Back to the 60s: The Struggle Career of a Charmed Wife
Chapter 1231: Long Stay at the Old Home 5

Chapter 1231: Chapter 1231: Long Stay at the Old Home 5

Lu’s father did not go to work but took Xibao to visit Grandpa Lu, bringing along two cans of malt essence.

Grandma Lu had grown so old that she could not walk. She sat in a wicker chair at the entrance of the main room, basking in the sun with a small blanket covering her legs and a cane in her hand. She squinted at them with her old, presbyopic eyes for a long time. "Who are you looking for? You look familiar."

Grandpa Lu was literate, and naturally, Grandma Lu was not illiterate either.

Now that she had become muddled with age, no matter the weather outside, Grandma Lu had reverted to the tone of speech from her younger days.

Lu’s father raised his voice and said to her, "Yes, it’s me, Zhiyuan, Lu Zhiyuan! This is my grandson, Xibao! You personally attended the wedding when Ajiang and Qingxue got married!"

Grandma Lu made an "oh" sound, "Xiaobao? Xiaobao? Whose child is Xiaobao?"

"From the Lu Family!" Xibao shouted into her ear.

Grandma Lu made another "oh" sound, "Looking at you, I can tell you’re from our Lu Family, so why ask? Whose little treasure are you? Whose child are you? You’re really charming."

After thinking for a moment, Xibao replied, "From the Jiang Family!"

There were many Lu Families, but in Wanglou Brigade, only his father was called Lu Jiang.

When answering the question, Xibao did not forget to raise his voice.

Before Grandma Lu could recall which one Lu Jiang was, Grandpa Lu emerged from the main room, shaky as if he would fall at any moment. Lu’s father quickly went forward to support him, but he insisted on sitting next to his spouse instead.

There was another wicker chair next to Grandma Lu.

After finally settling down, Grandpa Lu could not wait to wave Xibao over. "Oh wow, my Little Xibao, come here, let your great-grandpa see if you’ve grown taller after a year!"

Xibao approached him, grinning, "Great-grandpa, I have grown taller."

"Mmm, our Xibao will definitely grow to be tall, even taller than your father!" Grandpa Lu’s eyes and brows were smiling. Hearing his spouse repeatedly asking whose child it was, he said annoyed: "I’ve told you a hundred times, it’s Xibao, Xibao from the Lu Jiang family, from the Lu Zhiyuan family, did you hear me?"

His voice was very loud and seemed fierce, but Xibao, who was startled at first, saw Grandpa Lu reach over to pull up the small blanket that was sliding off Grandma Lu’s legs and almost falling to the ground.

Grandma Lu muttered, "Oh, he’s one of ours!"

Lu’s father chuckled, "Exactly, he’s one of our own!" All bearing the surname Lu, from the same family line, aren’t we all family?

Grandpa Lu was pleased to hear this and patted Xibao’s cheek, "Zhiyuan, let Xibao stay here when he comes back, will you? I’ve been telling you Xibao is a lucky star, you just wouldn’t believe it. Didn’t you taste the bitterness last autumn? With a few extra people, we nearly ran out of food. Look, with Xibao back, isn’t the weather great? The wheat is maturing fast, and we might be able to harvest by the end of the month or the beginning of June."

"If it doesn’t rain in the next couple of days, that’s not good. We can’t thresh, and we’ll have to wet the ground with water,"Lu’s father said.

Grandpa Lu became unhappy and looked down at Xibao, "Xibao, do you think it’s going to rain soon?"

Why this question again? Although, it seemed to mean something slightly different this time.

Xibao prodded Grandpa Lu’s tobacco pouch hanging from his cane, watching it sway in the air, "Let it rain, let it rain!"

Everyone was asking him if it would rain, did they all hope for rain? Then he would wait until he had played enough before it rained!

"Mmm, Xibao says it will rain, so it definitely will. But Xibao, one good downpour will do. After the rain, we won’t need to irrigate for threshing. If it keeps raining non-stop, how will we harvest the wheat? Once the wheat is harvested, we’ll plant the next season’s crops. Then we can ask the heavens to be kind and give us a few more showers to water the land, don’t you think that’s right?"

"Right!" Xibao’s voice was loud, and even Grandma Lu heard it.