Manqing had done almost nothing all morning, just buckets of clothes and moved to the river. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoAt noon, the sun was shining, the cicadas were singing, and on the bamboo poles in the front yard of Gao's house, there were a few bamboo pole quilt covers, bed sheets, mosquito nets, and Gao Lao picked a lot of clothes. Man Qing was so tired that he was sweating and wetting his clothes, and he didn't use his hat with him, and his little face was tanned.

When she was done, she sat under the porch to take a breath, looked at the fabric in the yard, and then looked at her red hands, and scolded herself secretly: Didn't you say that you didn't care about him, why did you still wash him?

She suddenly missed her mother. This has been the case for countless times before. My mother works hard and complains, washing and brushing all day long, going to the field and going to the field, and there is always no time to rest. Her hands were long gone, dry and cracked, and there always seemed to be black mud between her nails that couldn't be washed off. She rarely smiled and always frowned and gritted her teeth as she worked...... Man Qing raised and rubbed her blistered hands, and silently asked herself: Do you really want to live like a mother?

And she is almost fourteen years old, and she will get married in a year or two, but in such a situation at home, who can want her?

In this rare quiet time, the old man, who had recovered a lot of vitality, moved over with his hand on the wall, and then suddenly threw a robe at Manqing-the gray robe fell to Manqing's feet, startling a little dust, and startling the contemplative Manqing back to reality.

"And this one, let's wash it together!" When he spoke, Gao Lao didn't look at his daughter, because he was still angry with his daughter, and felt that his daughter was not good enough before and after - for example, how could this laundry be left behind?

Man Qing raised his head sideways and stared fixedly at the man who was close at hand for several moments, his heart full of doubts: how could this person look so strange: how could he be so reasonable?

Hehe, of course I can't be like my mother, I don't want to live like that if I am killed!, Man Qing retracted his gaze, looked fixedly ahead, and said to himself silently. Then she slowly stood up, in case her tired body suddenly stood up and became dizzy, and then calmly stepped over the mass of clothes, and then crossed the side of the unknown old man, and went directly into the room.

From today on, it is she who disdains to talk to him, not the disgusting Xiucai Gong in front of him.

Well, I did a lot of work in the morning, and I still got some food at noon. As for the talented man outside, since he can come and throw away his clothes, it seems that he is much better, and he doesn't need to bring the white porridge to the room.

Gao Lao was naturally so angry that he jumped to his feet, but unfortunately he was weak at this time, and he only ate some white porridge, so he was hungry and angry, and he really couldn't jump.

Speaking of this illness, the cause is really the chili pepper in the backyard. Gao Lao is consistent with novels, and his father and mother have never treated him badly. I don't want my lady to pass away, so I just cook porridge and porridge every day, and I don't have meat to eat, even if I don't have meat, after a few months, he has become numb, but there are already chili peppers in the backyard, why don't you make them for him to eat? Who in this family doesn't know that he is spicy? !

He was still angry here, and there was a clanging sound in the room over there, and after a while, the smell of fried chili peppers wafted in, well, it's a snail! Gao Lao swallowed his saliva, hesitated and struggled for a long time, and finally shook his feet, picked up the robe on the ground, slowly put it back in his room, and then sat back for a while to go to the room to eat.

In the afternoon, Manqing was naturally embroidering again. In the middle of the afternoon, he began to work in the chicken and duck fields, so that in the evening he completely forgot to help Gao Lao pick up his clothes and bedding. When she remembered it, the sky had already begun to darken, but when she glanced at it again, she saw that Gao Lao was moving around outside the room, looking like he wanted to say something, but he didn't open his mouth or do it himself-Man Qing sneered in his heart, pretended not to see it, and walked away.

I can move outside the room for so long, so I can't move to the yard and take back the clothes and quilts?

It rained a few days ago, but today it was a big sun, and the fields were dry a lot, and soybeans and peanuts could be harvested. Manqing had to go to bed early, and he had to go to the field early the next morning. So he boiled the rest of the snails again, and ate a bowl of porridge with half rice and half vegetables, and Man Qing hurried back to his room to sleep.

The old man on the other side trembled with anger again when he saw this. But shaking and shaking, he still honestly went to the room to eat, and then went to the front yard to collect everything while it was dark. Anything else is good, even the mosquito net can't be hung up at night, he tossed until he was out of breath and didn't hang up, and finally messed with it and shrank in a corner and fell asleep. On the second day, it was naturally full of bags, and I didn't mention it.

The next morning, Manqing got up, warmed up the porridge, served the chickens and ducks, and went to the ground after snorting and eating something. It's already July, and the sun is scorching people at noon, so you have to go early and come back early.

There are not many soybeans in Manqing's family, at that time, my mother was seriously ill and didn't care too much, and when she had time to take care of it, it was already grass and bean seedlings, and there were not many saved in the end, so Manqing was cut in half the morning and piled up on the ground. Yesterday, Osmanthus came over and said that she didn't have to pick the beans herself, and when the time came, Brother Gui Fu came back and helped her pick them out in three times and two times. This Manqing doesn't want to be polite, because she really can't do much herself. Instead of that, she might as well hurry up and do something else, and then go to the Gui family to help with something else.

This weather is just right to dry soybeans, and it is also a good time to pull peanuts. The ground is still a little wet, so it is not difficult to pull it out, and then put it on the ground to dry, and then pat off the soil, and pick it home to choose peanuts. Manqing's peanuts are better than soybeans, and she pulled a lot of them by herself and put them on the ground. She saw that the sun was getting more and more poisonous, and she was wondering why Brother Gui Fu hadn't come over yet, when she saw three big men walking this way from a distance.

The person who came was Uncle Gui and Brother Gui Fu, and the other was a senior high school tael. Three people are just right, two people pick beans and one person picks peanuts, and one trip is done.

Gui Fu and Gao Si didn't talk much, Uncle Gui exchanged a few words with Man Qing, looked at the situation in the field, simply waved his hand, and took the two young and strong laborers behind him to do it together, and before noon, all the peanuts in the small field had been neatly placed on the ground. Then the three of them didn't need Manqing to do anything, they tied up quickly, picked them up and went to the Gao family. However, in two rounds, the work in the Gao family's field is finished.

At noon, Uncle Gui naturally took the two people back to Gui's house for dinner, and Man Qing only had time to pour a glass of water for each of them.

When they all left, Man Qing looked at the peanuts and beans neatly arranged in the corner of the courtyard, and her heart was full of emotion: these people are not her relatives, but they are better than the relatives who are still hiding in the main house, I don't know how many times!

It was useless to think about it, and Man Qing didn't care whether the sun was poisonous or not, so he hurriedly put the beans and peanuts out and dried them in a flat place. For the sake of this good sun, she also rummaged around from time to time so that they could more fully accept the sun.

In the afternoon, Man Qing sat in the shade under the tree and began to select peanuts from the peanut seedlings. She was accustomed to needlework, and her fingers were very nimble, flying up and down, and from time to time there was a small box of peanuts around her, and a bunch of peanut seedlings on the other side—she had to hurry up, and choose this point of her own family so that she could go to the Gui family to help—the Gui family was not only her, but it was a small yard like a hill!