Chapter 157: See More and Talk Less

Ealing no longer paid attention to the conversation between adults, and her eyes were already drawn to the scenery outside the window, because she saw many people carrying pots and spoons to a place.

And now it is the autumn harvest season, and it seems that there is no movement in the field for the autumn harvest, and she is a little confused.

Pulling Qiao Yuanshan's sleeve, he asked a few words quietly, and Qiao Yuanshan covered Yi Ling's mouth a little nervously.

said in a low voice: "You can't talk nonsense, it's none of our business, just watch it." ”

Hu Sanye smiled bitterly, patted Yi Ling's little hand, and some words couldn't be said, so he could only convey silent comfort.

The situation on the road is almost the same, or sitting in the field for a meeting, there is very little to see a human figure, and I don't know where this person has gone, anyway, there must be no one in the field.

When he got home, Qiao Yuanshan told Yi Ling that the things those people took were going to make steel, and as for the autumn harvest, he didn't know, but at least there was Zhao Dahai supervising the village in the middle of the mountain, and no one dared to delay the work.

Hu Sanye sighed, "Girl, grandpa knows that you are smart, but be careful of the trouble coming out of your mouth, see more and talk less, don't make mistakes, let's go, go home with grandpa tonight, old Qiao, then let's go first, maybe our grandparents and grandchildren can go back and pick up some things." ”

Qiao Yuanshan packed a pack of biscuits brought back from the city to Yi Ling, "Bring this to your second aunt, I heard that she doesn't have enough milk, take this to replenish it, don't starve the child." ”

Zheng Manhong gave birth to another son this time, because Yiling did not treat the two of them badly in terms of food, the child was born white and fat, but there is a major feature, I don't know if it is old or on fire halfway, this milk is not enough to eat.

Speaking of this newborn child, Li Guizhi usually helps take care of it, but after all, she lives in the eldest room, and she can't leave the work at home, and it is not good to bring the child to the big house to see, and the old lady is also on fire.

If it weren't for Hu Chunlan's help, it is estimated that Zheng Manhong would not even be able to go to work, the three children would have to go to school, and no one at home could take them, and the mother's family would not be able to count on it, and it would be impossible for the stepmother to take care of her children.

Not to mention, when they arrived in Banshan Village, they really caught up with the last wave of people going up the mountain, Hu Sanye went first, Yi Ling sent the things to Zheng Manhong, Guoqiang was taking his younger brother at home, and the little guy was crying out of breath.

"Sister, why are you here at this time?"

Guoqiang hurriedly coaxed his younger brother, and Yi Ling frowned and took the national pillar.

"What's wrong with him, hungry or peeing?"

Guoqiang shook his head, "I don't know, it's just crying, my mother and they went up the mountain after eating, let me stay at home to watch him, I won't, sister, look at him, what's going on with him?"

Yi Ling saw that he didn't urinate, so he simply asked Guoqiang to get him some hot water and soak some biscuits, and when it was cold, he fed the little guy with a spoon little by little.

Guozhu, who had food, finally stopped crying, and looked at Yi Ling with a smile, eating all kinds of funny.

"He's hungry, Guoqiang, you go up the mountain to help, I'll watch him at home, I'll go to Grandpa Beard's house for dinner in a while, I'll take him over, and you go over to pick him up." ”

Guoqiang really didn't want to look at the children, but her mother said that he was the youngest to take care of the children at home.

As soon as Yi Ling spoke, he was considered to have received an amnesty order, spread his legs and ran out, feeding the little guy, Guozhu was a little sleepy, Yi Ling wrapped him in a quilt, and took the child to Hu Sanye's house first.

Hu Chunlan was still waiting for her granddaughter to come over for dinner, "Oh my God, why did you bring him over, this kid is not light, come, grandma hug, your aunt went to the mountain?"

Yi Ling sighed, "It's not what's wrong, Guoqiang can't look at him, grandma, is there any way to make my second aunt's milk more?"

Hu Chunlan shook her head while setting the dishes and chopsticks for Yi Ling, "I have thought about the method with your Grandma Zhao, it is not easy to use, there is no way, anyway, this child's mouth is also strong, it's a big deal, let's feed it, as long as it can be eaten in the mouth, this child will be fine." ”

Yi Ling has some sympathy for Guozhu's little brother, this child's life is hard, and he was born at the wrong time.

I was really hungry, so I said while eating: "After that, I will have nothing to do and go into the mountains more, and get more food for my aunt to make up for it, but it will not work like this." ”

Hu Chunlan took a bite of the dish and sighed, "In the morning, there are still a few people who want to send the pot to the next village, you Grandpa Zhao, they stopped a few, and two of them are alive and dead, you said that if they need to use the pot in the future, what should they do?"

Yi Ling didn't raise his head and said, "Cold salad, we can't help it." ”

Hu Chunlan's craftsmanship is really good, Yi Ling unconsciously ate a little too much, and it was dark outside, but the old man hadn't come back yet.

"Yes, I'll put it in the pot for him, girl, you go out and see, why haven't you come back, you can't see anything at this time." ”

When Yi Ling went out, he didn't know that the big guys all went to the next village to see the iron, after all, the big guys were involved in this matter, and the finished product came out, can they not go over and take a look, this matter is still known from Zheng Manhong's mouth.

"Alas, I want to go over and see it, I really didn't expect that we could be like the workers to make steel, or we can do this thing. ”

Yi Ling couldn't say if she couldn't make it, she didn't have to look over, she could know the result, and the big guys must be celebrating around a bunch of what they thought was the finished product.

Zheng Manhong boiled water and followed Yi Ling to pick up the national pillar, hugging the little man who was soft into a ball, and the tiredness of this day seemed to be missing all at once.

Yi Ling looked at Zheng Manhong's face full of maternal love, and she was a little envious of this little fat man who could eat and sleep.

Hu Chunlan handed Zheng Manhong a small bag of things, "Manhong, this is the fried noodles I made out without anything, when the milk is not enough, use this boiling water to flush it for the child to drink, you say that you can't eat anything else if it's so small, we don't have so many food stamps to buy biscuits, take this instead, at least let the child eat a full stomach." ”

Zheng Manhong's eyes turned red as soon as he brushed it, and his voice was a little strange, "Auntie, what do you think I should thank you forβ€”β€”"

Hu Chunlan patted her arm, "Take it, thank you, Yi Ling was also brought up by you, just call me grandma at the child, I also remember this feeling, come, take it, let your third master go to the forest tomorrow to get you some prey to make up for it, maybe there will be milk." ”

Zheng Manhong choked up and nodded, "Auntie, then I'll go back first-"

Yi Ling really wanted to go over and have a look now, "Grandma, why don't we go to the next village and have a look?"

Before they could go out, Hu Sanye came back, and he seemed to have an excited expression on his face.

"What's the matter, it's really steeled?"

Hu Sanye shrugged at his sister, "What do you think, you are also a person who has read books, so the boiler can come out of steel?"

But then again, it's a really exciting scene, and if you can use your mental head in the ground, then why not have enough to eat.

When I left, I saw that the sea was still pulling the captain of the mountain village to persuade him to hurry up and harvest the crops, otherwise there would be a rain, and then all the water would be lost, alasβ€”β€”"

In his opinion, the other party didn't seem to listen to Zhao Dahai's persuasion, and Zhao Dahai's thinking was a little backward