Chapter 253

Lin Zhao felt both amused and exasperated.

... She had four little joys!

She walked a few steps toward Seeing Yaobao, half-squatted down, and looked at her with a smile in her eyes, "You won't be pretty if you keep crying."

Hearing this, Seeing Yaobao burst into tears, threw herself into her arms, and cried so aggrievedly.

"Bad! Mommy is bad, woo woo woo."

While crying, her little arms clamped tightly around Lin Zhao's neck. Her little body kept burrowing into her arms.

"Woo woo woo, hug! Hug hug!!" Even while crying, she didn't forget to ask for a hug.

A corner of Lin Zhao's heart collapsed, and she picked up Seeing Yaobao, "It's been a while, why have you become such a little crybaby? Isn't Mommy back now? Stop crying, your face will hurt if you keep crying."

Seeing Yaobao didn't speak, only burying her little face into Lin Zhao's neck, her little legs kicking, wanting to climb up, but she was too small, her arms and legs too short, and she couldn't wrap them around her mother at all.

"I brought you a new hairpin, want to try it?" Lin Zhao rested her hand on her daughter's head, rubbing it gently a few times.

Seeing Yaobao immediately stopped crying, looking at her with wet, bright eyes.

"... Butterfly?" she mumbled, like she had candy in her mouth.

Lin Zhao wiped her daughter's mouth and said with great patience: "Yes, a butterfly one, the butterfly's wings can even flap, our Seeing Yaobao will definitely look good wearing it."

Seeing Yaobao's eyes brightened, "The best looking?"

"... The best looking." Little milk baby, why are your demands so high?

Lin Zhao's gaze was indulgent; perhaps Seeing Yaobao felt a sense of security, she stopped crying completely, raised her fair, tender little face, and made a request: "Wipe wipe~~"

Meaning to wipe her face for her.

"You guys are the only ones who can order me around." Lin Zhao gently pinched her daughter's little nose, resignedly took a handkerchief from her pocket, and wiped Seeing Yaobao's face for her.

Seeing Yaobao wrinkled her nose, and seeing her mother wiping her face, her expression returned to being well-behaved, revealing a sweet smile.

"Mommy, did you buy a gift for Seeing Yaobao?" Gu Hangbao asked.

Without waiting for Lin Zhao to answer, he asked with an urgent tone: "What about the soccer ball for me and brother? Did you buy it?!"

After finishing his words, he pouted his mouth and muttered in a low voice: "We waited for a long time, it's been almost a month. Brother and I haven't had anything to play with."

Gu Mu's mouth twitched upon hearing this.

Nonsense!!

Who is the one running around wild every day?!

Her own grandson, this is her own grandson, beaten to tears by his mother, and she still has to coax him, that's how it is.

Xiang Yubao looked at his younger brother disapprovingly, "Gu Hangbao, a soccer ball is a very difficult thing to get, Mommy also has to find a way, don't rush her."

After finishing his words, he raised his little face and said to Lin Zhao: "Mommy, we're not in a hurry, it's fine to buy it after the New Year."

Mommy was back, he was happy as could be, and he didn't have any calculations in his heart.

"I bought it, it's at home." Speaking of this, Lin Zhao felt a bit guilty.

In fact, the soccer ball had been sitting in the storage ring the whole time, it was just that she hadn't had time to give it to the twins.

"Wow!" Gu Hangbao was so happy he jumped up, half a foot off the ground, pulling his brother and wanting to go home to see the soccer ball.

Xiang Yubao brushed his hand away, "Don't pull me, I'll go see it later."

He just wanted to be with Mommy right now.

Gu Hangbao widened his eyes, his face full of disbelief.

Brother doesn't love him anymore, woo woo?

Xiang Yubao didn't look at his younger brother, his eyes were all on Lin Zhao.

Lin Zhao saw that the four cubs were in good spirits and hadn't lost any weight on their faces, knowing the children hadn't been mistreated, and said a word of thanks to her mother-in-law for her hard work.

Gu Mu waved her hand.

These were her own grandsons, wasn't it expected for her to take care of them?

Old Third's wife was really particular.

However.

Her polite words really made one feel comfortable all over.

Lin Zhao smiled; politeness costs nothing.

She pointed to the sack she had brought, her voice light and slow, "Mother, the sack contains the New Year's gifts I brought, please put them away, I'll take the four cubs back first."

"Alright." Gu Mu didn't stand on ceremony.

Since they had divided the family, it was very normal for sons and daughters-in-law to give New Year's gifts to the elders; it would be the abnormal thing if they didn't.

Gu Fu was in the mushroom room in the backyard and knew nothing about what was happening in the front yard.

When it was time to eat, he didn't see his grandsons and granddaughter and found something wrong, looking at Gu Mu with an inquiring gaze, "Where are Xiang Yubao and the others? Did they go out? Aren't you calling them to eat?"

"Old Third's wife is on vacation and took the four cubs back." Gu Mu explained.

The image of Seeing Yaobao crying aggrievedly surfaced in her mind, and Gu Mu said with some heartache: "It really won't do for little children to be away from their own mother for too long, Seeing Yaobao cried so aggrievedly..."

It wasn't that she hadn't thought about taking the four cubs to the supply and marketing cooperative to see Old Third's wife, but... she was afraid that once the two little ones saw their mother, they would make a scene and not come back.

So she had to give up on the idea.

"What?" Gu Fu stood up abruptly, "Old Third's wife is back?!"

Just as he was saying this, he rushed toward the house.

"Sit down first, no matter what the matter is, talk after eating!" Gu Mu shouted at him.

It wasn't summer now, the food could be kept, she could go heat it up again.

Gu Fu glanced at the old woman's expression and found it was truly not good, not daring to provoke his wife's temper, and sat back down.

"... Eat, let's eat first." He said.

Gu Mu's expression improved.

The old couple began to eat.

After finishing the meal, Gu Fu put down his bowl, hurried toward the house, took a newspaper, and walked with hurried steps to the Third House.

Gu Mu caught a glimpse of his rapidly flashing figure in the kitchen, her brows slightly knitted; he was in such a rush she didn't know what he was doing.

When he was almost at the Third House, Gu Fu ran into the Brigade Leader.

Brigade Leader Ye caught sight of him and remembered the newspaper that had been snatched away, unable to help wanting to prick him with a few words, but thinking that the person who made the newspaper was highly likely to be this guy's daughter-in-law, he swallowed that bitter breath.

"... Going to your Old Third's house?"

Gu Fu saw the new newspaper in the Brigade Leader's hand and guessed that he had the same goal as himself.

"Isn't that nonsense, let's go, let's go together."

He walked in front to lead the way.

Brigade Leader Ye: "..."

So arrogant.

Anyone who didn't know would think it was you who made the newspaper.

He was sour in the back, while Gu Fu stepped into the door of the Third House with wind in his steps.

The twins and Li Bao were playing with a ball in the small courtyard.

They were all finding it fresh and were playing cautiously, afraid of breaking it.

Lin Zhao hadn't been back for nearly a month, but the house was still clean and tidy; the twins swept the floor every day, and Gu Lan also came over every few days to wipe the cabinets and sun the quilts.

The little girl was diligent and grateful, doing things very carefully, even the stove was wiped so there wasn't a speck of dust.

"Old Third's wife..."

Hearing her father-in-law's voice, Lin Zhao paused, wiped her hands dry, and walked out of the kitchen.

"Father." She called out, her expression puzzled.

Gu Fu walked closer, raised the newspaper in his hand, and asked: "Old Third's wife, is this article submitted by you?"

Brigade Leader Ye couldn't restrain his temper and followed up: "This article is about our brigade's mushroom cultivation, the signature on it is Lin Zhao from the county supply and marketing cooperative, is this you?"

He asked nervously: "There isn't a second Lin Zhao in your supply and marketing cooperative, right?!"

If their brigade produced someone who made the newspaper, he, the Brigade Leader, would also have glory on his face; the Brigade Leader didn't want to miss out on such a good thing.

Those eyes were brighter than ever, looking at Lin Zhao expectantly.

Lin Zhao took the newspaper, looked at the article on it, raised an eyebrow, and then smiled.

"It's me."

"I just wrote it for fun, I didn't expect it to be accepted."

These words were just heard by several educated youths who had come to the door.

The expressions of several educated youths became twisted.

Just wrote it for fun?

Then what are they, who wrote seriously and submitted seriously, considered?

A joke?

Thus, pairs of eyes filled with resentment and sourness looked at Lin Zhao.

"?"

Lin Zhao was quite surprised to see the educated youths at the door.

Her gaze was puzzled, "What are you here for?"

A smile appeared on Song Qian's outstanding face; he raised his hand, pointed vaguely at the newspaper in her hand, and said politely: "Because of this."

The same goal as the Brigade Leader and the others.

It's just an article in the newspaper, is its power that great?

The Brigade Leader got the confirmation and smiled until his face was full of wrinkles.

His words were full of praise: "Good! Good!! Our brigade has produced a..."

He wanted to say "literary star," but caught sight of the several educated youths and hurriedly swallowed his words, accidentally biting his tongue, the pain so sharp tears almost sprayed out.

Yet his expression remained very steady.

"Our brigade has produced a culturally talented person who is soaring to the sky."

The twins stopped kicking the ball and gathered around to listen to the adults talk.

The chatterbox Gu Hangbao stepped forward, took the newspaper from Lin Zhao's hand, and like an old cadre, read it seriously.

Xiang Yubao leaned over.

Seeing the name under the article title, his eyes brightened.

"Mommy, it really is you, you're really amazing." He said with an admiring tone.

The little friend had previously heard his grandfather say that making the newspaper was a very difficult thing.

Gu Hangbao put his hands on his hips, "Mommy, you didn't tell us, when Grandpa asked me and brother, we didn't know anything."

"Put your hands down." Lin Zhao said.

Not learning the good, only learning the bad.

Gu Hangbao obediently put his hands down, revealing a harmless smile, hehehe laughing, "Used to it."

It's conceivable how comfortable and arrogant he had been during this time without his own mother watching.

He probably hadn't done little in the way of acting like a king in the village.

Sometimes thinking about it, it's no wonder that with a personality like Gu Hangbao's, without anyone watching in the original book, he would go down the wrong path.

"... Go kick your ball." Lin Zhao dismissed the few little friends.

Xiang Yubao pulled his younger brother and Li Bao away.

Wen Huaiyuan saw the soccer ball, his tone rose slightly, and he said with some surprise: "Soccer ball?! This is a soccer ball, right?!!"

Good heavens, country cubs have soccer balls now, and at... such a tender age.

He rubbed his eyes, opened them again, and the soccer ball was still there.

Song Qian inexplicably wanted to cover his face.

No other reason, his good friend's appearance was too embarrassing.

"Watch your expression."

Wen Huaiyuan felt his arm ache, his expression twisted.

He had a bit of a reputation to maintain, restrained his ferocious expression, and smiled stiffly at the Gu family twins.

"Good, soccer ball is good, have fun."

The three treasures felt the educated youths from the city were really strange.

Having received the confirmation, the Brigade Leader left with satisfaction, and not long after, the village loudspeaker sounded.

Gu Qingzhou's voice rang out.

He read the article Lin Zhao wrote in standard, clear Mandarin.

There were few culturally talented people in the village, only a few could be pulled out, and the Brigade Leader found the most awesome one as soon as he looked.

Listening to the broadcast, Lin Zhao couldn't help but curl her toes.

That's a story for later.

Gu Fu's heart was full of pride, but he didn't show it at all on the surface, appearing very calm, praised Lin Zhao a few dry words, and walked away quickly.

Returning home, he shouted loudly for Gu Mu.

"Old woman, good news, Old Third's wife made the newspaper——!"

Hearing this, Gu Mu slipped on her shoes and walked out quickly.

Lifting the door curtain, she almost collided with the old man.

She couldn't care about getting angry, her speaking speed urgent, "What made the newspaper, what happened to Old Third's wife?!!"

Gu Fu went with the newspaper and came back with the newspaper.

"The article Old Third's wife wrote made the newspaper!"

He was a bit proud, "The article even mentioned me, the old man..."

Gu Mu also knew a few characters, although not many.

She did a lot of needlework when she was young, and as she got older, her eyesight wasn't very good.

"Oh my, I can't see the characters clearly, you read it to me." Gu Mu urged anxiously.

Gu Fu revealed a helpless expression.

You can't see the characters clearly, can I?

Knowing his wife was anxious, he didn't dare to argue, found a bright place, squinted his eyes, and began to read.

"Silver Stars Bloom with Radiance, Collective Production Writes a New Chapter——Harvest Brigade Mushroom Cultivation Achieves a Bumper Harvest"

Just hearing this article title, Gu Mu gave a thumbs up.

It still has to be a culturally talented person, their way of speaking really has a high level.

Gu Fu looked at her and smiled.

Only then did he continue to read loudly.

As Gu Mu listened, a sense of pride naturally arose, a pride in the mushrooms being produced, and also a pride in the article written by her own daughter-in-law making the newspaper.

The article of less than a thousand words was finished by Gu Fu before long.

Gu Mu had a heart full of enthusiasm with nowhere to vent, so she simply took the newspaper from his hand and rushed out in a flurry.

"My newspaper——" Gu Fu shouted anxiously.

"I'll give it to you in a while." Gu Mu replied perfunctorily and disappeared from the courtyard in the blink of an eye.

Gu Fu's face fell; he also wanted to go out and chat.

He muttered gloomily, "Didn't you say your waist hurt? It doesn't hurt now?"

Gu Mu's waist indeed didn't hurt anymore; she now felt no soreness in her waist or legs, and could plow two acres of land in one breath.

Arriving under the big banyan tree in the village, she saw quite a few people chatting, her eyes brightened, and she walked over with a smile.

The smile on her face was overly brilliant.

It immediately attracted the attention of Li Laopo and the others.

"Why are you smiling like this? Is your family adding a new member?" Li Laopo couldn't help but ask.

Gu Mu sat down beside her, didn't sell the suspense, and directly dropped a bombshell.

"My daughter-in-law made the newspaper!!" She said joyfully.

Li Laopo's drooping eyelids suddenly lifted high, "What? Your daughter-in-law made the newspaper? What kind of newspaper did she make? Did she also cut ties with you?"

You couldn't blame her for thinking this way, it was really... the aftereffects left by Gu Xing'er before.

"..."

The chatting and laughing atmosphere suddenly became stagnant.

Everyone looked at Gu Mu with dull eyes.

Sure enough, Gu Mu pulled down her face.

Ready to explode at any time.

Li Laopo realized her words had poked at her old sister's sore spot, an awkwardness appeared on her old face, she smiled sheepishly, poked Gu Mu with her arm, "Are you okay?"

These words were an apology.

Gu Mu couldn't be bothered to argue with her, "What do you think? You just have to bring up the sore spot!" She said with disdain.

Used to it.

Not going to argue with this person.

Because of this, she calmed down.

She said in a calm tone: "My Old Third's wife, the article she wrote made the newspaper!"

Someone noticed the newspaper in her hand belatedly and asked: "Is that what you're holding?"

"What else could it be?" Gu Mu said.

Li Laopo was very supportive, slapped her thigh, "Oh my, Chenghuai's wife is becoming more and more extraordinary! Even those educated youths don't have this ability, the Brigade Leader is going to be so happy now."

Educated youths: "..." They were working honestly and hadn't provoked anyone.

"In the ten miles and eight villages, I've never heard of anyone whose article made the newspaper, Chenghuai's wife is indeed extraordinary."

"What is the article written about? Read it to us." Someone urged.

Gu Mu smiled and said: "It's written about our brigade's mushroom cultivation."

"Growing mushrooms? What's there to write about that." Someone said in confusion.

Gu Mu wasn't happy, saying: "To a culturally talented person, what can't be written? Even a rotten blade of grass can be written into a flower."

She cleared her throat, squinted her eyes, imitated the old man's manner, and read the article.

Gu Fu: Can you see again?