Little husband's market life

Hearing that the black and thin child was the foster husband Fang bought for his nephew, Sun Hongrun glared angrily, and when he got up, he was going to ride down the mountain to find Fang's theory.

Sheng Yao got up and stopped him, "Uncle, I really love that child. He almost died in the mountains that day. I brought him back and decided to keep him with me. He is homeless. If you find Fang Shi, then he will never be safe in the Sheng family in the future."

Sun Hongrun poked his neck, "It's amazing that my uncle gave him a bite to eat, but Fang's despicableness is such a big deal in your life, just to be a stepping stone for her son, how can my uncle bear this tone? And Sheng Shaoyuan, the grandson thief, seriously Do you think you have no one to support you without your mother?"

"Do they think my grandson cares about the relatives of Dong's family? Brother Sheng, go and get a robe for grandpa." Grandpa Sun was also very angry. He asked his son to go to Sheng's house together to find Fang's theory.

The calmest one was Grandma Sun. She had read some books when she was still in the boudoir and understood a lot of truths, so she was able to raise a well-educated daughter like Sun Yuan.

Grandma Sun put on her crutches and presided over the overall situation, "Everyone sit back! Listen to Yao'er finish."

Sheng Yao's eyes were slightly red, and he knelt down straight, "The grandson has tied his hair, and he often makes his grandparents worry about me. Uncle Lao is tired of me. My grandson is really ashamed."

After all, he was a scholar who had read books, and the three elders softened their hearts as soon as he opened his mouth.

"The grandson grew up in the grandmother's yard since he was a child. The only person in the family who is of the same age is the second brother, but he lives in a different courtyard. The second brother is not close to me. The grandmother is old and the younger brother is sick. Knowing Shu He is still eight years old, but he has the same heart with his grandson, he is precocious and hardworking, and he has really helped his grandson relieve a lot of pressure."

"Fang's bringing him back was selfish, but for his grandson, he gave me a sensible and caring younger brother. It's still early to get married, and my grandson has already made an oath in his heart that if he doesn't start a career, he won't have a family. If my wife has a baby, I just want to be rich and noble to support him, so that he can wait for delivery with peace of mind, grow up with our child, and die together with me!"

"To be honest, it's really useful for grandson to keep Shu by his side. With him in the way, my father would never want to interfere in my marriage."

Grandma Sun threw away her crutches to help her grandson, "My good boy, I didn't know that your mother's death has planted such a big alarm in your heart. Yaoer, listen to grandma, your mother's death does not blame you, and a woman gives birth to a child." It's just a walk through the gate of hell, but this should not be blamed on the child in your belly, you must stop thinking like this, grandma listened to what you said, and her heart was cut like a knife... My poor sister Yuan, why is she alive in the sky? I have the heart to see you blame yourself for her death..."

Sun Hongrun, a tall man, also turned his head to wipe his tears, but he was persuaded by his nephew in the end.

The child is innocent, since Sheng Yao likes it, he can't hurt the child's heart by teaching Fang Shi, and he has to think long term.

Sheng Yao said a lot of good things about Qiao Zhishu again and again, so during lunch, the two elders loved the house and loved Wu, and they felt sorry for Qiao Zhishu who had lost his parents at a young age and had no one to rely on. Sheng Yao and Qiao Zhishu each took one duck leg from their bowls.

The family is harmonious and beautiful, and there is no sign of crying.

Grandma Sun: "After the Frost's Fall, I picked up the cabbage and marinated a few big jars. Tomorrow morning, I asked your uncle to go down the mountain to buy some meat and bones. Grandma stewed sour cabbage for you. Every time you came back when you were young, you would clamor to eat it. Grandma would eat it." Remember."

Sun Hongrun responded, "Okay, it's time to prepare some meat at home. I'll go buy some more tomorrow morning. My uncle took back the money for last year's tea, so you little fellows will eat with your belly wide open. Let's grow some fat." Good winter."

The structures of houses in the Qing Dynasty were not cold-resistant. For many children from poor families, it was a terrible difficulty to survive the winter.

The atmosphere of the Sun family and the Sheng family are two extremes. There is no separation between men and women in the Sun family, and the family relationship is strong.

Qiao Zhishu felt the care and warmth of his relatives here, and the elders gently drove him to play. Brother Sheng, who was a few months older than him, treated him like a relative, and sister Yan, who was six years old, called him his little brother even more coquettishly. , Always a smiling face.

It's clearly autumn, but Qiao Zhishu's heart is as bright as summer, and the sun hangs high, warming his heart.

After eating, Qiao Zhishu helped put away the dishes, but his aunt Tao Shi blocked her way, "Go and play with your brother, you are only eight years old, why do you need a baby to do things at home?"

After speaking, Tao called the servants at home, and the two of them worked together to clean up the main hall quickly.

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Over there, Sheng Yao and his uncle went to dig out the hunting tools at home, and the two of them sat in the rice field to clean up, and went up to the mountain to catch hares in the afternoon.

There is also a large open space outside the Sun family's big courtyard, which is usually used for threshing rice and drying tea. This open space is called a rice field.

The elders didn't let Qiao Zhishu work, so when he had nothing to do, he went out of the yard and went to the paddy field to cling to his brother.

Sun Sheng went over to pull him, "Brother Qiaoer, I'll give you winter dates."

Sheng Yao patted Qiao Zhishu's little butt and pushed him to play with children of the same age.

"Go with your brother Sheng, fight a few more, and I will eat too."

Qiao Zhishu stood up on his knees, held Brother Sheng's hand, and called out in a low voice, "Brother Sheng."

"Let's go! You and my sister pick it up, and I'll hit it!"

Although Sun Sheng is also a little brother, but like his father, his skin is solid and rough, and he loves to jump up and down.

Six-year-old Sun Hanyan carried a small bamboo basket on her waist, which was usually used for picking tea, but now she ran around under the jujube tree beside the rice field with it on her back.

Qiao Zhishu took the small bamboo basket handed over by Brother Sheng, and collapsed like his sister.

The three little guys worked together to beat half a basket of winter dates, and sat around on the ground to pick and choose whose dates were redder, whose dates were bigger, and whose dates were sweeter.In the sound of children's words, the friendship between children is quietly growing.

Sheng Yao and Sun Hongrun packed up and were ready to go. He walked in two or three steps and flicked the horns on Qiao Zhishu's head.

Qiao Zhishu raised his head to look at his brother, and quickly got up from the ground, holding two big winter dates in his small hands, "Brother, it's so sweet!"

Sheng Yao took it over, the two dates had been held by the little guy for a while, and they were all warm.The little guy knew how to hide it for himself, Sheng Yao laughed, and took a bite of the winter jujube, which was crunchy and sweet.

"My uncle and I went to the back mountain to dig a few traps to catch rabbits, and you play with brother Sheng at home." Sheng Yao explained to his little cousin again, "Sheng'er, if he is sleepy, you can take him to my room to sleep. He doesn't know the way."

Sun Sheng threw himself on his father's lap, "Father, I'm going too."

Qiao Zhishu also hugged his brother, "Brother, can I go with you?"

... Qiuhun became a team of five, the big black dog led the way, and the two adults took the lead. Sun Hanyan led Qiao Zhishu, Qiao Zhishu led Sun Sheng, and the three radish heads followed the two adults tightly.

Hunting in autumn is a folk tradition, and the people are eager to get more food reserves in autumn to survive the winter.For small animals, autumn is the season when fruits are ripe, and they have to come out of their holes to look for food.

Sheng Yao and the others are not professional hunters. The method of catching wild rabbits is to dig a trap, then spread dead branches, put some radish leaves on top, and finally stick a stick nearby to mark it, and the job is over.

The adults set a trap, and Sun Sheng led his younger siblings to dig tree roots nearby.

The bumpkin Qiao Zhishu didn't know anything, and seeing the big black dog digging with Brother Sheng, he asked in puzzlement, "Brother Sheng, what is this?"

Sun Sheng brute force broke off a small piece of something like a tree root. He held it up to his nose and smelled it, and then said happily: "It's kudzu root, brother, go to my father for a small hoe."

Qiao Zhishu looked back, he could no longer see the two adults, he was lost, he was afraid.

Sun Sheng couldn't wait, and shouted at the top of his voice: "Father! I found kudzu root!"

Sun Hongrun also raised his voice to respond, "Oh!"

At this moment, Qiao Zhishu suddenly became cheerful, no one here wanted to abandon him, and there was Sheng Yao who was carrying him down the mountain in front of him, so he didn't need to be afraid.

"Brother!" Qiao Zhishu shouted while running, his voice still panting.

"Hey." Sheng Yao held a digging hoe, and appeared in Qiao Zhishu's line of sight a few steps away. His tall figure blocked the sunlight coming in, but he was Qiao Zhishu's light.

Qiao Zhishu stomped on the dead leaves and creaked. He raised his smiling face and rushed to hug Sheng Yao's waist, "Hahaha..."

Sheng Yao's hands were covered with dirt, and he opened his hands to dry aside without hugging him, "What are you doing silly? Where is kudzu root?"

Qiao Zhishu raised his head, the sunlight was blocked by the leaves, and scattered bright and dark light spots fell on his face. He had to half-close one eye, and his mouth was still foolishly happy, "Hmph... in front!"

Sheng Yao also felt that Qiao Zhishu was a bit sticky at this moment, but it was not offensive.He handed Qiao Zhishu a fairly clean finger, and was led to dig out kudzu root.

It rained some time ago, and the rain washed away the hillside, and the kudzu root was exposed, and Xiao Sun Sheng recognized it. To get the whole root, you need to dig down.

Sun Hongrun dug a piece off, peeled the skin with the knife he carried with him, and fed a piece to each of the three little guys.

It was the first time for Qiao Zhishu to eat tree roots. The raw kudzu root without the skin was white, with many hairs and whiskers inside. It was bitter at the first few bites, and then it became sweet after chewing.

Sun Hongrun looked at the chewing movements of the three little ones in exactly the same way, the puffed cheeks were very soft and cute, and asked lovingly: "Is it delicious?"

"Like a raw sweet potato..." Qiao Zhishu nodded shyly, cautiously afraid of saying the wrong thing.

"Hahaha." Sun Hongrun laughed, "There is no crispy sweet potato, but sweet tree residue."

"Yeah!" Qiao Zhishu nodded, he could feel that his uncle spoke to him in a very relaxed and equal tone.

As the mountain became cooler, a group of people went down the mountain, and each of them carried a kudzu root back to Sun's house.

Dinner is still rich.

The night on the mountain was extremely cold, Qiao Zhishu and Sheng Yao were huddled together in the same bed, he was holding his brother's hand and chirping, excited and refused to fall asleep.

"Brother, when will there be a hare?"

"Going up the mountain tomorrow?"

"Is that how you eat kudzu root? You eat it after removing the skin? Are the roots of all trees called kudzu root? Can the roots of all trees be eaten?"

"..." Sheng Yao covered his babbling mouth with his hand, the palm of his hand could cover his entire face.

"Hee hee hee!" Qiao Zhishu shook his head to avoid the palm of his hand, kicked the quilt shyly, knowing that he was making trouble, his small body tilted, and he buried his head in Sheng Yao's arms and smiled smirkly.