Without Han Xiu's agitation, the cold wind also relieved its anger and became gentle and affectionate. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

On the sixth day of the Lunar New Year, he went to the field to prepare for spring ploughing, and sent out the door in poverty.

Roasting pig's head, stewing chicken, steaming bacon, and spreading pancakes, Han Mu did everything carefully and seriously, with a sacred and solemn expression. Lighting candles and inserting incense, Han's father led Han Xuan and Han Xian to worship the ancestors of heaven and earth, in order to bless the prosperity of the six animals, the abundant harvest of the five grains, and the prosperity of the days.

"Daddy, can I just dig over the pit in the evening? I'm very fast, and I'm going to finish it before dark. After breakfast, Han Xian weakly raised his hand to express his opinion. The manure pit stinks, and the whole person is a mobile manure pit after turning over the manure pit. He loves cleanliness and doesn't like to stink all day long.

Turning over the manure pit is a meticulous job, not only to turn the manure pit upside down, but also to patiently crush pieces of dried or porcelain-solid dung balls. Then mix with the ashes of the plants and trees that have accumulated for the winter, and then cover it with thick straw and let it continue to ferment.

After dinner, where is the little time until dark, where is enough? Father Han glanced at Han Xian, and he understood the little Jiujiu in the stomach of this stinky boy. He glanced at Han Xian with a smile, then leisurely pouted and smoked a hookah, spitting a mushroom into the sky.

The delay was ineffective, and Han Xian looked at Han Xuan for help, hoping that his hard-working eldest brother could share the burden with him.

Han Xuan didn't see it, he lowered his head and spoke softly to Luo Qinian.

Han Xian: My heart is cold.

A man dragged a polished shovel to the manure pit three times in turn. The manure pit is not cold, shovel off the upper layer, and the lower layer is warm, soft and comfortable. Han Hyun threw off his shoes and stepped on them barefoot, sweating like rain.

"Han Xian, I'll accompany you. Bean sprouts jumped over with a bag of snacks in her arms, and Xiao Hei and Xiao Bai came together, as well as Gao Leng Fan Ah Huang.

"Hehe, the bean sprouts are so good, go back and ask your sister-in-law to cook you the stewed rice you like to eat. Han Xian was moved, but unfortunately he overturned this conclusion by himself after a while.

Bean Sprouts glanced at the black one, and there was a layer of white, yellow, gray moldy manure pits on it, and then wrinkled her nose in disgust, decisively stayed away, and rolled around with the little black ones.

Han Xian: What about accompanying me?

Han's father was carrying a hoe, Han Xuan was carrying a shovel and carrying a basket, and Luo Qinian was holding the old ox, they were going to see the ground. Father Han, who had a black belly, made a special detour and took a half-circle to meet Han Xian.

"Fourth, I've worked hard for you, let your mother give you steamed brown sugar and black rice flour cake at noon. ”

"Poof-" Luo Qinian laughed, she knew that Father Han still had a funny side.

Han Xian's face turned green, brown sugar and black rice flour cake was one of his favorite pastries, but when he looked down at the feces of the same color as the hair cake, his stomach was tumbling......

"Fourth brother, I'm here. Han Jie came over with a shovel and stood on the other side of the dung pit and turned over.

Han Xian's injured young heart was extremely moved: "Three, you are a good person." ”

"Huh," Han Jie was a little embarrassed: "We're separated, I also have to use dung for spring sowing, you can't do it alone." ”

"Hehe, the family doesn't talk to each other. ”

"The more brothers they are, the more they have to settle accounts. Han Jie suddenly turned straight and pouted: "The second brother and sister-in-law are not presentable." Although the second sister-in-law is still in confinement, it is her duty to take care of the children. But she didn't do it at all, and the second brother was the most stupid and soft-hearted and didn't talk about her. Being a father and a mother and taking care of her and her mother as a grandmother, I am tired when I look at it. The big and small jobs at home are all pushed in their second room. ”

Han Xian glanced at the room in the second room and sighed: "The second brother will regret it in the future." ”

"No, Dad is right, women, you can coax, but you can't pet, otherwise you will kick your nose in the face. ”

"It varies from person to person, right?" The sister-in-law is very good, the eldest brother spoils her not decently, but she is still gentle and virtuous, and she is generous and humble. The third sister-in-law is not bad, although she is occasionally jealous and inexplicably angry, but it is always good.

The willow trees by the river sprouted little buds, small and pointy. The willow branches dance in the wind, and the face is full of the smell of spring. Luo Qinian took a deep breath of joy, thinking that he wanted to embrace nature with open arms.

The ice on the surface of the river had broken and pieces were floating on the surface of the river. Occasionally, a waterfowl sprambles across the water from the swaying leaves of the reeds, picking up a small fish that is obsessed with the smell of spring, and then quickly ducks back into its warm nest to enjoy a rare delicacy.

The grass in the field also sprouted, and from a distance, there were large patches of greenery. The sparrows, which have been quiet for a winter, are in flocks on the dead branches, and you are singing cheerful songs one by one.

Father Han and the others came to the field by the pond, and there were already several villagers digging ridges on the farmland next to them.

"Happy New Year, old manniu!" shouted his father and uncle Wang from a few fields away.

"Happy New Year, brother, you came out early this year!" Father Han also replied at the top of his voice.

"Hey, the old woman at home urges, otherwise who will have a warm quilt and not lie down, come to the field to eat the cold wind!"

"Hahaha, there's a baby in the field!"

"I just said that I just dug a mouse hole and dug up two green snakes, go home and stew snake soup to drink, and you guys are here too. ”

"It's easy to say, it's easy to say. ”

"Eh, don't be kind, Uncle Wang, I came earlier than Uncle Han, why don't you invite me to drink snake soup?"

"Frightened, you are a big boss, I am afraid that the delicacies of the mountains and seas will not match your appetite, where do you dare to invite you to drink snake soup that can't be on the table?"

"Uncle, bury me. ”

"Hahahaha, don't dare, don't dare. ”

Several people joked with each other, and Luo Qinian led the old ox to graze on the ridge. After resting for a winter, the old scalper was obviously fat, especially in the belly, which was round like a stone.

Luo Qinian was curious and touched it with his little hands. Who knew that the old scalper suddenly shook his head and glared at her. Luo Qinian was bluffed: "What's the matter? ”

Luo Qinian flattened his mouth and squatted down to watch it graze.

The old ox eats grass very interestingly, it does not dislike the grass at all, it will sprout, seriously and carefully gnaw the grass tip with the old teeth that are about to fall off, and even the soil connected to the grass roots is not let go of one by one rolled into the mouth to eat.

Luo Qinian was amazed, then pulled the grass for it, and went to feed it after pulling a handful. The old scalper did not refuse, and because Luo Qinian fed it grass, it forgave Luo Qinian for touching its stomach, and did not forget to rub her palm with the cow's face after eating grass.

"The cow is pregnant. ”

"Oh-" Han Xuan's words exploded in Luo Qinian's ears, and she hurriedly pried the old scalper's mouth: "The teeth are all oval, it should be eight or nine years old, can it still give birth?"

Han Xuan laughed: "A twelve-year-old cow can give birth." ”

Luo Qinian doesn't believe it, Niu is twelve years old, which is equivalent to a person's fifty or sixty years old.