Song Erzhu frowned when he heard this, "There is no shortage of money now, it does not mean that there will be no shortage of money in the future." ”

There are some things that he can't say to Huanxi, but Huanxi understands what he means. Some things, even if not an era, are universal.

Ordinary people's homes, if you want to say the biggest expense, it must be marriage.

Whether it is a son marrying a daughter-in-law or a daughter marrying, not to mention the side, the gift money and dowry are unavoidable. In this era, at least there must be new clothes, and there are a lot of things to add. What's more, you may have to build a new house or even buy a three-turn one.

In short, no matter how much money you have in hand now, it will not be enough when the time comes.

Huanxi felt that these things should not be considered by Song Erzhu at all, and when they were older, whether they were marrying a daughter-in-law or marrying someone, they should have a headache about spending money.

Speaking of which, as a person born in the 90s, her greatest admiration for her parents' generation is that they basically broke out of the family business on their own. In that generation, when they got married, they often didn't even have a decent house, and everything they had was earned by their own efforts.

Unlike her generation, as soon as they reach the age of marriage, their parents are ready to buy a house and a car for their children.

It is said that the local tyrant father is also patriarchal, but his patriarchal way is a bit strange.

If there was no lost brother before Huanxi, and Yang Zhexiu, who was born after that, was a girl, maybe the local tyrant's father would have wanted a son in his heart, after all, a son can inherit the lineage. No matter how much the local tyrant father packages himself as a tall and rich man, he is still a feudal machismo in his bones.

But after having a son......

According to the words of the local tyrant's father, as long as he has a son, he will have an explanation for his ancestors.

And in view of his own experience, the local tyrant's father has always felt that a good man should work his own.

Therefore, the idea of a patriarchal tyrant father has never been a little strange, and he never feels that his hard-working family business must be left to his son. Otherwise, no matter how well Huanxi coaxed him, it would be impossible to win the battle for family property.

So much so that Huanxi sometimes feels that the patriarchal preference of local tyrants is actually fake. However, if the death of the local tyrant's father was not so accidental, and if Yang Zhexiu was not so unable to support the wall, I am afraid that although she could take advantage of the inheritance of the family property, the connections in the hands of the local tyrant's father would definitely be handed over to Yang Zhexiu.

After all, leaving her family property, the local tyrant's father hopes that she can have no worries for the rest of her life, and between her body, he doesn't expect her to do anything. But for his son, his expectations are different.

Because of the joyful gags, the tense atmosphere between Song Erzhu and Song Weiguo eased a little.

Early the next morning, Huanxi came out of the room and saw the second brother filling the kitchen tank with water. I usually don't pay attention to it, but I look at it, although the second brother doesn't seem to have trouble carrying water, but his steps are a little vain, and there is even some cold sweat on his face.

Huanxi was also a person who often went in and out of the hospital in his previous life, so he knew that such symptoms could not escape the deficiency of qi and weakness.

This situation is clearly caused by long-term starvation.

It's no wonder that Daddy made that decision.

Huanxi frowned, and said to Song Weiguo, who was wiping his sweat after putting down his flat shoulder: "Second brother, how strong do you have?"

Song Weiguo was stunned, obviously didn't expect her to ask like this, and hesitated: "I don't know, but so far, I haven't encountered anything that makes me feel heavy." ”

This statement...... It's arrogant.

Huan Xi swept over the door, pointed to a big stone next to a tree on the side, and said, "Second brother, can you lift that stone?"

The stone was at least two or three hundred pounds.

I didn't want Song Weiguo to shake his head and said: "Not now, when I'm hungry, my strength is twice as strong as that of ordinary people." ”

Doubling is also remarkable.

Thinking like this, Huanxi felt that his second brother might be really suitable for development in the army.

"Second brother, why don't you want to be a soldier? Don't you like to be a soldier?" asked Huanxi.

Maybe it was the little sister of the family who asked this, so Song Weiguo was quite calm when he heard this, and replied: "What do you like or dislike, but being a soldier can only get a salary, and you can't exchange food like a job, what's the use." ”

He is a typical person of this era, with realistic ideas and no concept of so-called ideals at all.

Hearing this, Huanxi retorted: "But they have food stamps, military food stamps, and with that, they can buy food with money." ”

Song Weiguo was stunned, "How many are there?"

"I don't know. Huanxi shook his head, "You can write to ask the eldest brother." ”

Seeing Song Weiguo's hesitation, he said happily: "Second brother, if you stay at home, although you can earn work, you can't even feed yourself with the work you earn, right?" ”

Song Weiguo frowned and said: "But if I'm not at home, if something happens to the second uncle, only you and Weimin are the two children......"

"Aren't there still third uncles and little aunts?" retorted Huanxi.

At this moment, Song Weiguo's expression became agitated, "You let me think about it again." He didn't even realize that he was talking to a seven-year-old girl on an equal footing.

Song Erzhu brought back the next day the little pigs and the chickens, ducks and geese that promised to be happy, there were two piglets, and ten chickens, ducks and geese.

"Because you have to be sudden, these two pigs are not easy to find, and they are not in the same litter, one is a white pig and one is a black pig. Turning his head, Song Erzhu pointed to the chickens, ducks, and geese on the side and said: "Happy, you can get some vegetable leaves and rice bran for them to eat, I will go to the backyard to build a pigsty and a chicken pen, remember that vegetable leaves can't be washed, if you wash them, these little guys will die if they eat them." ”

Huanxi nodded a little excitedly, went back to the house and fed the rice bran and vegetable leaves that had been prepared long ago to the chickens, ducks and geese, and Song Weimin on the side also mixed a bowl of rice bran to feed the two little pigs.

- There is also an episode here, when Huanxi found out that there was an okara cake at home, he planned to feed it to the piglet as pig food, but he was told by Song Weimin that the okara cake was for people to eat.

The pigsty and chicken pen are very simple, and Song Weimin worked for an hour to get them ready.

The back of Huanxi's house is leaning against the mountain, but it is a mountain that has been hollowed out by a corner, because it is too steep, if you want to go up the mountain from the back door, you can only climb the ladder, and you don't want to think about hiking.

Therefore, it is still very convenient for Huanxijia to make pigsty and chicken pen, the mountain can become a natural barrier, and then build a low wall with mud bricks on the other side. It's easier to use a chicken pen, just make a row of fences out of wood.

Even better, there is a depression behind the house, and when it rains, a large puddle will form there, which is perfect for ducks and geese.

Huanxi saw that other people's houses had the kind of small ponds one or two square meters in size, so he asked Song Erzhu if he could get one for himself, and Song Erzhu agreed without much thought.