The He Family Brother of Farming

When the two of them were about to reach the bifurcation intersection one after the other, five or six children ran over from the direction of the village.

Ye Cheng's eyes were sharp, and he immediately saw Ye Sen among them, and hurriedly called out, "Where are you going, Ye Sen?"

Being stopped, one of the children stopped and looked towards this side. He He who was behind saw the child's face clearly, and burst out laughing in his heart.

There were streaks of red and yellow mud on the round face, and I don't know where it got on, even the clothes on his body.

Ye Lin also saw it, and frowned immediately, "Where have you been going wild again? With such a suit, I will wash your clothes today."

"Brother." Seeing the big brother frowned, Ye Sen tensed his little butt, and after a flattering cry, he walked over consciously and explained in a low voice, "Just now we were digging a rabbit's nest with Huzi and the others. That rabbit is huge."

Unexpectedly, his brother frowned even tighter, shrank his neck and obediently stood up straight to listen to the training.

"Yesen, are you fat? How old is Hu Zi, you dare to take people up the mountain, right?"

"Brother, I didn't take them up the mountain, but... it's at the entrance of the village. If you don't believe me, you can ask them."

Hearing this, Ye Lin raised his eyebrows, and the children who were four or five steps away saw him looking over and nodded vigorously.

For this big boy who dared to go up the mountain by himself at the age of ten, the other children in the village were jealous and admired him very much.

One of them, who was round and round like Ye Sen but much shorter, ran over from the line and stood up straight in front of him. He looked at Ye Lin with bright eyes and said loudly. : "Brother Lin Zi, we were indeed playing at the entrance of the village. We saw a rabbit and wanted to catch it, but the big rabbit ran into the grass and disappeared."

Seeing one tall and one short in front of him, with mud all over his body and face, Ye Lin breathed a sigh of relief and felt a headache at the same time, "Then where are you going now?"

As long as it's not up the mountain.

"Oh, isn't that a tree with big longan fruit on the side of the mountain? We want to pick some to eat." Seeing that the eldest brother didn't care about the previous things, Ye Sen hurriedly replied, shaking the thin bamboo stick in his hand, It was also at this time that He He was discovered behind the elder brother.

His eyes lit up, and he asked He He loudly, "Brother He Miao, do you want to go with us?"

He He shook his head, pointed to the basket in Ye Lin's hand and said, "Nest, wash, clothes."

Only at this time, the other children also noticed him, and they had already yelled out quickly.

"Why did Moriko call him? My mother said he was a fool and would beat people."

"Yeah, and he can't talk, we don't take him to play."

……

"To shut up!"

Ye Lin's face changed again, and when he stopped drinking with a sullen face, the children were frightened and stopped talking, and a tear almost fell out of fright.

Ye Sen also turned his head angrily and shouted to those children: "Brother He Miao is not stupid! You are the ones, I won't play with you anymore, hum!"

In fact, He He himself didn't feel much when he heard those words. He was indeed a fool in his previous appearance, but he didn't expect the two brothers of the Ye family to react so strongly.

Seeing that some tears were about to fall, he stretched out his hand to pull Ye Lin's clothes in front of him, drawing the other's attention to him, "No, four."

Seeing that the other party didn't move, she pushed him and urged, "Let's go."

Ye Lin scanned the children warningly, and then took He He's hand and walked away. He planned to send them directly to He's house.

"Hmph!" Seeing the elder brother and the others leaving, Ye Sen also turned his head to his little friend who was still playing well before, and snorted from his nose. His brother ran away.

Huzi was a little dazed, I don't know why the little friend turned his face at once, looked at this side, then at the other side, in the end it was obvious that his admiration prevailed, and he quickly followed Ye Sen's example and lost the bamboo stick, walking with small steps Short legs chased after him, "Brother Mori, wait for me."

"What are you doing here?"

"I'll follow!"

"Then don't cry, or I won't take you to play."

Sniffing, Xiao Pangdun was very firm, "I don't cry."

He He, who was walking in the middle, listened to the conversation between the two children behind him, and couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips slightly.

The child's innocent friendship comes and goes quickly.

Don't look at the falling out today, it is estimated that they will be reconciled when they wake up tomorrow.

Ye Lin, who had been paying attention to him secretly, felt relieved when he saw the little smile on his face, although it was a bit stiff and weird.

For this quiet child, just like his younger brother, he always pays attention and care subconsciously, and the other party is also his friend's younger brother.

Helping to send the clothes and people to He's house, Ye Lin took his younger brother back the same way. Before he could go back and change his clothes, he took the two children back to the water, washed their faces clean, and didn't care about the clothes. Wash it easily, and then let the two go home naked.

Fortunately, the sun has risen now, and these children hate to have to wear clothes during the summer day, so Ye Sen and Huzi didn't care about Ye Lin's "punishment" at all, and happily jumped into the water to plan a few, waiting for Ye Lin's "punishment". After washing the clothes, I went up and followed back.

Because it was close to his home, Ye Lin asked his younger brother to go home first with the clothes, and strictly ordered him to go back and put on clothes, and then he took Hu Zi to the village after he came back.

Huzi is the eldest grandson of the village chief's family. Today, he went out to play with his younger brother. He had to send it back in person, otherwise if something happened, it would be unclear.

When he arrived at the village head's house, he told Huzi's mother what happened, and returned the clothes by the way, and then came back. As for whether Huzi was served by his mother's bamboo sticks, it was not something he could stop.

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Speaking of He's side, someone kindly brought back the washed clothes, and it was still early for He He to get home.

Under the eaves, two ropes were hung down to tie the two ends of a bamboo, which is usually used for drying clothes. Unfortunately, given his height, he stood on tiptoe and was still half the length of the bamboo pole on tiptoe. Put it on there.

The dark eyes swept around the yard, and finally placed on the fence.Although the fence was a head higher than him, all he had to do was throw his clothes on and keep them from falling off.

After the clothes were dried, the family members hadn't come back yet, so he had to wait until he learned how to cook porridge with his mother, but when he found that there was nothing to do in front of the house, he took a hoe and went to the backyard.

The weeds were weeded bit by bit, and he couldn't wait until his brother and mother came back to do everything.

It's just that the work is not good in summer, people are sweating after doing two jobs, and the sun is always drying, so I have to think about how to weave straw hats and so on.

He He is very fortunate that he was interested in handicrafts in his previous life and knew how to weave some things.There is no shortage of straw and bamboo here, so it should be no problem. If it is really made up, maybe it can be sold.

There are bamboo baskets and bamboo baskets in the village, and it shouldn't be too conspicuous when he makes up some fakes.I don't know if his parents will make up these things.

Thinking about things in his heart, his hands moved slowly. When he retracted his thoughts, He He realized that he hadn't hoeed a few trees at all. The small height is a fatal injury. The hoe is not easy to grasp, and the strength is not accurate. If it is not good, it is easy to hoe and injure yourself; if you pull it out by hand, in the dry season, the ground is so hard that you can't pull it out at all.

Before noon, the sun was already scorching, He He stood up and let out a sigh of relief, looked at the ten or so weeds at his feet, and resigned himself to going back to the front.

I went into the kitchen and took a tong to poke the ashes in the stove, and found that there was still some carbon in it, so I hurriedly pulled some straw and put it in. When the smoke started, I took a torch made of bamboo knots and carefully blew on it.

There is a small pot in their house, and now there is a big pot for cooking rice and porridge, and the small one is left unused, and now it is used for boiling water.Carry the small pot to fill the water in front of the wooden vat, and put it on when you come back. Just watch the fire and wait for the water to boil.

In the past, whoever had time to boil water in the peasant family would drink clean water directly. Now that they have honey at home, they start to boil water for drinking.

When the water boiled, before parents and brothers came back, He He first made himself a bowl of sugar water, put it on the low table and waited for it to cool before drinking. After thinking about it, he filled a large pot with water , Grab two handfuls of brown rice and put it in, cover the pot and cook it as porridge.

Originally I wanted to cook polenta, but I saw noodles in the bucket of corn. Although there were some grains, it was different from the corn heads I bought in my previous life. I thought about not putting them together, and waiting for the water to boil before putting them in.

When the porridge was boiling, He He didn't stop. He also cleaned the small kitchen with the broom that he had made before, and tidied up the things. Just as spacious.

He He smiled comfortably, quite satisfied with the fruits of his labor. The boiled water on the low table should be drinkable at this time. He picked up the bowl and took a big sip of sugar water, which moistened his parched throat with the warmth and sweetness.

It would be better if it was iced.

At this time, the water in the pot on the stove had already boiled, and the hot air pushed the lid of the pot back slightly, and the blisters came out. He He hurriedly lifted the lid, and the hot air rushed up mixed with white mist. Take a step back to avoid it.

When the fog dissipated a bit, He He poked his head carefully to see that there was water splashing inside, put the lid of the pot on the table, took the wooden spoon over, dragged the wooden barrel over, and then carefully put the cornmeal in one hand. Putting it into the pot, as soon as the noodles went in, they turned into lumps before he had time to stir them.

He had no choice but to speed up the stirring speed. Although lumps still formed, it was much better than the first time.He didn't stop to put the noodles until the spoon felt a bit of resistance when stirring. He also stopped stirring, but he just lowered his head and put two sticks of firewood, and it stuck to the pan, so he had to continue stirring.

When his mother came back, He He felt his arms were too tired to move.

He Er's family came back to cook first. Unexpectedly, when they got home, they found clothes drying on the fence outside the yard. When they entered the yard, they saw their brother in the kitchen. He hurried in and found that the pot had already been boiled. This is the first time he cooks the corn porridge by himself. He also helped in the kitchen before, but it was just a fire.

He Er's family is a little excited. Is this son's brain normal?Excited, he also stretched out his hand to rub his son's hair, and there was water in his eyes.

"Mother." He He didn't move, but just yelled.

The pronunciation is still a bit inaccurate, but it is also understandable.

"Hey~" In response, He Er's family hurriedly wiped the tears from the corners of their eyes with the back of their hands, and said to their son with a soft smile: "He'er is so good, she can cook porridge, next time mother will teach you how to cook, but Now let's go play for a while, it's hot here."

He He stared at his mother for a while before nodding, turned around and left the small kitchen.

He didn't miss his mother's movements, probably because he was still a patient, so the whole family didn't ask him to help with the work in the field. Sometimes the work at home was done as much as possible before going to the field, so like today, he I also do some while my family is away.