60s white-eyed wolf

"Good, good! I am obedient, work, eat, eat!"

Er smirked so much that his saliva was about to flow out, he hurriedly breathed back with a hiss, imitating Brother Fugui, shrank his head and spoke in a low voice, nodding desperately in agreement.

Brother Fugui raised his arm and put it on the shoulders of the new recruit in satisfaction, he was slightly dissatisfied with his height, tsk!What's the reason for being more majestic than the boss?Fortunately, my family is only sixteen, and I can still grow up for two years. The two fools are in their 30s, and they will never grow taller.

Sun Yaozu was not a born idiot. I heard from Grandma that he was seriously ill with a fever when he was a child, and his family had no money to treat him, so it was delayed.Unlike those crazy and stupid lunatics, Sun Ersha is just clumsy and out of his mind, like a three or four-year-old child, he can't speak clearly. If you let him do some simple tasks and teach him well, he will be fine. of.

He has great strength, is confused and can't speak, he is simply a strong laborer bestowed by God!

Ouch, I am really kind-hearted in helping people out.

Cao Fugui sighed, and he was relieved to finalize the name of the younger brother.

While speaking, Ersha still looked back at the crushed worm on the ground reluctantly, and sighed sadly: "Oh! Meat."

"Eat what you have! Don't worry about bugs."

Cao Fugui rolled his eyes, took his hand, stuffed some wild pork jerky, and said: "You eat first, and I will come to 'play' with you when I am busy, do you understand? Don't tell anyone. !"

Ersha ate with eyes full of light, and nodded firmly: "Mm, mmm!"

Cao Fugui and his second uncle pushed the cart to the entrance of the village, and met a group of children blocking the road, standing breathlessly under the tall ginkgo tree in Fengshui Temple, taking a slingshot in the middle and aiming at a small sparrow on the treetop. It's the embolus of the third grandpa, Secretary Cao.

Dog eggs, long legs, and tiger teeth, the big fart kids, all raised their necks and stared at the sparrow intently. From time to time, some people hissed and sucked their saliva, as if they could kill the sparrow in the next moment. The bird is eaten alive, steamed and braised in brown sauce.

Cao Fugui glanced at the group of greedy little redheads, and then at the sparrows shivering in the cold wind on the treetops. He suddenly let out a loud roar, which made a group of children tremble suddenly, The sparrow on the sky was so frightened that it spread its wings and flew high, instantly turning into a black shadow in the blue sky and disappearing.

The children howled in disappointment and anger, looking everywhere for which blind guy is so bad?Turning his head, he was facing Brother Fugui's foolish smile.

"Wow--"

"The bastard is here!"

"Run!"

Brother Fugui was famous in the brigade, one of them was scared to cry, five were scared away, and only one clan relative, Shuanzi, was left. His face suddenly turned into embarrassment with anger, and he stood there, stammering hello: "Fu, Brother Fugui! Uh— —Ah! My mother told me to gather firewood and go home, I, I'll go first!"

Before he finished speaking, he had already run to the halfway up the mountain.

Cao Fugui sneered at these brats, he thought it was a big deal to hit a small sparrow, grandpa hit a wild boar as big as a mountain and didn't blow it to the sky!

The cart creaked and pushed across the wooden bridge in the middle of the stream, and the home was on the opposite side. Fugui and Second Uncle walked briskly.

"Grandma, I'm back!"

Looking at the courtyard gate from a distance, Cao Fugui had already shouted away, and a small figure rushed out like a cannonball, plunged into Cao Ershu's arms, and yelled loudly: "Daddy, daddy, what did you buy back from the city? Is it good?" Is there something to eat?"

"Is there any delicious food, but there is a big pot for cooking delicious food."

Cao Fugui knocked on the iron pot "Dang Dang Dang", Bao Feng stared round in surprise, and in an instant the wind blew back to the house, shouting: "Grandma, grandma! Dad and brother brought back the big one Only pot!"

At some point, Miao Er quietly stood beside the trolley, nodded solemnly at the pot, and said to Fugui, "Brother, you have worked hard."

"Bao Feng is an idiot, how can we be as well-behaved as our Miaoer, here it is!"

Brother Fugui was generous, and he gave the younger sister a handful of dried meat. Miao Er happily took it with her eyes wide open.

Entering the yard with Miaoer, Cao Fugui seemed to catch a glimpse of a figure out of the corner of his eye. He turned his head, and the person sitting in the corner looked at him, slowly lowered his head, and continued to concentrate on weaving the basket in his hand. Two or three woven bamboo baskets have been piled up beside them.

Fu Gui lowered his head and asked Miao Er: "He has been weaving baskets? Didn't he take a break?"

Miao Er nodded earnestly, stretched out a palm, thought for a while, counted and retracted one finger, and said: "I have made four of them, and I haven't stopped. Grandpa said that there are not enough bamboos, so he went to chop bamboos." .”

Tsk!Really hardworking, this oil bottle is not a loss!

The second aunt Wang Liuzhi also came out to welcome her, took the cauldron from the man's hand, happily took it to the stove, turned around and called her in-laws to have dinner together.

"Hey? Second Aunt, don't you have to go to work today?" Fugui asked a little strangely.

Speaking of this, Wang Liuzhi immediately became sad, and said: "Who says it is not! Captain Shi said that there is not much work in winter leisure, and the Chinese New Year is coming, and there is not enough food in the team, so let everyone rest and settle the work points in two days, who knows? Is there any food left? Alas! Every family is having a hard time.”

Thanks to Fugui who brought a wild boar and vegetables, there was no break in the family. He mixed dried sweet potatoes and cooked it for a month, but there was really no rice or noodles left.

She glanced at the oil bottle with some resentment, and when she looked back, she felt pity in her heart.

Although the child was gloomy and silent for a long time, he was quite sensible, he would not rest even if his leg was broken, he would work hard, eat the bottom of the bowl, and refused to add anything.Besides the trouble, she can't say anything about what people are eating for their wealth.

Children as young as seven or eight years old, like the hozen Baofeng at home, who doesn't think about playing all day long?The kid from the Qiao family is so sensible and willing to do it, he is afraid of being rejected by others, he has gone through a lot of hardships to become like this.

Really guilty!

well!In the final analysis, the food rations are too low and life is difficult, otherwise she would not be stingy and there would be an extra child in the family.

Grandma happily watched her eldest grandson come home and listened to him talk about the Qian family, how her daughter, son-in-law, in-laws, and grandson were all well.Hearing Fugui vaguely mentioning that he could help Qian's family exchange food, grandma squinted her eyes and patted her grandson's hand, saying: "Eating dumplings in a muffled voice, you have to know what you are doing. If you can reach out to help others, you should try your best to help, and you should also keep in mind." , Shoot the top bird with a gun, cut down the top snake with a knife, don't act in a public way, know how to cut it?"

Fugui patted his stomach and said with a smile: "Grandma, you don't know about your cunning grandson? I put my heart firmly in my stomach, and I won't take any risks."

Waiting for the second aunt to prepare lunch for the whole family, grandpa and Yingzi, who was collecting firewood, went back to the house. A low table was spread out, and a square chair was pulled over. Multiple people ate, and the small square table was a good place to sit. No more.

The dishes are still those dishes, radish, cabbage and sweet potato soup, plus a few slices of salt-cured pork per person.

Cao Fugui lamented that he really didn't want to eat these meals without oil and salt. After eating delicacies made from treasure furnaces, even if they were "inferior", they were so delicious that they were swallowed by the tongue, and the soul would go to heaven.Eating the usual meals at home, it is really tasteless in the mouth, and it almost fades away.

Grandma gave her grandson a look, and said, "Don't be picky, eat more. Seeing that you are as thin as a bone spirit, how can you grow taller if you don't eat?"

"Grandma is telling a joke! How can there be such a handsome bone spirit like me? Grandpa Dasheng couldn't bear to kill him when he saw it. Alas! The wild pork is so pickled and boiled, it really doesn't taste good. Grandma, I want to eat it made by you Steam the sausage, cut a few slices of it, it makes my mouth water when I think about it.” Cao Fugui closed his eyes and ate it in his mouth, trying to think that the salted pork slices were the sausage slices made by Grandma.

Grandma patted Fugui's head, and sighed a little embarrassed: "The sausage is easy to make, and the casing is also easy to make, but there are no various seasonings, sauces and spices. This meat will not last long if it is not delicious."

The only half bottle of soy sauce in the house was consumed by Fu Gui in one meal. The seasoning used to stuff the sausages was not a star and a half, and the rations were not enough.

Hearing what Grandma said, Cao Fugui rolled his eyes, and immediately thought of a way, looked at her with a smile, and said, "Leave this little thing to me, and I'll get the seasoning. Grandma, you're a good crafter, do more Sausage, tastes good and keeps for a long time, how much is good!"

"Sausage, the sausage is delicious! Grandma, grandma, I want to eat it too!" Bao Feng immediately firmly supported the elder brother.

Even meat is delicious!Bacon is also meat, but after eating the most delicious roast pork that my elder brother cooked that day, and eating this again, it feels rough and fishy, ​​and it is really compared to the bottom of the ground.

Grandma cursed with a grin, nodded her head in agreement.

After barely swallowing a bowl of sweet potato porridge, Cao Fugui ate a few slices of coarsely salted meat, which smelled fishy. He quietly glanced at the few around him. Bao Feng frowned and swallowed the meat.In this day and age, it is already a blessing to have food and clothing. How can one dare to dislike meat just because one has eaten a good meal?

If he didn't have the refining hut in his hand, he guessed that he would eat the meat as soon as he saw it, so he wouldn't care about whether it was delicious or not, but now that the treasure is in his hand, how can he eat it?

Cao Fugui stared bitterly at the sliced ​​meat at the bottom of the bowl, quietly avoiding Grandma's gaze, picked up the bowl, got up and walked to the small table made of square chairs next to him, Yingzi, Miaoer and Qiao Yingnian three children sitting and eating together.Yingzi and Miaoer had already finished eating, and they were helping to clean up the bowls and chopsticks. Qiao Yingnian had also finished his sweet potato porridge. He silently picked the porridge grains at the bottom of the bowl, and there were two intact slices of bacon pork left. did not move.

Cao Fugui's eyes flickered, he immediately picked up his bowl, and preached with a stern face: "Do you still want to recover from your leg injury? Eat all the meat! No matter how poor the family is, it doesn't depend on saving your rations." He picked up himself A few slices of meat in the bowl were quickly put into his bowl, and he said: "Eat meat to nourish the meat. Another day burnt the pig's trotters and tendons. You can eat them all for me to nourish your hamstrings."

Qiao Yingnian looked silently at the sudden extra pieces of meat in his bowl, slowly raised his head, fixedly looked at him, then suddenly lowered his head, tearing and biting, and devoured the meat.

"Tsk! Alright, bloody. He's a man, so he has to eat meat like this and drink in a big bowl!"

Cao Fugui talked nonsense there, making Yingzi and Miaoer laugh while covering their mouths, and Baofeng also yelled for a big piece of meat.Grandma laughed angrily, picked up her chopsticks and knocked on the forehead of the eldest grandson.

After lunch, everyone started to get busy.

Grandpa and Uncle are going to rebuild the stove and install the newly bought cauldron.Grandma has to do handicrafts, the second aunt is doing housework, and Yingzi and Miaoer are responsible for feeding the thin-footed and lonely chickens at home, and Xiao Qiao also helps them get chicken food to feed the chickens.Bao Feng was free, so he slipped out to play with his friends.

Cao Fugui was about to sneak out to do "business" when he caught sight of the chicken food in Xiao Qiao's hand out of the corner of his eye. He was taken aback, walked over and asked, "Yingzi, this is what the chicken eats? No wonder it's full of bones."

In the broken pottery dish were chopped chickweed and rotten sweet potato pieces, not even half a grain of rice, not to mention meat such as snails and worms.It's strange to eat these things to gain weight.

Yingzi frowned sadly, and said, "That's all. In winter, even bugs are hard to catch, and there's not enough to eat. A few hens won't lay eggs."

Cao Fugui cheered up, rolled his eyes, and frowned: "This is difficult. In this way, anyway, there will be no meat, and it will cost food to keep. I might as well catch a few to exchange for food. Yingzi, you and Grandma Say."

Before the astonished Yingzi could reply, he stretched out his hand to catch it very skillfully, and clamped the only big flowered rooster in the family under his armpit. It was clamped tightly before it could even make a cry.I fished it again, and the black-tailed hen, which is the favorite of the flower rooster and the most egg-laying, was also taken into my hand.

While Yingzi was stunned, Brother Fugui already had two chickens in his hands, and drifted away, disappearing in a blink of an eye.

Only the two little girls were left looking at each other bitterly, and somehow explained to the adults.Qiao Yingnian silently watched the direction Cao Fugui was going away, held the chicken food plate steadily, called the chickens with a "smack" in his mouth, and worked hard to feed the remaining chickens.

Brother Fugui thinks they are too thin!