A New Dawn for the Whitlocks Chapter 19

Outside the kitchen, Yushu was washing vegetables in a large basin, while Nawen was chopping pork ribs with great effort. In the kitchen, Xiuer was pulling the bellows easily, while Wen's mother was making steamed buns on the chopping board. Xiuer said worriedly, "Mom, do you think we can survive this frost?" Wen's mother said while busying herself, "We have to survive even if we can't, otherwise we'll have worked in vain this year and our family will be in trouble." Suddenly, Nawen's exclamation was heard, "Ouch!"

Wen's mother and Xiu'er hurried out of the kitchen, and Yushu also stood up and said, "Sister-in-law, what's wrong?" Na Wen said exaggeratedly, "Ouch! I sprained my wrist, it hurts!" Xiu'er said with concern, "Sister-in-law, let me do this job." As he spoke, he picked up the knife and skillfully chopped the pork ribs. Na Wen, who was covering his wrist, said with some admiration, "How come such a heavy knife is like a stick in your hand? Mother, Xiu'er is more suitable for this than me." Wen's mother deliberately said with a stern face, "Then what do you do? So many men are carrying it in the fields, and we women can't fall to the ground! If you delay their meals, you will be in trouble!" Na Wen said a little proudly, "I can go and pull the bellows." Wen's mother said, "You can't pull the bellows well, Yushu, you go, let your sister-in-law wash the vegetables."

At the edge of the field, Old Sun was working and asked Connor Whitlock, "Brother Zhu, when do you think the frost will come?" Connor Whitlock said, "You have to ask Old Cui. Don't you all call him Fortune Teller?" Zhang leaned over and said, "I've only heard that he's called Blowing the Sky." Old Sun said, "Don't tell me. When it comes to observing the sky, no one in Yuanbao Town can compare to him. The weather in June is like a child's face. It changes at any time. Who knows if it will rain when you go out? What should we do? You don't need to look at anything else, just look at whether he brings rain gear when he goes out." Connor Whitlock said, "I've already arranged it. He is the military advisor in fighting the frost this time. Everyone will watch how he waves his feather fan." Old Sun gave him a thumbs up and said, "You are still the best. You don't bear grudges and know how to appoint people to the right positions. Unlike some people, they are so narrow-minded that they can't even get a horse's tail through them."

The dawn was just breaking in the east. In the Zhu family's large field, there were more than 30 piles of sorghum straw of various sizes. In front of each sorghum straw pile, the hired workers were on standby, waiting for the arrival of the "frost" in the early morning. Everyone held torches in their hands, their eyes fixed on Lao Cui who was staring at the night sky. Lao Cui stared at the sky, and Connor Whitlock followed closely beside him. Everyone held their breath and watched the two of them. Lao Cui whispered, "Old boss, the frost is coming!" Connor Whitlock shouted, "Light it!" Torches were scattered in all directions. Everyone ran with torches, shouting, and lit up piles of sorghum straw. In an instant, the flames shone and the smoke rolled. It was really a magnificent picture of anti-frost! The firelight reflected Connor Whitlock's solemn face full of vicissitudes, tears rolled down his cheeks... Wen's mother gently wiped away his tears, and the old couple held hands tightly, smiled at each other, and smiled so beautifully.

Aiden Whitlock and Caleb Whitlock hugged each other happily. The two brothers were very excited when they saw the flames. Aiden Whitlock said with tears in his eyes and a trembling voice: "Brother, we don't have to worry about our good days for two years!" Nawen, Yushu and Xiu'er ran towards Connor Whitlock and his wife with torches. The three of them stopped in front of Connor Whitlock and his wife. Xiu'er said breathlessly: "Dad, Mom, our family has another bumper year!" Yushu shouted happily: "We have won the frost resistance!" Nawen suddenly discovered something, and said strangely and emphasized: "Don't make trouble! Don't you see our parents holding hands and making love?" Connor Whitlock and his wife let go of their hands a little embarrassedly, and Wen's mother pretended to be dissatisfied and said: "You three crazy girls!" While saying this, she hugged the three children in her arms.