Little wealth

"We're home, let's come in." Pushing open the yard door, Josh walked in front, and turned to look at the little boy who was still stuck at the door and refused to go home.The father and son looked at each other, only to see their little boy stepping into their yard with short legs.

"..." Is there anyone who is so reluctant to just go home?

Looking at his son's reluctant back, Josh laughed angrily.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, the birds that landed on the ground flapped their wings and flew up to the tree. A group of chickens sleeping under the tree only raised their eyelids when they saw them coming back, and didn't even move their bodies.

In the past two days, the yard outside was drying the millet, but the chickens at home were not released, and all of them were locked in the small yard.Keeping these chickens and ducks at home probably has no other disadvantages except that the yard is full of chicken droppings.

Fortunately, the sun was everywhere in the yard at this time, and a group of chickens hid under the trees, and there were no landmines in the yard.

Josh is not worried that they will step on landmines, but he is afraid that their little cubs will be curious about what is on the ground, and they will reach out to grab it and play with it when their adults are not paying attention... Thinking about it, I feel that the picture is so beautiful that I dare not to think about.

"If you don't go there, be careful of the big flowers and they pester you."

"no no!"

"It's nothing, you, don't disturb other people's sleep!"

Seeing that the boy changed direction and wanted to go under the tree, Josh grabbed his son by the back collar. Could it be that he didn't know what this boy was thinking?It's nothing more than nothing to do, and I want to drive those chickens up to play with him.

But he didn't let him go, and returned to the main room with the little boy who was going to catch the chickens with one hand.

He pulled a stool and sat down, took off the clothes on the child's upper body, took a dry cloth towel and rubbed the boy's chest and back.He casually hung the clothes he took off on the back of the chair, and didn't intend to put them on again, so he asked the boy, "Do you want to be shirtless or wear clothes?"

The little boy rubbed his bare belly and giggled.

"Don't touch your belly all the time." Josh didn't know why this brat was so curious about his belly. Every time he undressed him, he liked to touch his belly and pick his belly button with his little finger.When I was sleeping with him on the bed at noon and at night, this little boy still wanted to touch his belly to find his belly button, what a bad thing it was.

A child is born a blank sheet of paper, ignorant of the world, and doesn't know what's going on in his little head. He's curious about this, whoever is curious, and wants to explore and touch everything.

It is precisely because he knows this nature of the child that in many cases, as long as the child does not do anything dangerous, he will let the child play.But he still doesn't allow things like this kind of thing that he always likes to pick his own belly button for fun.

"Do you still want it?"

"No."

He drank some water for the child and asked the child if he wanted any more. Seeing the child shaking his head, he drank the rest of the water.

Just came back from a hot trip outside, the father and son sat at the door blowing the cool breeze to dissipate the heat from their bodies.Probably because he was a little tired after coming back from the outside, and now the little boy was sitting obediently with him, with his little head resting on his shoulder, and both hands stretched into his arms.

Josh hugged the child who had been quiet for a while, touched the child's little face, and asked, "Are you tired, are you sleepy? How about we go back to the house and sleep?"

Recently, they got up earlier and went out to play again.

Seeing that the child was not active, he carried the child back to the room where they slept.

I went to fetch a basin of water and came back, but I didn’t deliberately heat the hot water. In summer, the sun was so strong that the water in the water tank in the yard was hot and warm. It was just right for the child to wipe his face and body. Also wipe a pair of stinky feet.

"Cuckoo..."

"Does it itch?"

"Itchy~"

The child's itchy flesh, when he wiped his feet, he kept trying to draw his two calves forward, but he still didn't push his hand away.

"Okay, okay, don't move around." After wiping the last feet, Josh let go of his hand, and stuffed a cloth tiger into the child's hand, "Lie down for a while, I'll pour some The water will come back."

"En." The child who was holding the cloth tiger on the bed obediently responded to him.

When he went outside to pour water and came back, he saw the child on the bed turned around, with his back facing outside the bed, holding a little tiger in his arms, and his feet were still moving, so he knew the child was still asleep.

Fearing that the sound of footsteps would make the child turn around to talk to him, Josh deliberately lightened his footsteps, sat gently on the edge of the bed, picked up the cattail leaf fan beside him and slowly shook it, and put one hand on the palm of his hand. Go to the child's back and stroke gently back and forth.

After a while, I poked my head around and saw that the little boy had closed his eyes and fell asleep, his stomach was rising and falling, and he was breathing evenly.

Looking at the child sleeping with eyes closed, he is really a little angel, completely different from when he was awake and mischievous.

Josh himself is absolutely sure that one day he will take a little boy with him every day, and he will have to take care of eating, sleeping, and playing with him, and occasionally he will be mischievous and disobedient, and when he is unhappy, he will cry loudly, and he can't be coaxed. Difficult.But when the child fell asleep, and then recalled the big and small things the child did during the day, he felt nothing.

It is only from the child that I can see the passage of time, and only after watching the child grow up little by little, can I realize that so much time has passed.Now he has a little bit of this feeling. He doesn’t feel that time flies when he is with the child every day, but when he looks back, he finds that the child seems to have grown a little taller and can talk more. He has started to have his own little ideas. Knowing how to use more ways to communicate with their adults, so looking at it this way, he found that the child has really grown up.

The wind blowing in from the window made the hanging mosquito net move.

Seeing the wind coming in from the room, he pulled a thin quilt over the child's stomach, got up and went outside.

***

Lifting the lid of the stove and taking a look, there were a few cold steamed buns left in the steamer.

The big pot of batter that was cooked in the morning was cleaned up, and the two big baskets of steamed buns and steamed buns were all eaten up, and there were only a few steamed buns left, which would not be enough for one person to share in a while.

Two groups of people came to the house today, one group was still working in the field, and the other group was banging non-stop in the yard next door. He could clearly hear the sound from the other side.

Doing physical work consumes the most energy, so it is necessary to prepare some food for them at noon, otherwise everyone has worked for such a long time, and I am afraid that they will be hungry before noon.

But what to do now?It's really a bit difficult for him who cooks every day.

Josh stood in the kitchen thinking about what to have for lunch, reached out and stroked his chin, his eyes searched the kitchen, and he had an idea in his mind - if the amount is large, can fill the stomach, and meet everyone's requirements, then make one Burrito bar.

In the basket at the door was the vegetables he bought from outside this morning, so he found a basket to pick up the vegetables. He could have a few more cucumbers and radishes, a handful of leeks, and a few eggs.

Thinking of the large number of people eating, he took a few more eggs.

The two hens in the family have not laid enough eggs for them to eat. The chickens bought in March have not yet laid eggs, so there are not many eggs in their family.Now the eggs I eat at home are still bought from the people in the village. This family gathers a dozen or twenty, and whoever buys ten or eight, makes a basket, but I haven’t eaten it for a few days, and the basket of eggs is gone. in half.

He felt that if there were so many people eating every day, the remaining half basket of eggs would not be enough for them to eat for three days.

I found everything, picked off the head and tail of the leek, put it in a basin with cucumber and radish, and soaked it in two spoonfuls of water.

Open the door at the bottom of the cabinet, grab a big bag of flour from inside, open the bag, take a big bowl to scoop up the flour, scoop out a big bowl of flour, tie the bag back, and push the rest of the flour out Go back to the closet.The next step is to knead the dough, knead the dough until the surface is smooth, cover it with a white cloth, and he will go to other things.

Wash the cucumber and radish, take them out, and remove the skin.

Rinse the leeks with water and wash them again, chop them up, put them in a large bowl, beat the eggs in, add a little salt and break them up with chopsticks.

The pot that was just used in the morning is clean, and it can be used after wiping it with a cloth.

A fire was lit in the stove, and I tested the temperature of the pot with my hands, and scooped a little lard in with a shovel, and the lard began to melt slowly when it encountered high temperature.

"Fuck-"

Pour a large pot of leeks and eggs into it, stir fry them continuously with a shovel, and quickly turn a pot of leeks and eggs into small pieces.

Some people like to wait until the whole side of scrambled eggs is cooked before turning over the other side, but Josh doesn't like that. He thinks the scrambled eggs are too old and the taste is a bit dull.

Scrambled eggs means that after the eggs are poured down, use a shovel to stir slowly along the bottom to let the egg liquid on the top flow down, so that when all the eggs are cooked, the eggs at the bottom will not be too old and too hard. The fried taste is the most tender and the best.

Take out the fried leeks and eggs, and start rolling out the dough. Use a small stick to roll out the dough thinly, and spread them into the pot one by one.Pancakes don't need too much oil, but the fire in the stove should not be too high, otherwise it will be easy to burn.

Bake slowly over low heat, the crust is thin, and it doesn't take long for it to be cooked.

The pots in their house are so big that they can spread more than a dozen cakes at a time.So even if there are a lot of people eating at home, there are fifty or sixty sheets of dough in four or five pots, which is enough for a dozen or twenty people here.

Fortunately, the child is asleep, so he doesn't have to be distracted to see the child at this moment, he can concentrate on his work.

Hearing voices coming from outside the yard, Josh poked his head and glanced at the window...