Rebirth in Famine: She Thrives by Lucky Space-Chapter 592 Joyful

The three children happily followed the two out of the house.

Old Yang and Shang Zhenkun followed behind the children. Seeing them so excited, Shang Zhenkun sighed, "Xiao Jiang is too strict with the kids."

"It’s understandable. She’s different from ordinary women, she thinks a lot, so she places great importance on the children. Actually, Xiao Wei is the same way, otherwise, he wouldn’t have brought you along."

"I get it, but this way, the two boys will be taught to be timid."

"Let them know that being constrained is also good. Take it slowly; hopefully, Xiao Jiang will come to realize it."

"No matter how capable a woman is, her perspective is still small."

"She’s already quite good. She’s the best I’ve seen. Xiao Wei is lucky. He snagged her early, otherwise, she wouldn’t be his."

"Haha, who wouldn’t agree?’

The two followed the three children strolling through the village.

"Master Shang, Uncle Yang, can we go look at the river? We won’t do anything, just take a look."

"Sure. Let’s go, I’ll take you there," Old Yang replied with a smile.

"A few days ago, the village went fishing, and the three kids wanted to go, but Xiao Jiang turned them down. In the end, Xiao Wei promised them that once he recovered, the two of us would take them fishing with us," Shang Zhenkun said with a laugh.

"Xiao Jiang’s concerns are valid. After all, there would be a lot of people that day, all busy working, and no one would watch over them."

"Actually, we should trust them. I think they understand everything, let them face danger on their own, and they will find solutions."

After walking for about half an hour, they arrived at the river.

"The three of you can go play on the ice with your friends."

Old Yang’s words made the three children cheer.

There were many children on the ice, not all from the same village, but children’s friendships are like love at first sight, very fast indeed.

The boys were playing with spinning tops, while the girls were playing with ice sleds.

The ice surface was filled with laughter and cheer.

Shi Jing and Jianbin accepted the spinning tops handed over by friends, here referred to as spinning ice monkeys.

Shi Jing didn’t succeed the first time, drawing laughter from the children. He didn’t mind and after three tries, he managed to get the spinning ice monkey going, albeit awkwardly.

Shi Jing wasn’t a greedy child. After playing for a while, he handed it over to Jianbin because Jianbin had let him play first.

Jianbin then offered it to Feifei, but she refused.

So he excitedly played on his own, but only for one round. When the ice monkey fell, he returned it to the other child.

Shi Jing circled around, "How about we have a competition? The five of us take turns, and see who lasts the longest."

"But how will we know the time?"

Shi Jing twirled his eyes, "We can count! I can count to a thousand."

The kids all agreed, and in the end, Feifei counted for them on the side.

Old Yang and Shang Zhenkun watched from not far away, "Master Shang, you should cultivate Shi Jing properly."

"Indeed, these three children each have their own strengths. Actually, the smartest is Feifei.

Jianbin is kind and loyal."

"Looking at these three, I think even if I have children in the future, they won’t be any better than them," Old Yang sighed.

"That has to come naturally, but postnatal upbringing is crucial too.

I’ve watched them grow up, Xiao Jiang really put her heart into them.

Even before anything happened, Xiao Jiang wanted to come over. She puts the children first, and not everyone can give up their authority."

"Yes, Xiao Wei is really lucky."

"It’s not something to envy, you’ve got to work hard too."

"Haha, maybe fate hasn’t arrived yet."

They had been playing on the ice for nearly two hours, and it was getting dark. Only then did Old Yang call them to go home.

"Shi Jing, will you come again tomorrow?"

"I don’t know, I have to ask my mom. But I’ll tell her my friends invited me to play. I think my mom will agree. But we can only come in the afternoon."

"Okay, we’ll wait for you."

Parting from their reluctant playmates, the three children joined the two adults.

"How was it? Did you have fun?"

"Yes, it was so much fun. Uncle Yang, do you know how to make ice monkeys?"

"Haha, Uncle Yang isn’t good at delicate work, you need to ask your dad for that."

Jiang Feifei had stayed outside long enough, and if it weren’t for her brother being so happy, she would have already hustled them to go back. She decided that she wouldn’t go outside tomorrow, it’s too cold.

When the five returned home, they saw dad, mom, and Aunt Liu making dumplings. The three children hurriedly took off their coats, cleaned up, and climbed onto the kang, telling their parents about the afternoon spent playing with ice monkeys.

"Shi Jing, Jianbin, tonight I’ll make ice monkeys for you," Wei Kaiyun happily promised.

"Dad, you have to make ice sleds for Feifei, the girls all play with those, they invited Feifei to play, but she didn’t go."

"I don’t like playing with those, dad, you don’t need to make me one."

Jiang Shijing leaned closer to Jiang Xinyu, "Mom, can we go play again tomorrow?"

"Sure, go ahead. But be careful, I trust you."

This made the two boys very happy, "Dad, can you make the ice monkeys tonight?"

"Yes, once the dumplings are done, I’ll go find materials."

Old Yang chuckled and got up, "I’ll go find the materials, Xiao Wei, you need to make them, don’t let the kids down."

Hearing Uncle Yang’s words, the two boys immediately put on their coats they had just taken off and followed eagerly behind Old Yang.

"Mom, it’s too cold outside, I don’t want to go out," Jiang Feifei complained. She really didn’t like those childish games.

"Alright, if you don’t want to go out, just stay at home."

Jiang Xinyu decided to change her approach to educating the children, to give them opportunities for independence.

On New Year’s Eve, the dumplings were made with three types of fillings—pork with green onion, cooked pork with sauerkraut, and cabbage with pork.

Each type had about a hundred dumplings made.

In the evening, there were many cold dishes: sausage, peanuts, pig head meat, pig trotters, and pig liver.

Because both parents were not in good health and the children were young, they didn’t wait until midnight to cook the dumplings; instead, they ate at the usual time.

They ate while listening to the radio’s gala, which was a truly happy affair.

"Mom, this song is so beautiful, I think Sister Xiangting must already know how to sing it."

"Haha, that little girl’s voice is good, her singing is lovely."

"Mom, I want to write a letter to Sister Xiangting."

"Sure, write it tomorrow, and let Uncle Yang take it to the city to mail when he leaves, so it can arrive sooner."

"Okay, I’ll write the letter tomorrow, but does Sister Xiangting know how to read?"

"Isn’t that what your aunt and uncle are for?"