Since he can't take his sister and buddies on the adventure, Xiao Tianyou thinks that he is a responsible man or a filial man, so he will work first.

The little man was secretly glad that he didn't boast about Haikou with his friends first. His father said that it was very reasonable, that he had to take advantage of the sunny weather to dry the things that occupied the land and put them into sacks, so that they could be stacked, and secondly, the warehouse could be tidied up and there was an open space before more things could be put in.

When Guan Ping'an heard this, he didn't expose her Lao Tzu's "sinister intentions" and her little brother's calculations.

This time her father and her brother fought the law.

Hey...... She doesn't mix.

At night, they still patrol as usual, whether it is dried radish shredded or dried radish, everything has to be talked about tonight.

When they woke up, after the brothers and sisters washed up, one went to the field to bring breakfast to their parents, and the other went to the backyard to serve the two pig ancestors.

As soon as Guan Ping'an fed the chickens and the three geese, picked up the eggs and goose eggs and returned to the house, he heard the shouts of Ma Minghai's brothers outside the door.

"An An, are you drying dried radishes today?"

"Where? I'm going to move. ”

Look at the Guan Ping'an moved, "Brother Ming Hai, have you eaten?"

The two brothers nodded and shook their heads, happy to lead the way directly, "I have cooked your portion, and my brother will come back in a while, let's eat and then work." ”

Ma Minghai saw that the two younger brothers had already followed up, but it was not good to refuse again, so he put an old rooster he brought into the chicken pen.

"An An, my mother let you stew. ”

"You bring it back, I have chickens at home, and I will kill them in the afternoon. ”

"It's useless to bring it back, it doesn't lay eggs. My mother doesn't have to bring me milk if you stew it and send it to you, she and my father will go and eat with your father. ”

Hearing him say this, Guan Ping'an could only nod.

The brother and sister got up early and spent three days cutting two hundred catties of radishes, drying them, and pickling them, just as the brothers and sisters were about to start drying potato chips.

Guan Youshou, who returned at night, leaned against the wall and built a sack, and sighed, "Your uncle is righteous enough, you must know that there is still a lot of work in his vegetable garden, and the others are better, and if it is late, it will be late, but the beans are old." ”

Xiao Tianyou agreed, his Uncle Ma is indeed better than his uncle.

"Children, are you tired?"

"Not tired!" Xiao Tianyou immediately straightened up, "Dad, do you want us to help Brother Ming Hai?"

Guan Youshou looked at the two children hesitantly, "Okay?"

They helped our family for three days, and my sister and I went over to help them for three days. ”

Guan Ping'an silently watched the little brother put on the set, and when her father glanced at him, he quickly nodded his head - as if he owed a favor and had to pay it back.

Continue to transfer the battlefield.

The next day, Guan Ping'an looked at Ma Zhenzhong's vegetable garden, not only beans, but also eggplants seemed to have to be cleaned up quickly.

Two days later, Ma Zhenzhong and his family were in a hurry, and they couldn't take care of squeezing out the time of the third watch in the middle of the night to keep the land for themselves, and hurriedly dealt with what could be dealt with in the vegetable garden first.

Guan Ping'an also breathed a sigh of relief, this other people's life is different from his own. For example, when drying beans, Ma Minghai insisted on not picking, nor did he use boiling water to dry them directly.

She felt so awkward in her heart, she must know that many beans have insect eyes, who knows if there are insects hidden in them, and the same is true for dried eggplants.

She, it's hard to say, Ma Minghai said that his mother operates like this every year, no wonder her Aunt Feng said don't do it, just work like this, very fast.

After having lunch on the ground, Guan Youshou went around in a circle, and when he came back, he smiled but frowned.

"Dad, what's wrong?"

"Who messed with you?"

Guan Youshou shook his head slowly, "I finally asked your father to promise to return the sweet potatoes on the ground to our house, but I heard the old man say that the weather will not be good in the next few days." ”

"What are you afraid of? I'm going to collect it with my sister today. ”

Guan Youshou paused, then shook his head, "No, you'll be tired." If it rains, it will rain, at most it will be rotten, there will always be good. ”

"Well, it's really back to our house, and it's not going to wait for us to take it back and go back, right?"

"Not really. Forget it, just don't say it, just put it on the ground first, I won't sleep with your mother tonight, just those three points, and I will be able to finish it soon. ”

Let mom and dad stay all night?

How can it be!

The two little brothers and sisters immediately called out to the two younger brothers and pulled the small cart to their own land.

"Sister, the melon vine also needs to be dried and fed to the pigs in winter. ”

Even the melon vines were not spared, not to mention the small sweet potato strips underground, the brother and sister dug three feet into the ground, and finally spent a day and a half piling them up in their yard.

"Daddy~ It's back!"

Don't look at Guan Youshou's work all day long in the stars and the moon, but he always pays attention, how can he not know? Hearing this, he was quite a little crying and laughing.

"Exhausted, aren't you?"

"It's not tiring at all, it's fun. ”

As soon as Guan Tianyou finished speaking, Guan Ping'an nodded again and again, "It's just a little less, those things really don't distinguish between our family?"

Dwarf oil~ That's not good, it's just that the old man is really willing to bleed, and he doesn't want his two children's little faces to be scratched by bud leaves.

"Aren't you tired?"

The brother and sister nodded slightly. If all the things on the ground belong to their house, they might be tired, but now why are they tired of that kind of?!

"My daughter is so capable!"

Guan Youshou praised the children and looked up at the sky, "It's a pity that I can't spare time with your mother, otherwise it would be good to dry all the sweet potatoes."

Dad remembers that once your Uncle Wang's house was all dried and half wet and stored in the cellar, when Dad was only seven years old, and every time he went to his house that winter, he could eat sweet dried sweet potatoes. ”

Guan Ping'an's eyes lit up. Finally, there is something that her father likes, so it needs to be said. Her father used a plan, and she was willing to join the set.

Bask!

Must be sunburned!

Early the next morning, Guan Ping'an went to Wangjiazhuang, and after returning home, the little brother and sister immediately started working energetically.

"Sister, did Grandma Wang really say that?"

"Yes, I asked more, and she said that she didn't understand and went to her again, she wouldn't lie to me, and said that our father's favorite is persimmons. ”

"That's bad, hurry?"

"In time, Grandma Wang said that when the frost falls, there will be people selling persimmons on the market, and many people save frozen persimmons for winter. ”

"What about our mother? Grandma Wang is my mother's ninth aunt, did you ask?"

"Of course I asked, brother, you must not think of what her mother likes to eat, Grandma Wang said that my mother loved to gnaw hawthorn when she was a child, that sour yo. ”

"Let's get more hawthorn when we go back. ”

"Yes, Yuan jujubes, Yamanashi eggs, these mothers like it. ”

"Sister, what about you?"

"I like everything. ”

"We're twins. Why don't you say they're doing the work in the fields? Why don't you leave it to our father, do you look at those bud rice sticks? Even the sweet potatoes grow so small. ”

Guan Ping'an nodded approvingly.

The gentlemen in that yard are really not gentlemen, but they forgot that the entire land of Tunzi was made by her, but she only missed a certain piece of land.

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