Chapter 1213: Chapter 1215 Changes_1
Left with no other choice, Ye Zi’an had to first play with his son. He made Yangyang a paper bird and tied a string to it, to the child’s delight, who dragged it around as if it were flying. Then he took Lele’s hand and taught him how to draw the outlines of some objects.
When Yang Chuxia came out, she found Lele sitting in Brother An’s arms, intently looking at the paper in front of him, while Yangyang played with the paper bird on the side.
To her, such a scene appeared so warm and harmonious, as if the whole world had been brought before her eyes.
"Mommy, hug baby..." Yangyang was the first to see her standing in the doorway and hurried over to embrace her legs.
"You need to run slower in the future, running too fast can make you fall."
Yangyang nodded vigorously, and remembering the paper bird in his hand, eagerly showed it to his mother, "Daddy made it!"
"Your daddy can also make dragonflies."
She thought of the hundred grass dragonflies from the past, which she still kept at home to this day.
"Dragonflies?" Yangyang didn’t quite remember what that was. He was still more interested in the paper bird, pulling on the bird tied to the string and making it fly in a circle inside the house, "Flying, flying, coo coo."
After the circle, he ran back in front of Yang Chuxia, patting his chest proudly, "Baby is so great! Baby is so great!"
"What’s so great about you?"
"Flying is great!"
Hearing his son’s childish speech, Ye Zi’an looked up from the drawing at the table, "When did he start calling himself baby?"
To this question, Yang Chuxia really didn’t know, but she found her son calling himself a baby quite amusing.
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With the joyful laughter of her son for company and Brother An’s meticulous affection, Yang Chuxia found her days in Mianyang to be both happy and fulfilling. At least, the her from her previous life had never dreamed of living such a life.
Time flew by, and before they knew it, half a year had passed since they came to Mianyang, and in just over ten days, it would be New Year’s.
In just a short half year, Mianyang had undergone a new look, not a complete transformation but at least the Mianyang County town now had a vitality to it, like sunflowers facing the sun, no longer emanating the bleakness she felt when she first arrived.
At Yanghe Town, the river channel had been widened and dikes had been built for over three months, and now they were nearly finished. Ye Zi’an’s plan was to start digging canals and diverting water after the New Year and the spring, while also planting weeping willows on the riverbanks. The willow saplings had already been arranged and would be delivered in a little over a month, so planting them in early spring of February was perfect.
Also, the pomegranate and persimmon wines that Ms.Qu had been asked by Yang Chuxia to research before the New Year were initially successful. Although the flavor wasn’t as mellow as modern wines, it was still quite good for the time.
The only pity was that pomegranates did not have a long shelf life and by the time they started making the wine, only the late-ripening pomegranates were left, so the resulting pomegranate wine was limited and only enough for their own consumption or to give away as gifts.
However, the persimmon wine, because persimmons have a longer growing period and there are both autumn and winter varieties, resulted in more plentiful raw materials and thus a larger production yield.
Last month, Yang Chuxia even sent some back to Yangshu Village and to the Capital City, but it was estimated that the Capital City wouldn’t receive them before the New Year, and they would only arrive after.
Having developed the fruit wines, Yang Chuxia, recognizing her own lack of skill in managing a winery, decided to partner with the Jiang Family in opening a new winery and wine shop. The Jiang Family was in charge of management and other matters, while she handled the sales of the wine.
The winery had just started to take shape, the shop was opened, and business was not bad. The new products were winning the favor of many people. The only issue was that there were too few types of wine available for selection, and some people didn’t like the taste of persimmons.