Chapter Sixty-Eight: They Haven't Eaten Yet
"I'll go and see Xinxin," Tang Zhinian hurriedly put down the soldering iron in his hand, and went to the house to see his daughter, but saw that Tang Yuxin had fallen asleep, his shoes had been taken off, his socks had been taken off, and the quilt was covered well, and he didn't kick the quilt at all.
He went over and took the quilt for his daughter, he was a little sleepy, but now he is not sleepy at all.
"Brother, let's not sleep at night. ”
Tang Zhijun is not sleepy, he has done a good job in the greenhouse, and then he planted the vegetables, and they can rest again, now is the best time, if he goes to the shed in a few days, then it will be a little late.
The two brothers glued the plastic paper this night, and when Tang Yuxin woke up, the two brothers were still busy outside, she took the clothes and put them on, and then carefully climbed out of bed, stepped on the ground with two feet, and then put on her own little shoes and ran out immediately.
Outside, the two brothers Tang Zhinian and Tang Zhijun have been busy all night, but neither of them has the slightest intention of being sleepy, and they will be well soon, and then they can make the greenhouse and plant seeds.
"Come over and bake the fire,"
As soon as Tang Zhinian saw Tang Yuxin wake up, he hurriedly waved to her, sitting on the stove, it was very warm, and on the other stove, there was a pot on it, and the pot was boiling porridge.
Tang Yuxin hurriedly ran over with her little stool, and then sat in the middle of the two stoves, her little face was white and red after a while.
Tang Zhijun pinched Tang Yuxin's face.
"Look at the little face of our heart, how good it looks, and when you make money, the second uncle will send you to the Children's Palace to learn the piano, our heart is like a lady's show, now they can write calligraphy, if you learn the piano, isn't it the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, all proficient, by the way, but also add a medical word, if anyone marries our heart in the future, it is the ancestor who burned high incense for eight lifetimes. ”
So you have to train it well.
Tang Zhijun and Tang Zhinian, the two brothers, were in a hurry to pick up a few mouthfuls of food, and they were going to the field to support the greenhouse, the later the time, the worse it was, the weather didn't seem to be good recently, if it rained, it would be impossible to support the shed.
Tang Zhinian sent his daughter to Chen Zhong again, and the two of them went to the ground.
When it was time to eat at noon, Tang Yuxin took a steamed bun in his small hand, but he couldn't eat it.
"What's wrong?" Chen Zhong took a bite of the steamed bun, the countryside is all eaten with this, steamed by himself, white noodles, really, and also hungry, Chen Zhong's family conditions are good, all the food is white noodles, and it can be regarded as a good life in the village, of course, Tang Yuxin has eaten white noodles since he was a child, Tang Zhinian, who is a father, has never wronged his daughter in eating.
But how can this kid eat a little slowly today, it may be because these steamed buns are too unpalatable, but it won't, it is still steamed yesterday, the same taste, the white flour is soft.
"Dad and second uncle didn't eat," Tang Yuxin put down the bun in his hand and didn't eat it.
She knew that because she was going to the shed today, and the two brothers were also in a hurry, they wouldn't be able to cook and eat at noon, otherwise, Tang Zhinian would have come to pick her up for dinner.
Although the conditions of their family are not good, Tang Zhinian is an honest person, and he doesn't like to take advantage of others, she rarely eats here with Chen Zhong, and now she doesn't pick her up, which proves that the two of them didn't sleep last night, and they don't eat today.