?? Wuhua just flattened her mouth and didn't speak, but the grievances in her big eyes had already revealed all her thoughts.

Although my sister is the best and best sister in the world, she is the kind of sister who is so good that she doesn't change how much milk she gives her. However, sometimes, my sister is really stubborn and incredible.

Obviously, they could have a better choice, but my sister had to take the three of them so far home.

Could it be that if you take Chen Yang's brother's car, you will die?

She couldn't understand it.

The more she couldn't understand, the more aggrieved she became.

Because the damn sun is really big, she's really hard to get it.

Sihua and the sixth brother also sat down beside their sister. However, their situation is better than that of Gohua. After all, Sihua is older, and the sixth brother has been carried by his sister because of foot pain, so of course the situation is much more optimistic.

However, they did not despise Wuhua's cowardice, on the contrary, they also felt that their sister had done something wrong.

Because Brother Chen Yang is a good person, this is something that most people in the village agree with. But my sister just stubbornly refused to take his car!

Why?

Xia Hua knew that everyone was confused, so she took a few oranges out of the bag, one for each person, and then peeled the oranges while looking at the sweaty younger brothers and sisters and said: "Sister knows that you are very hot and tired, but you must remember your sister's words, no matter when, what difficulties you encounter, you must be strong, you know?"

"What we can do ourselves, try not to trouble others, and don't easily accept other people's alms. She added.

"However, Brother Chen Yang is such a good person, he doesn't care about these. Sihua said.

Although Brother Chen Yang is also an 'old bachelor', he is different from those lazy old singles in the village.

He was a very good man, so good that almost the whole village said he was good.

Xia Hua let out a long sigh: "I don't know if he cares, but I know that we can't just accept other people's handouts." ”

"Why?" asked Wuhua puzzled, "wouldn't it be nice if someone could help us without any pay?"

"No, of course not. Xia Hua resolutely denied, "If we casually accept other people's alms, it can only mean that we are waste, and we are waste who need the mercy of others." But, you have to remember, we are not pitiful at all. Although our family is not very rich, we are not poor either, and every penny and grain that our family earns is obtained through our own labor, so we are not worse than others, you know?"

If teenage children can understand these great truths, then they are geniuses. How could they know such a profound truth? They only knew that everyone else had a car to sit in, but they didn't.

Xia Hua saw that her younger brothers and sisters still looked puzzled, so she continued: "Let's put it this way, you see, our family has meat to eat every day, and my sister also bought you beautiful new clothes and new school bags, so ah, our living conditions are not worse than others, because what others have, we will have sooner or later, so, do you understand?"

Probably, perhaps, maybe understood.

"Then will we have a car at home?" asked Wuhua weakly.

Cars and other expensive and extravagant things shouldn't be mentioned, but she really envied others who didn't have to walk to school every day.

So, will they have a car, even if it's a two-wheeled car?

Xia Hua looked at her sister and smiled dotingly: "Of course there will be, our family will have a car soon." ”

"Really?" Wuhua got up from the ground excitedly, sat beside her sister, grabbed her sister's arm with two small hands a little nervously, and looked at her sister expectantly and asked, "Will our family really have a car?"

Xia Hua nodded: "Of course." ”

Her head at this means that her plans are out of order.

Originally, her plan was to increase the pocket money and living expenses for her younger brothers and sisters, and then the car matter was moved to a later date, but now she said yes so much, which means that she has to work hard to save money to buy a little donkey while ensuring the material foundation of her younger brothers and sisters.

Alas, life is so hard.

However, as long as I think that I can drive my younger siblings to school in the future, it seems that it is nothing hard.

Because, hard work will always pay off.

Therefore, it is estimated that you will have to get up earlier in the future, and you can only go home when it is almost dark when you go home in the evening.

In this way, you can pick more mountain peppers, or chop a little more firewood, and dig a little more five-fingered peach.

In short, the more you work, the more you will always get more.

Sometimes, though, working more doesn't necessarily lead to more money.

Just like the third uncle and three aunts, the salaries of the two of them are fixed, three hundred a day, even if they work more, Chen Yang only gives them three hundred.

However, this does not excuse them from being lazy, although the salary is fixed, not piecework like in the factory, but the two of them are still doing very well.

After all, this is really a hard-won opportunity, and it is estimated that the whole village has to envy them now. So usually in Chen Yang's house, they will not only do their own work, but also help take care of Xiao Qian, and even help cook and wash dishes.

Especially for Xiao Qian, it is simply as if Xiao Qian was Junguang Junhui when he was a child.Occasionally Xiao Qian cries, Chen Yang does not hold the baby in time, the third aunt will be anxious to scold, saying that it is not good for children to cry often when they are so young......

There are a lot of balabala, and once the third aunt's parenting experience starts, it will be the start of the little sunflower mother class.

However, this is fine, Chen Yang can also be more assured to hand over Xiao Qian to the fourth uncle, three uncles and three aunts to take care of.

As for the matter of mountain pepper, with the help of the three of them, Chen Yang basically didn't have to worry about it anymore.

Although there is no need to worry about the problem of mountain pepper, there is still a need to worry about the problem of firewood for making fire.

Because Lu Wenen is now concentrating on picking mountain peppers, if he wants to continue to have firewood at home, it is estimated that he will have to go into the mountains to cut firewood himself.

Originally, when the price of mountain pepper was very low, no one wanted to go into the mountains to cut firewood and sell firewood.

Therefore, Chen Yang really had to go into the mountains to chop wood by himself.

In the morning, after explaining the work, he handed over Xiaoqian to the third aunt, and Chen Yang pushed the wheelbarrow into the mountain.

As before, he went to his cedar grove to repair the branches of the cedar trees and cut firewood by the way.

When he worked for two hours, he felt a little dry and came to the stream to drink water, and unexpectedly found that a clump of hemp bamboo next to the stream actually sprouted sharp bamboo shoots.

Hah, that's a miracle.

You know, in the second half of this year, the weather is dry and dry, and it should be difficult for bamboo shoots to get out of the ground, but I didn't expect that a lot of bamboo shoots will emerge from the bamboo bushes by the stream.

However, these bamboo shoots are not very big, they are just popping up, but this is already very surprising.

Chen Yang hurriedly washed his hands, drank some water, and then ran to the edge of the bamboo bush.

In the area of Redwood Town, there are many kinds of bamboo shoots, some wild and some artificially grown.

This kind of hemp bamboo is cultivated by hand, and it is usually planted at the foot of the mountain or in the valley on the edge of the village.

Therefore, in a sunny and breezy early summer season, Baishi Village can be said to be the world of hemp bamboo.

Especially when the wind blows and the bamboo shakes, the gentle rustle, with the chirping of knowing, and the fragrance of wild flowers, are pieced together into an unfathomable but deeply imprinted mark of summer.

These bamboos that grow in the mountains are free, they can grow as long as they like, and no one will deliberately restrain them, nor will anyone be jealous of their demeanor.

It is only when the villagers need to use bamboo to make a greenhouse for raising seedlings or for making items such as chicken coops, that people use woodcutters to chop off some of these stout bamboos.

It is probably because the bamboo shoots are too delicious, and people are always very gentle with these bamboo shoots.

For the new growth, or the soon-to-be-grown, people will always take extra care.

Of course, people love hemp bamboo, probably because hemp bamboo shoots are known for their fragrant, sweet, crisp and tender.

In other places, hemp bamboo shoots are unearthed in May every year and can be picked until mid-October, and the largest can grow to weigh 20 catties and be more than 1 meter tall.

However, in Baishi Village, probably because of the lack of sunlight due to the high mountains, cool waters, and lack of light, the growth cycle of hemp bamboo shoots is longer.

So every year it is at this time that the spiky bamboo shoots can be found around the bamboo.

There was a big drought in the second half of this year, but it was really exciting to still find bamboo shoots in the bamboo bushes.

Although it is said that Chen Yang's purpose in entering the mountain today is to repair the cedar forest and cut firewood, but when he saw these small bamboo shoot buds that had just come out of the mud, he still couldn't help but take a woodcutter and dig bamboo shoots with a woodcutter.

Under normal circumstances, digging this tender bamboo shoot sprout has to use a special shovel, this shovel is thicker than the ordinary shovel, and it is smaller, a bit like the Luoyang shovel, but it is thicker than the Luoyang shovel, and it is larger than the Luoyang shovel.

Speaking of digging shovels, Chen Yang can't help but think of his father.

In my memory, at this time of year, my father would always roll up two dirty snakeskin bags, carry a digging shovel, and go to the mountains alone.

An hour or two after lunch, that is, at about three o'clock in the afternoon, he would use a shovel as a burden to carry two large bags of bamboo shoots back from the mountains.

Every time he first entered the yard, he would throw the burden on his shoulders to the ground, and the snakeskin bag containing heavy bamboo shoots would hit the ground, always making a dull sound.

Then my father would crack his black lips, revealing a mouthful of teeth that were obviously very yellow, but they looked very white compared to his complexion, and said proudly: "I dug at least sixty or seventy pounds today."

At this time, my mother would step forward and help open the green vine tied to the snakeskin bag, and while pouring out the bamboo shoots, she laughed happily: "Haha, if you dry it, you have to have seven or eight catties of dried bamboo shoots."

In the early years, the purchase price of a pound of dried hemp and bamboo shoots was 13 yuan, seven or eight catties, and there were hundreds of yuan.

For a family at that time, earning a hundred dollars a day was a big deal.

Therefore, at that time, every year my father could make a lot of money by digging hemp bamboo shoots and drying them and selling them. One autumn, one or two thousand yuan was still available.

The clump of hemp bamboo that Chen Yang sees now was planted by his father back then.

Nowadays, the bamboo has its own beautiful scenery, and the sharp bamboo shoots are also showing people with green and tender colors, but his father, his mother, and his sister are like a certain bamboo leaf on these bamboos, carried away by the wind, and there is no news.

Chen Yang touched the thick bamboo with one hand, rubbed his eyes with the other, took a deep breath, and then continued to dig up the bamboo shoots.

Because it is not a shovel operation, it is not easy to dig up these bamboo shoots that have just emerged.

After surviving after a busy meal, Chen Yang dug up three bamboo shoots, and it is estimated that after each bamboo shoot is removed from the bamboo shoots, it is only less than half a catty.

Since there are not many bamboo shoots, Chen Yang will not remove the bamboo shoots first.

Although there are not many bamboo shoots, they are more than enough for taste.

Chen Yang thought to himself, when he entered the mountain tomorrow, he could bring a digging shovel into the mountain, so that he could dig more bamboo shoots.

However, the hemp bamboo shoots in this mountain can not be dug casually, only those planted at home can be dug up, if you want to dig other people's bamboo shoots, you must first get the consent of others, otherwise, it is no different from a thief.

Therefore, Chen Yang had to put his consciousness out to see if all the bamboos planted by his father before had sprouted bamboo shoots.

He washed his hands by the stream, found a place to sit down, calmed down, and then let his consciousness out.

Strange to say, this time, after his consciousness left his body, inexplicably, it looked like a little bird.

With an inexplicable joy, an inexplicable expectation, and an inexplicable warmth, wandering slowly in the sky above the mountains and forests.

Probably because this time, he saw hemp bamboo bushes, many, many hemp bamboo bushes.

The bamboo bushes scattered throughout the mountains and forests were planted by the villagers, and at least one-third of them were planted by my father......

Just like the cedar forest in the mountains, although the cedar trees planted by my father cannot occupy a large area of the cedar forest in the village, it can be said that my father is the one who planted the most trees......

Although none of those trees have yet to reach maturity, it is undeniable that he planted the most trees.

Maybe he knows very well that he has no knowledge, no money, and no ability, so he can only do his best to plant hemp bamboo and fir trees.

In those countless days of sweating and sores on his hands and feet, he must have a son in his heart!

But even so, Chen Yang still couldn't easily forgive them for abandoning.

He sighed and continued to browse the mountains and forests, looking for his own hemp and bamboo bushes.