The fool has become a spirit, and she can speak

Cheng Feng said: "The child needs to be fed, and you can't go to the city to sell things. I will go there by myself from now on."

No fool would want to set up a street stall in the cold weather, but Cheng Feng is really not good at setting up a stall. Yuhua's sales are far inferior and she doesn't know how to sell. She has her own customer base.

The fool comforted Cheng Feng and said: "There will always be a way."

Cheng Feng asked the fool again, "How much did it cost to build our house?"

The fool said: "More than two hundred taels."

The fool was afraid that Cheng Feng would feel sorry for Qian and said: "This house is strong, warm in winter and not hot in summer. Our family will live in it without suffering."

Cheng Feng has already taken a look around the house. Even though he has never built a house, he knows that he can't come without two hundred taels, but it's good. He can suffer a little, but Xiaosha and the child may not be able to suffer anymore. .

In the evening, Cheng Feng went to Uncle Chen's house in the front yard. Uncle Chen saw Cheng Feng and patted his shoulder and said, "Okay, just come back."

Cheng Feng smiled and sat on the stool.

"You kid, you used to look like you had a miserable life, but you are actually blessed. Look at how a fool managed your family. That big house was built at the drop of a hat. Others are jealous when they see it. Even my uncle is jealous."

Cheng Feng chuckled: "Uncle, why didn't you build the house this year?"

Uncle Chen had been planning to build a house for a long time. He thought that Uncle Chen's house would have to be built in front of their house.

Uncle Chen took two puffs from his big pipe and said, "It was originally going to be built, but as soon as your little fool's house was built, I stopped building it immediately. Next year, I will build it according to your house."

Cheng Feng had already heard from Xiao Sha that the Chen family had made money this year and believed they would have to build a house next year.

Uncle Chen added: "Look at how good your eldest son is. He will be allocated land next year."

Cheng Feng nodded after hearing this. Yes, after giving birth to a son, he will be allocated several acres of land next year. Farmers are afraid of not having land, so the purpose of every family having children is to have more boys and get more acres of land. He thinks He thought that he would have to go to his eldest brother's house when he found time to get the land back. After all, he was no longer alone at home, and he could make do with anything. The fool and the child had to eat fine food.

Uncle Chen said: "Your land has harvested more than [-] jins of wheat this year. In addition to the public grain sent away, your family has [-] jins left. My uncle's land is far behind yours."

Cheng Feng said: "Really?" He knew that his piece of land was relatively good at harvesting grain and had high yields every year.

Uncle Chen said with a smile: "Young fool, you are really good. I didn't sell a single grain, but sent it out to grind hundreds of kilograms of white flour."

The more Cheng Feng listened, the more wrong he became. He asked Uncle Chen: "Is my land coming back?"

Uncle Chen chuckled and said, "The fool wants you back. You said that your sister-in-law has been treated by the fool several times."

Cheng Feng frowned and said, "Did my sister-in-law bully the little fool again?"

Chen Laosan, who was eating melon seeds, said, "That's not all. He gave my sister-in-law to the fools in her natal village. Thanks to my sister-in-law's ability, otherwise, I don't know what would have happened."

Cheng Feng listened to Chen Laosan tell the story in detail, and he sighed for a while. The fool didn't even mention a word to him about these terrible things about being bullied. He knew in his heart that the fool didn't want him to get angry.

He stayed at Uncle Chen's house for two hours before he came back. Uncle Chen told him not to interfere with Juanzi's affairs in the future, and he obeyed.

Before leaving, he asked Uncle Chen to bring him two black donkey skins from the city.

After he returned home, he first went to the side room to take a look. There were many things in it, but they were very organized and there were many jars. He knew that this was the bean curd that Xiao Sha was studying.

There were also a lot of raw materials for setting up stalls, and Fool and he had suffered a bit. Uncle Chen said that Fool was still setting up a stall in the city after being eight months old, and he felt uncomfortable and sour.

There were indeed a lot of grain bags in the side room. He squeezed a handful, and there should be wheat particles inside.

He went back to see Fool, who was breastfeeding the child. The child looked so cute.

The fool asked Cheng Feng: "Is Uncle Chen at home?"

Cheng Feng sat next to Fool and looked at the child in her arms and said, "At home."

He asked Xiaosi: "Why don't you sell part of the food in the side house?"

Xiaosi laughed when she heard this. The first thing she said was: "I want your land back, do you mind?"

Cheng Feng said: "The land belongs to our family. I plan to come back in a few days even if you don't want it. It is our family's food ration, but will it be too much to leave so much food?"

I heard from Uncle Chen that every family in the village had sold their grain, but Xiao Shao didn’t sell a single grain.

The fool had her own ideas. She said: "This is called being prepared. We need to reserve more food. What if the fields don't harvest food next year? There is a shortage of food on the market. If we have food, we won't go hungry."

Cheng Feng thought about it and it made sense. He was used to living in poverty. His brother and sister-in-law's family had never had enough food. Every year they would barely have enough, and then they would have to bear the burden year after year.

The fool added: "Don't you know how much you eat? You can eat six steamed buns in one meal and sixty or seventy dumplings."

The fool was right. He just ate six white-flour buns.

He put his head on the fool's shoulder and whispered: "I will eat less in the future."

The fool moved his shoulders and held a child in his arms. His shoulders were carrying his head. Was it going to tire her to death? She put the child in Cheng Feng's arms. When the child was full, he didn't cry or fuss, and his little mouth moved. Very cute when moving.

The fool tidied up his clothes and said, "Who thinks you eat too much? Do all the work at home tomorrow so that Yuhua can relax."

Cheng Feng nodded. He saw that there was actually not much work to do at home.

The next day, before Cheng Feng and Fool got up, Aunt Chen came.

When Cheng Feng went to look inside the yard, he found Aunt Chen and Yuhua busy, "Can you help me?"

Aunt Chen said: "No, the fool said some time ago that he wanted to pickle pickles. I will pickle them for you today."

Cheng Feng looked at the duck eggs on the ground and said, "What's going on with these duck eggs?"

Aunt Chen said: "You fool wants to pickle five hundred salted duck eggs. You can go in and eat."

Cheng Feng returned to the house and said to Xiaosi: "Aunt Chen is pickling pickles and salted duck eggs for our family."

The fool remembered that she was the one who asked him to do it. She was afraid that she would not be able to give birth in time.

Cheng Feng looked at the several pickle jars outside and said, "Is it too pickled?"

The fool said: "Not much, pickled all the same, which one do you want to eat?"

Cheng Feng added: "Is it a waste to pickle so many duck eggs?"

The fool rolled his eyes at Cheng Feng, "You eat a lot, but you still don't mind making too much. It's been a winter, and there will be a spring tomorrow. We adults will just eat steamed buns. Is five hundred duck eggs still too much?"

Cheng Feng thought for a while and said, "That's not much, five or six months."

The fool added: "I call everything a waste. You want to eat your pheasant at home, but you don't call it a waste."

Cheng Feng held the child in his arms and said, "Why are you talking about this again? I have nothing to do with her. How about I go up the mountain and hunt some pheasants for you later."

The fool glared at Cheng Feng and said, "That's no need. Your clothes are worth more than a pheasant."

Cheng Feng touched his clothes. They were all made of good materials. He asked the fool: "Did you make them for me?"

The fool said: "You overestimate me. I can barely do the inner wear, but I don't have the skills to wear the outer outer wear. These are all made by Aunt Chen and Yuhua."

The fool looked at Cheng Feng's disappointed eyes and said, "Don't point at me to sew or mend things for you. I can't do it."

Cheng Feng explained: "That's not what I meant."

While the two were chatting, there was a knock on the door of the house. It didn't make any sound inside the house, but it was extra loud when heard outside.

Cheng Feng straightened up and put the child in Xiaosha's arms, and said to Xiaosha: "I'll go take a look." Because such a knocking sound was very impatient, there must be something wrong.

The fool said: "I guess your sweetheart is here."

Cheng Feng, who was already extremely vigilant, now looked even worse and took the child back from his silly hands.

The fool smiled and said, "Why don't you go and see me?"

Cheng Feng said: "No."

The fool smiled and said: "Then be prepared, she will come to our house at least once a day if she doesn't see you."

Cheng Feng said: "Even if she sees me, she still has to come."

The fool touched his son's little face and said, "Okay, but our house is too big. If you want to take her back, it's not impossible. Don't everyone think I'm not good enough for you?"

Cheng Feng looked at the duplicitous little fool and said, "Are you so generous?"

The fool said firmly: "No."

Cheng Feng said: "Then don't say such words to test me from now on, or you will be angry after you say it."

The fool's temper got worse and worse, and he was disturbed by the knocking on the door and the barking of dogs, so he flopped onto the kang.

Cheng Feng put down his son in his arms and went to coax the fool, "Why are you angry? Am I the kind of person who is always in a hurry?"

The fool said bitterly: "When I am a full moon, and she knocks on the door again, I will let the dog bite her."

Cheng Feng said, "How about I send her away." Aunt Chen said that a postpartum person should not be angry. He usually did not make fools angry, and it was even more unbearable to see her unhappy at this time.

The fool said: "Her purpose is to move in. Do you think she is so easy to get rid of? Isn't she the cause of so many things?"

Cheng Feng swore: "I will definitely not talk to her anymore. If I talk to her again, you will break my legs."

The fool is happy now.

It was more than ten minutes before the knocking on the door stopped.

The fool said to Cheng Feng: "Juanzi's brother is dead. The body found during the enlightenment years later has been buried. Everyone said that he offended too many people with so many people, so he was killed."

Cheng Feng nodded and said nothing. The fool had no other intention. He just wanted to tell him this matter to prevent him from saying the wrong thing in the future.

The next day, Cheng Feng began to process the donkey skin in the yard. The season was good now and it was easier to process than in winter. He used an extremely sharp knife to scratch the donkey skin.

The idiot had a very good nose. She moved her nose and said, "What have you been busy with this morning? Why do you smell so weird?"