Grandpa is not vegetarian

Hearing the door of the outer room, everyone turned their heads together, Gao Yichun said: "Old Gu."

Gao Xuehong was stunned at the door, if according to Gao Yichun's character, she would make more good food for everyone to eat together, she would still believe it, but that little villain who was said by her mother, sister-in-law, nephew and daughter-in-law to be worse than a pig and a dog would do the same Things are out of the ordinary. She glanced around the room. Ma Le and the others have come to learn characters these days, and she can recognize them all. The only one who was born on the face should be the little evil star. She sees that the child grows up. He was clean and white, sitting on the kang, with his back straight, his temperament was different from that of the child next to him, and it was even more different from the image of a ruffian in his imagination: "Ah, you are eating, You are Yining, right? I am your old aunt. When you came here, I helped your second aunt in the town. Today is the first time I see you. "

Mu Yunyi said calmly, "My name is Mu Yunyi."

Gao Xuehong was startled, and immediately understood the meaning of the other party: "Then I am the same as Sanlang, call you Yuanbao, this is not going to eat in the house, I will come to our family Moxiang to go back."

Gao Yichun said: "We brought Mo Xiang a share, enough to eat, let him eat here, you don't have to go back, old lady, just make do with it here." Saying this, let Gao Yiqing squeeze to the side Make room.

Gao Xuehong quickly waved her hand and declined: "No, no, you three children are living now, and earning food is not easy..." She asked Mo Xiang to put on her shoes while watching the expression on Mu Yunyi's face.

Mo Xiang was well-behaved, seeing her mother waved her hand, she put down the half-eaten cake and rubbed it on the edge of the kang to get off to the ground.

Mu Yunyi said: "Mo Xiang is a good kid, and brother Yichun is so close, let him finish eating here, or else we will go back halfway through the meal, and then continue to eat half of the meal. Turn around and be careful that your stomach hurts."

Gao Xuehong originally hoped that his son would have a good meal, but he just thought that this place is the head of the little evil star. Although Gao Yichun persuaded him to stay, it might not be effective. It depends on Mu Yunyi's intentions. Put the shoes back on the ground: "Okay, okay, your brother is honest and not annoying. If you tell him anything, he will listen." He continued to instruct Mo Xiang, "You use pure Brother Yuanbao and Brother Yuanbao treat you well, you have to be obedient, and you have to keep in mind the kindness you have received from others, and you must repay it in the future..."

Mu Yunyi couldn't help but laugh: "It's just a meal, you don't have to take it too seriously, don't scare the child." After all, he is a 20-year-old adult at heart, and his speech and behavior inevitably adopt the tone of an adult. , and although he is younger than Gao Yichun, he still treats them as children. After a morning of contact, he also has a good impression of Mo Xiang. , second only to Gao Yichun, faster than Gao Yiqing who already has a solid foundation.

Gao Yichun and Gao Yiqing stayed with Gao Xuehong to eat together again, and Gao Xuehong should have waved his hands happily: "No need! No need! I'll go back to the house to eat, and your brother will stay here. Sanlang, you are an older brother, so you should take care of yourself." The old aunt disciplined him, if he is disobedient, you can hit him or scold him, you don’t say anything, you eat, I’m leaving.” She still had lingering fears about Mu Yunyi, and she didn’t dare to let him “beat and scold” herself Son, only tell Gao Yichun who has the best temper.

Gao Xuehong happily returned to the upper room, saying that Mo Xiang ate there, and Bai Lianhua was a little sour: "It's true that the little boots are not given for free, not only can I go to study, but also provide food, since this is the case , I don’t think there is any need for Mo Xiang to cook in the future, let him eat in the fourth room, live there, and go there with that little animal!”

Gao Xuehong ignored her, served a bowl of rice, and sat there eating silently.

Bai Lianhua felt unwilling, and said, "Then a pair of boots can be sold for at least [-] yuan in the town. Even though you find a husband for your son, it will still be sold for a kilometer's money."

Gao Xuehong still didn't even look at her, and the others didn't bother. They all knew that Mrs. Gao was partial to the old son and the old girl. If Gao Xuehong hadn't brought her son back to live with her natal family, she would have been short of breath, and Mrs. Gao would have spoken out.

Bai Lianhua felt that she was bored, so she changed the topic: "That little animal is generous, with oily spring pancakes, bacon and fried shredded potatoes, and it's just for nothing to eat for nothing. Sanlang is also a heartless one. , not to mention sending a stack to the house to honor his grandma, it doesn’t matter whether we eat or not, the key is the old lady..."

"Crack!" Mrs. Gao put her rice bowl on the table, "Eating won't stop your dung hole! If you want to eat it, it's delicious, if you don't eat it, go back to your room and embroider your flowers! It’s almost the twelfth lunar month, how many needleworks have you done? You’ve been doing the work of making manure for nothing all year round, and you’re still shy|forced|faced and gossiping! Seeing people’s jealousy from eating cakes, tomorrow will make Dalang’s Mo Shao, buy a piece, and we'll bake it too! If you bake big meat stuffing, your mouth will be full of oil once you bite into it, and you won't be able to hold it to death!"

Bai Lianhua's face was red and white, and her hair was ruthless in her heart. She secretly gritted her silver teeth, but she couldn't show it on her face.

Gao Xuexin's wife, Tong Shi, was born and persuaded: "She is young and ignorant, mom, don't take it to heart, my sister-in-law's contribution to our family in the past few years is obvious to all, if it weren't for her monthly needlework to subsidize the family, our family would have died early." I went to drink the Northwest Wind, Mo Xiang's life is not good, if his father is alive, he is also a young master now, seeing him messing around with those mud boys in the village every day, my aunt's heart It’s not good, but it’s a good thing to find a place to read and read now, there’s nothing to say about it.”

Only then did Mrs. Gao pick up the rice bowl, and ate again. After taking two bites of the steamed bread, she turned to Gao Xuehong and asked, "Did you ask Saburo, where did their money come from?"

Gao Xuehong said: "I asked Sanlang and Wulang, and they said that the ingot was brought back from the county seat. I asked them what the two ingots were doing in the county seat, and they only said they were telling stories for people, and then Everyone appreciates it."

"He can tell stories?" Gao Yizheng was quite surprised.

Gao Xuehong said: "Saburo and Goro both said that. They didn't say what was going on. It looked like they didn't know. As for what books they were talking about, I, a woman, didn't understand either."

"What kind of books will he know?" Gao Yizhi sneered, "Even if he can read a few words, how many books can he read now? How dare he go to the city to become a storytelling master? I think Eighty percent of them are still begging for food."

His daughter-in-law, Dou Jiao'e, interjected at the side: "If you can beg for food and eat meat every day, then we don't have to farm the land, and we can all beg for food together! I think there must be something weird about him here. Let's find out, we have to send People also go to the county with him."

Gao Xuezheng hurriedly said: "It's snowing heavily, and peeing can be frozen into icicles. It's dozens of miles from here to the city, and you must freeze to death halfway."

His daughter-in-law, Luo Shi, spat: "A little doll in his teens can run back and forth every day. You are not as good as such a young man? You know how to go out every day to hang corpses from house to house. Nuan, don’t even think about it, if you know how he earns money, we’ll go there tomorrow, he can earn so much money as a child, and he’s just adding cotton coats and buying bacon, how can adults like us do that? Don’t you earn more? At least we will have a good year this year. With spare money, we don’t need to farm next year. We just hire people to plant for us. Later, we will invite a teacher to come to our house to set up a restaurant. Dalang, Erlang doesn't have to go down to Qinghe to go to a private school anymore, our family Shiro also learns a few characters with his brother, and there is hope in the future."

Everyone was excited by the blueprint she drew, and even Mrs. Gao thought it was very reasonable: "Your wife is right, that kid is not afraid of the cold, what are you so afraid of as an adult? Go tomorrow and do it with him." Boss Niu's car is entering the city."

Gao Xuezheng was still a little tired and unwilling: "It's not that you don't know the old bull's temper. I told him a while ago that he shouldn't bring that brat into the city, but he took it to heart? He didn't take it to heart at all. Our Gao family takes it seriously..."

"He won't let you ride in a car, so you won't go on foot? It's a bullock cart and it's not a scooter, so you can't catch up? Even if you can't catch up, give me a drive from behind and see what the dead star is doing. What are you doing in the city, or you won't have to come back tomorrow!" Mrs. Gao finally made a final decision, "Eat!"

Ma Le and the others are all sensible. After eating, they rushed to wash the dishes and chopsticks, cleaned and wiped the outhouse, and then came back to continue studying. Mu Yunyi explained another five pages to them. Even the ten pages in the morning, after removing the repeated ones, there are more than 200 new characters. It's really too thin, no matter how hard you try, you can't remember everything, and in the end it almost becomes a paste in your head.

Fortunately, the six children are studying together, forgetting this one, remembering that one, adding up to seven or eighty-eight. When Mu Yunyi goes to the city tomorrow, they will review at home. It is better not to talk about it at all. It's good to discredit.

The days in winter are short, and it gets dark early. Mu Yunyi spoke quickly after arriving, and then announced that school is over, telling the Ji brothers to go back quickly: "It's not that I won't stay with you, it's dark and the road is slippery, you go home early, save dad Mother is in a hurry."

He asked Gao Yiqing to go to the pot in the outhouse to bring the two people's shoes: "The clothes and shoes have been dried, and the grass in the shoes has been burned by me. That is not warm." He took out two pairs of cotton wool from the box Socks are made of two layers of muslin, with a layer of cotton in the middle.

Mu Yunyi is really not used to wearing socks in this world. Most of them are just tubes and have no elasticity. They are very uncomfortable to wear on the feet. I just want to step on a piece of rotten cloth. I have been in the city for the past few days, specializing in making them myself. According to the shape of the feet, it is more solid. Winter socks should be made of high waist and thick. The coarse cloth wears the feet. He uses two layers of fine cloth, with a layer of cotton inside, and then densely stuffed. It was warm, and Mu Yunyi felt a little regretful that he didn't learn the rope technique well, otherwise, if he could knit sweaters with his own hands, get some sweaters, woolen pants, and wool socks, it wouldn't be cold to ride an ox cart back and forth.