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Style: Girl Author: Hua YouliWords: 2926Update Time: 24/02/20 21:46:03
The Mo family raises six chickens, one rooster and five hens. In addition to chickens, they also raise two pigs. The chicken coop is built inside the pig pen. The other end of the pig pen fence is built with two long bamboo poles on the wall. At night, the chickens fly to the bamboo poles to rest. Under the bamboo poles are three bamboo baskets. , the basket is covered with golden soft straw. When the chickens at home are about to lay eggs, they will jump into the chicken coop made of straw.

When she came to the chicken coop, two of the three chicken coops had eggs in them. Mo Ziwan skillfully picked the eggs into the basket and shouted: "Grandma, there are two eggs."

Song Nanzhi was pouring the dishwashing water mixed with coarse bran into the stone trough. After listening to Mo Ziwan's voice, the corners of his mouth curved up and he said with a smile: "Okay, keep one for Wanwan to eat, and the other for us." It’s better to save money and sell it.”

Mo Ziyuan responded crisply: "Okay." In fact, she sighed again in her heart. When will this day end? Unexpectedly, my plan to copy books was interrupted. When could I help my family earn money?

After the grandfather and grandson came out of the pigsty, they returned to the kitchen house. Mo Ziyuan waited for Song Nanzhi to put down the bucket he was carrying and then handed the basket over.

Song Nanzhi did not take the basket, but reached out and picked up the two round eggs from the basket. Then he walked to a cabinet in the house. The cabinet was not high, only reaching an adult's shoulder level. It had two levels, upper and lower. There is an unlocked lock hanging on the upper and lower cabinet doors. There is peeling paint on the padlock and other places, making it look very old and mottled.

After approaching the cabinet, Song Nanzhi reached out and took off the lock hanging on the lower cabinet, and then opened the cabinet. There was already a basket of eggs in the cabinet, and there was a white bag next to the egg basket. , the bag is not big, it contains a small half bag of polished rice. Underneath the small bag of polished rice is a larger bag, and the larger bag contains brown rice.

In addition to the rice, the noodles were also divided into two bags. One bag contained fine, white flour, and the other bag contained dark, rough black noodles.

After Song Nanzhi put the eggs, he closed the cabinet again. This time he also locked the cabinet. After locking it, he said to Mo Ziwan: "Wanwan, our family has another basket of eggs." Grandma will go to the county tomorrow to sell the eggs. After selling the money, she will sell you sweets to eat." Although the little granddaughter never made a fuss about doing this or that, how could they not give this at all? The only granddaughter to buy it? I can’t afford the good stuff, and I can’t afford the extra stuff, but I still have to buy some inexpensive snacks from time to time.

Mo Ziyuan hurriedly waved her hands and said: "No candy, I don't eat candy, eating candy is not good for your teeth." Then she added, "Keep the money to pay off the debt."

The sentence of repaying the debt made Song Nanzhi laugh, but he also felt inexplicably sad, "You are a little kid, what do you know about repaying the debt?"

Mo Ziyuan immediately replied: "I know that our family still owes money to Uncle Han's family. Once we pay back the money to Uncle Han's family, we will no longer owe money to others."

I want to make money by copying books, and I also want to pay back the money I owe to the Han family as soon as possible, but my family is not well-off and does not have much income, so they can only cut back on expenditure, although this family is already very frugal and frugal! But save more if you can. However, you still have to copy books. In this era where "everything is inferior but reading is good" and the printing of various books is not convenient, books are not only precious, but some books are not something you can buy if you want them. Yes, copying books can also make money, but if you want to copy books, you have to find another way to do it.

Song Nanzhi smiled and said: "You are the devil." Then he added: "Although our family still owes you Uncle Han's money, we don't owe much. We only have two taels of silver left to pay." Wait until the autumn harvest. In the future, these two taels of silver will be repaid. When the family no longer owes anyone money, they will be able to live more comfortably. Looking at the little granddaughter, they will be able to make more clothes for Wanwan and buy some more. I’m wearing a beautiful flower on my head. I also need to buy some pens and paper.

"Don't eat candy, save it and pay it back to Third Uncle." Mo Ziyuan insisted on the principle of saving as much as possible.

Hearing these words, Song Nanzhi felt even more sad. Over the years, the family has been frugal and spent half of it on paying off debts and half on medical treatment and medication. Now, even at such a young age, my granddaughter knows that she has to save money to pay off her debts. She bent down and took Mo Ziwan into her arms, saying softly: "My Wanwan!"

Mo Ziwan felt sour when she was hugged by Song Nanzhi. Her grandparents had been bent over by life for this family and for her, "Grandma, when I grow up, I will definitely be able to earn a lot of money in the future. Grandpa Just take a good rest at home."

Song Nanzhi hugged Mo Ziwan and said softly: "My Wanwan is still young, and her grandparents are here. Wanwan just needs to eat well, have fun, and grow up safely."

"Grandma, I just want to see my Wan Wan grow up safely!"

"Well, I'll eat well and grow up quickly!" Mo Ziwan hugged Song Nanzhi's neck and pressed her little face against her somewhat pale face.

After holding Mo Ziwan in her arms and feeling pity for her, Song Nanzhi put Mo Ziwan down again. After putting her down, she said: "Wanwan, grandma is going to cut grass for pigs and chickens. You go find your brother Chunlin." Let’s play!”

After Mo Ziyuan left obediently, Song Nanzhi started busy again. He took the kitchen knife on the chopping board and walked out of the kitchen to the backyard.

People like the Mo family who built a house alone wanted to live in a spacious place, so not only the house was built to be spacious, not to mention the front and back yards, no one would use the land in front of their door as a yard even if it was flattened. What do you mean, if the house in front of the house and behind the house is left flat and clean, and if weeds are allowed to grow overgrown, people will criticize it.

However, villagers attach great importance to their land. In addition to the flat and larger front yard, which is convenient for drying the grain collected from the ground, the backyard is generally not large. Even if there is extra open space, it is used to open vegetable gardens and plant crops. Serve.

The front yard of the Mo family is more than half an acre, which is made of bluestone slabs. The rice, wheat, rapeseed, corn, etc. that are harvested in the fields on weekdays are still stored in the front yard after being collected. Let it sit in the sun for a few more days before packing it into the house.

Although the backyard is not as big as the front yard, it is only half the size of the front yard. The women in the family may spend more time in the backyard than in the front yard in a day.

There is a well drilled in the backyard of the Mo family. Song Nanzhi spends most of his time in the backyard except doing laundry and washing vegetables. Even the vegetables and wild vegetables and weeds that he cuts in the fields to feed the pigs are put directly into the backyard until it is time to feed the pigs. When I was young, I washed it in the yard and then cut it and mixed it with some chaff to feed the pigs, so there was always a bucket and a wooden basin specially used for cutting pig grass in the backyard.

Like this moment, after Song Nanzhi put Mo Ziwan down, he took a kitchen knife to the backyard. He first fetched a bucket of water, rinsed the red sweet potato vine on the ground, put it in a wooden basin and picked up the kitchen knife to cut it. stand up.

It is definitely not enough for the pigs at home to drink a bucket of dishwater. Now we need to cut some vegetables. In addition to cutting a pot of red sweet potato vine to feed the pigs, we also need to feed the chickens at home, but for chicken feeding It needs to be chopped into finer pieces, so there will be a little bit of red sweet potato vine left in the pot and chopped some more, and in the same way, some more coarse bran will need to be mixed, and that's it for feeding the chickens.

Mo Tingyu was busy outside, Song Nanzhi was busy at home, and Mo Ziwan was not idle when she arrived at the Han family.

Ever since she could walk, Mo Ziwan liked to run to the Han family. The reason was very simple. Han's father, Han Shuxian, was a teacher at Songshan Academy in the county. Every day after he came back from school, he would always teach Han Chunlin how to read and write. She went It happens that we are studying together. This is a God-given opportunity. Otherwise, if we suddenly say that we can read and write in the future, wouldn’t we be asking for trouble? So she likes to run to the Han family very much. In the past few years, she has not only become more familiar and closer to the Han family, but she has also learned a lot about books.

After studying with Han Chunlin, a child from another family was born. She was smart, studious, polite, and had a sweet mouth. The Han couple regarded her as their own daughter, but on the contrary He disliked Han Chunlin in every way.

After Mo Ziwan walked into the Han family's yard, she shouted: "Auntie, brother Chunlin, sister."

As soon as Mo Ziwan's voice fell, Han Chunlin's voice came from the room, "Sister Wanwan." As soon as the shout fell, a little boy with a tiger-like head and a tiger-like head ran out. The first thing she said after running out was, "Sister Wanwan, you are here. I was still thinking that if you didn't come, I would go find you."

Mo Ziwan looked at the always energetic Han Chunlin and asked, "But you don't want to take your sister with you?"

Han Chunlin admitted generously, "My sister is always crying and it's not easy to take care of her at all!"

Yu Silian, who was following Han Chunlin, couldn't laugh or cry after hearing this. Who has a one or two-year-old baby who doesn't cry? She said: "My sister is only one year old, and she can't even explain her words, but she can only cry!" Finally, she emphasized: "When you were a child, , more noisy than your sister, and more prone to crying!"

How could Han Chunlin admit that he was also a crybaby? He was a manly man. He refused to admit it and replied: "I am not a crybaby, my sister is a crybaby!"

Yu Silian doesn't argue with him, so why argue? He just emphasized: "My sister is still young and can't speak. When she grows up, she won't just cry."

When it came to waiting for his sister to be young, Han Chunlin's voice became louder, "Sister Wanwan didn't cry when she was a child!" He is two years older than Mo Ziwan, and is already six years old this year. Some of the things that happened two or three years ago are also the same. Can remember.

When Mo Ziyuan heard this, of course she couldn't compare with a baby. Although she had the body of a child, her heart was that of an adult. If she hadn't been carrying the body of a baby, she was afraid of being said and hurting her family. Think of a way to roll up your sleeves and make money!