Crossover boy farming

Getting closer to the new year, Zhang Wuliang also saw the power of his son.

Waking up together with Guoguo's loud cry, Zhang Wuliang closed his eyes, and mechanically touched the bed, it was fine, it wasn't pulled.

Then resigned himself to his fate and got up to warm the goat milk for him. He couldn't hold back his complaints: "I shouldn't have named him Guoguo in the first place, but I should have called him Noisy."

Chen Xiaonian looked at his tired face with distress, and comforted him: "Children are always like this, it will be fine when he grows up."

Zhang Wuliang opened his eyes hard: "How long is it?" Please give him a goal, thank you.

"When he can walk and talk by himself, it will be almost the same." Chen Xiaonian was not so sure.

"Pull it down." Zhang Wuliang didn't believe it at all: "A one-year-old child can walk, but it's still annoying." So why raise a child? Cute is cute, but annoying can kill you.

"Uh... at least be sensible..." Chen Xiaonian fought for Guoguo.

Zhang Wuliang pursed his lips, what else could he do?My son, I can't throw it away, let's endure it...

As soon as it is over, it will be until the New Year's Eve.

Many families have added "scholars" this year, and they don't need to send couplets from Zhang Zhenlin's family, they write them directly at home.

Zhang Wuliang looked at the couplet written by Zhang Zhenyong, really, it might as well have been given by others.

One is a well-known Juren on the list, and the other is a little doll who has just studied for a year. Why do they bother to think about it so much?

In order not to hurt Zhang Zhenyong's delicate heart, Zhang Wuliang reluctantly took the neatly written ones without any strokes. After several days of hard work by Zhang Zhenyong, a few couplets in the style of elementary school students were pasted on the door.

"It's so beautiful." Aunt Zhao passed by with a basket and praised.

Zhang Wuliang looked over in confusion, seriously?

Er Niu followed Aunt Zhao and agreed: "It's really pretty."

Hoe also nodded his agreement.

Zhang Wuliang: ...

I don't agree with your aesthetics.

Zhang Wuliang changed to another place to post, Zhang Zhenyong was a little embarrassed by their praise, and followed his elder brother.

"Hey," Zhang Wuliang asked him, "What do you think of the couplets I wrote being posted here?" Do you feel ashamed?Want to hide?

Zhang Zhenyong lowered his head in embarrassment: "I will definitely practice my handwriting well, and strive to write better next year. I will definitely not let everyone down."

Zhang Wuliang: "Come on..."

There are three more people in the family this year, and everyone is very busy when they are busy. Unfortunately, Chen Xiaonian is not yet confinement, so he can only stay in the room, teasing Guoguo and listening to the excitement outside.

The little Guoguo huddled under the quilt, sleeping soundly with clenched fists, Chen Xiaonian stuffed his fingers into his hands, and being held by him was quite strong, Chen Xiaonian felt the softness from his fingers, and his heart almost melted.

As soon as Zhang Wuliang entered the door with the bowl in hand, Chen Xiaonian smelled the aroma: "Have the meatballs been fried?"

"No, part of it was fried, I'll bring some for you first." Zhang Wuliang didn't even hold chopsticks, and felt that eating meatballs had to be eaten with hands.

Zhang Wuliang ate one himself first, and then sent it to Chen Xiaonian.

Chen Xiaonian took one and put it in his mouth: "What are you having for dinner tonight?" Could it be hot pot?

"I don't know." Zhang Wuliang shook his head: "There are a lot of people this year." Zhang Wuliang swallowed the meatballs: "I think they are preparing a big meal, including chicken, duck and fish."

Speaking of ducks...

"I want to eat roast duck," Chen Xiaonian said.

Zhang Wuliang had a ball in his mouth: "Okay, I'll tell my brother later, let him leave us one...two..."

Chen Xiaonian nodded and continued eating the meatballs.

After Zhang Wuliang ate the meatballs, he went to Uncle Zhang's house.At this time, Uncle Zhang's house has turned into a small trading market.

One hundred roast ducks and one oven have been roasting almost non-stop since the early morning.

If you buy a hundred roast ducks in the town, that is 100 taels.But now in Taohe Village, one sells for [-] yuan, and the family is limited to two. It is said that it is to thank the villagers for their care this year, and to give the Taohe villagers a discount, and the villagers happily accept it.

But Zhang Wuliang knew that this was also to eliminate the pink eye disease of some people in the village. This year Zhang Zhenzong opened a duck farm in Xishan.Not to mention how much money he earned, just the mountain of ducks alone is enough to make people jealous.What's more, Zhang Zhenzong did make a lot of money.

Although Zhang Zhenwen has collected a lot of soybeans from other people in the village this year, everyone is fine with it.

But in the past six months, something happened to the duck farm a few times. Zhang Zhenzong knew who did the bad things.

But he didn't say anything, he just strengthened the wall of the duck farm, and invited many people to watch the place. After this incident, if those people don't stop, don't blame him for being rude.

Zhang Wuliang also expressed support for Zhang Zhenzong's plan, holding the evidence in his hand, and pulling most people's hearts to his side, it will be easy to deal with anything in the future, right?

How can he live his leisurely life if he is unhappy just because of a little thing?

After all, he still loves being here.Otherwise, he could have moved to the town on his terms.

In fact, compared with Zhang Zhenzong, Zhang Wuliang earned only a lot more.But because he didn't have any real property (as the villagers believed), it was hard to tell how much he had earned, so he barely escaped disaster this time.

Zhang Wuliang swayed towards Uncle Zhang's house with his hands in his sleeves. When he encountered a couplet posted outside the gate of the courtyard, Zhang Wuliang looked up and said, drink!

Later, when passing other people's house, Zhang Wuliang took a look at the couplets posted by others intentionally or unintentionally.

Along the way, Zhang Wuliang found that he had really wronged Zhang Zhenyong. Really, compared with those couplets, those in his family have obviously reached the level of junior high school students.

When walking back with the roast duck, Zhang Wuliang became more confident. When he entered the door, Zhang Zhenyong was still there and patted him on the shoulder twice to show encouragement. Zhang Zhenyong was patted with an inexplicable expression.

But that's not the main thing.

"Brother, did you bring the roast duck back?" Zhang Zhenyong swallowed when he smelled the aroma, "How about we eat it while it's hot? It won't taste good when it's cold."

Zhang Wuliang thought it made sense, and he handed one of them to Zhang Zhenyong: "You send this to the kitchen first."

After Zhang Zhenyong walked away, he took the other one and went to the small warm house.

By the time Zhang Zhenyong came out with the good things, he couldn't find his "pro" elder brother.

"Brother, big brother, you are really my big brother." Prefer husband to brother!Zhang Zhenyong bit the leftover roast duck that Zhang Wuliang and Chen Xiaonian ate, and said through gritted teeth.

"Don't be like this, didn't I leave it for you?" Zhang Wuliang burped, eating a bit too much.

"Hmph!" Zhang Zhenyong pretended not to notice it.

"Okay, okay, isn't there another one in the kitchen? I'll give it to you, I won't eat it, that's fine." Zhang Wuliang took a sip of tea to get rid of his boredom.

"What you said, I will believe you... once again..." Zhang Zhenyong, who is so coaxing, procrastinated the word "one" for a long time.

Zhang Wuliang waved his hand and said, can you still not trust me—this is the version Zhang Zhenyong saw.

And Zhang Wuliang's version is - don't take it to heart.

In the evening, I had a New Year's Eve dinner in the big warm house, and moved a big Eight Immortals table in, and then the food was served, the doors and windows were closed, and the kang was fully heated.

Then Chen Xiaonian and Guoguo, who were lifted from the ban, were wrapped up tightly and moved over to the small warm house.

Put Guoguo on the kang and set it up, six adults sat around the Eight Immortals table filled with delicacies, except for the panic when they first came to eat at the main table, now Hoe and Erniu have already gotten used to it.

Before starting to eat, Zhang Wuliang had something to say: "Days go by so quickly, a year has passed in a blink of an eye, and many things have happened in this year.

But everything is moving in a good direction. Last year was a year that my mother, I, Xiao Nian and Xiao Shitou spent together. "

Zhang Wuliang's gaze flicked over everyone's faces: "This year our family has added a newcomer, not only Guoguo, but also Hoe and Erniu."

Zhang Wuliang looked at the two of them: "No matter what your identities were before, no matter how you came to this home, now we are a family, I hope you can treat this as your own home, live a good life here, open every day Let’s be happy and work together for our future.”

Hoe and Erniu nodded solemnly. Zhang Wuliang said these words when they first arrived. They couldn't believe it at the time, but now they are willing to believe it.

Zhang Wuliang looked at Zhang Zhenyong again, and said what was in his heart: "Little Shitou has also changed a lot this year. He went to school. Not only has he grown taller, but he has also gained skills. I know Shitou has always been an obedient and sensible child. , studying very hard, you told me before that you want to pass the imperial examination, I wonder if you still think so?"

Seeing him nodding, Zhang Wuliang continued: "Okay, it's good to have ideals, I hope you can stick to this ideal, no matter what the result is, as long as you don't let yourself regret it."

Zhang Zhenyong nodded: "I will..."

In the end, there were two people left, "Mother, and Xiaonian, you have worked hard this year, and you have been guarding this family, so that I can work hard outside with peace of mind, thank you."

Chen Xiaonian shook his head: "These are what I should do, but you are the one who has been working hard for this family."

"Yes." Aunt Zhao rubbed the corner of her eyes, feeling all kinds of feelings in her heart: "Thinking about a year ago now, looking at the present now, it's like a dream. All these changes are because of you, thank you for your hard work."

"It's not because of any one person," Zhang Wuliang said, "It's the result of our joint efforts."

"There is nothing that should or shouldn't be said. We are a family, our hearts are connected, and we work together, and we will have a better life in the future." Zhang Wuliang picked up the wine in front of him, and the others followed him. toast.

"Let's drink to a better life in the future!"

The six people's glasses touched each other, and the hops splashed. It was a farewell to the past year and a look forward to the new year.

Zhang Wuliang drank the wine in his glass in one gulp. Suddenly, if there is a TV next to the meeting, it will be more suitable for the Spring Festival Gala of Greater China.

While eating a sumptuous and delicious meal, while listening to the laughter on the TV, I don’t know how lively the atmosphere is.

However, Zhang Wuliang's Spring Festival Gala with laughter and laughter cannot be satisfied.

But the excitement, Guoguo gave it to him, halfway through the lively New Year's Eve dinner on the table, Guoguo, who was lying on the kang, was unwilling to be lonely, and successfully joined them with his sonorous crying.

Zhang Wuliang looked at Chen Xiaonian who put down the bowls and chopsticks and ran over and couldn't help sighing, what a lively New Year.