From the beginning of April to the end of April, the farmer is not afraid of drought and flood, not afraid of snow and frost, but afraid of a strong wind blowing at night, which will blow the good wheat field, which is not obvious in other places, only here in Yongcheng, it is necessary to blow a strong wind in April, and the poor night passes, the wheat seedlings are blown all over the place, and even the soil is blown out, and there is no way to do this, so you can only remedy it the next day. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Usually at this time, Zhang Qi can't sleep well at night, so he has to get up early to check in the field, but now he has gone to the county seat, there is an official service, it is to repair the county warehouse, this job is to transfer the strong men from the villages and towns around Yongcheng, the construction period is short, and the salary is also high, and Zhang Qi also took on other work, and repaired houses for others in Yongcheng County, and he had to work for three or five months in a row, and he went to the county seat as soon as the first month was over, and he couldn't come back until about June.

Since Zhang Qi was not at home, the fields were watched by Zhang Chang, and he also went to the fields early in the morning to help the wheat, and Zheng followed him; Zhang Zhaohua also went to the fields in the morning, but to pluck the young leaves of the mulberry trees, and now is the best season for raising silkworms.

She picked half a basket of mulberry leaves and came back, Wang piled up two large pots of clothes, stuffed Xiaobao in her arms, and went to the ditch to wash the clothes herself. Zhang Zhaohua spread mulberry leaves on the silkworms in the basket while coaxing Xiaobao to play.

Xiaobao is the child of Zhang Chang and Zheng, the big name is Zhang Fu, four and a half years old this year, he is very cute, the family hurts him like an eyeball, and the family pushes a lot of toys, all of which are brought by Zhang Sheng from the city, and the other children in the village are not envious and their eyes are red.

Zhang Zhaohua also loved him, but not because this was the first male of the third generation of the family, but because he knew that the child was not easy to come by, and his sister-in-law Zheng was more difficult in childbirth, as early as Hongwu 20 years, he was actually pregnant with a child, but it was a natural abortion in less than five months, and then he was raised for three years before he got an auxiliary brother, but when he was born, he was also in danger, and it hurt for seven or eight hours, so that the woman who helped deliver the baby next to him was scared, but in the end he gave birth to Xiaobao safely, thank God, Zhang Zhaohua still had palpitations when he remembered that scene。

She accompanied Xiaobao to throw a sandbag, and heard someone shouting outside the door: "Is there anyone at Uncle Zhang's house?"

Zhang Zhaohua heard the voice of the villager, opened the door and saw that it was the first chief who was in charge of ten families like her father, and he wanted to call him an uncle, so Zhang Zhaohua asked, "Do you have something?"

"I'm just here to ask, do you still have tofu flowers in your house," Chief A said: "That kid in my family is really noisy, he was a little hot yesterday, and he only shouted to eat a bowl of tofu flowers." ”

Zhang Zhaohua invited him in and said, "You wait a while, I'll do it now." ”

It is also easy to make tofu flowers, there is soybean milk that Zheng grinds in the morning, Zhang Zhaohua only needs to take a small piece of red gypsum from the backyard, stuff it into the stove, boil the soybean milk at the same time, the gypsum is also burned, break it into powder and add water to make gypsum slurry, rush into the soybean milk that has just been scooped out of the pot, gently stir it with a spoon, and in less than a few minutes, the soy milk will condense into tofu flowers.

Zhang Zhaohua put the finished tofu flowers in a small jar for him, took the three pennies, and sent the person out of the door, but as soon as he turned around, he heard Xiaobao's cry.

"What's the matter," Zhang Zhaohua rushed over to pick him up and asked, "What are you crying about?"

Xiaobao stretched out his hand to show him, only to see a small red dot on the back of the white fat hand, Zhang Zhaohua didn't dare to be careless, and hurriedly asked, "What stung you?"

Xiaobao sobbed and choked: "Money skewers ......"

"It's a money string," Zhang Zhaohua asked carefully again, and said, "See clearly, isn't it a centipede?"

"It's money strings. "Xiao Bao said.

"At this time, there will be worms," Zhang Zhaohua said secretly: "I have to get a pack of deworming medicine again." ”

Knowing that it is a money string Zhang Zhaohua is not afraid, this thing is a worm, although it looks scary with many hands and feet, but it is actually a beneficial insect, which lives by preying on small mosquitoes, and generally does not bite people, but if it is intentional injury, it is another matter, of course, this thing bites people is not serious, the toxicity is very weak, and it is far from centipede poison.

This thing is available in every rural household, the old man likes to see the appearance of the family the most, and thinks that the more this thing appears, the better, is a sign that the family is going to get rich, Wang also thinks so, there are worms crawling around on the wall and ground at home, stunned not to be killed, in the summer evening, often can shake off a few from the quilt down.

Zhang Zhaohua doesn't care about Wang's words, the worms that appear in her own house are usually killed by her, but what is even more surprising is that the more she kills, the more they appear in the room, and you can often see the worms going to her right wing in all directions. Zhang Zhaohua had no choice, so he secretly received deworming medicine from the grass head doctor, and as soon as the medicinal realgar was put in front of the door, there were indeed a lot fewer insects.

Zhang Zhaohua took Xiaobao to the chicken coop and caught the biggest rooster in the house, this chicken is also a little spiritual, and he obediently spit out a little saliva when he was caught by the crown, and Zhang Zhaohua smeared it on Xiaobao's hand with his hand.

"Why did Grandma grab money skewers and never be bitten?" Xiaobao couldn't figure it out.

"Look at how she caught it," Zhang Zhaohua said with a smile: "The two nails are pinched, grab the protruding shell on the back of this thing, and if you scratch its feet, sometimes this foot will fall off, and it is a reason that the gecko will be caught and its tail will be broken." ”

There was no trace of a bite in the place where he was wiped by chicken spit, Zhang Zhaohua sat on a stool in the yard with him, took out a thousand-character text, and asked him to read the sentences he had learned.

“…… Jin Sheng Lishui, jade out of Kungang, "Xiaobao is fluent in his back:" ...... Aunts and uncles, Judah Bier. ”

Zhang Zhaohua asked a few more places, and when he saw that he answered them one by one, he was happy in his heart, so he continued to teach him the following sentences: "Brother Kong Huai, the same qi and branches." ”

Xiaobao read it three times in a milky voice, and Zhang Zhaohua told him the meaning of this sentence: "Kong, is the meaning of the most, Huai, is the meaning of care, 'Kong Huai' comes from the "Book of Songs?Tang Tang", the so-called 'the power of death and mourning, brother Kong Huai', which means that when encountering death threats, only brothers care the most." ”

"The meaning of the same qi and the branches is," Zhang Zhaohua said: "The two brothers, who are connected by the blood of their parents, are like tree branches, and the so-called 'brother is a friend, a brother is a friend, a brother is respectful, and a brother is harmonious, and filial piety is in the middle', which is to be a brother and a friend." ”

"If you had a brother," Zhang Zhaohua asked, "what would you do to him?"

"But I don't have a brother. Xiaobao said distressedly.

"Let's say you have," Zhang Zhaohua said, "Your aunt gave birth to a little brother for you." ”

"Will my little brother eat my marshmallows?" asked Po.

"Yes. Zhang Zhaohua replied.

"My little brother will smoke my spinning top," Bao then asked, "Do you play with my bamboo dragonfly?"

"Yes," Zhang Zhaohua said with a smile: "I will turn over the artillery battles you secretly hid and light them all, and then sue your grandma and cause you to be beaten." ”

"Wow-" Xiao Bao howled, "Why do you have such a brother! I don't want such a brother!"

"That's up to you," Zhang Zhaohua couldn't help laughing: "You always have to grow up, you have to learn to be friendly, and you have to learn to share." ”

Xiaobao sobbed for a while, listless and depressed.

"I didn't understand it when I was young," Zhang Zhaohua said secretly: "I only know the benefits of my brother when I grow up." ”