The fertile water of farming does not flow to outsiders' fields

Seeing him leave, Xue Yinsong went back to the backyard with peace of mind: "Father, can your steamed buns be steamed today? If you can steam them, I'll bring two of them to Da Nizi tomorrow." Father heard the words and said hastily: " You have to put the noodles in a hot place, and it’s okay if it’s fast, so I’m going to boil a pot of hot water to make the noodles.”

"What about the tofu? When are you going to make it? There are only four days left."

"Didn't the beans be soaked yesterday, and I came to grind them after a while. After rolling overnight and dripping water, they will be shaped tomorrow. It's just that the weather is bad, and the tofu may be a little astringent without the sun."

After hearing this, Xue Yinsong went to the utility room to move the grinding disc out to clean it. Fortunately, it was only used two months ago, so it was not considered dirty. He fetched a bucket of water and brushed it carefully, and found a stool to put the grinding disc on it.

Xue's father washed the beans twice, selected rotten beans and poured them on the millstone. Xue Yinsong pushed them first, and asked his father, "If you wanted to kill someone, what method would you choose?"

Father Xue was taken aback, but he had already gotten used to his son's strangeness, and replied, "Of course, choose the method with the greatest confidence. Poisoning is relatively quiet."

"What about hasty killing?"

"Of course it is to use the things that are available nearby, such as stones and stools." Father Xue replied naturally: "This is not a problem for me. I have also seen a lot of dramas."

"What about the gentleman's method of killing?"

Father Xue finally couldn't hold back anymore: "It doesn't matter who is a gentleman or a villain when you kill someone? It's fine if you can kill someone, and it doesn't matter how you die?"

Xue Yinsong was also very distressed: "Is there any way to fight with the deceased first, then strangle him to death, and then hang him after waking up and regretting it?"

Father Xue shook his head: "That's too strange. Strangulation is usually very difficult to do. When I was young, there was a case in the village. A man strangled his wife to death. According to Wu Zuo, only the size and strength It can only be done when there is a big difference, if two people have the same strength and size, it will be very difficult to do it, because the other person will struggle desperately because of insufficient strength.”

Xue Yinsong's eyes lit up, he patted his thigh and praised: "Father, you have been a great help!"

"Really?" Father Xue immediately smiled all over his face: "What can I do for you?"

"At least you indirectly proved the existence of a third person, something I have never figured out," Xue Yinsong replied, "Why did Chang Dani fight Chen Shan first, and then strangle him to death? I have always made a mistake, thinking that there is only one murderer from beginning to end, and then I thought of Murder on the Orient Express, and it suddenly dawned on me."

"What case?" Father Xue was at a loss.

"Murder on the Orient Express, uh... it's mainly about a cart that took a group of people on a long journey, and then someone died on it, only to find out that there were actually many murderers. Well, never mind that, I mean, In fact, there are two people, Chang Dani is in front, and the real murderer is another person in the back, after careful consideration, it should be Chen Liang."

"Before Chen Shan died, he asked to divide the family property, but Chen Liang did not agree. Chen Shan went to his uncle, and his uncle said that he could only divide the family after he got married. This was the motive. Once Chen Shan got married, half of the property would be divided, so Chen Liang moved Killing heart, following Chen Shan into the mountains that day, happened to meet Chang Dani coming back from hunting. Chen Shan and Dani had a disagreement, so they started a fight. After beating Chang Dani, he left. Chen Liang saw the good opportunity, and hurried forward to take advantage of his brother's softness He was unable to strangle him to death, and then pretended to hang himself... Bingo! That’s it!” Xue Yinsong said happily: “If he finishes his work quickly and runs down the mountain, he can definitely return to the village before noon, and he will not be caught. Discover."

Father Xue frowned and thought for a while, "There is no evidence."

Xue Yinsong languished, there was indeed no evidence.

"Tiger, let's talk about the evidence. How can we wrong a good person without evidence?" Father Xue tried to persuade, "I know you really want Da Nizi to be fine, but we can't just wrong a good person."

Xue Yinsong gritted his teeth and said: "There will be a way, there must be a way to prove it."

Suffocated in his heart, Tofu dropped his hands and left without pushing a few times. Xue Yinsong was only thinking about how to solve the case, as if possessed by a demon.He walked out of the backyard feeling bored, so he was about to walk into the village. As soon as he got to the door, Yingzi's father next door was happily rushing home with a cloth bag. When he saw him, he greeted him: "Boy Xue, where are you going?"

"Walk around, where are you from?"

Yingzi's father raised the cloth bag in his hand and said with a smile: "I went to the foot of the mountain to cut some firewood early in the morning. I don't want to dig out a nest of foxes. I just want some furs for Yingzi's mother to make a waistcoat!"

Xue Yinsong said: "The little fox's fur hasn't grown yet?"

"The small ones can be stewed, and the big ones can be peeled," Yingzi's father said. "The big ones can be used as vests and small leathers that can be trimmed with collar and cuff hair."

Xue Yinsong hurriedly said: "My family has a nest of hedgehogs, the big one weighs 20 catties, how about exchanging it with you for a little fox?" Yingzi's father hesitated for a while. Although hedgehogs are often found in the mountains, they are rarely seen in winter. In winter, hedgehogs have a lot of meat The oil is thick, which is very suitable for mending the women at home. After thinking about it, Budai gritted his teeth and said, "I have four little foxes."

Xue Yinsong is also a straightforward person: "In this way, take out one big and two small hedgehogs from this nest, and give them to you, and the small ones can also be raised for the children to play with." Yingzi's father stomped his feet and said: "Let's change it, big brother, What do you want this little fox to do?"

"I also play it for the children," Xue Yinsong smiled perfunctorily.Yingzi's father said seriously: "Be careful, your family has chickens, and the fox will kill them all when they enter the chicken coop. I advise you to peel them and make clothes."

Xue Yinsong led Father Xue into the backyard, and replaced the hedgehog family with four little foxes hugging each other. Then he said to his father with joy, "This is a treasure. The fox has raised a fox to give birth to a fox. This fox fur But it can be sold for a lot of money.”

Father Xue looked at the four little foxes and frowned: "It's not easy to feed without mother, and besides, these foxes have to eat meat."

Xue Yinsong waved his hand confidently: "I have a way. I don't eat all the meat. I can eat other things too. Don't worry."

This is thanks to Central Seven, which is really a good station. Most of Xue Yinsong’s planting and breeding knowledge is basically from TV. Not only has he watched how to raise foxes, but also how to raise raccoon dogs, ants, bamboo rats, and leeches. , Scorpion... at least theoretical knowledge is greatly possessed.

Seeing that he was confident, Father Xue asked, "Then where is the fox?" The door of the chicken coop must also be fixed firmly." Xue Yinsong replied, carrying a cloth bag and going to the Westinghouse, and then looked for a hammer to fix the chicken coop.

I really don't know where his son's strange ideas come from. Seeing him rushing in, Mr. Xue shook his head and went to make tofu by himself.

After all, there are many good things for the Chinese New Year. There are steamed buns, tofu, and thick soy milk on the dinner table at night.Changhui happily took a bite and then said dumbly: "Father, this is vegetable bun." Xiao Xiucai hurriedly said: "Vegetable steamed stuffed bun is delicious."

Changhui looked at a bunch of dried fish under the eaves and asked, "Grandpa Xue, when will those fish be steamed?" Father Xue smiled and poured him a bowl of soy milk and said, "Steam the day after tomorrow, okay?"

Of course Changhui was happy, and he whispered something next to the little scholar's ear, and the two of them laughed.Xue Yinsong remembered that tomorrow would be 28, so he hurriedly asked his father: "Tomorrow, little widow...I mean Aunt Huan should come, right?"

Father Xue nodded and said with a sad face: "In the past, my father and son didn't pay much attention to the Chinese New Year, but now that there are so many people, we don't know what to eat."

Xue Yinsong asked: "Does Auntie Huan have any special dishes?" Xue's father shook his head, and Xue Yinsong said again: "Didn't you say making egg dumplings? It takes a lot of work, but you can test Auntie Huan's skills."

Changhui's eyes lit up when he heard this: "Egg dumplings! Egg dumplings!"

Father Xue touched Changhui with a smile: "Okay, I will make egg dumplings for you tomorrow."

Winter nights get dark early, and it gets dark as soon as dinner is over, so Xue Yinsong puts a small piece of firewood into the stove hole and washes the dishes by the light of the fire.Seeing that there was no one around, old man Xue leaned over to his son: "Tiger, my money for selling houses and land is buried under the West House and will not be taken away. You have to guard it for me, and you are not allowed to move. without?"

Xue Yinsong glanced at his father and asked: "I'm afraid that the little widow who took it here will swallow it for you?" Father Xue hesitated for a long time before saying: "It's not that I can't trust her, but this money is my last bit of coffin book. Think about it." Still put it in your place and rest assured."

This is the sorrow of half-way couples, lack of basic trust in each other, and it is difficult to blend in again, Xue Yinsong nodded and said: "Then let it be buried, and come to pick it up when you want it."

Father Xue raised his eyebrows, and said with confidence: "Of course I can trust you, and it's not that I can't trust her. Hey, I don't know what to say..."

"Then don't talk about it," Xue Yinsong said after washing the dishes in twos and twos: "How about the shoes you bought? I'm still waiting, the pair on my feet is about to break."

"It will be ready tomorrow," Father Xue said hurriedly, "I'll go to light the lamps and paint the shoe uppers."

Father Xue went there in a hurry, and when Xue Yinsong finished washing the dishes and entered the room, the uppers of the shoes had already been cut out and pasted with cloth.

Xue's father threaded the needle on the oil lamp, but couldn't put it on after several times, and complained: "I'm getting old and my eyes are not working anymore. I can't see the smaller things clearly." Xue Yinsong hurriedly helped him put it on. : "You can just call me, don't refuse to accept the old."

Father Xue snorted and took the uppers to sew. This pair was made for his son. After this pair is finished, the next pair will be a scholar's. Much stronger.

Changhui took off his coat, put on a small jacket and sat on the bed playing with the pillows, Xue Yinsong walked over, and the little scholar whispered with some difficulty: "I will tell him tomorrow, tomorrow."

Xue Yinsong said in a low voice: "Tomorrow will definitely say?"

"Sure, sure." Xiao Xiucai hastily promised.

Chang Hui came over and asked in a low voice, "Father, what are you talking about?" Xue Yinsong opened his mouth and asked, "Chang Hui, are you going to sleep with Grandpa Xue tonight?"

"Why?" Chang Hui blinked.

"Because I want to sleep in your bed."

"no!"

Xue Yinsong touched his nose, ignored Xiao Xiucai's snigger, and said again: "Because Grandpa Xue wants to sleep with you, he said he hasn't slept with Guaier for a long time, he really misses you."

Changhui's eyes lit up, and his vanity was immediately satisfied: "Really?"

"Of course it is true." Xue Yinsong replied without thinking.

Changhui immediately pulled his throat and asked loudly: "Grandpa Xue, do you want to sleep with me?"