pastoral days

Zhang Ruiwen's one-acre three-point land was finally harvested.After the Zhang family experienced the joy of labor, each of them forcibly took some as encouragement for their own labor, and left happily.

"Brother Song, there's not much left..." Zhang Ruiwen said, looking at the neat golden corn piled up under the window.

"Daddy said that cornmeal can make some delicious food" with an aggrieved expression.

"It's okay, pick some good seeds and keep them. We still have a piece of land to confiscate. I'm afraid you won't be able to eat them all." Song Chaoyang said with a smile.In fact, he also admires Zhang Ruiwen, a man who has never farmed land, and leads a group of inexperienced people.The harvest is not bad, almost as much as their mu yield.This is not counting the fact that we plucked a lot from the ground in the early stage and ate tender corn.Overall, quite a success.

"Xiaowen, your fourth uncle and the others want to ask you for some seeds for next year." As soon as Song Gang came to the yard of the two of them, he watched the two of them staring deeply at the corn stomping, and told him about his younger brother looking for him just now.

Speaking of this, Song Gang is more proud.Every autumn harvest, the farmers in the village will keep their eyes open.See who grows the best, so that you can exchange some seeds.Although Zhang Ruiwen's land is sparsely populated, everyone's corn is top-notch. That day they saw the whole family harvesting corn, and some even took a look at it for an excuse.The village is so big, and the Song family's corn topped the list in the village.Song Gang has been walking in the village recently, so proud...

"Well, fine. I'll keep it for my fourth uncle," Zhang Ruiwen agreed without hesitation.

"Hey, Xiaowen. It's just that your corn is so full. Many people in the village asked me that you changed the seeds. Is there anything you can do with these corns?" Song Gang had seen Zhang Ruiwen's love for these corns, Master Zhang wanted to ask for more baskets, but Zhang Ruiwen refused.

"Okay, father, you can arrange for everyone to change. I should have a lot left." Zhang Ruiwen thought for a while and said.But now you can see the faint joy on his face.Song Gang felt relieved, and hurriedly went to work on his own affairs.

"Why, don't you think it's too little now?" Song Chaoyang patted his forehead. It was too little just now, and now he is so happy to change with everyone, he really can't keep up with Xiaowen's train of thought.

Zhang Ruiwen looked around at his home as if he had done something bad. "Haha...it's a good thing." Zhang Ruiwen looked smug.

Song Chaoyang: He thinks he is a bit square, what's the situation.

"Okay, Brother Song, let me tell you, I plan to keep the seeds for these corns. I want to plant these corns on a large scale next year. Is it costly to buy land and find people to plant them? Let everyone plant them now , They are also happy, and I can also observe, so it's the best of both worlds." Zhang Ruiwen said happily.

Song Chaoyang: The big boss is indeed a big boss, how can an ordinary person like him reach the height.

After all the arrangements are in place, winter is almost here.It's cold and windy, and it's time to squat at home.On this day, Song Chaoyang invited everyone from the Zhang family to eat hot pot at home.Just stay for a few days, after all, the Song family's house is especially comfortable in winter.

"Brother Song, I'm going to help my father prepare things. Mom and the others will arrive later, remember to call me." Zhang Ruiwen likes everyone to get together, how lively it is.

"Okay, you go." Zhang Ruiwen ran around, adding a touch of vitality to the silent winter.Song Chaoyang felt his heart warm when he looked at it.

The task of Song Chaoyang and Song Gang father and son is to put the hot pot on the shelf. When the conditions are good and there are people at home, Song Gang has nothing to do, so he just made a table that is the most convenient for eating hot pot, and eat it with future generations The table of the copper pot is exactly the same.Song Zhaoyang felt that he had lost face to modern people.

As soon as it was done, I heard the sound of horseshoes outside the door.It is estimated that everyone from the Zhang family has arrived.Song Zhaoyang rushed out to greet him.

"Father, mother, you are here, come in quickly. It's very cold outside." Song Zhaoyang hurriedly called everyone to enter the house.

"Brother Song, is this the new table you made? It's really good." As soon as Master Zhang entered the door, he saw the unique table, and his eyes lit up.

"Hey, it's just that I have nothing to do in winter. I can do whatever I want." Song Gang scratched his head with his hands in embarrassment and said.

"I look pretty good," Mrs. Zhang also boasted.

"Chaoyang, where's Xiaowen?" Although his younger brother often cheated on his elder brother, Zhang Ruihua missed him a little these days.

"In the kitchen, he told me to wait for you to call him, I'll go find him," Song Zhaoyang said with a smile.

"Hey... let's talk, let me go, just to help," Mo Xuelian said hastily.

"Yeah..." Zhang Xiaomi on the side was always reminded of his presence.In winter, Zhang Xiaomi wore round clothes, and Song Zhaoyang felt that he looked like a glutinous rice ball.

"What's the matter?" Song Chaoyang looked at Zhang Xiaomi who was twisting in Zhang Ruihua's arms and asked suspiciously.

"I guess I want to follow Xuelian. My son is very concerned about eating, and kitchen is also a sensitive word. Sometimes I wonder if I was born in a disaster year, so I am so persistent. A small person, a When it comes to food, people are very clever," Zhang Ruihua said helplessly.

"Brother Hua, I'll take Xiaomi with me. Otherwise, he has to make trouble with you, so you can talk first." Mo Xuelian saw that Zhang Xiaomi was making a fuss, so let's take him away.There is no finished product for hot pot to eat.

"That's fine, you let Xiaowen take him with him, this kid is more clingy to Xiaowen." Zhang Ruihua handed over his chubby glutinous rice balls.No one noticed that when Zhang Ruiwen was mentioned, Zhang Xiaomi's eyes lit up, and he touched his big pocket with his chubby little hands.

"Xiaowen, Uncle Song. If you need help, I'll come." Mo Xuelian rushed to the kitchen with Zhang Xiaomi in her arms.A big ton of meat is really nothing to Mo Nuxia.

"The snow lotus is here. There's nothing else to do. We're almost ready, and we'll have dinner in a while. Come on, Xiaomi, let's see what this is?" Zhang Xiaomi is the heart treasure of the four old people.Knowing that Xiaomi looks at food, everyone prefers to tease him with food.

"Uncle Song, you must not feed him. Two days ago, I went to see my grandpa, and my grandpa said that he is a little fat, which is not good for his health. Let us control it in the future." Mo Xuelian looked at Song Lai's hands A dried sweet potato hurriedly stopped him.

"Ah? It's not okay to be fat? Isn't it a blessing to be fat?" Isn't raising a doll means feeding the doll to make it fat for nothing, Song Lai was a little surprised.

"Hey, grandpa said, it's not good if you get fat. But it's okay now, just control it a little bit." Mo Xuelian was a little shy.The child is overweight...inexplicably embarrassing.

"Haha... Zhang Xiaomi. Look, it's so edible." Zhang Ruiwen laughed loudly after hearing this, and lightly touched Zhang Xiaomi's forehead with those hands.Great, my nephew.

Zhang Xiaomi couldn't understand the remarks about not being able to eat more (choose to be transparent), he just grabbed Zhang Ruiwen's hand and yelled in a panic.

"Sister-in-law, please put him down. I'll play with Xiaomi for a while." Zhang Ruiwen thought that his little nephew desperately wanted to play with him (thinking too much)

"Xiaomi, do you miss Uncle?" He squatted down with a smile on his face.

"Yeah... time" Zhang Xiaomi was put on the ground (now he can barely stand), dragged Zhang Ruiwen anxiously and pointed to the hood on his chest.

"Ah, the new clothes I wore today. They must have been made by Grandpa Song. They're so pretty." Zhang Ruiwen praised sincerely, thinking that Zhang Xiaomi was showing off her new clothes to him, as if I knew everything.

"Yeah..." Seeing that he couldn't communicate with his uncle, Zhang Xiaomi was in a hurry.I could only keep putting my hands in my pockets and taking them out again.After several rounds, he looked at Zhang Ruiwen with hope.

"Uh..." In this situation, Zhang Ruiwen suddenly remembered that one day, he promised Xiaomi that he would fill him with a bag full of food.So, that's what nephew means.

"Want to eat?" Zhang Ruiwen asked uncertainly.

"Ah..." Zhang Xiaomi finally breathed a sigh of relief, he was exhausted.I knew I was right by the look on my face.Zhang Ruiwen secretly glanced at Mo Xuelian.What my sister-in-law said just now is to control this little guy's diet.If he knew that he filled a bag full of food for Xiaomi, then neither of them would be able to eat the bag and leave, I'm afraid.

But if he didn't give it to Xiaomi, he would probably remember his tall image as an uncle for a lifetime. After all, he would be surprised if Xiaomi didn't remember such a big bag of food.

"Wait..." Zhang Ruiwen whispered to Zhang Xiaomi.He looked like he was going to secretly find something delicious for him.

At this time, Zhang Xiaomi's head is extremely bright.Sure enough, she kept quiet as she said, for fear of spoiling her good deed.Zhang Ruiwen had to admire someone's selective intelligence.

"Dad, sister-in-law, I'll take Xiaomi out for a walk." Zhang Ruiwen said hello and took his little creditor back to the bedroom.

Put Zhang Xiaomi safely on the bed, and turned around with a bitter face.I really blame my mouth, now riding a tiger is hard to get off.So sad.Looking for things while thinking of countermeasures (of course, the appearance is still there, otherwise the little ancestor will not make trouble).

Zhang Ruiwen rummaged around, and finally found something that could be traded - walnuts.Haha, Xiaomi can't eat this thing by himself, he can only eat it after being trained with the help of adults.It was perfect to look at but not eat.

Zhang Ruiwen took a bag of walnuts to bed. "Xiaomi. Come. Uncle gave you something to eat." Zhang Ruiwen said with a smile on his face (waiting for a good show).

Sure enough, when Zhang Xiaomi saw how much he was eating, he immediately became full of energy, and quickly opened the pockets that almost took up his entire clothes.I can't even close my mouth.

Zhang Ruiwen filled his pockets to the brim, and immediately changed from a round glutinous rice ball to a kangaroo carrying goods.The two of them are extremely satisfied no matter what angle they think about.

Zhang Xiaomi, who is full of goods, Zhang Ruiwen can't see it, it's so funny.And he couldn't hold him anymore.Regardless of whether it is heavy or not, just mentioning those walnuts would burp him to death.But it was obvious that he could take something out of Zhang Xiaomi, but he still couldn't do it.

"Xiaowen, why did you bring Xiaomi back? It's time to eat." When Zhang Ruiwen was worried, Song Zhaoyang came over.

"I can't hold him." The voice was full of helplessness.

Song Chaoyang raised his eyes after hearing this, okay.Xiaowen messed around again, filling Xiaomi's front pocket full.

"Just now I heard from Brother Hua that they are preparing to control Xiaomi's weight, but father and the others are always doing a disservice to him, and he can't help himself. He's really worried. You're good, you just packed a bag for him." Song Zhaoyang said helplessly. laughed.

"I know, I heard from my sister-in-law just now, but this is what I promised to fill a bag full of millet before. I can't go back on my promise. Fortunately, I filled him with walnuts. Haha"

"You, let's go, let's go eat." Song Zhaoyang was really convinced by the treasures of this pair of uncles and nephews, fighting wits and courage.Went to the bed and carried Zhang Xiaomi "princess hug" in front of everyone.

When everyone saw Zhang Xiaomi "holding" in Song Chaoyang's hand, and the satisfied expression on Zhang Xiaomi's face, they couldn't help but laugh.But if you look closely, you will find that Zhang Xiaomi seems to have a big belly.

"This is?" Mo Xuelian couldn't accept the fact that it was in her son's pocket, how she would get it back was a problem.

"Uh..." Zhang Ruiwen explained the cause and effect in embarrassment. "He didn't ask him to eat walnuts, so you still need to control them," explained weakly.

"..." You are right, but Xiaomi can't carry such a bag every day, how can he learn to walk like this?

Let's not talk about future problems, let's just say that now, the bottom of the hot pot is boiling, and everyone hastened to sit down.come to eat.As for our group favorite, he stayed in a corner obediently today.

The main reason was that just now, Zhang Xiaomi was rolling around and successfully got Master Zhang to open a walnut for him.Zhang Xiaomi is now carefully buckling the walnuts.As a natural raw product, you must not waste a little bit of food.So Zhang Xiaomi actually ignored the smell of hot pot in the air, and ate a little bit, which was delicious.

Mo Xuelian had such a comfortable meal for the first time since she had Zhang Xiaomi.Don't worry about whether you can eat this millet or not.A group of people eat in full swing.After everyone finished eating, Zhang Xiaomi was still kneading the walnuts, frowning.Seeing him eating so hard, Zhang Ruiwen still felt a little bit unbearable.

"Come on, Xiaomi. Uncle is here to help you." Zhang Ruiwen found a stone and successfully removed all the walnut kernels. After Zhang Xiaomi finished eating, he was finally consummated, and finally finished his complementary food egg custard as the end point.He had no idea what he had just missed.

"Chaoyang, Chinese New Year is coming soon, is the courier busy? Can you help me get shrimp from Haicheng, I'm going to give it as a gift" Master Zhang said when everyone was chatting after dinner.

"Okay, I happen to have someone bring some shrimps from Haicheng, we share a share, and it's good to give gifts."

"Mmm, um" Mr. Zhang was extremely satisfied with this son-in-law.

"Yeah..." Zhang Xiaomi made another voice that belonged to him.Usually he is like this, usually there is something that needs to be done.

"Xiaomi, what's the matter?" Mrs. Zhang asked lovingly.

"Yeah..." Zhang Xiaomi was extremely tired, no one in his world could understand him.It takes half a day to express an idea every time.He was exhausted.He twisted his body in disobedience, and was put on the ground by Zhang Ruihua.

As he twisted, everyone could only hear the sound of walnuts colliding in his pocket.Kind of gratifying.

"Want to take out the walnuts?" Mo Xuelian, who is still a mother, understood him.

Zhang Xiaomi nodded hurriedly. After eating a walnut, he found that he was too tired. Out of his foodie ethics, he never gave up, but let's eat slowly in the future.

"Haha..." Zhang Xiaomi's action caused everyone to burst into laughter.

Zhang Xiaomi: This baby doesn't understand what you are laughing at.Hate……

Mo Xuelian took out the little ancestor's walnuts angrily and amusedly. He didn't want them to be left indiscriminately, so he had to collect the whole box.Mo Xuelian was tired.

Zhang Xiaomi: I want more, just prepare to eat slowly later.

"Chaoyang, has there been any letter from Ah Rui recently? Xiaomi is over one year old." Mrs. Zhang looked at the happy scene of everyone, and remembered the life they used to live together.At that time there was A Rui, and now there is Xiaomi.Ah Rui left in such a hurry that he had never seen Xiaomi before.At that time, he told her every day that he would be a good brother in the future.