodded perfunctorily. How wonderful it would be to lie on the kang holding his wife in this weather?
Why bother hanging out with this boring group? It’s just so meaningless.
The next morning, the rain still hadn’t stopped. Zhang Qiu’e cooked cornmeal porridge for breakfast, but she also made egg pancakes with chives, as Jiang Xinyu believed that breakfast must be hearty.
Shi Xian woke up to the smell. He could now sleep all night, which Jiang Xinyu thought was only at nighttime that he behaved.
Now Jiang Xinyu would feed him some rice; mainly, he was too greedy, treating milk as snacks. Not drinking it wasn’t an option, but Jiang Xinyu considered letting him drink formula instead.
The oily egg pancake. This kid ate half a piece. In fact, Shi Xian still wanted more, but his mom wouldn’t let him, giving him a bottle of formula instead.
Today, everyone stayed home except for Old Yang.
Shang Zhenkun took out the chess set, with Shi Jing and Jianbin facing off. Both were taught by Shang Zhenkun himself, and Guodong was no match for them.
Feifei was facing off against Shang Zhenkun. Guodong watched from the side, envious of Feifei, thinking Shi Jing and Jianbin were no match for her.
After watching for a while, he couldn’t stay seated and, after a word with Shang Zhenkun, went to find his wife.
Jing Chu was sitting beside Jiang Xinyu, playing with Shi Xian. This child liked Jing Chu, which Jiang Xinyu thought was because Jing Chu looked attractive.
"Aunt Jiang, we should have vacation time this year, but we brothers only have one month, and it’s not enough time to go back. I asked the comrades at the Zhiqing Office if one of us could take the vacation for both, but they didn’t agree."
"Do you want to go back?"
Jing Chu shook his head, "If we both go back, the whole vacation would be spent traveling. If one could take both vacations, you wouldn’t let me go alone either."
Jiang Xinyu nodded, "As long as you understand. Your dad visited once; if possible, let Guodong take Li Xue back, but you shouldn’t go."
"But I want to go back and take a look." Jing Chu was feeling very downhearted.
"Then see if any freight trains go to the Capital in winter. You can take a train from the Capital to go back. I’ll ask Village Chief Li if you can get an extra month of leave."
"Can that really work?"
"It should, right? If you want to go home, then go home and have a look."
"Aunt Jiang, aren’t you going back to take a look?"
"It’s too far. Shi Xian and Tingting are still young. I’m worried they’d get sick on the way, and besides, I have classes to teach. It’s better not to move around." Actually, Jiang Xinyu had gotten used to a comfortable life and didn’t want to travel anymore.
"All right then, I’ll ask Village Chief Li myself. If he agrees, I figure my brother would want to take my sister-in-law back."
Jiang Xinyu was making shoes for Shi Xian. By next month, he should be walking quite steadily.
"Aunt Jiang, why is Tingting so well-behaved?"
"It’s her personality. If they were all like Shi Xian, I would have nowhere to cry."
Shi Xian, on hearing his mom call his name, showed a flattering smile.
Jing Chu looked at Shi Xian’s expression and laughed heartily. "Aunt Jiang, Shi Xian is just naughty; he’s actually quite cute and obedient."
"Just wait until he grows up. He surely won’t be easy to handle. In the future, let Uncle Wei manage him. I definitely can’t."
Actually, Jiang Xinyu was considering a trip to the Capital to check on a house, but with Han Xiangjun looking after it, she wasn’t too worried.
In Hai City, Wei Kaiyun had made contacts, and everything was fine. Nothing had changed because the house was in the children’s names, and although someone had checked, it eventually led nowhere.
"When will Uncle Wei be back?"
"Should be soon. It’s not something he can decide."
"Shi Xian, do you miss your dad?" Jing Chu teased him.
Shi Xian, holding the Nine Rings, tossed it onto the kang, quickly crawling to Jing Chu’s side and grabbed her hand to stand up.
His eyes were bright, and he suddenly called out "Dad" very clearly.
Jiang Xinyu and Jing Chu were both stunned.
"Aunt Jiang, Shi Xian can talk! He just called Dad!"
Jiang Xinyu rolled her eyes at Shi Xian. Other children usually call out "Mom" first, but of course, he called "Dad" first. It’s really heartbreaking.
"Shi Xian, say Daddy."
"Dad."
Jing Chu cheerfully hugged him, "Shi Xian, say Mom."
But this time, the little guy wouldn’t open his mouth. However, sitting beside them, Tingting suddenly said, "Mom."
Overjoyed, Jiang Xinyu picked up her daughter and kissed her, "Good girl, say it again."
"Mom."
Now Jiang Xinyu felt balanced. Both children were speaking quite early — Shi Jing and Feifei only started after turning one year old, whereas these two started at just over ten months.
Lunch was dumplings filled with napa cabbage, chives, and eggs with dried shrimp.
The whole family knew the two little ones could now call out. Feifei, smiling, sat next to Shi Xian, "When will you call me Sister?"
Shi Xian gave Feifei an ingratiating smile. His fawning manner endeared him greatly to Feifei.
Guodong didn’t come back for lunch, likely eating at Li Yungui’s house, and since it was still raining, no one went to fetch him.
Outside, the rain had considerably lessened, bringing relief to everyone in Li Family Village. But people in other villages were anxious.
The big worry was if the rain continued for days, the wheat would surely sprout.
Wang Shulin sat smoking at the front door. There were fewer than 100 mu of wheat left to harvest. Although not as successful as Li Family Village, it was certainly more than what other villages had managed to collect.
Yet, even for these hundred mu of wheat, they couldn’t be harvested immediately after the rain stopped, which was really troubling.