Chapter 222: Three shovels and three trips
As the weather gets warmer day by day, the old fruit trees that have been watered in the yard are full of life, and the buds on the branches are blooming one after another.
At the same time, it is inevitable to attract flying insects, the buzzing of wild bees, and the colorful butterflies are also fluttering, and the flapping of their wings is also particularly energetic.
After Guan Ping'an successfully fooled the little brother to go to sleep, when she looked up at this scene, her only thought was that she forgot that there was honey on the mountain.
A round of red sun slowly rose in the eastern sky, and under the bath of sunlight, the distant mountain peaks dissipated the white mist, revealing its charm.
Unfortunately, she also knew that although the fog had dispersed, there were still some remnants in the mountains and forests, and if she went in at this time, she would soon be able to wet the clothes on her body.
And her mother has been very shrewd recently, not only staring at whether the clothes, pants and shoes she wears every day have changed, but also staring at her back basket.
The wild things in the basement, she didn't dare to do it herself, it was bloody enough to kill pheasants and hares, if she could skin the roe deer with a dagger......
It's going to freak the hell out of her!
Guan Ping'an shook his head with his little hand behind his back, he had to come step by step, otherwise a 6-year-old child would leak too many flaws, so he would have to "learn" from her father first.
Westinghouse's little brother slept deeply, and tucked the kicked quilt for him, and the little squirrel in the little gourd slept more soundly in its nest.
Guan Ping'an was not sleepy for a while, so he simply found a sack and used scissors to build two parts, large and small, and re-sewed the thread with thin hemp rope.
I went out the back door and slipped around, looked for some dry mud, put two sacks, one large and one small, sewn it with fine hemp rope, and then poured it back home.
The old fruit tree, the jujube tree in the front yard grows the tallest, Guan Ping'an moved its idea this time, and went straight to the bottom of the jujube tree as soon as he entered the front yard.
Putting the two sacks on the thick hemp rope again, she turned her head to look around, thinking that it was better to take the end of the two ropes and climb the tree honestly.
Two ropes went around the branches on either side of the fruit tree, and she grabbed the rope and slid down the tree, and a simple sandbag and fluttering target were hung up.
Guan Ping'an stood under the tree, looked up, stretched out his arm and dragged the sandbag, and struck it with his fists a few times, then stepped back to a meter away, grabbed a small stone and threw it at the fluttering target.
After picking up the sandbags and stones for the little brother, she went back to the room and took out a thick bowl and two charcoal sticks, and came to the date tree.
I saw that she first buckled the thick bowl upside down on the ground, drew a circle along the charcoal strip, took away the bowl and the charcoal strip, and stepped on a small foot in the circle, and a small footprint appeared.
Immediately, the little figure flickered again and again, no less than the butterfly on the bud on the tree, and at the same time, as her figure stopped, five small footprints appeared on the ground.
The little man smiled slyly in the direction of the West House, took the bowl and pointed it at each little foot and began to draw circles, and pebbles filled the whole circle from her little hands.
The circle is five, shaped like plum blossoms, which is quite similar to the plum blossom pile in the backyard of Mr. Zhao's house.
- In the future, they will also have to walk the plum pile, but they will have to practice the footwork of the simple pile first.
Guan Ping'an was worried that the small stones would trip over people, so he thought about it and ran into the warehouse and rolled out the big stone grinder, compacted it, and by the way, also pressed the stone road in the front yard.
When she went back to the room after she was done, her brother slept with a little red face, she decisively put the kettle on her back, and slipped out the back door with a pair of small legs.
"Mother, drink saliva. ”
On the bud rice ground, Ye Xiuhe was weeding and turned his head to look.
She shook her head helplessly, looked at the women pulling weeds on the side, and squinted at her daughter with a smile, "Why didn't you sleep for a while and ran out again?"
Guan Ping'an couldn't say that she was collecting small stones, so she smiled hesitantly, and when she drank a few sips, she went to bring water to Ye Xiaofeng.
Her Aunt Feng is very good, drinking more water can nourish her face.
Ye Xiaofeng happily took it and poured a big mouthful into her mouth, and also asked her why she didn't get a good night's sleep, and of course, she also added a few words of intimidation that she wouldn't sleep long enough.
Who made you hate a shorty!
A bud rice field should have a distinction between their respective mission areas, and the five, including Ye Xiuhe, stepped aside, stopped, and fell back.
Guan Ping'an didn't ask when he saw this, and waited for a few aunts and aunts to finish drinking her pot of water, and then squatted beside her mother to pull weeds with the military kettle on their backs.
Ye Xiuhe looked at the sky and quietly ordered, "Your brother should wake up, go back quickly." ”
Guan Ping'an turned his head and grimaced at her.
"Did you see your father?"
Guan Ping'an nodded, pulled the grass, and frowned, "My father is shoveling the ground, I want to help him but he is not allowed, in fact, I can do it." ”
Ye Xiuhe knew that her daughter felt sorry for her father.
When you plant the crops, you don't just have to leave it alone, and you have to shovel three times before harvesting. I was tired from the work, and my back hurt at the end of the day.
But her man didn't listen to persuasion, and what he said was much easier than when he was busy with farming. It's just for a few more jobs, but who can persuade him to be stubborn.
"Mother knows that my daughter is capable, don't worry, I'll let you help when the autumn harvest comes. ”
Guan Ping'an was used to hearing her mother's words, and grinned.
She knew that when it was busy farming season, the team would ask the children to come out and do what they could, but that was not what she wanted.
The sun gradually rose into the sky.
Ye Xiuhe saw that her daughter had finally raised a white and tender little face, and her forehead was still sweating, so she could only move to her side and whisper nonsense, "Your grandmother didn't work today." ”
Guan Ping'an looked to the side, "She can't get in." "I have long been guarding against the people in the old house, and I didn't see that I came out of the back door.
Ye Xiuhe almost laughed, "You go back to cooking." ”
Guan Ping'an suddenly perked up, "Mother, can I go to the stove?"
Rather than basking in the sun, or go back to cooking? Ye Xiuhe still chose the lesser of two evils, and told him uneasily, "Don't stew meat at noon." ”
Guan Ping'an blinked, "I understand." "I'm afraid that people will smell meat, but I can roast a chicken called Hanako or something quietly.
"Mother, I want you to teach me how to work on the stove. ”
Ye Xiuhe nodded with a smile, "You are obedient, my mother not only taught you to roll noodles with pancakes, but also taught you to pickle things, and she also taught you needlework." ”
Guan Ping'an's eyes suddenly lit up, "Really?"
"If you don't go up the mountain or the meadow, my mother will teach you all. ”
Hearing this, Guan Ping'an covered his mouth and smiled, nodding again and again.
Seeing her daughter-in-law waving her little hand with a smile and jumping away, Ye Xiuhe secretly shook her head and smiled, this stupid girl!
On the way back, Guan Ping'an deliberately went around, how could such a simple mother lie to a child? Her grandmother was chatting with people while working on her little feet.
Don't be too happy!