My Happy Daily Life After Being Reborn
Chapter 91 - 16 Planting Vegetables_2

Chapter 91: Chapter 16 Planting Vegetables_2

Shen Chi furrowed his brows, looked down at the bun in his hand, and suddenly tore off a chunk with the meat filling, stuffing it into Lin Xiaoguai’s mouth. "Try this; it’s delicious."

Lin Xiaoguai’s mouth was blocked, and it took her a lot of effort to swallow the sizable bite of the bun, which left her somewhat angry.

Realizing his mistake, Shen Chi paused, then quickly brought the rice soup to her lips, saying, "Drink some quickly."

Lin Xiaoguai took a few sips with her head down, feeling the discomfort that had been stuck in her throat fade a bit, and glared at Shen Chi, saying irritably, "You should just focus on eating yourself."

Shen Chi felt a bit disheartened—it was meant to please Wanwan...

Eventually, Shen Chi ate all the meat buns, along with two Three-Delights buns and more than half of the red bean bun left by Little Niangao.

"Later, return the bowl to Jiang Wei’s house and pack these two buns in it as a reciprocal gesture for the fried rice sticks from yesterday," Lin Xiaoguai said, taking out the bowl from the previous day and placing the two remaining red bean buns inside.

It wasn’t that she was being stingy. If it were the twenty-first century, giving out red bean buns left over from one’s meal to others would naturally seem inappropriate, but at that time, though red beans weren’t as rare as meat, they were still a decent gift to offer.

Besides, between neighbors, the cost didn’t matter as much; it was the thought that counted.

Shen Chi didn’t see anything wrong, put on his military uniform, took the buns, and said, "I definitely won’t be able to come home for lunch; you don’t have to wait for me."

Lin Xiaoguai nodded, and Shen Chi bent down to kiss Little Niangao on the face, "Son, daddy is going to work."

Little Niangao very cooperatively made some noises. During this time, while the relationship between Shen Chi and Lin Xiaoguai as a couple couldn’t be said to be perfect, his relationship with his son was advancing leaps and bounds.

"Remember, Little Niangao woke up early today, make sure he naps a little longer." After a quick instruction, Shen Chi left through the door.

Lin Xiaoguai shook her head and sighed behind him; she didn’t intend to let her son sleep in anymore. The child’s energy had been increasing recently, waking up late in the mornings, refusing to nap at noon, making it quite exhausting. It took a lot of effort to even get him out of bed in the mornings, so she planned to take this opportunity to change his reluctance to take midday naps.

With Shen Chi away, Lin Xiaoguai planned not only to sew some clothes for the two of them but also to arrange the house again.

Although it had been roughly set up before, some finer details had yet to be addressed.

Among the four rooms, the largest master bedroom was naturally for her and Shen Chi. Little Niangao was still young, they only planned to live there for two years, so setting up his room wasn’t considered necessary, but they could arrange a playroom for him. The remaining two rooms—one she planned to turn into a study, and the last naturally would be a guest room.

At this time, wooden flooring had not yet become popular; not just the living room, but all rooms had tiled floors, and Lin Xiaoguai was somewhat dissatisfied with this because those tiles were neither polished nor glazed; they hardly prevented slipping, and it was easy to fall if they got wet.

For her son’s safety, she reluctantly bought a lot of carpet from the exchange store to cover the entire house, which would also make it easier for Little Niangao to move around.

The playroom was filled with toys that Little Niangao liked, and also had cute little pillows and blankets for him to rest when he was tired of playing, with walls covered in colorful cartoon patterns of little stars and moons.

Setting up the study wasn’t as complicated as the playroom. Lin Xiaoguai bought a large desk and a row of bookshelves from the exchange store, leaving the rest to be slowly acquired over time.

The guest room was even simpler; the bed was ready, and if any guest came to stay, they only needed to lay out the bedding.

Suddenly, the doorbell rang. Lin Xiaoguai paused, opened the door, and there stood Wu Ermei.

"Sister-in-law Er Mei? Please come in and sit." She welcomed her into the house.

Seeing Lin about to make tea, Wu Ermei quickly intervened, "No need, Lin, I don’t like that bitter leaf; just a glass of plain water will do."

Seeing that she wasn’t just being polite, Lin Xiaoguai poured a glass of warm water for her, sat down, and asked, "Is there anything you need, Sister-in-law Er Mei?"

"This morning, didn’t your family send over some red bean buns? The kids at home loved them, and I came to thank you," Wu Ermei smiled and added, "Also, I wanted to ask if you were interested in farming."

"Farming?" Lin Xiaoguai was puzzled.

"It’s like this, there’s a plot of preparatory land lying empty in the northwest corner of the guard area. A couple of years ago, someone reported to the higher-ups wanting to farm it, and after some consideration, they agreed, only demanding that if the higher-ups ever needed the land back, there should be no fuss or demands for compensation," Wu Ermei explained as she sipped her water. "So anyone living in the Military Family Area can open up a small plot there, about one fen in size, which should be enough to grow some vegetables for personal consumption."

"I’d rather not," replied Lin Xiaoguai as Wu Ermei looked somewhat disapproving. Lin Xiaoguai smiled and said, "My son isn’t even a year old yet, and from what my husband Shen Chi tells me, it seems quite far. I don’t have that much time to spare, and for planting vegetables, it’s not necessary to go that far; setting up a frame filled with soil on the balcony to grow some should be enough for our family of three."

In those days, organic manure was used for gardening—the thought of going to the fields to pick up manure and water the plants was something she definitely couldn’t handle.

As for setting up a farm on the balcony, she was experienced in her past life since nearly every household in the old city area did it. Her experience was incredibly rich, and with the aid of the "space," it was even easier.

"Is that possible?" Wu Ermei was taken aback and hesitant, "Does it work?"

With two sons who were now in kindergarten, she had plenty of tasks to handle too. If it weren’t for saving on vegetable expenses, she wouldn’t opt to travel a long distance every day to work on the land.

Seeing her interest, Lin Xiaoguai suggested, "How about I start first, and if it works, Sister-in-law can join in later?"