When Xiuhua mentioned to his father that he planned to build a pigsty after the festival, Yang Qinglin nodded and said with a smile: "There is a feed factory next to your village, so convenient, it stands to reason that you are the most qualified to build a pigsty, which village can compare with you!" I think this pigsty must be built, and if it is to be built, it should be built a larger one, at least thirty or fifty heads should be put on it, how much is waiting, if there is a shortage of money, I will support the two of you, although your brother did not come, but the letter he wrote a few days ago said that he has made a lot of money outside this year, and it seems that there is no big problem with our money. ”

When Xiuhua heard this, she immediately felt a lot more relieved, and Lao Mu also echoed: "I can help a little bit with my teaching, and I can still do it if I produce feces or something on weekdays!"

Yang Qinglin heard Lao Mu say this, and said a little reproachfully: "Look at you, where can Mr. Teacher do such a rough job, when the time comes, I can help." ”

Lao Mu's face was a little hot, his heartbeat was a little faster, and he hurriedly responded: "Don't mention teaching, what age is it now, in the past few years of implementing the responsibility system, everyone is looking at money, and the money I teach is not enough for me to smoke! Besides, after school, I will produce pig manure, which will not hinder my teaching, what is wrong with this!"

"There's nothing wrong with it, I just don't want you to get that smell, I'm afraid I'll ruin my body, right?" Yang Qinglin said with some pity.

"Don't worry, we are ordinary people, not princes and grandsons, we can still do farm work, and it's not a difficult thing to say, don't worry, others can do it, I can do it!" Lao Mu said reasonably, let Yang Qinglin stroke his beard, nodded slightly, and expressed his recognition of the son-in-law in front of him.

"Your brother hasn't come back much this year, and I also advised him to come back a few more times, he always said that he was busy as an excuse, saying that there was no way to come back, no, the Spring Festival is coming soon, and he hasn't even seen a figure since he came back. Yang Qinglin complained.

"He's not a child, and he's not been out for a year or two, a big man, he will naturally take care of himself outside, so you don't have to worry about this!" "Xiuhua has watched her younger brother grow up since she was a child, and naturally she still knows a lot about her younger brother, and her younger brother has a good brain, and he just doesn't want to study when he goes to school, so he has no fate with the entrance examination.

Yang Qinglin stared at Xiuhua and said, "I can rest assured that what you said, it's just that he came back less, and your mother misses him!"

Xiuhua heard her father say this, and naturally she had no words, in fact, to put it bluntly, where is the mother thinking about her son, and the most important thing is that the younger brother and daughter-in-law are worried about the truth, but for the father who is the husband, it is inconvenient to say it.

The two of them were talking, and the younger brother and daughter-in-law came in from outside with the child in their arms, and when they saw Xiuhua and Lao Mu, they hurriedly greeted each other: "When I came back just now, I fell two more on the road, you come at this time, you have to be careful on the road." ”

Xiuhua heard her brother's daughter-in-law's words of concern, and immediately responded: "All the surrounding areas of our village have been cleaned, and they are directly connected to the highway, so it is easy to walk, but when I arrived in our village, I found that the snow was not swept away, and it was a little difficult to walk." ”

"Sister, coming to see our parents in such a heavy snowfall, won't you just visit the elderly?"

Xiuhua then told her brother and daughter-in-law again about her idea of building a pigsty, and then asked, "Do you think we can do this side business?"

"It's okay, but when the time comes, how will the pigs be sold?"

"Look at what you said, as the saying goes, 'There are no poor customers in the store, as long as the goods are produced, someone will naturally come to the door to receive the goods!

Xiuhua's brother-in-law stared at Xiuhua and laughed, which made Xiuhua a little inexplicable.

Xiuhua didn't squeak, she sat there and secretly wondered what she had done wrong?