The Portable Farm in the Siheyuan

Mo Yongqiang wasn't full yet, but he didn't dare to stay any longer. It was too dangerous here and he would be beaten by a group of people every minute, all because of his bad mouth.

"Dad, don't be angry, Lao Wu didn't mean that." The boss, Mo Yongcheng, explained for his younger brother.

"I know he doesn't have that intention. I know my son is not an ungrateful person. The second son has indeed done too much for this family. We parents also feel that we owe him, but there is nothing we can do. Who gave him the ability? Well. You are all settled, and he has a partner. He will definitely not be able to help you like before, and he will naturally feel uncomfortable." Mo Zhendong said to everyone.

"Dad, that's not allowed. After the second brother gets married, we don't dare to let him help anymore. It would be bad if the second sister-in-law has any objections. Besides, we have nothing to trouble him after he has already helped." Mo Mo Hongli said.

"You are right to think so. He has done this to every brother and sister, and they are basically fair. The boss's house is a bit bigger, but according to the rules of our Mo family, the eldest grandson counts when the family is separated. One share, this is two shares of house, half of Dagan’s." Mo Zhendong said loudly.

"Dad, our Feng family also has this rule. I understand it, and I don't dare to blame the second brother. But when it comes to dividing the family, I also have something to say. The second brother can't just take care of you when he says he will provide for you in old age. We brothers can't just ignore it. We couldn't live in it before, but now there are so many rooms. The family will leave a room for your second brother. You can live with whomever you like. No matter what you say, you can't let the second brother's family take care of him in his old age." Feng Xianglian stood up and said. She knew that her father-in-law was afraid that she would have any objections. No way, she was very satisfied.

"My brothers and sisters are right. This is the rule everywhere for the eldest son to provide for himself in old age. Besides, the eldest grandson has been given a share of the family property. We have to provide for him in his old age. How do outsiders think about it? How do Dagang and his younger generation think about it? This big room on the first floor is still reserved for us. You two, let's take turns living together." As the eldest daughter-in-law, Ye Lan also raised the responsibility of providing for the elderly.

"Okay, you are all filial. The fifth child is not bad, but he is a little impetuous. His master told your father that we are looking for an opportunity to teach him a lesson. We have also discussed the matter of providing for the elderly. We will live with the second child for a year first. , when his temper calms down, the two of us will stay with the boss until we are older." Meng Xiumei said with a smile.

The harmony of the Mo family and the filial piety of their children are still relatively rare in this era. Generally, large families have conflicts to some extent. Who contributes more, parents are partial, and sons are favored over daughters are all the triggers of conflicts. His family is special. , the second eldest child is the one who has made the greatest contribution, and he is still fighting for his life to help his brothers and sisters.

The house of Yi Zhonghai in the Intermediate People's Court was busy. Comrade Yi was confused by his son's bed-wetting. They were inexperienced. The little boy was greedy and drank too much sugar water. The couple had no experience and they only did it once in the middle of the night. When I was about to get up at dawn, a flood came.

"Dad, my brother is young, don't hit him, can I teach him today?" Yi Xuehua is only four years old, but he is very sensible, and the people at the orphanage have also told him.

Yi Zhonghai hugged his daughter and gave her a kiss, "My daughter is so sensible, why would dad hit Cheng'en? He is only two years old, whose child doesn't wet the bed! Dad is worried about how to sleep at night."

The eldest mother is smiling so hard that she can't close her mouth. This family has a sense of life. This is how to live. It's not a problem for her son to wet the bed.

"Dad, I've seen people put hot sand on a mat and bake it in the stove. I'll go to the yard later to ask if it's okay. It's a good thing that my son can eat and sleep. Are you still going to work today? When will the drinks be served?" The aunt asked Yi Zhonghai what to do.

"When I go to work, how can I just do it as I say? Last night, when I gave Shazhu the money, I agreed to do two tables during the two days off. It's hard to get things together. Maybe I'll have to ask Binzi for help. I'll go Let's discuss it with the old lady and formally recognize her as a godmother, so we can do it openly together." Yi Zhonghai is worried about meat. Food is not a big problem, and he can still make out two noodles.

"Then you go ahead, we two will make some food, and my son doesn't know when he will wake up." The eldest mother has a son and everything is in order, and she doesn't care about anything else.

"Okay, let your mother hold my daughter while dad goes to grandma's place in the backyard." Yi Zhonghai said to the daughter in his arms.

"Dad, I don't need to hold him when I'm older, but it's very tiring for mom to hold my younger brother." Yi Xuehua said sensibly.

"Haha, damn it, Binzi is right. My daughter is so considerate. I know I care about you at such a young age." Yi Zhonghai laughed happily. Although he is a bit patriarchal, it doesn't make sense for his daughter to be so good and considerate. It doesn’t hurt!

"That's for sure. My daughter is my parents' caring little cotton-padded jacket, and she will also be a role model for my younger brothers in the future." The eldest mother smiled so hard that she couldn't even close her mouth.

Mo Bin drove to change his motorcycle. Seeing that the time was not yet seven o'clock, he decided to go to Liu Xinfeng's house instead. It would not be appropriate to deliver the things to his work unit. After all, he was in charge of logistics and could easily be misunderstood.

Although it's in Chaoyang District, it's not too far away. It's just a short distance south from the steel rolling mill.

This area is the living area of ​​automobile factories and motorcycle factories. It was newly built in recent years. It looks cleaner and tidier than the courtyard. The rows of four-story buildings are quite neat.

On the first floor to the left of the second doorway in the seventh row is Liu Xinfeng's cadre room, which is about eighty square meters. It is quite good. His father was injured in the battlefield and his left leg was amputated below the knee. Now he also has some problems with his right leg. The house on the first floor was specially chosen.

Mo Bin knocked on the door, and a young woman with big braids came to open the door, "Who are you?"

"Are you sister-in-law? My name is Mo Bin, a comrade of Xinfeng. I had a drink at my house last night," Mo Bin greeted politely.

"It turns out it's you. My name is Yang Meimei, and I'm Liu Xinfeng's lover. Come in quickly, how much wine did you drink last night? Xinfeng is still lying on the bed." Yang Meimei opened the door and called for Mo Bin to come into the room.

As soon as Mo Bin entered the door, he saw a dignified old man sitting on the sofa. He was reading a newspaper, but now he was looking up at him.

"Hello, Uncle Liu, I am Mo Bin, a comrade of Xinfeng. I have just returned from work and now serve as the chief of the procurement section three in the steel rolling mill." Mo Bin greeted politely. This is an old military industry man who is very worthy of admiration.

"Please take a seat, Xiao Mo. I heard from Xinfeng that you are very good at fighting and hunting." Liu Erzhuo said happily.

Mo Bin chatted with the old man modestly. Now that his legs and feet are inconvenient, he is basically worse than at home. He is unwilling to go out and cause trouble for others. The old man is a master of technology and enjoys the treatment of level 12, so he is not in a good mood.

In fact, the old man's problem will not matter in future generations. Just install a prosthetic limb. The right leg is also caused by wear and tear due to years of support, so the problem is not too big.

But given the current conditions, even the simplest wheelchair cannot solve the problem, let alone installing prosthetic limbs or undergoing surgery.

If there was a simple hand-cranked wheelchair, this old man could go to work by himself. It was still a guidance job anyway, and he didn't need to do it himself at all.

It was too simple for him, all he needed was an old bicycle. He can help this old man build the most common wheelchair, so that this old man can still work for ten years without any problem. Not only can he continue to contribute to the country, but he can also solve his own travel problems.

"Why are you so early, kid? When did you have such a good drinking capacity? I see you drank a lot last night!" Liu Xinfeng walked out in low spirits.

"Your health is not good, and your drinking capacity has naturally decreased. I see that you lack exercise and have forgotten that we marched hundreds of miles in one night. We only had to walk on our feet, and we had to be fully armed." Mo Bin said disdainfully that your fighting ability is not good.

"I'm not going to argue with you. My body really lacks exercise. In today's environment, I can't even eat enough. No matter how much I exercise, I get hungry whenever I move." Liu Xinfeng complained bitterly.

I really want to write something more radical, but reality has taught me that I can't. This is the main reason why there are so many half-written works, some of which have dozens of chapters banned. How do you ask me to continue writing? It’s not like I make a living from this. It’s purely a hobby and I don’t have any good books to read.