If you want to talk about the people close to her, Guan Ping'an thinks that she can still understand a little. Just like her father, he would peel off and analyze one thing to her earlier.

As she grew up, her dad was beginning to let her analyze, and he came to add. And in the past two years, her father has asked her to analyze more and cultivate independence.

Let's talk about Grandpa Mei.

Over the years, she hadn't seen her Grandpa Mei do anything superfluous, others counted three steps as one step, but he simply counted more than ten steps.

Invite old guys to Beijing to play?

She didn't believe it.

But she didn't want to ask again.

After all, when the others came, what was the purpose, it was all under her nose, could she still feel it clearly? Not to mention that there were two big partners by her side.

"Hey, daughter-in-law, tapp. Just say, what do you want to do?"

Guan Ping'an was just about to step into the Westinghouse and stopped, but turned around and walked back with a smile. Her father was pinched by his daughter-in-law again, so you don't pay attention to your daughter-in-law's attitude.

If it were as usual, she would definitely go to the gag to save her father, and now? Well, it's time to harvest the crops in the little gourd, she's so busy.

In the study room of the bamboo house, the newly copied books on the right have been moved to the outside of the small gourd one by one since the beginning of the first month of this year, and they have become fewer and fewer in the past six months.

According to her plan, the transcripts should be almost all transferred by the end of the year, and by then the collection of books in the study in her back room would be quite considerable.

And the original?

In line with Guan Youshou's thoughts, Guan Ping'an didn't want to put the original outside. At least for the next few years, except for some books, she doesn't plan to take them out.

On the other side of the house, there were already piles of textbooks and exercises of different editions on the ground, and the number was quite considerable, and there were no less than three or four hundred books erected in two large piles.

The top ones are middle and high school textbooks, which shows that she has not visited the scrapyard less over the years, but only the number of times she has been there.

The reason why she was specially picked out and piled together was because her grandfather came, otherwise she would have let her send the package, and she was really reluctant to add a sum of freight for nothing.

By the way, her grandfather Mei asked the old man to come, could it have something to do with this matter? Guan Ping'an patted his head and decided to leave these questions behind her first, otherwise she would have to think about it.

Touching his chin, Guan Ping'an looked at the pile of books, and he had already come up with a bunch of lists. For example, Ma Liutun's little sisters Ma Wuya and Liang Zhihong, such as Li Changhao and their brothers and sisters in the commune, such as a group of cousins of the Ye family in the provincial capital, and the whole cousins of her grandmother's family.

Although there are some things that she doesn't want to ignore without any basis, if everything comes true, she still hopes that there are lucky people among her relatives and friends who can seize the opportunity.

Out of the study, Guan Ping'an walked straight into the east wing opposite. Her father was so busy that he hadn't entered her little gourd for some days, otherwise he would have been very happy to see a room full of calligraphy and paintings.

Not precious, only according to the age, Guan Ping'an is in the three rooms of the east wing of the shelves are full of scrolls of calligraphy and paintings.

Of course, the sheer number of calligraphy and paintings is certainly not comparable to the scrolls of calligraphy and paintings that have not yet been framed in wooden boxes without lids, and a considerable number of them are copies and new works by her.

The elders praised her for her calligraphy and painting attainments, but who knew that her energy spent on one side was not inferior to embroidery.

Over the years, whenever she prepared her family's winter clothes, she began to practice needlework diligently. On the contrary, in calligraphy and painting, I never stop practicing all year round.

There is never a harvest in this world that can be obtained without effort, just like if the seeds are not sown in the gourd, it is one thing that she will never get the harvest.

Another scene in the magical black earth - a sea of snow-white cotton, a golden wheat field and rice field, a green peanut field.

Her father had a sentence that was wrong.

On the black soil of her small gourd, it is no longer the second wave of crops, but the third batch. And all three batches of watering are irrigated with pool water from water hyacinths.

Even the farm at the foot of the mountain.

The pigs, sheep, chickens, ducks and geese in it are all fed with sweet potatoes, fruits and vegetables produced by the first batch of pond irrigation, all of which are not for sale.

Today is different from the past, the first time I saw that the pig raised more than 300 catties, she was still frightened, now, they are growing to 500 catties, she is not afraid.

Although she doesn't want to get something for nothing, and wants to use her hands to experience the joy of sweating and getting a harvest, it doesn't mean that she likes to kill pigs by herself, does it?

Five hundred pounds is good~

A mind is in control, a pig or a pig, she doesn't need to do it, pig hair belongs to pig hair, pork belongs to pork, pig bones belong to pig bones, and even pig blood will not waste a drop.

She admits that she is lazy~

Now that there are a lot of wild things raised in the mountains, she doesn't want to use the knife herself, saying a thousand things and ten thousand, she must have been spoiled by her ancestors.

Feeling that her grandfather Ye Wuye was coming, or coming in the hot summer, her grandfather must not be able to bring fresh new meat, so he found an excellent reason for himself.

Guan Ping'an Huo Huo picked up the fattening black pig that she had just bought last fall, and she absolutely did not admit that in fact, she herself had long since disliked cooking a lot of pig food every once in a while.

She is caring.

She is a thoughtful padded jacket.

As for the meat available on the market, her mother saw that her grandfather and grandmother were not entertained, so she couldn't be in a hurry. What? Do you still have bacon at home?

The old man has bad teeth.

It doesn't make sense that she even wrapped the meat and oil of Mrs. Qi and their old mouths, and she was harsh on her grandmother and grandfather, isn't it, as for the source excuse?

The nephew hits the lantern - as usual (uncle).

Her own father and grandfather will solve it.

It's been another busy night.

At almost three o'clock in the morning, the alarm clock rang, Guan Ping'an only soaked in water hyacinth for half an hour, and then got out of the small gourd, went to bed, closed his eyes, and fell asleep to rest.

Qi Jingnian suspected that she was not sleep-deprived.

Guan Youshou saw that his daughter got up late, and he knew that his bear girl didn't listen to persuasion again, but fortunately, he didn't go to school, and the child could sleep if he wanted to sleep at home.

But the biological clock is a lot of tossing people.

After six o'clock, Guan Ping'an still turned over and sat up. She knew she had overslept, but she was able to catch up with her parents' work hours.

"Why don't you sleep more?" Guan Youshou, who had returned from a morning run, stepped into his yard and saw his daughter punching vigorously in the front yard, "It's okay to change it to noon." ”

At noon, there is enough yang energy, which is suitable for boxing while exercising the mind.

Hot?

Reheating is better than lack of sleep.

I am really afraid of the heat, so I can hide in the small gourd to exercise.

"I slept for too long, I couldn't sleep. ”

Guan Youshou glanced at his daughter speechlessly.

Do you know how to write the words "cover your ears and steal the bell"?

"Daddy, you haven't taken a bath for a long time, is it better to adjust the time after work?"

Otherwise, if you are fishing for three days and drying nets for two days, when will you become a master? Guan Ping'an now does not have the luxury of asking her father to restore his ten success in his previous life, but fifty percent is always necessary, right?