Reborn 1980 When I was a baby, I wanted to cuckold my scumbag father

As soon as Zhang Guizhi came out, she saw Li Qingshan carrying a sack on one shoulder.

"You are going to die, you fool, you are carrying bag after bag."

"It's okay, I can do it!" He said and strode away.

Li Wenhua: "..."

For some reason, Li Wenhua suddenly felt a little overwhelmed.

Zhang Guizhi didn't know that Li Qingshan was stimulated by her and was working hard to prove himself.

Seeing the back of Li Qingshan carrying two sacks of grain, he felt a little worried.

"You're almost 50 years old, why are you still so reckless? This bag weighs almost 100 pounds. Your dad won't be crushed, right?"

I knew he was very strong, but he didn't usually carry things like this.

Li Wenhua thought that she should go and have a look, so as not to be really crushed. Before she could take a few steps, she saw that Li Qingshan had already walked out with ease.

A closer look showed that her face looked normal and her breathing was steady. Both mother and daughter breathed a sigh of relief. It looked like there was no need to worry.

When Li Qingshan came out, he wanted to move the two large wooden boxes again, but Li Wenhua directly held him down.

In the end, the father and daughter moved into Li Wenhua's own house one by one.

After putting everything away, Zhang Guizhi had already fed the pigs and placed the chickens, and now started preparing lunch again.

Li Wenhua went back to the room and took a look at his daughter who was still sleeping. Seeing that she was sleeping soundly and there was no need to keep an eye on her, he went to the kitchen to help Zhang Guizhi make lunch.

Jian Xing didn't wake up until lunch, and when he opened his eyes, he was still a little confused.

After I woke up, I realized that this was my mother's house before she got married.

Li Qingshan and Zhang Guizhi have always kept the eldest daughter's house, leaving nothing in it untouched and cleaning it every day.

Li Wenhua used to live in this house with his daughter every time he came back, so Jian Xing was very familiar with this house.

I feel like I slept very well, and I don’t know how long I slept.

After a full sleep, Jian Xing stayed in the warm bed for a long time, then huddled in the bed and put on a cotton coat and trousers to get up.

The old-fashioned beds are quite high and have edges. Every time Jian Xing gets out of bed, she is annoyed that her short legs cannot reach the ground, so she can only get out of bed backwards.

After finally getting out of bed, she rubbed her sore belly, put on her cotton shoes and left the house.

In the yard, Li Qingshan got some bamboo and repaired the basket.

She didn't see her mother and grandmother, but the smell of bacon coming from the air told Jian Xing that they were probably making lunch.

Jian Xing, who was aroused by greed, did not bother her grandpa and walked quickly to the kitchen.

"Mom, grandma!"

Li Wenhua, who was serving rice, heard the sound and turned around to see his daughter trotting into the kitchen.

"Slow down, don't run so fast."

"Hey, I smell bacon."

Zhang Guizhi, who had just picked up the cooked bacon, said with a smile: "You are running in such a hurry, you are afraid that we will eat it."

Jian Xing shook his head seriously, "It's Xing'er who wants to eat secretly."

Zhang Guizhi cut off a slice of fat and thin, crystal clear streaky bacon in a funny way.

The greedy Jian Xing almost cried out.

When grandma stuffed the slices of meat into her mouth, the salty aroma of bacon instantly filled her mouth.

Jian Xing ate and shook his head. After eating one piece, he was not satisfied at all. "It's so delicious, grandma, I want more!"

After being stuffed with another piece of meat by her grandma, Jian Xing's eyebrows curled up happily.

After seeing my mother put the rice on the table, I ran to help serve the food.

After carrying it to the main room, he tiptoed and placed the rice on the Eight Immortals Table.

Then he shouted towards the yard, "Grandpa, grandpa, it's time to eat!"

Hearing his granddaughter's brisk little voice, Li Qingshan quickly responded: "Hey, come right away!"

The Eight Immortals table at home is equipped with a long bench, and my granddaughter cannot even see the table top while sitting.

Li Qingshan moved an armchair over and placed a small bench on top of the armchair.

Then he nodded with satisfaction. Now his granddaughter's little arms should be able to hold vegetables.

When the food was served, Jian Xing saw the small bench on the chair and knew that this was his exclusive place.

Just as he was about to climb up voluntarily, he was picked up by his grandfather and placed on the small bench above the chair to sit down.

Every time after dinner, Jian Xing never had the chance to climb up on the chair by herself, either her grandpa or grandma, or her uncle or aunt.

Even though Li Wenhua kept saying that Jian Xing could go up by herself, no one listened and kept trying to hug her.

Later, Jian Xing also took it easy. When it was time to eat, she opened her arms and waited for him to be hugged.

There must be more people hugging me than being a lady every time I climb up and down with my butt stuck out, right?

After dinner, Zhang Guizhi asked Li Qingshan to talk to the pig butcher in the village and see if he was free one day and come over and kill a pig first.

The Chinese New Year is coming up in about 20 days. My granddaughter loves to eat bacon, so she has to make it early so that she can eat it during the Chinese New Year.

In previous years, they sold the pigs and bought some meat to make bacon. Last year, they didn't make much, and they had already finished it.

The bacon for lunch today was brought back by my daughter. I need to make more this year.

After Li Qingshan went out, Zhang Guizhi asked her daughter, "Would you like to warm yourself by the fire?"

"I'm not cold, are you cold? I'm going to get charcoal."

Li Wenhua really didn't feel the cold very much. Xing'er was a child who was already very angry, and he didn't feel cold even if he was running around.

"Forget it, don't take the charcoal, find a lump to burn in the yard."

Although Zhang Guizhi was not very cold, her hands were still quite cold while she was knitting a sweater for Li Qingshan.

Li Wenhua took out the big brazier, then found a tree knot in the firewood shed in the yard, and got some firewood sticks and kindling.

In the cold winter here, they use fires to keep warm, and every household prepares charcoal every year.

But I can't bear to burn charcoal at ordinary times, so I save it for the Chinese New Year or when guests come over.

Jian Xing was very excited when he saw that the fire was going to be made, "Mom, roast sweet potatoes for me later, and burn some peanuts."

"Is your stomach leaking? You just finished eating, and you are still eating?" Can't you hold it in?

Jian Xing blinked his big eyes and shook his head, "No, I just want to eat."

Li Wenhua smiled helplessly and said, "Okay, okay, I'll bake it for you later."

She is really convinced, this girl is so greedy, she won't be coaxed away with food in the future, right?

Seeing that the fire was ignited, Jian Xing went to the kitchen and smoked two long sweet potato vermicelli and baked them next to the brazier.

Bake one piece and eat it, and don't forget to give it to grandma and mother to try.

Although it is not delicious, it is crispy and has a unique taste.

Zhang Guizhi was fed a piece of roasted sweet potato vermicelli that made her gain weight several times by her granddaughter.

He said cheerfully: "You're such a greedy little cat, you can really bake anything."

While the two elders and the younger one were talking and laughing, they heard a knock on the courtyard door.

In the village, generally if there is someone at home, the courtyard door is not closed.

If anyone comes to visit us, they will just shout outside the courtyard and come in.

So when they heard the knock on the door, the two adults and one child in the courtyard turned their heads in surprise.

Zhang Guizhi saw the person coming clearly, her expression was a little strange.

Li Wenhua only thought that this person looked familiar, and couldn't remember who it was for a while.

Jian Xing's eyes lit up immediately!

He's coming, he's coming...