novelraw Chapter 95 Jia Hui, do you feel a sense of familiarity with me?
Chapter 95 Jia Hui, do you feel a sense of familiarity with me?
That's alright. The previous batch of rice will be replanted once, around the same time as this batch. This batch might ripen ten days or so later than the previous batch, which means we don't have to rush to harvest them all at the same time, and it gives everyone a break.
Rice is not planted on a large scale; corn is the most widely grown crop, as it has a high yield and is now the staple food for farmers.
Corn matures in the summer, and after the harvest, you can plant potatoes and sweet potatoes, which are all good things to fill your stomach.
Wheat isn't grown here; wheat flour has to be bought from the supply and marketing cooperative. Rice is delicious, but no family can afford to eat it every day. The current yield per mu is only about 200 jin, and that's under the condition that there are no major disasters.
The rice in Tong Yuheng's space, irrigated with stream water and some spiritual spring water, only yielded five or six hundred catties per mu, which was far inferior to the high-yield rice cultivated by Grandpa Yuan.
Growing rice solely with the spiritual spring water? Forget it, she couldn't bear to do that. The spiritual spring water isn't inexhaustible; if you use more than the allotted amount each day, it will stop flowing!
I bought five of the same kinds of fruit tree seedlings, and planted one of each kind in my yard, so that I'll have something to eat when I have fruit in the future.
In addition, the rice seedlings need to be cultivated in a plot of land in my backyard. I need to dig a deep hole, fill it with water, and soak the rice seeds in pesticide to prevent pests. I'll have a lot of work to do these next few days.
As soon as Liu Fengyi entered the house, he put the rice seeds inside and then went to the yard to dig holes. Following his eldest daughter's instructions, he planted jujube trees on one side and peach trees on the other between the two vegetable plots in the front yard, and planted the remaining apricot, pear, and plum trees in the back yard.
Tong Jiahui felt it wasn't right to order him around like that, so she quickly told him to come inside and eat first. This man had been injured before the New Year, so he couldn't do such heavy work; who would be responsible if he got too tired?
The east room had been tidied up, and the round table in the living room was there, its tiny scratches familiar to him. Liu Fengyi washed his hands and came in, naturally sitting in his original spot, gently stroking the little figure that Xiao Qi had mischievously drawn on it with a ballpoint pen.
Tong Jiahui paused for a moment, then didn't go to her original seat. She felt a little uncomfortable being so close to a strange man who was almost the same age as her, so she let Tong Yuheng sit there, while she sat in Xiao Qi's original seat.
Liu Fengyi looked at Tong Yuheng, his eyes conveying the message: See, your mother still cares about this different appearance. Should I confront her today?
Tong Yuheng tilted his head and glanced at him sideways, then shrugged, as if to say: You figure it out, solve your own problems!
Liu Fengyi (Tong Linsheng) has a bit of a feeling of being close to home but is also apprehensive. He misses and worries about his wife when they are apart, but when he sees her, he doesn't know how to talk to her.
His soul has now merged into this body, and he can no longer float around like before, constantly following either of the mother and daughter to understand their actions and thoughts. Without joining this family, there's only so much he can do to help.
Tong Jiahui watched the two exchanging knowing glances, and that familiar feeling returned! It was always like this whenever her husband and eldest daughter were hiding something from her. Why was he so familiar with Yuheng? This feeling was so similar to the silent exchanges between father and daughter from before.
Liu Fengyi was supposed to leave after dinner, but he still took a shovel and went to the backyard to dig a breeding pond. Tong Yuheng turned on the light behind the house and didn't stop him. His father had fully recovered, so let him do what he wanted. It was time for him to take care of the family.
Liu Fengyi didn't stop working until around nine o'clock. Tong Yuheng took the initiative to invite him to stay, saying, "Uncle Liu, it's too late today, why don't you stay here? There's a bed and bedding in the bedroom here. If you're worried about staying late, you can get up at five o'clock tomorrow morning. We'll get up at five to practice our skills, so it won't disturb us."
Liu Fengyi knew they practiced their martial arts early in the morning. When he was around, he used to get them up at six o'clock. Sometimes, if Xiao Liu or Xiao Qi slacked off, he'd let them miss a few times. Now they were up at five, and even Xiao Qi could keep it up—the environment really does toughen people up!
"Is this alright?" He glanced at Tong Jiahui, whose eyes clearly showed refusal, but since her daughter had spoken, she couldn't object. They had even delivered rice seeds and seedlings and done so much work for them.
"Then stay in the east room, we're all staying in the west room!" Tong Jiahui forced a smile and went into the west room to get a new towel, cup, and toothbrush. This was their courtesy when entertaining guests.
That night, Liu Fengyi lay alone in the small bedroom, suffering from insomnia just like Tong Jiahui. Tong Jiahui was confused by the feeling of familiarity, while he didn't know how to break the silence.
The next day, when the daughters woke up, Liu Fengyi had already gotten ready. Tong Jiahui had actually gotten up; she usually prepared dinner, but she hadn't today. She fell asleep just before dawn, and the girls didn't want to wake her, so they all tiptoed out to exercise.
Seeing Liu Fengyi preparing breakfast, they remained silent. Their second sister led them to the woods behind the house to practice their martial arts. Tong Yuheng took over the cooking duties, gesturing towards the west room, suggesting he take this opportunity to confront his mother.
"Mom, Uncle Liu is about to leave!" Tong Yuheng called out, and Tong Jiahui immediately responded. She finished getting ready and came out in a few minutes.
"Jiahui, I have something to tell you! Shall we go to the east room?" Liu Fengyi finally made up his mind and laid his cards on the table!
"Huh? What did you say?" Tong Jiahui was a little confused. She had always felt that Liu Fengyi wanted to talk to her alone, but she was afraid that he had other intentions, so she deliberately kept her distance from him.
"Mom, Uncle Liu must have something very important to say. Listen, I'll have breakfast!"
Tong Yuheng definitely has to help his dad out. With his constant procrastination, when will he finally be able to marry his mom and rightfully protect his sisters?
Tong Jiahui and Liu Fengyi entered the east room and sat down at the table. Liu Fengyi spoke first, "Jiahui, don't you feel a sense of familiarity towards me?"
"Comrade Liu, just say what you want to say. I don't think we need to beat around the bush." Tong Jiahui decided that if this man said he wanted to marry her, she would refuse him very clearly.
"Some unbelievable things have happened to me. I'm not the Liu Fengyi I used to be. I'm your husband—Tong Linsheng!"
"What did you say?! Are you crazy?" Tong Jiahui was so shocked by these words that she could hardly sit up. "How is this possible? This is impossible!" But what was this strange sense of familiarity?
Tong Jiahui now doesn't know whether she hopes what he said is true or false!
She stared wide-eyed at the man in front of her: he wasn't as handsome as her husband, but he was a few centimeters taller, and his face shape, nose, eyes, and mouth were completely different from his original one!
But looking into her eyes, it seemed to still be the same old look: affection, appreciation, tenderness, and doting...