In the evening, the bright sunlight gradually moved downwards and turned into a warm orange-yellow color, and the backbone of the home returned.
Pei Dacheng put down the hoe, took the sweat towel handed over by Xiaoya, and wiped the sweat from his forehead.
He glanced at his daughter and smiled. He was in his thirties or forties, and he looked like a farmer, simple and rough, but he could also tell that he had good facial features. When he was young, he was also a well-known and handsome young man in Peijia Village.
But after all, his family was poor and there was little land. He had a higher vision and wanted to marry a beautiful woman, so he didn't find a wife until he was in his twenties or thirties.
He stretched out his thick palm and rubbed Pei Xiaoya's head, then strode in.
"Mother, where is Jinbao? Does my precious son miss his father today?"
Pei Xiaoya quickly caught the sweat towel thrown by her father, and watched him striding into the house, her lips pursed involuntarily.
She walked away and scooped some water with a ladle, rubbed the sweat towel clean and hung it up.
Then he quickly walked into the house.
In fact, life in Peijia Village was generally average, and their family's situation was pretty good after Pei Dacheng married his wife, barely getting by.
The crops in the fields have not been doing well recently, and Pei Dacheng and Zhang Hua gave birth to another son.
This is their first son, so he must be raised carefully.
Zhang Huan had a baby, a boy, and had to be busy taking care of her son. Pei Dacheng was considerate and didn't let her go to the field often. She stayed at home doing housework, and Xiaoya helped her. Her life recently was quite smooth. .
She cooked a pot of mixed porridge that was half aged rice and half sorghum rice, stir-fried lotus seeds, and mixed in cucumber.
When he saw his man hugging his son who was wrapped in a quilt on the bed, he accidentally rubbed his stubble to wake him up, causing Jin Bao to cry.
She quickly picked up Jinbao. Jinbao was now four or five months old. The newly born red monkey became white and fat under the care of him.
"Oh, Jin Bao, be good. You are hungry. Mom has cooked egg custard for you. I will feed you now."
Farmers, even if it was a boy during the confinement period, they would kill half a chicken and make chicken soup for her. Naturally, the milk would not be much, and they had already started to feed Jinbao complementary foods.
On the wooden table were two dishes and a basin of porridge, as well as a small bowl filled with yellow egg custard, with a little bit of sesame oil, exuding a sweet smell.
Pei Dacheng is also greedy, but his good son is more important, and he will not compete with his son for food.
He saw Xiaoya running in and strode to sit on the bench.
"Xiaoya, go and get the bowls and chopsticks, let's eat."
"Just come, Dad."
Xiaoya quickly took out three pairs of bowls and chopsticks, placed them on the table, scooped out the porridge with a large spoon, filled the bowls, and brought them in front of her father and mother.
She is obedient and well-behaved. Although she is only four years old, she is stronger than ordinary boys and is diligent and capable. Naturally, Pei Dacheng and Zhang Hua are not stingy with her like ordinary villagers treat their own girls. Pei Xiaoya can also drink a full bowl.
Pei Xiaoya often goes to the mountains with girls of the same age to cut pig grass and dig wild vegetables. She knows what kind of life the girls next to her live at home. Those who can have a full meal on the table like her are very favored in the family.
She smelled the aroma from the bowl of egg custard that Zhang Hua was feeding Jin Bao, and couldn't help but swallow. Her mind thought of Zhang Hua's promise when she went out to fetch water.
But he didn't ask his mother, he just turned his attention back to his bowl and took a big gulp of porridge. Pei Dacheng had to go down to the ground to exert great effort. The porridge was the thickest, followed by Zhang Hua, and his own was 70% to 30% rice. The water, she swallowed, felt warm.
Zhang Hua's craftsmanship is good, with less oil and less salt, but the taste of lotus root and cucumber is acceptable.
Within a short while, the bowl of porridge had reached the bottom. Pei Dacheng put the bowl on the table and took his son from Zhang Hua's hand. Zhang Hua took care of his son while eating. This time, he had free time and took the rest. Lian Bai poured a little soup into his bowl and ate it with the porridge. Then he put the bowl down and smiled at Xiaoya.
"Xiaoya, go help mother wash the dishes."
Pei Xiaoya is much stronger than the other children, and her appetite is slightly larger.
She was well-behaved, smart, and helpful, so Pei Dacheng and Zhang Hua didn't say anything because of the appetite, but instead let her eat.
Quickly stacking the remaining bowls together, she quickly packed the dishes in the porridge basin, then walked out of the main room to the kitchen to wash the dishes.
Pei Dacheng saw Pei Xiaoya go out and saw the joy between Zhang Hua's eyebrows.
"What? Mrs. Wang has come to see you?"
Zhang Hua raised his lips and smiled.
"Mother-in-law Wang came to see her today. Xiaoya has followed us and is growing well and in good health. Mrs. Wang said she looks capable, but she still wants to ask Mr. Li what he wants."
The joy in her eyes was very real, and she stretched out her right hand to sign a number.
"It's such a number."
Pei Dacheng was not very interested in this matter at first. After all, it was a low status for a big man.
But when I saw the numbers Zhang Hua compared, I was a little surprised.
"Can there be so many?"
There was also a bit of a smile in his eyes, and he turned to look at his son who had just fallen asleep on the bed because he was full, and there was a bit of determination in his eyes.
Twenty taels of silver!
God, he couldn't earn this much even after working exhaustingly in the fields for seven or eight years.
"But Mr. Li's son?"
There was a bit of unbearability in his eyes, and Zhang Hua suddenly fell silent.
But she spoke anyway.
"No matter how much Master Li's son is a fool, even Master Li's huge wealth cannot harm our little girl. Maybe she has lived a good life and follows us to dig food in the soil. She may not be able to figure it out in the future. They say we will end her life of prosperity."
Pei Dacheng pursed his lips tightly and squinted his eyes, but when he saw Jin Bao on the bed, he could already see that he had inherited their good looks and fair skin.
He also made up his mind.
"Then I will take Xiaoya to the city tomorrow to show Mr. Li a look."
"Eh."
In fact, Zhang Hua doesn't really want to do this. After all, the little girl is sensible and capable. She can already do chores such as fetching water and doing housework by herself. For example, other people's little girls can at most cut pig grass. Wash the dishes.
But their son is here. This is a blessing specially given to them by God. They want to give Jinbao a better meal and let him study for a few more years. He cannot be blind and want to marry a beautiful daughter-in-law. Son, how much do you need to put in to give birth to a fat grandson?
I can only count on Xiaoya's money.
She nodded, thinking about how she would spend the twenty taels of silver once she got it.
This house is also very dilapidated, the doors and windows are not tight, and the wind often comes in. It's okay now in summer and autumn, but it will need to be repaired in winter, so I can't wrong my son.
