Chapter 49 Do You Dislike Drinking It
Wu Xiyuan nodded his head and answered straightforwardly, "Yes, I made it!"
Su Jiuyue really loved this bunny and sincerely praised him, "Xiyuan, you're great!"
Being praised, Wu Xiyuan showed a big smile, "Honey, I love you best! As long as you love it, I could even make it for you every day!"
Before, other people didn't like to play with Wu Xiyuan and thought he was a fool. Even his mother was always worried that he could not succeed in anything. Only his wife Su Jiuyue always thought Wu Xiyuan was very good.
"Sweetie! I found a rat hole over there! Let's dig it out!"
Su Jiuyue was a bit afraid of rats, but rat hole was indeed a good thing where the grain rats hided could exceed 5 kilograms. If being eked out, the grain can support the whole family to survive in winter. It is said that in the past famine years, someone survived by digging much grain out of rat holes.
Seeing her hesitation, Wu Xiyuan's eyes rolled as if he knew something. Suddenly he leaned his face in order to face her directly. Wide-eyed, he blinked twice, then he asked, "Sweetie, are you afraid?"
Su Jiuyue didn't expect her thought could be discovered by Wu Xiyuan, so she felt a bit embarrassed, her sight dodging, but she still appeared to be stern outwardly, "Who... who is afraid?"
Then Wu Xiyuan cheerfully took her hand and said, "Well, let's go!"
"But how do you know there's a rat hole?"
"I just heard two rats talking."
Su Jiuyue thought just because of talking noise that pushed you into digging their home?
But on second thought, she believed that these rats' grain was originally stolen from the people, and there was nothing wrong with them taking it back.
"When those two big villains were driven away, you were watching carefully. I was knitting a bunny beside you. There happened to be two rats talking under the wall, and I heard it."
When Wu Xiyuan and Su Jiuyue were talking, they did not deliberately lower their voices, and occasionally some people heard it, reckoning it was just a fool's joke, but they did not know that what Wu Xiyuan said was true.
The rat hole was not easy to find, if it weren't for Wu Xiyuan squatting on the side of the road and "asking" a few bugs, they might not be able to find it.
The field mouse's home was right on the edge of the field. They dug deep with their small shovels that were usually used to dig wild vegetables. Finally, they found a little grain in the hole.
Such scene was seen by other villagers and it was the first time that people realized that they could search food in this way.
For a time, the women and children who had originally gone to the mountains to dig wild vegetables did not go anymore, and everyone began to dig rat holes in the fields one after another. The flat fields were heavily damaged later, riddled with a thousand holes.
What the worse was few people could really dig grain out of the rat holes.
The day was getting colder and colder. On the evening of one day, the long-lost heavy snow set in.
Large flakes of snow began swiftly to fall, blanketing the whole Xia Yang Village in a moment as if in an instant, the world was covered with a vast expanse of whiteness.
Su Jiuyue had been afraid of the cold since she was a child. Putting on a padded jacket made by her mother-in-law, she still felt cold even sitting on the hot kang.
Wu Xiyuan stood by the bed, holding a bowl in his hand and handed it to her. "Mom said it's snowing outside, so she asked the eldest sister-in-law to make some ginger soup that would ward off the cold. This bowl of soup is yours."
Since childhood, Su Jiuyue didn't like the taste of onion, ginger and garlic. Because her family lived in poor, almost all of these they had grown were in exchange for money. Anyway, she didn't eat a bite.
When Su Jiuyue saw the ginger soup in front of her, her little face scrunched up, full of resistance.
Wu Xiyuan sensed it and glanced out of the window, then quietly approached Su Jiuyue's ear and whispered, "Honey, do you dislike drinking it?"