Spring comes to the desperate place

Chapter 335 Taking a Name

After three rounds of drinks, Gu Fengyun asked the little guy's name, and Grandpa Song pointed at Zhou Ning with a smile.

"Look, Ning Ge'er hasn't decided on a nickname yet. He'll have to wait until his aunts are registered to think of a full name."

Su Fuqing was a little surprised when he heard this. He didn't expect that the Song family would let their daughter-in-law name the child. Although it was a nickname, it was enough to shock him.

Zhou Ning saw everyone looking at him and smiled awkwardly.

"I haven't been to school much, and I'm afraid the name I choose won't sound nice. What if the child blames me in the future?"

Song Chunsheng got anxious when he heard this: "How dare he! You went through so much hardship when you were born, you should have accepted it no matter what name you were given. How can he have the nerve to blame you?"

Zhou Ning felt so sweet in her heart that her husband was protecting her, and she couldn't suppress the smile on her face. However, she still muttered softly, asking Song Chunsheng to pay more attention. Song Chunsheng didn't care at all, and kept telling Zhou Ning how hard it was to give birth to the child, and kept putting food into his bowl.

Su Fuqing saw this scene, and envy and relief surged in his heart. Fortunately, that thing was not done at the beginning, otherwise his sin would be too great. Looking at Song Chunsheng and Zhou Ning living in harmony, he actually felt a little scared.

Gu Fengyun, who was standing beside him, keenly noticed that he was in a bad mood, put down his chopsticks, and reached out to hold his hand.

The palm of his hand was suddenly wrapped in warmth, and Su Fuqing realized that he almost lost his composure just now. Looking at Gu Fengyun's concerned eyes, he smiled slightly, then shook his head, indicating that he was fine.

The couple stayed at the Song family that night. It was not until Su Fuqing entered their bedroom that he discovered why Gu Fengyun only asked the servants to send them to the door of the Song family. It turned out that the Song family had everything. Not only the rooms for the two brothers, but also the various furnishings in the house were arranged according to Gu Fengyun's preferences. There were also many clothes prepared for him by the Song family in the closet. Gu Fengyun flipped through them and found that the Song family had even prepared clothes for Su Fuqing.

"Here, this is yours. Come, I'll take you to wash up."

Holding Su Fuqing's hand, he came to the modern bathroom. Su Fuqing was very curious about everything in the bathroom. He had visited and used the Song family's public bathroom before. Now when he saw the bathroom hidden in the bedroom, he found that the two were very different.

Gu Fengyun taught Su Fuqing step by step how to use the bathroom. When Su Fuqing came out, his legs were a little weak, but his eyes were bright and he looked at Gu Fengyun expectantly.

"My Lord, can we install a bathroom like this in our house? It would be so convenient."

Gu Fengyun didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He had worked so hard just now, but this person was only thinking about other people's bathroom?

"That won't work. Don't underestimate this small bathroom. There is actually a very long pipe buried underneath that leads directly to a large pool at the back. The land in the capital can't be dug randomly. But if you want, we can make a simpler one that can only be used for bathing, not for toileting. That's fine."

After hearing that it was okay, Su Fuqing immediately smiled happily, dried his hair, and rolled onto the bed. Soon he fell into a deep sleep.

Early the next morning, Gu Fengyun had to rush back to the capital for official business, and Su Fuqing went back with him. Only Gu Fengyue stayed to accompany Song Chunlin for breakfast, and the two walked towards the military camp together.

Song Dazhuang felt a chill in his heart when he saw the two of them being so sticky with each other.

"It's too late to keep a son when he grows up." He shook his head and sighed, feeling that the time for these two to get married was not far away.

In a blink of an eye, it is time to harvest the second crop of rice in autumn. This year, many families in the village have planted a second crop of rice. With the generous help of the Song family, everyone's grain output has increased a lot this year. Every household in the village is full of joy, which is a scene that has never been seen since the drought.

Even the surrounding villages benefited from this. Many people who followed suit had their warehouses filled with grain this year, and their mouths were grinning from ear to ear.

Amidst such a harmonious and joyous atmosphere, the Zhou family quietly fell into mourning. Uncle Zhou died of a serious illness not long after being released from prison. Aunt Zhou also fell ill soon after and passed away along with her husband not long after.

Zhou An, who was also in prison, was so sick that he was just a bag of bones. Doctor Wang tried every possible means to barely keep him alive. However, because two people in the Zhou family died of illness one after another, and seeing that Zhou An was also seriously ill, many people privately said that the two of them might have brought dirt out of the prison, and the eldest son of the Zhou family was most contaminated, so the couple also died.

Faced with this statement, the two elders of the Zhou family were skeptical. When they were holding the funeral for Zhou Ping and his wife, they specially spent a lot of money to invite a master craftsman. The master craftsman was quite capable and said that Zhou Ping and his wife had provoked an existence that should not be provoked, and that was why they were retaliated by that dirty thing. If they were not expelled in time, it might bring disaster to other family members.

When the two elders of the Zhou family heard this, they immediately thought of the seriously ill Zhou An. Their faces suddenly changed and they hurriedly begged the master to help them perform a ritual to expel the evil spirits.

No one knew how the other party was expelled, but the magical thing was that since the old master performed the ritual, Zhou An has actually been getting better. Although he still looks sick, at least he has saved his life.

Song Chunlin found out about it while squatting at the entrance of the village and listening to gossip when chatting with everyone during the New Year. He didn't expect that he had accidentally provided free publicity for the old master, and he was speechless.

When Song Chunxiao came back with the letter, he saw his second brother sitting on the doorstep with a constipated look on his face. He wondered who had caused trouble for his second brother again?

"Brother! There's a letter for you!"

Song Chunlin suddenly looked up: "Whose letter is it? Is it from Baita City?"

"Yes, it's from Baita City. Look, brother, Lao Hou has already sealed it!"

Song Chunlin took the thick letter from his brother's hand and opened it without saying a word. The top few pages were reports written to him by the two brothers of the Fang family. They specifically talked about the profits from the sale of all the grapes and crops this year. Below was this year's account book, which detailed all the expenses for the whole year, including the meals for their family of four, the meals for the workers, and the expenses for entertaining officials from the Ministry of Agriculture. Everything was recorded in the book. Song Chunlin took a quick look and rolled up the account book and went back to his room.

While having dinner in the evening, the family asked a question and Song Chunlin answered honestly.

"Everything is going well. When they came here this year, they said the harvest was good. After they went back, they harvested all the grapes and made a lot of wine. There are also soybeans. The soybean production over there has doubled over the past two years. It seems that the Ministry of Agriculture over there is still very active and obedient."

Grandpa Song was very satisfied: "This is what the Ministry of Agriculture should do. Emperor Shengzu founded the Ministry of Agriculture in the hope that it would help the people increase their production. If the grain production in Dajing was as high as it is now, there would not be a need for the whole village to flee for their lives."

Maybe it's because life is more comfortable now and Grandpa Song doesn't have to go to the fields to work every day. When he has more free time, he likes to reminisce about the past. Usually at this time, people don't interrupt him, but do their own things with their hands, with their ears half-pecked up and just responding occasionally. Grandpa Song will stop by himself when he says he is tired.

It was the same today, except that he had a little listener in his arms. The little guy was warm and holding him in his arms was like holding a hand warmer.