My Beloved Super Fierce Wife-Chapter 141 Unpredictable Moves (Additional Update)

His dad had given him an apple before.

The apple was clearly wrinkled and somewhat green, not so red, and definitely not so juicy.

Humph!

Goudan must not want to tell him, so he’s just talking nonsense.

However, if Goudan lets him have a taste, he’ll reluctantly admit it’s an apple.

Goudan, copying his little aunt’s manner, casually glanced at the shaggy-headed boy.

Seeing the boy stare at the apple in his hand with eyes shining, Goudan knew what he was thinking.

"If you don’t believe it, then don’t," Goudan said calmly.

As he spoke, he continued eating with a crunching sound.

The shaggy-headed boy hadn’t expected this reaction.

He was stunned on the spot.

What, what kind of unconventional play is this?

Shouldn’t he be angry and embarrassed, and then let him have a taste?

Goudan didn’t care about what others thought and finished the apple, bite by bite.

Hands sticky.

Fearing he would dirty the book, he wiped the hand that held the apple on his patched-up pants before he felt relieved.

After cleaning up, he glanced at his younger siblings.

Seeing Niuniu was alright, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Sitting to the side, he planned to continue reading.

The shaggy-headed boy, seeing this, sat down beside him.

"Goudan, what are you reading?"

Goudan didn’t even lift his head as he replied, "The comic book my little aunt gave us."

Shaggy-headed boy: "..."

Why didn’t he have an aunt who would buy fruit and books for her nephew?

The young boy looked at Goudan with envy, jealousy, and hatred, practically weeping in his heart.

Goudan sensed it and took a moment to look up at him.

He furrowed his brows, "...Do you want to read it too?"

The boy was shocked, and disbelief colored his tone, "I, I can read it too?"

Goudan was very generous, "Sure, as long as you don’t damage it."

The shaggy-headed boy nodded repeatedly, afraid that Goudan would take back his offer to read together.

"I’ll be careful, I promise not to damage it."

The two boys put their heads together and began to read seriously.

At the same time, in the county.

Lin Fu and Li Jiancai arrived at the commune.

In another month, the wheat in the fields would be ready for harvest.

After harvesting the wheat, it would be time to turn in the public grain.

This was the highlight of the year for all the brigades.

The meeting that was about to begin today was focused on this topic of turning in the public grain.

As Lin Fu and Li Jiancai entered the meeting room, they found that several people seemed to be staring at them, occasionally pointing and whispering.

Lin Fu was taken aback and looked at Li Jiancai.

"...Is there something wrong with me?"

He looked down at his clothes.

Although there were quite a few patches, that wasn’t unusual.

Li Jiancai shook his head, "Nothing’s wrong."

He too was somewhat confused.

Just as Lin Fu was about to ask someone, Yan Sui arrived.

"I apologize for keeping my comrades waiting," he said with a light bow, his voice smooth as jade.

The cadres from the various brigades hurriedly replied that they hadn’t been waiting long and such.

Yan Sui smiled modestly.

"Please take a seat, comrades!"

Everyone sat down.

After sitting down, Yan Sui looked at Lin Fu with an approving gaze.

"The Shuangshan Brigade is doing well!" he praised with a smile.

He hadn’t expected the Shuangshan Brigade, a poor and remote brigade, to have someone featured in the newspaper of the Provincial City.

This was something Yan Sui had never imagined.

Having a capable person from the Shuangshan Brigade featured in the newspaper of the Provincial City was also a feather in his cap.

Impressive!

Lin Fu and Li Jiancai were somewhat baffled upon hearing the Commune Leader’s remarks.

What does that mean?

Why suddenly praise the brigade?

You can’t deny, it’s quite unaccustomed.

Shuangshan Brigade, being near the mountains, has poor soil quality and only average grain yields.

Every year around this time, their countenances are usually not so bright.

Now, receiving praise out of nowhere, besides being confused, it’s a little unnerving.

Yan Sui interjected a comment, said nothing further, and began today’s main topic.

Lin Fu and Li Jiancai exchanged glances.

How exactly is Shuangshan Brigade commendable, do tell!

Internally they were shaking the detestable ’Yan Sui’ violently, but on the surface, both were earnestly listening to the leader’s speech.

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Shuangshan Brigade.

Lin Tang finally had a break to return home, and the Lin Family had plenty to discuss with their daughter (sister).

At noon, with the afternoon work looming, there was hardly enough time to ask everything.

When it was time for the afternoon work, everyone was keen to get home, charged up as if injected with chicken blood.

Their work was exceptionally diligent.

By just after five in the afternoon, the tasks were nearly all done.

With the tasks complete, Lin Lu led his family home.

They had just reached the entrance to the village, covered in dirt, when the postman rode up, ringing his bicycle bell.

Seeing the Lin Family, the young postman halted them.

"Fellow villager, there’s a letter for your family."

He said, pulling a letter from the green postal bag on his bicycle.

Lin Lu, with a puzzled face, took the letter.

Glancing at the envelope, it read: "For Lin Tang to receive, Anping County Red Star Commune Shuangshan Brigade First Production Team."

It was a letter from his daughter! freēwēbηovel.c૦m

Lin Lu signed, thanked the postman Comrade, and tucked the letter into his chest.

Together with Li Xiuli, they headed home with their three sons and two daughters-in-law.

On the way,

Li Xiuli curiously asked, "Where’s the letter from?"

Lin Lu replied, "Provincial City."

Thinking about it, they had not heard her mention the last letter she had received.

And they knew not where it was from.

"Provincial City?" Li Xiuli was surprised, "How does Tangtang have connections with the Provincial City?"

Nobody from the Lin Family was in the Provincial City, so how could there be a letter from there?

Lin Lu didn’t know either and shook his head, "Not sure, but we can ask Tangtang when we get back."

The family hurried home.

Lin Lu and Li Xiuli were concerned about their grandchildren’s mischief at home.

The three brothers of the Lin Family, Lin Qingshan, were preoccupied with the thought of their bicycles at home.

They had wanted to touch it at noon.

But, of course, a bicycle doesn’t hold a candle to the importance of a sister.

After a nap and completing a day’s work, naturally, the bicycle was on their minds again.

Not to mention learning to ride it around, even touching the handlebars would suffice.

The group hadn’t even reached home when they spotted a bunch of kids frolicking not far from the drying yard.

Seeing the children playing energetically, Li Xiuli only reminded Goudan to be careful before leaving them be.

The village kids were all tough and knew where they could and couldn’t go.

The adults weren’t overly authoritative.

Once the Lin Family returned home, Lin Tang had just fixed up the medicine box for spraying the crops.

Upon seeing this, Li Xiuli hurried over, anxiously saying, "Tangtang, why are you messing with this? Go wash your hands right away."

Any residual potency from the pesticides in the medicine box could be dangerous.

That stuff could kill a person!

Lin Tang helplessly replied, "Mom, it’s alright, I’ve rinsed it with water already."

If she remembered correctly, the heavy medicine box, crafted by her father, had only been used a few times at home since her mother found it too cumbersome.

The potency should have dissipated by now.

Li Xiuli, however, didn’t listen and insistently pulled Lin Tang to wash her hands.

"...Still no, quickly go wash, use the soap twice."

A couple of years ago, an old man trying to increase yields died while spraying pesticides in the field.

Since then, whomever it was in the family applying pesticides, she would tirelessly remind them over and over again.