Dressed as the uncle of farming culture

What happened in the main room, the three little ones on the other side of the kitchen didn't know anything. First, the kitchen was a little far away from the main room, and second, the sound of the rain was really loud.

Xiao Yunyue, who is already 15 years old, looks six points like Mrs. Xiao. She is already a head taller than her younger sister, and the little girl of her age in the village is also slightly shorter than her by half a head.

Her stature followed that of Brother Xiao.

At this time, she was quickly bringing out the steamed buns from the pot, and asked Xiao Yunxing, who was cooking the stove, to turn down the fire, and Xiao Yunlan, who had just washed the vegetables, to clean the pot.

When Mrs. Xiao and Mrs. Xiao walked into the kitchen while talking, they saw this scene.

"Yunyue is getting better and better," Second Aunt Xiao looked at Xiao Yunyue and praised softly.

"Well-born, she's also the little daughter-in-law of another family," Aunt Xiao sighed, she didn't dislike her daughter, but after marrying into Xiao's family for so many years, except for Yunyue and Yunlan, her stomach just didn't move.

"Sister-in-law..."

The second sister-in-law Xiao wanted to persuade her, but the elder sister-in-law Xiao didn't listen at all at this time, she stepped into the kitchen and rolled up her sleeves to help the children cook.

In the main room, Boss Xiao and the others also came back to the spirit of Xiao Le's operation just now. At this time, Boss Xiao was being lectured by Xiao's mother.

"Yunyue will be able to discuss marriage in two years. She should take good care of Yunlan at home. She won't suffer so much when she goes to her in-law's house. Don't call her Yunyue when she goes back to the field."

There is an unwritten rule in their countryside, but this rule is established under the care of the family.

Giving birth to a woman is like going through hell, and the phenomenon of patriarchy over girls is really common. For this reason, when I was a girl at home, I gave the food to my brothers evenly, and I did a lot of work in the field at home. Baba went to her in-law's house.

If you meet a good mother-in-law, you can live a good life, raise two taels of meat, and suffer less loss during childbirth, but if you meet some bad mother-in-laws, can you have a good life for your daughter-in-law?

I'm afraid that if she is not pregnant, she will be tortured to the point where only half of her life is left!

After all, it was the flesh that fell from my body, how could I be willing to be so badly abused by my in-laws.

So I don't know when the term "raising a boudoir" came into being, which means that my girl will do some light work at home two years before the marriage is about to be arranged, and she will no longer go to the fields to spend the sun. show.

In the words of modern people, it is to take good care of the body first, and get married in vain and fat, but in this day and age, being fat is the appearance of rich people, so at most it is more flesh on the face.

Again, this has to be the premise that the family takes care of the children.

Xiao's mother only has two granddaughters, and they are so obedient and well-behaved, so they naturally like it.

According to the original plot, the original owner would express to brother Xiao that he would find a good husband's house for Xiao Yunyue after his family returned, and then they would discuss the dowry.

Because the family members were completely relieved, they did not suspect that there was anything wrong with the person chosen by the original owner.

In other words, they felt that they would not be bullied no matter who they married if they had a talented master in their family.

But they forgot, they received so many betrothal gifts, people only thought they were selling their daughters, how could they treat the two girls so well.

Now Xiao Le didn't mention this matter, but instead expressed that he didn't need money, thinking that he wouldn't need to pay for Shu Xiu in the future, Xiao's mother and Xiao's father whispered a few words, and then said that to Brother Xiao.

"Eh."

Brother Xiao blushed a little in response.

He really doesn't care about his two daughters that much. It's still the thinking of most people. When the daughters grow up, they belong to another family. After they have their own small family, he can't even take care of them, let alone provide for them.

But now that she is a little older, Mrs. Xiao's stomach seems to be quiet, and the couple cares a little more for their little nephew. They only hope that little nephew Xiao Yunxing will think of them a little bit in the future, not to mention giving them a pension. At the end, it is also good to send them up the mountain.

Xiao Le was in the room, holding a piece of scrap paper, and kept waving it with a chicken feather pen.

When he stopped, he picked up the soul painting and rushed out of the room to the main room, asking his family members to palm their eyes.

At this time, the family had just brought the food to the table, and Brother Xiao was about to call Xiao Le out for dinner.

result……

"Is this a picture of a hundred ghosts?"

Xiao Yunxing, the youngest, squeezed over and looked at it for a long time, then scratched his head and asked.

When the original owner was showing off his knowledge at home, he once said that he had seen a picture of a hundred ghosts at Zhang Xiucai's house, and Xiao Yunxing had memorized it. Now, after seeing the drawing of neither humans nor ghosts, he blurted out unconsciously.

Xiao Le's complexion became ugly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

He grabbed the toilet paper with a snap, crumpled it up a few times, and stuffed it directly into the small pocket in the long sleeve, "Let's eat."

Knowing that he said something wrong, Xiao Yunxing stood there at a loss. When Brother Xiao and his wife were about to drag him to apologize to Xiao Le, Xiao Le spoke first.

"That's just a sketch, but you are also good, you can see that it is a picture of a hundred ghosts."

Xiao's mother was taken aback, and couldn't help asking, "Didn't you just say that everything is going well at home?"

How did you draw a picture of a hundred ghosts?

"People are also ghosts, ghosts are also people, people are not as good as ghosts, ghosts treat people kindly...Mother, do you understand?"

Xiao Le made nonsense in a serious manner, controlling his artistic temperament to death.

"...Ahahahaha, eat and eat."

Xiao's mother, who didn't know what he was talking about, immediately changed the subject and called everyone to eat quickly.

In front of Xiao Le was a bowl of miscellaneous rice, while others ate with corn bread.

This is the privilege of the original owner.

He didn't speak, and after eating quietly, he said to Er Lao, "From now on, I will eat corn bread like you, so don't worry about me anymore."

Seeing his serious face, the second elder nodded unconsciously. After Xiao Le entered the room, everyone looked at each other, and the hall was silent for a while.

The heavy rain was still falling, and the family members went to bed early after packing themselves up.

As soon as Big Brother Xiao lay down, Sister Xiao sat by the bed and said in a low voice, "Just now I saw our Yunyue's profile in the kitchen room, not to mention, it's really similar to when I was young."

Brother Xiao couldn't help laughing when he heard this, "You don't know you look alike? That kid has been looking like you since he was a child."

"I know she looks like me, everyone says that," Mrs. Xiao hit him, "I mean, I didn't expect her to look so much like me, I seem to have seen me when I was young."

In fact, she is only in her early thirties, but in this age of getting married in her teens, she is already old.

Brother Xiao didn't speak, but just when Aunt Xiao couldn't help pushing him again, he said softly, "Mother said to let Yunyue and Yunlan stay at home to raise boudoirs, and I won't ask Yunyue to go to the ground in the future."

Mrs. Xiao grabbed his arm tightly, and finally replied after a long while, "...OK."

This is the blessing of her children.

"Smelly boy, go over!"

The second brother Xiao’s room was a little lively. The Xiao’s house was not small, but there were many people in the family. First of all, Father Xiao and his wife had one room, Xiao Le had one room, and it was the largest room, brother Xiao’s couple had one room, and the two had one room. Xiao Yunxing lived in the same room with his parents when he was still young, and there was really no room for anything else.

But Xiao Yunxing looked bigger and bigger, and it was a little inconvenient to live here. No, when the father and son just went to bed, Second Brother Xiao felt a little disgusted by Xiao Yunxing's big position.

Xiao Yunxing, who was all against the wall, couldn't help sighing, "Father, I already save a lot of space."

"What's the trouble?" Second Aunt Xiao pushed open the door and came in, "I heard your blah blah before I entered the room."

"It's not him," Second Brother Xiao pointed at his innocent son, then smiled at Second Sister Xiao, "Are you tired today? Let me rub your shoulders for you."

"I'll beat Mother's leg," Xiao Yunxing immediately moved over. This is how the three of them get along after closing the door.

Besides, in Sister Xiao Yunyue's room, the two sisters were chatting small things, under the sound of such heavy rain, it was really hard to hear what they were talking about.

As for Xiao's mother and his wife, they were already snoring.

After everyone fell asleep, the oil lamp in Xiao Le's room was still on.

There were several sheets of straw paper on the table, but each one looked better than the last.

Xiao Le finally understood that this "painting" really allowed him to draw the effect he wanted very smoothly, but he had to practice, at least eight pieces of straw paper, to have the mysterious and majestic painting that fell on the rice paper.

For the sake of face, he abruptly changed the drawing of his family and Le Tu into a picture of a gathering of ghosts.

The original owner doesn't have much rice paper, after all, it's not cheap.

He also took several deep breaths before writing, and did not start painting until his heart and mind calmed down.

There is only ink, but it is difficult to move your eyes away.

After finishing the painting, Xiao Le was very satisfied. He pressed the four corners of the rice paper with a book, washed up, and went to bed to rest.

It rained heavily all night.

When Xiao Le got up the next day, it was still drizzle.

It's impossible to do work this day, but Brother Xiao and Brother Xiao are not out of work. Wearing bamboo hats, they went to the field to see if the ridge was washed away or blocked by the flood last night.

The women were sitting in the main room doing needlework, Xiao Le looked very abrupt in the main room.

He wanted to go back to his room, but after seeing Xiao Yunxing's small eyes, he put his long sleeves behind his back and lowered his eyes and said, "Yunxing, do you want to know how to read?"

Xiao Yunxing's eyes lit up, "Think!"

The family can only support one scholar, and since Xiao Yunxing is sensible, he is not as smart as the original owner when he was a child, so there is no mention of sending him to a private school.

There is obviously a scholar uncle in the family, but he doesn't know a single character.

"Yunyue, Yunlan, do you want to know how to read?"

The two sisters who were named were taken aback for a moment, and their first reaction was to go to see Mrs. Xiao.

Seeing them like this, Mrs. Xiao directly poked her finger with the needle. She frowned in pain and raised her head to look at Xiao Le. When she saw that he had been staring at the two daughters, and seemed to have concluded that they would learn to read like Yun Xing, she immediately Said to the daughters.

"Thank you little uncle!"

When the three children were brought into the room by Xiao Le to teach calligraphy, Mrs. Xiao caressed her heart, and said to her mother-in-law and sister-in-law who were looking at her, "The eyes of my uncle just now are terrifying to death."

As if she would beat her up if she didn't agree.

"Literacy is good," Xiao's mother said repeatedly, "You won't suffer after you can learn to read, and remember it firmly. When you have a baby, you can teach it to your baby, and you don't need to send it to a private school."

Sister-in-law Xiao and Second-sister-in-law Xiao looked at her mother-in-law with admiration, and mother-in-law Xiao straightened her spine immediately after being looked at by her daughter-in-law.

Father Xiao, who was holding a pipe at the door of the main room, couldn't help but twitch his mouth when he saw the old woman acting like this.

Is he sent to private school to learn a few big characters?

That's for...

For what?

Father Xiao suppressed the words that reached his throat, and went out wearing a bamboo hat.