He thought that it would take at least a year or two to repair everything in Mianyang that needed fixing, because the road construction and other works were extrely ti-consuming. By then, these holess people would also earn so money and could settle down once he allocated a piece of land for them to live on.
On the 8th of September, it was auspicious to make repairs, renovations, or break ground. Coincidentally, the senior feng shui master from Mianyang also proclaid this date to be extrely auspicious, and thus the water conservancy project’s comncent was set for this day, seeking good fortune as well.
And firecrackers were even set off! The villagers near Yanghe Town were all delighted.
Although every year the Governntal Office of Mianyang would symbolically co to reinforce the embanknts, it had never given the people as much hope as it did this ti. Previously, it was just a few officials from the governnt office throwing so bags of soil on the embanknt and calling it a day, which was nothing like the present situation.
Once everything had started, Ye Zi’an delegated the managent of the operation to Ye Yi and Ye San, with explicit instructions to ensure that the workers did not inconvenience the nearby villagers.
"Mommy, baby is hungry!"
Upon hearing this, Yang Chuxia put down the booklet she was holding and saw her little son gazing at her expectantly, one hand on his belly.
"Mommy will have soone prepare food for you to eat."
"Okay!"
"Mommy, I want aty," Yangyang said while tugging at her, already listing the foods he wanted to eat.
"Mommy has prepared at porridge for you."
Upon hearing this, Yangyang was satisfied and nodded with a grin.
"Will mommy eat with us?" Seeing his little brother and mother erge together, Lele jumped off his chair and asked.
"We’ll eat together, dear. I’m not sure if your daddy will be able to make it back today, so let’s eat first." Yang Chuxia considered the distance from the county to Yanghe Town, recalling that Brother An had set off yesterday, and even if he were to return today, it would likely be very late.
"Mommy, I want to learn how to write!" During the al, Lele shared his new idea with his mother—he wanted to learn to write!
Yang Chuxia looked at him, wondering if his little hands could even hold a pen properly.
"Can’t write with a painting brush," he said, noticing her silence.
"We’ll talk about it after we’ve eaten," Yang Chuxia said and served him so stead pork with rice flour.
Although she seed calm on the surface, Yang Chuxia was inwardly exclaiming, "What the heck! Is this kid too precocious or what? This is freaking out. Why can’t you wait until you are three or four years old to talk to mommy about these things?"
At this thought, Yang Chuxia suddenly had a start—could it be that her son was also a transmigrator? That inside, he wasn’t actually a child but housed the soul of an adult? If an adult soul resided in him, his desire to learn to write would make sense, and his thoughtfulness could be explained as well.
Lele and Yangyang were clearly twins, but Lele seed to understand and mature more than Yangyang did.
With this in mind, Yang Chuxia couldn’t help but take a few more glances at Lele.
Feeling her gaze, Lele looked puzzled and even touched his face, "Mommy?"
"Lele, no matter who you are, you’re daddy and mommy’s son!" Yang Chuxia said firmly, then she fixed her gaze on Lele. Seeing that he had no reaction, she asked, "Lele, do you know of a pen that’s very good for writing? It’s a pen that can absorb ink, and its tip is sharp, producing full and sharp characters. Do you know what kind of pen that is?"
Lele shook his head obediently.
Undeterred, Yang Chuxia continued, "Son, let mommy tell you, that’s called a fountain pen, and it makes really beautiful characters. When mommy has ti, I’ll make one for you and your brother." After a pause, she added, "Son, do you know of sothing that can carry people up and fly into the sky?"
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