Ding Tian's Ancient Life

"Did you eat well in the morning?" As soon as the second aunt came, she began to ask this and that: "How did you sleep last night?"

"Second Aunt, I'm fine." Ding Tian was a little uncomfortable. He had never been so concerned about his life before.

"That's good, sweet-scented osmanthus, go, fetch water, sweep the floor, and bring me a rag!" The second aunt came to clean up for him. He is a 15-year-old boy, what can he do?

The reason why the house is kept so clean and tidy is that the two aunts come over every now and then to clean it up. By the way, they brought the Osmanthus girl from the second aunt's family and the Camellia girl from the third aunt's family.

These two flowers are the only girls in the next generation of Lao Ding's family.

The eldest of the second aunt's family is Osmanthus (13 years old), the second is Ding Yi's cousin ([-] years old), and the third is Ding Ji's cousin ([-] years old).

The eldest of the third aunt’s family is Ding Ke’s cousin (12 years old), the second is Camellia Girl ([-] years old), and the third is Ding Cheng’s little cousin ([-] years old).

"Let me do it!" Ding Tian didn't want to see the little junior high school student fetch water for him, wash his face, and help him clean up... I feel really sorry!

"No need, big brother, you go outside for a walk, the house sweeps up the dust." Ding Guihua, the little girl, didn't understand her big brother's heart, what she thought was that the big brother was seriously ill, but now he is better A few days ago, my father secretly went to the coffin shop to look at the birthday materials, my mother wiped her tears in private, and the third aunt even cursed again and again, saying that the family is not a thing.

The younger ones were terrified, afraid that the big brother would die, and they would run every day to see if the big brother was still panting.

Now that the eldest brother is alive and kicking, it's too late for them to be happy, so why are they willing to let him work?

"That is, go out for a walk and look outside. I really don't want to have nothing to do, so I go to the village head's house and talk about the land." The second aunt is also thinking about the field of the eldest nephew's house.

In addition to being filial, this child is about to stand up for the door. They can help, but he must stand up by himself, so that people outside cannot laugh at him.

"Okay, I see, Second Aunt, when you and Sister Osmanthus are cleaning up, if you are thirsty, go to the kitchen, where there is boiling water." Now it is the first lunar month, and when February is still cold, the stove does not dare to stop the fire, Otherwise, it would be cold in the room: "I'm going to feed the pigs."

There are two big guys in the pigsty at home.

"Go, go!" The second aunt's rag had already begun to wipe the table.

Miss Camellia, I have already started to fold up the bedding...

Ding Tian’s pig food had already been boiled by the third aunt when she left. In order to make the pigs grow more meat, the farmer did not miss the firewood. The boiled pig food was fed to the pigs. In cold weather, pigs love Eat, and not easy to get sick.

The pig food of Ding Tian’s family is the hogweed that was harvested in autumn. After drying, put it into the pot, add pot water (in fact, it’s just for the salty taste), add wheat bran, rice bran, etc. Stir it into a paste and feed it to the pigs.

Looking at the two fat-headed and big-eared pigs humming in the pigsty, Ding Tian touched his chin. These two pigs were given to him by the second uncle and the third uncle after the original owner's father passed away. In fact, it was to let the original owner There is a job, don't think about it every day, but the original owner still thinks a lot when raising piglets, and even read a lot of books, a lot of miscellaneous books

Using this to distract attention, probably because he had been dependent on his father since he was a child, the original owner was hit hard by his father's death, and he was dismissed as soon as he became a filial piety, so he died.

However, these two pigs were raised well. The original owner hadn't eaten meat for three years. Even except Xiao Xiao, after this illness, it was impossible for him to eat a big bowl of meat. He could only drink some meat porridge.

It's just that these two pigs are so fat, why don't they kill them and eat their meat during the Dragon Boat Festival?

Standing outside the pigsty, Ding Tian rubbed his chin, drooling thinking...

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