The Portable Farm in the Siheyuan

The four young people were nervous and excited, and they did not dare to make the decision themselves. They all looked at their grandfather, who was the backbone of the family.

"You brat, look at what I'm doing. Just tell your second brother what you think. You're not an outsider. You're brothers, blood relatives. Our three families have been separated for less than 20 years. What's going to happen in the future? Just listen to your second brother." Mo Hongsheng scolded his grandson with a smile. There is hope for the family.

Mo Bin felt disgusted in his heart. These old men were all old foxes. They had trapped him with words, and he could not refute the old man. What they said was absolutely right. They only separated their families after 45 years.

They are indeed very close relatives. They have the same great-grandfather and are blood relatives in the second server. This algorithm is different in many places, so it is more appropriate.

Counting from their grandfather, they are brothers from the same mother. What could be closer than this? You can’t be convinced, right? That is, starting from his father's generation, the uncles and brothers with the same grandfather are counted as one server, but aren't they the second server?

There is another algorithm that is the most unreliable. Counting from the first person at the beginning, the grandson will be in the third server, and the great-great-grandson will be in the fifth server. After the fifth server, there will be no family ties. In the era of the ancient clan system, Do you think it’s reliable? And you and I are on the same server? Blood brothers count as two servers, no matter how you think about it, it’s unreliable!

When you go out and introduce your brother to others, "We are brothers of the same service!" Isn't that a joke? People thought you were half-sister!

"Second brother, I want to join the factory as a temporary worker. Junzi wants to be a soldier. He admires you the most." Mo Yongxu looked at Mo Bin and said, and by the way, he told the third master's family Mo Yongjun's wish. They are about the same age, both one or two years older than Mo Cong. The family is very poor and has many brothers and sisters. The key is that the family has not yet been separated and the two old men are still in charge of the work.

"Okay, how is your kung fu? Can you beat the bugs?" Mo Bin asked him with a smile.

"Second brother, this...he was definitely no match in the past two years. Now I'm not sure, Jun Zi will be fine." Mo Yongxu said sheepishly.

"Really? Junzi, come here, brother, try your skills! Attack me with all your strength, and you can make me take half a step back within three moves. Second brother will reward you with a bicycle!" Mo Bin became interested when he heard this, and he said He was also very happy that his younger brother was capable, so he was assigned to the reconnaissance company of his old army because he was almost as skilled as he was.

"Second brother, are you really going to hit me?" Mo Yongjun was a little hesitant. He didn't dare to hit his second brother. If he missed and injured his second brother, it would be hard to serve the family during the Chinese New Year!

"What are you talking about? Listen, you have to go all out, you know? It's not just about the bike, it's also about your future." Mo Bin said seriously.

The two brothers didn't leave the house, so they just stayed in the bright corner of the living room. This place was completely enough. Mo Bin just wanted to know his speed and strength. If he was really at Mo Cong's level, he would definitely be qualified to be a scout.

"Brother Jun, please don't hold back. I won't be able to escape even a single move under my second brother. I went to the Northeast and saw the veterans under him. That's not something we can compare with." Mo Cong reminded him aloud.

Mo Bin stood nonchalantly, his hands hanging down casually, looking directly at the big cousin opposite him. His eyes were condensed, his fists were clenched, and his right fist was not testing at all, and he struck out with a swift straight fist. The face-to-face call came.

Mo Bin raised his left hand casually, without even making a fist, and slapped his right wrist with the back of his hand, "Too weak!"

Mo Yongjun was a little surprised. He didn't expect the gap to be so big, but he followed up with a left hook and at the same time raised his right leg and hit Mo Bin's stomach.

Mo Bin was not in a hurry. He stepped forward with his right hand and clasped his wrist. At the same time, he raised his right leg and kicked on his knee. Then he used his right hand to exert force and threw Mo Yongjun away with one hand. He stood up, turned half a circle and placed it on the ground.

"Wow!"

"Second brother is so awesome!"

"Second uncle is so awesome!"

The men of the Mo family have all been trained. The elderly and adults were just surprised. The children couldn't help it and shouted out.

"Isn't it awesome? These are all trained on the battlefield. Practice martial arts well. When you grow up, you can become a soldier. Maybe you will be better than me." Mo Bin said to a group of little guys with a smile.

"Second Uncle, is there anyone better than you?" Dagang asked curiously. In his heart, Second Uncle is an invincible person in the world.

"The world is full of wonders, and there are many talented people. Your second uncle and I are also ordinary people. Don't look down on anyone, understand?" Mo Bin patted his little head and said.

"Second brother, I admire you!" Mo Yongjun said frustratedly. He knew he was no match. The key was that he never thought the gap was so big. Second brother was like coaxing a child. If he had been an enemy just now and took advantage of the situation, he might have passed the age of 10. Not available!

"It's not bad. I think you're a little better than the little bug in close combat, but you're still far behind. You've also passed my test. I'll put you in my old army and I'll take care of you." The reconnaissance company that got up is the heroic company of the entire army. Learn your skills and don't embarrass me!" Mo Bin smiled and patted him on the shoulder to encourage him.

"Second brother, don't worry, I will definitely study hard, train seriously, and strive to be like you!" Mo Yongjun said excitedly.

"Okay, sit down for now, I have other plans later." Mo Bin waved his hand to tell him to get out, there were two more people.

"Second brother, I also want to be a soldier. Although I can't beat the military brother, I can definitely give it a try with Xiao Chong. We have been growing up. I am not as good as him in hunting, but I am not afraid of him in fighting." Mo Yongqin and Mo Cong is about the same age and is the second son of Uncle Mo Yuejiao's family.

"Okay, the same goes for you kid, come and try your hand with brother." Mo Bin was quite brave when he heard that, but he was not convinced by Mo Cong!

It turned out that it worked really well in the first try. His strength was a little weak, but his speed was really good, and his moves were ruthless and vicious. He was a good seedling. There was no need for a saint on the battlefield. Either you died or I died!

"Okay, your boy and Junzi will stay with the purchasing station for food and accommodation for the next time, and they will participate in all the hunting. There will also be Yongyao from my third uncle's family, Qinghong from my brother-in-law's family, and members of the village clan. Don't keep old hunters anymore, teach them well, and I will send them to my old army in the Northeast in autumn." Mo Bin turned to everyone and said.

"Don't worry, Binzi. Our own children will definitely not hold back. I believe the same is true for the Meng family. I will handle this matter myself." The old man agreed immediately.

"Second brother, I am Yongchen. I am 40 years old. I have been in junior high school for more than a year. I want to work in the city as a worker." The last Mo Yongchen is the great-grandson of the old man.

"Okay, you and Yong Xu will also stay and eat here. Tomorrow afternoon, Third Uncle will organize a hunting trip into the mountains. You should also follow suit. I will find a way as soon as possible to help you find a better job." Mo Bin patted him on the shoulder.

They are all good young men. It is not bad to train a few of your own people to be drivers. Although it is a bit dangerous, in this era, you can definitely find a good job. You can also learn a trade. Even if you are laid off in the future, you will not worry about finding a job. Eat.

Some are happy and some are sad, but everyone is still full of hope. This year we have four, and next year it will be our turn. Even if we get married, it doesn’t matter. The family is hungry, and there is no extra food to support a wife. ah!

After drinking a few cups of tea and smoking a lot of cigarettes, everyone knew it was time to quit. The satisfied old man gave an order to go and do whatever else you were busy with!

"Second Master, don't leave yet. I prepared some frozen dumplings with my own money. I don't have the ability to make more. According to the population of our Mo family, each person has ten dumplings with flour and meat. We have all the dumplings, so we can bring them back to everyone." Share it and have a warm meat dumpling tomorrow morning before wishing you a happy new year!" Mo Bin said to the old man.

"Okay, okay, great! Binzi made it bright and clear. I promise to do it for you quickly. I guarantee that everyone in the Mo family can eat." The old man shivered with excitement.

"Listen, everyone, you can't favor boys over girls. If I hear that someone's family is divided unfairly, I won't care about it in the future. I won't give a piece of sweet potato." Mo Bin shouted to everyone people said.

This is not a pretense, but a common phenomenon in this era. Unfilial piety is rare, at least not in the Mo family. It is basically the mother-in-law who bullies the daughter-in-law, and the daughter-in-law bullies the daughter-in-law, favoring the son. If there are many daughters, there will naturally be poor ones. , at the lowest end of the food chain.