"Oh, I understand, I understand."
"Brother, go and get busy."
The two sisters nodded, indicating that they understood.
Seeing that the two of them had closed the window, Lin Yuanqiu didn't stay any longer and quickly ran to the backyard.
I have been away for a while, and maybe the birds have come to steal food by now.
Sure enough, as soon as Lin Yuanqiu ran back to the backyard, he heard the chirping of birds on the persimmon tree.
But we can't let the birds give the persimmons to Huo Huo.
Lin Yuanqiu hurriedly picked up the thin bamboo pole on the ground and slapped it hard on the branches.
Therefore, the birds and magpies that finally caught the opportunity to land on the branches were frightened by the beating of the bamboo poles before they had time to bite.
After a while, they all flew away.
It really comes and goes in a hurry.
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Chapter 2 Gouzi Gouzi
Seeing that the birds were driven away, Lin Yuanqiu did not put down his hand holding the pole. He searched back and forth under several persimmon trees. After confirming that there were no more birds stealing food, he placed the bamboo pole flat. on the ground so that his tender little arms could rest.
Isn't he just tender? Think of him as a man in his thirties, and now he suddenly turns into a five-year-old kid. He is almost tender.
Lin Yuanqiu had always been an atheist in his previous life, but now this opportunity forced him to believe that the end of science is indeed metaphysics.
A gust of wind blew by, making the leaves rustle.
Lin Yuanqiu tightened the burlap jacket tightly, trying to prevent the cold wind from entering the collar of his neck, so as not to accidentally catch a cold.
You know, this is an ancient country with backward medical standards. If you really get cold, not to mention whether it can be cured, or whether this company will give you the money to ask for medical advice, otherwise the body will be damaged. The original owner didn't die because of a high fever, so he, a drunken man in the 21st century, had the opportunity to wear this small body.
It is not an exaggeration to say that he has a small body. It stands to reason that the original body is now five years old, and his actual age is already six years old. But look at this small figure now, how can he be worthy of his age? With thin arms and thin legs, it is said that he is only At three years old, there are definitely people who believe it.
Alas, Lin Yuanqiu sighed, how poor a family could be to raise a child with such mismatched speed.
Thinking of the food for the past few days, it was either hard steamed buns and wild vegetable soup, or thick and inedible black-faced steamed buns and wild vegetable soup. As for eating meat, I’m sorry, it’s been almost half a month since he came here, and he didn’t even eat it. Smelled meat.
Thinking of this, Lin Yuanqiu couldn't help but worry a little. He was worried about what he would look like in the future if he followed this unnutritious eating method, and whether he would be given an eye-catching short figure.
Thinking again about his 1.9-meter tall jade tree in the wind in his previous life, Lin Yuanqiu subconsciously touched his thin shoulders. As a result, there was a rough patch where he touched it. He was so frightened that he quickly retracted his hand, fearing that if he didn't pay attention, he would be injured. My clothes were torn.
It wasn't that Lin Yuanqiu was being too careful, but the clothes he was wearing had already been washed and turned white, and it felt like they would be torn if he applied a little force.
You know, apart from the one he is wearing now, the only outer shirt he has is the one hanging on the bamboo pole in the yard. If it is really torn, then he will have no clothes to change.
Then he lowered his head and looked at the trousers, which were half a foot high from the ground. Even with short legs like his, they looked like cropped trousers.
I heard that this outfit originally belonged to my cousin.
Poor families are like this. Children basically wear clothes in turns. Just like in their family, the eldest child wears the second child's clothes, the second child wears it, then the third child wears it, and then the fourth child wears it. When Lin Yuanqiu wears it, , the patches connected one after another have almost covered the original color of the clothes.
In fact, for Lin Yuanqiu, he doesn't care whether the clothes are new or old. What he is really worried about is how to survive the next cold winter.
A few days ago, when he put the clay pot with persimmons in the kang cabinet, he went through the clothes inside. Sadly, he found that except for a few old, stiff cotton-padded jackets, there was nothing else in the kang cabinet. .
It can be seen that this family is really not ordinary poor.
You know, the winter in the north is no joke. Lin Yuanqiu stared at his exposed half calf again and again, thinking about his ability to withstand freezing when winter comes.
I don’t know what the experience will be like then.
After all, I never talked about such a day in my previous life, I just never thought about it.
Before wearing this little body, Lin Yuanqiu's life was not bad. His parents had a small fortune, and he not only made money to buy a house for himself before the age of thirty, but also had no less than seven people in his bank account. number of deposits.
It's a pity that if I hadn't been drunk too much by my friends on Singles' Day and accidentally got drunk, I would have fallen from the rice vat into the rice bran.
What worries Lin Yuanqiu the most is how sad his grandparents and parents will be after he passes away.
It is really unfilial for me to let the white-haired people give away the black-haired people.
The only good thing is that his parents gave birth to more than one child. I think my younger brother will take good care of the family.
As for the real estate and savings in his name, as a single young man who has not yet had time to get married and start a family, his inheritance will naturally belong to his parents and relatives. This can be regarded as a little comfort to his heart.
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It was approaching the time of You, and all the people working in the fields came back.
Lin Sanzhu walked at the front carrying half a load of radishes. Behind him were Old Man Lin and the Wu family, who also carried radishes in large baskets on their backs.
As soon as he stepped into the courtyard gate, Old Lintou heard that his third son, who had been screaming in the field for a sore back and legs, was now shouting "dog son, dog son" with a voice as loud as a bell.
That full-of-energy look is nothing like a person who screams that he is completely powerless as soon as he digs carrots.
Alas, old man Lin sighed. The third child has grown old. People in their thirties think of all kinds of ways to be lazy when they start working. If they hadn't kept an eye on them, they would have wandered off somewhere. Went. Fortunately, the boss and the second child were not like this, otherwise this family would not be what it would be like.
Thinking of this, Old Man Lin couldn't help but turn around and glare at Wu behind him. His youngest son, grandson, and third son were spoiled by the old woman.
Wu was not convinced. She was not used to it. It was obviously the third child who had grown crooked, okay?
When the old man rolled his eyes, Wu just pretended not to notice.
It’s just that the third child has been shouting “gouzi” for a long time, but the grandson hasn’t come out to answer.
Could it be that this kid wasn't looking at the persimmons at home today, but sneaked out to play?
Before Wu could put down her backpack and go to the backyard to find out what was going on, Lin Yuanhuai and Lin Yuanbai, who had been running around in the village with their friends all afternoon and were sweating, quickly stepped forward to answer their questions:
"Third uncle, brother Gouzi said that no one is allowed to call him Gouzi anymore. He must be called by his first name."
"Yes, yes, brother Gouzi said that he will definitely not answer anyone who calls him Gouzi in the future."
As he said that, Lin Yuanbai imitated Lin Yuanqiu's tone and repeated the words, "Only babies born by dogs are called dogs. I was not born by a dog. I am a dog who calls fart!"
Lin Sanzhu: "..."
It sounds very reasonable.
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When it was getting dark, Lin Dazhu and Lin Erzhu came home carrying empty baskets.
There were more people selling persimmons in the town today. The last half-framed persimmons were sold out after the two of them walked around the streets for a while.
"Dad, this is the money from selling persimmons today, a total of 286 Wen."
As Lin Dazhu spoke, he took out a heavy cloth bag from his chest and handed it to Old Man Lin, "It's a bit late to sell today. My second brother and I came back on Dongzi's oxcart."
Excluding the two pennies for riding the bullock cart, that's two hundred and eighty-four pennies.
The Lin family is not divided, so all income naturally goes to the commonwealth.
Old Lintou handed the money bag to Mrs. Liu and asked her to take it to the room and put it away. There were ten soup cans with seven lids in the house, so there was still plenty of room for money.
Seeing that the weather is about to get cold, the cotton-padded jackets of the eldest, second, and third sons have already become old and worn out. Therefore, old man Lin plans to use part of the money he earned from selling persimmons this year to make one for each of his three sons. New coat.
In fact, it’s time to make new cotton-padded jackets for the family, but there is no money to make them all, so we can only stick to the old men who often go out first.
Old man Lin took a breath of dry cigarette, thought for a while and said to the boss and the second: "You two will have a day off tomorrow. I think we can sell the persimmons on our tree three or four times at most."
Lin Dazhu nodded. He and his second brother will help collect radishes at home tomorrow.
At this time, the three sisters-in-law who were cooking in the kitchen came in with food.
Lin Yuanqiu stretched his neck and took a look, and saw that the eldest uncle and the second uncle were holding steamed buns and black-faced steamed buns, while his mother, Feng, was holding a large vat of wild vegetable soup.
Still the third child!
Lin Yuanqiu was on the verge of crying. The joy of delicious food in his previous life was gone. His roast chicken, roast duck, and roast sausages were all gone forever.
Alas, if he had known that one day he would travel through time, in his previous life, he would have had enough to eat first.
Like most villagers, the Lin family has a meal-sharing system. According to Old Man Lin's wishes, the food is distributed in different ways, so that you don't have to worry about you grabbing it with chopsticks and me grabbing it with a scoop.
There are seventeen people in the Lin family, including Mr. Lin and Mrs. Wu, and then the five members of the eldest family, Lin Dazhu and Mrs. Zhou, and their two sons and one daughter.
Then there are Lin Erzhu and Liu from the second room, and their two sons and one daughter.
Finally, there is the third room where Lin Yuanqiu lives. There are also five people in the third room, including his father Lin Sanzhu, his mother Feng, and him and his twin sisters.
With so many people, there is definitely not room for one table, so every time we eat, there is a table for men and a table for women.
Mrs. Wu is responsible for distributing the food. Each man in the family has two steamed buns, one black noodle steamed bun, and two ladles of vegetable soup in the bowl.
On the women's side, each person received a steamed bun, a black noodle steamed bun, and a ladle of vegetable soup.
As for little ones like Lin Yuanqiu and the others, they only had a black noodle steamed bun and a spoonful of vegetable soup.
Among the grandchildren, the eldest grandson Lin Yuanfeng is fourteen years old this year, and the second grandson Lin Yuansong is thirteen years old. The two of them can already do a lot of work in the fields and are considered the main labor force in the family, so they receive more meals than Lin Yuanqiu and the others. Add one more black-faced steamed bun.
As for the two older granddaughters, Mrs. Wu picked up the last black-faced steamed bun in the bamboo basket, broke it in half, and divided another half into their bowls.
Just like that, a dinner was distributed.
The two baskets that were full just now were now empty, and even the wild vegetable soup in the pottery jars had been scraped clean.
Lin Yuanqiu finally understood why he had to eat wild vegetables and black noodles with every meal.
Otherwise, with such an astonishing amount of food consumption every day, the food at home would not be enough to last.
Farmers don't pay so much attention to their meals, so the rule of eating without talking or sleeping doesn't apply at all in the countryside.
Lin Yuanqiu was chewing steamed buns while listening to the adults' conversations. This was currently the best way for him to understand the world.
Lin Dazhu, who was just listening to the side, was chewing steamed buns and talking to Old Man Lin about what he had just heard on the bullock cart.
"Dad, Lin Dong said that we have already hired the tutor for our clan school. He is an old boy from the town. I heard that in about ten days, he can take his child to the clan school."
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Chapter 3 Grandson wants to go to school
