If you really want to judge who knows her father best, in fact, Guan Ping'an knows better than her Uncle Ma. The exit inquiry, it was nothing more than that she was uneasy and wanted to find someone to talk to.

Whether it's a three-day outing certificate or seven days, her father will definitely leave for home. He didn't like to live in the provincial capital of Ye's house for one more day at all.

Giving New Year's gifts is an excuse.

The truth is that her father is not worried that Xiaobei will return to Beijing alone. Once he catches up with the train where Cheng Yuping works, he will go home immediately if he entrusts people and things to the other party.

And these three days were originally between her father's budget. The reason why the seven-day outing certificate was opened was just in case, but where did it come from so many in case.

Mu Xiu's bad guy had already planned everything in his heart, and I was afraid that he would inquire about it when Grandpa Yi left.

This trip back, I don't know if he wants to fish in troubled waters, or if he really doesn't worry about his so-called uneasy old man. In short, this kid is very insincere.

A few days ago, I muttered, and I don't know what I discussed with her father, and when I asked, he would only say relieved, relieved. Who's worried about you?

Virtue!

The sky is beautiful, the wind blew all night yesterday, and I finally stopped in the morning. It seems that her prayer before going to bed last night was very effective.

The entrance to the hall had been blocked by snow, and the height almost reached her neck. Fortunately, Peter Pan is clever and took a pickaxe and an iron catalpa into the house last night.

"Who?" Ma Zhenzhong had no dreams all night, he slept really soundly, and he was about to get up when he was about to get up after a soak of urine, when he heard the sound of rustling outside.

If he hadn't woken up immediately at his buddy's house, he would have almost thought that a thief had entered the house. "Is it An An? It's still dark, why are you getting up so early?"

"Did you touch the flashlight next to the pillow?" Hearing Ma Zhenzhong's voice, Guan Ping'an stopped thinking about it, "I usually get up like this." ”

Leaning the pickaxe and the iron tree against the gate of the outhouse, Guan Ping'an first twisted the wick of the horse lantern, then lifted the lid of one of the large iron pots, stirred it with a spoon, and saw that the big ballast that had been simmering all night was already soft, and she began to run to another stove again.

When Ma Zhenzhong came out, he saw Guan Ping'an, who was wrapped in a headscarf and a small apron, holding a spoon again, and he couldn't help laughing.

Seeing him laughing, Guan Ping'an also laughed, "Wait, we'll have breakfast soon." Uncle, I steamed sticky bean buns and steamed buns, and we'll stew meat at noon. ”

Ma Zhenzhong knows that others are donkey dung balls - the face is glare, but the buddy's family is really not bad at eating and drinking now. Hearing this, he was not polite, and it would be the same when he turned around and asked his daughter-in-law to bring something over.

Unlike Guan Youshou, a semi-full-time accountant, he is equivalent to the housekeeper of the production team. In principle, as long as the annual income distribution plan and all the year-end earnings are formulated in advance, the financial expenses of the whole team are cleared and settled on a daily basis, and the income and expenditure accounts of the production team are regularly announced.

And Ma Zhenzhong, as the vice captain, is different. First of all, he has to take the lead, the first to be busy with farming, and the cat can't really retire in the winter season.

The whole brigade inside and out, he has to take care of it. Basically, if his uncle, the captain, said that he was going to break his leg. It's very tiring, it's just two extra hours a day.

Otherwise, Guan Youshou wouldn't always want to push his buddies to change positions, or he would jump out of the tunzi. But for Ma Zhenzhong, he is a descendant of the Ma family, and he has his own responsibilities and obligations.

No, once the snow outside the hall door was shoveled here, he didn't have time to clear the yard again. Wake up the two sons, he hurriedly ate a few bites of breakfast and ran to the team yard.

Not surprisingly, this time he couldn't take care of his own family. Fortunately, his father and brother supported him in his work, and helped him clear the snow on the roof as usual.

Guan Ping'an dared to let Ma Minghai and his brothers carry the yard, and when the two brothers finished eating, they quickly pushed them out. If you don't go back, you can't say it.

Their house will certainly not collapse, but again, there will be no less snow. The key is that Ma Minghai is the eldest son, and fourteen years old is enough to support the portal.

Grandpa is right to say that he is pro, he doesn't care, and his uncle and uncle are pro, maybe he doesn't care. But what about the eldest lady and aunt? If you don't talk about the help of your own men, you will also have a pimple in your heart.

Otherwise, as soon as her Aunt Feng saw a few concubines in trouble, or whether she suffered or not, she would rush over to help.

How did Aunt Feng guide her? What is the relationship between brothers, this concubine is very important. She is not afraid of a loss, and they will make up for it when they go back.

Of course, back down and back down, but if you really meet a concubine who doesn't know what to do, then endure it first, don't keep quiet, and think of seizing the opportunity to take advantage of it and kill you.

This also shows that her mother is wrong. Those who are reasonable and unreasonable take care of her father's face first, suffocating to death and holding their temperament, but what's the use of you backing down?

Liu Chunhua and they don't kick their noses in the face when they all put their faces, who thinks that her mother is a good concubine, in the words of her Aunt Feng, her mother is used to it.

It's not like it's just with your fists.

I don't know if her grandmother brainwashed her mother again this night...... Why do you always make the old girl filial, humble, my uncle will understand your hardships.

Her dad didn't understand.

Without outsiders, Guan Ping'an was absent-minded, but she wielded a pickaxe and a broom with sufficient strength to clear the snow in the front and back yards.

Guan Ping'an ran to the gate and looked outside. Not to mention the road leading to the west entrance of Tun, that is, the entire Maliutun is covered by heavy snow, and everywhere is a dazzling white.

This ghost weather, why did her mother come back, and her father, if she came back in an iron cart and a carriage on this day, wouldn't her little brother be frozen?

Guan Ping'an squinted her eyes slightly and glanced at the sky, hesitated, she still turned around and ran back to the house first. Scoop out the embers in the stove and put them in the brazier, and while loading, she used a fire shovel to pat it solidly. In this way, the temperature of the carbon fire in the brazier can be maintained for a small day.

After filling the brazier, Guan Ping'an added firewood to the stove and the kang hole...... At this moment, even the gods couldn't pull her, so they immediately gathered the younger brothers and started to set off.

Yesterday, she should have asked Heizi and Erhei to send her mother and Aunt Feng to Yejiabao, but who made her mother feel motherly, afraid that she would not be able to deal with the people in the old courtyard at home alone.

What about herself? There is also a bit of a shame in her selfish heart, rather than spending money to rent a carriage, why let her little brother suffer, this is not, a bad thing.

If she had let her mother go out on a plow with a small stove, why should she be worried at the moment. I just don't know if the car boss in her tun will not be drunk by her grandfather last night.

It is very possible.

No matter what, she stopped at the three-way intersection on the road and waited, and whoever arrived first would pick him up and go home first. Maybe her father and her brother are even more pitiful.

Don't say it, you're thinking about you at the moment.