Although he worked all night, Guan Ping'an was still full of energy. As long as she thought that there would be a gain, her always restless heart fell to the ground.

She didn't enter the small gourd again, and wanted to plant all three acres of land, this road could not be paved in a day, and it just so happened that what she had now was time.

After molesting the big, it also provoked its wives and concubines to scream, and likewise provoked her grandmother to light the oil lamp and go out of the room with her little feet upside down.

Guan Ping'an heard her muttering What's going on, did the chicken lay eggs so early? couldn't help but chuckle, "Grandma, it's me, what are you going to burn this morning?"

"Why are you up so early?"

In the dark, Guan Ping'an saw her looking at her hands and rolled her eyes speechlessly. Is this a suspicion of stealing chickens or eggs, as for it?

But she is really not used to talking back to her elders, and she should get used to it after a while, just like getting used to using a thatched house, just like getting used to three meals a day of coarse grains......

Guan Ping'an pursed his lips, "It's my mother's turn today." My mother also got up. "So don't ink, hurry up and bring out the coarse grain you hold in your hand!

"Follow me. Aunt Guan gave an order, poured back into the room, opened the cabinet with a key on her trouser belt, took out a plate of coarse grains for today's breakfast and handed it to her.

"In the morning, I will make dumplings and sweet potato porridge, and let your mother put more wild vegetables. ”

Last night it was meat, and today it is poor and white. Guan Ping'an was not interested in talking nonsense with her, so he said hello, stretched out his hands and took it back to the outhouse.

A bunch of wild vegetables is still wild vegetables, so many people gathered in the outhouse last night, but no one helped clean it up, so she had to move a small bench to pick wild vegetables first.

Listening to the snoring sound of one after another, Guan Ping'an rolled his eyes, and hummed a few of the latest red songs while cleaning up, humming at first, and then gradually increasing his voice......

Hum!

Let her serve these things!

Guan Ping'an's most envied is the heart-rending voice of the old branch secretary in the production team, especially the song "Unity is Strength".

So, she started from humming "The sun rises in the east...... Hey...... He is the great savior of the people...... to sing loudly...... Forward, forward, entered, people who do not want to be slaves......"

Until "unity is strength, unity is strength, this strength is iron! This strength is steel! It is harder than iron! It is stronger than steel......

Guan Ping'an was excited, because she immediately followed up with her favorite sentences. She even used her suckling strength to tear up, "Shoot at Faxi Sti......"

"What are you doing?

"Dead girl, is there any end?"

"It's noisy!"

Guan Ping'an listened to the shouting and scolding in the room, and even raised the distorted female voice: "...... Let all undemocratic institutions die, and ...... to the sun and freedom"

Listen!

Guan Ping'an raised his chin proudly and continued to howl, threatening to offend all the big guys.

Aunt Guan in the East House shouted a little granddaughter, and when she saw her singing louder and louder, she was already howling wolf, so angry that she lifted the quilt and wanted to get up again.

Uncle Guan grabbed his wife with one hand, "What are you doing, let the child sing, I think it's very good." Whoever dares to sleep lazily in the future will let this kid sing!"

As he spoke, he wasn't finished, and he also opened his throat and howled.

Guan Youshou in the backyard heard a howl in a half-dream, and suddenly he was so frightened that he sat up, "What's wrong, go to work?"

Ye Xiuhe, who was putting on shoes on the ground, suddenly let out bursts of hearty laughter.

Hearing his daughter-in-law's laughter, Guan Youshou glanced at the lit oil lamp, and said suspiciously, "This voice is so familiar...... Before the words came out, he immediately turned his head to look inside.

- Yo, it's really his daughter!

He immediately lifted the quilt and got off the kang, and asked while putting on his clothes and pants, "What's the matter? When did our girl get up? Didn't she sleep well last night?"

Ye Xiuhe glanced at him speechlessly: she also wants to know. I didn't care about talking to my man too much, so I picked up the basin and left a sentence that I would go over and run first.

In the kitchen of the main room, Guan Ping'an suddenly stopped when he saw her mother coming in, and smiled apologetically at her mother: not calling those lazy people to get up made her mother tired.

Ye Xiuhe saw that his daughter was chopping pigweed, and there were still soggy wild vegetables picked in front of the stove, and there was nothing to understand about the plate of sweet potato cornmeal.

She rubbed the child's head with a smile, "Why don't you sleep more?" ”

"Mother, you wash your face first, don't look at your daughter's small size, I'm smart. It's always up to you to cook rice, cook vegetables, cook pig food, and you will know it a long time ago. ”

Guan Ping'an said happily, not delaying the work at all.

She knew very well that she had three cousins older than her, otherwise many farm children would be able to do a lot of housework at the age of 5.

A six-year-old child can pretend to be ignorant, but if she wants to fit in, she has to learn how to live as a farmer and master the work of the stove naturally.

From the day she decided that she was Guan Ping'an.

She is no longer Gu Ruchu who stretches out her hands to eat and open her mouth, but fortunately, she is not a real lady who does not leave the door.

Guan Ping'an waited for her mother to take the knife in her hand after hurriedly washing, and did not refuse again, but ran to start the fire, and by the way, put a few wild eggs in the stove with mud and roasted them.

Looking at Ye Xiuhe's eyebrows and smiling busily, she secretly clenched her little fists.

After breakfast, Guan Ping'an sent away a vigorous Guan Youshou and Ye Xiuhe, who couldn't dissipate the smile on his face, to go to work.

She also started to work.

As soon as she entered the small gourd, she looked at the wheat grains growing green seedlings in the bucket, and was suddenly confused: Didn't they all say that they would only sprout small white sprouts first?

Guan Ping'an, who was puzzled, could only attribute these anomalies to the water quality, and soon woke up and calmly carried the bucket to the open field.

This time she wasn't going to follow her grandmother's nonsense.

After finishing last night's work, and then straightening the straw rope first, without measuring the distance between the rows. Looking at the same, seedlings are densely planted along the straight line.

When sowing, Guan Ping'an moved smartly, took the largest number of Maozhi seeds and put a few grains on the edge of cucumbers and beans, thinking that when the melons, fruits and vegetables were ripe, there might be a few less supports.

As soon as she thought of the sunflowers, she deliberately put all the hairy seeds on her hands in the corners of the small gourd.

After Huo Huo finished all the seeds in his hand and watered all the potholes and potholes, he looked at the land of Yima Pingchuan and thought again.

Soon, a small figure began to dig a hole with a small shovel in the black earth between the pool and the fence garden.

Look, that posture is a bit like digging a pit and burying people!