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But the efficiency with which Cao Shujie and Cheng Xiaolin went out to do things this time exceeded Wang Yuelan's expectations.

At noon, Wang Yuelan was feeding her granddaughter, and Cao Shujie and Cheng Xiaolin came back.

When she saw her son and daughter-in-law coming in, Wang Yuelan asked them: "Why are you back so soon? Did you not go to the city?"

Even if you drive there by yourself, it will take more than three hours including the round trip.

"Mom, we don't have anything else to do. We bought a video recorder and some clothes, and then we came back." Cheng Xiaolin said.

While talking, Cheng Xiaolin also played with the new video recorder in her hand: "Mengmeng, do you think this video recorder is beautiful?"

This video recorder is not big. It looks about the size of a pencil case. It has a silver-gray appearance and is very well-made.

Mengmeng shook her head uncooperatively: "It doesn't look good at all."

It’s not a toy I bought for her, it’s just a piece of yarn!

"You're just a little kid, what do you know?" Cheng Xiaolin didn't want to talk to her daughter anymore.

She also muttered: "I originally bought you some delicious snacks, but since you are so uncooperative, forget it and won't give them to you."

When Mengmeng heard this, she quickly changed her tune: "Mom, she looks good."

"So lovely!"

"No, it's too late." Cheng Xiaolin turned sideways, not looking at Mengmeng.

When Mengmeng saw her mother like this, she didn't even eat, so she hugged her mother's thigh and acted coquettishly.

Wang Yuelan watched her daughter-in-law and granddaughter having fun, and she felt helpless.

She thinks her daughter-in-law is pretty good in every aspect, but her temper is like that of a big child sometimes. Why is she so angry with Mengmeng?

Having said that, Cao Shujie was speechless when he looked at his wife's childlike appearance.

He was still carrying a few bags in his hand, and handed two of the handbags to his mother Wang Yuelan: "Mom, these are the clothes Linlin just helped you and my dad choose at the five-star department store in the city. Each of you can take one.

Go back and try to see if it suits you."

"Mom, it's getting cold. The temperature has dropped a bit quickly. It's time for you to put on thick clothes."

"Hey, I still have autumn clothes, why are you buying clothes?"

Wang Yuelan said this, but she still took it, opened the handbag and saw the clothes inside, and praised repeatedly: "It's so beautiful. Even if you didn't tell me, I knew it was Linlin who picked it."

Cheng Xiaolin smiled and narrowed her eyes.

"Mom, go upstairs and try to see if it fits. If it doesn't fit, I'll take the time to change it." Cheng Xiaolin said.

But Wang Yuelan said there was no rush and she would feed Mengmeng and finish her meal first.

But Mengmeng saw that her grandma had new clothes, but she didn't. She was even less willing to eat. She turned to look at her parents: "Mom, where are my new clothes?"

Cheng Xiaolin raised her chin and said, "I didn't buy it for you."

Mengmeng was very unhappy when she heard this: "No, I want new clothes."

"Didn't you say that mom's new video recorder doesn't look good?" Cheng Xiaolin brought up the old story.

Mengmeng is about to cry, why does mom always hold on to such little things?

Really annoying!

"Mom..." Mengmeng said in a long voice: "It looks good, it looks so good. Hurry up and buy me some clothes."

Cao Shujie looked at his daughter's useless look and couldn't stand it. He handed the other small plastic handbag in his hand towards Mengmeng: "Mengmeng, I bought this for you."

"And your grandpa's." Cao Shujie handed the last large paper handbag to his grandpa.

"Grandpa, I bought you a coat. You can wear it after the temperature cools down in a few days."

They bought quite a lot, but Wang Yuelan also found that her son and daughter-in-law had bought new clothes for the whole family, but they had forgotten about them.

"Where are your clothes?" Wang Yuelan also asked them.

Cheng Xiaolin patted the video recorder in her hand: "Mom, I bought this, what other clothes do I need?"

"Besides, Shujie and I can't fit the clothes in our wardrobe, so there's no need to buy them for the time being."

Wang Yuelan thought to herself that your dad and I have closets full of clothes.

Mengmeng didn't care about anything else. After getting new clothes, she ran back to her little seat with her handbag in her arms and sat down. She didn't waste time eating and finished the eggs in the bowl in a short while.

"Mom, I want to take a nap." Mengmeng said.

Today, I was attending music class in kindergarten. Mengmeng was the one who shouted the hardest. There is a word called "hoarse", which probably describes her state at that time.

However, because Mengmeng studied too hard, the music class was not finished at all and ended early due to force majeure.

The music teacher is named Wang Xiaocai, who is from Taodong Village. She also privately asked Li Qiuling to give feedback that cute children were not suitable for music classes.

She told Li Qiuling that if a child is tone-deaf and doesn't sing well, it's okay, but he should not make noise so loudly. She can't even teach Mengmeng who has a loud voice.

After Li Qiuling heard what Wang Xiaocai said, she seriously criticized Wang Xiaocai's idea.

Said she shouldn't go to class with such thoughts.

At the same time, I decisively changed the second half of the music class to a physical education class.

A group of children ran outside to have fun.

Only Mengmeng is still a little confused. She always feels something is wrong. Shouldn't she continue taking music lessons?

"Mom, let me tell you, I performed very well today." Mengmeng lay in her mother's arms, her legs hanging down and swaying on one side, telling her mother about her performance in school.

Hearing Mengmeng say that she would teach them how to sing in the first period in the morning, Cheng Xiaolin felt very sad for the music teacher. She knew exactly what level Mengmeng was!

It’s really hard for her!

…

After autumn, the mornings and evenings become very cool.

The fragrance of osmanthus on the mountain is getting stronger and stronger. Standing at the foot of the mountain, you can smell the fragrance of osmanthus wafting from the mountain.

It really corresponds to the description in the poem "Ode to the Osmanthus".

It is not a human species, it comes from the middle of the moon.

If Guanghan is fragrant, the whole mountain will bloom.

Cao Shujie supported his grandfather and stood at the foot of the mountain, pointed at the mountain and said, "Grandpa, does this sweet-scented osmanthus smell fragrant?"

"You little monkey..."

Before Cao Zhenghu finished speaking, Cao Shujie corrected him: "Grandpa, I am a pig."

Cao Zhenghu took his left hand out of his grandson's arm and slapped his grandson on the back: "Only you can!"

Cao Shujie burst out laughing.

Mengmeng went to school. Cao Shujie usually found it too chaotic when she was with him, but today he felt that the silence was a bit too much. He was not used to it yet.

"Let's go up and have a look." Cao Zhenghu was already walking up the mountain on crutches.

Cao Shujie quickly held his grandfather's left hand and followed him.

The higher you go, the stronger the fragrance of the osmanthus becomes, while the fragrance of the rose tree and other floral fragrances are covered up.

On their way up, many people came here to look at the flowers. When they saw Cao Shujie and his grandfather, they all said hello.

When some people see Cao Shujie, they will ask him if he will sell cattle next month.

When Cao Shujie heard this question, he looked a little dazed. The batch of cattle he bought in October last year was about to be sold again, and a year had passed.

"Sell it, Aunt Yang, don't worry. I'll have to contact the cattle farm to prepare calves for us in advance, and then contact the person who wants to buy the big cows."

"We must not suffer a loss in terms of price," Cao Shujie said.

Yang Suzhen, the middle-aged woman who asked the question, said with a smile: "Shujie, I heard that beef cattle can be sold for 13 yuan per pound now, is that right?"

"Yes, it should be more than 13 yuan, around 13.5 yuan. It mainly depends on the quality of the beef cattle." Cao Shujie explained to Yang Suzhen.

"If they are not grown in good quality, they will not be sold at a high price."

Whether the fattened cattle can be sold at a high price depends on the overall quality of the cattle.

Some cattle look bad at first glance, and cattle dealers are unwilling to buy them even if they are cheaper.

Yang Suzhen nodded and said, "I understand this. Even if you grow thin food and don't lose weight, you won't be able to sell it at a high price."

"Shujie, once this wave of big cattle is sold out, will we start to breed them uniformly?" Yang Suzhen asked.

Her family raised five cows last year, and if nothing else happened, they could make a fortune.

Yang Suzhen and her husband discussed that after selling the five cows, a small amount of money would be left, and the rest would be invested in calves.

They are not stupid. The more calves they buy at this time, the more ‘shares’ they take in the breeding cooperative. After the cattle are sold, the dividends will naturally be larger.

…

Separating themselves from Yang Suzhen and the others, Cao Shujie supported his grandfather and continued walking up the mountain.
To be continued...