At this time, it was autumn, Lin Yang's house was a southern style of white walls and gray tiles, two wooden doors painted with red paint, there were a few mulberry trees on the floor at the door, and the mountain behind the old house was full of persimmon trees, which bore red fruits.

The grandparents didn't respond, but the little yellow dog in the house rushed out, jumped on Lin Yang excitedly, and licked Lin Yang's face wildly, and the little animal did not hide its good impression of the little master.

"Don't kiss ........." Lin Yang hurriedly dodged and wiped his face.

The farmer's self-raised dog has a wild temperament, but it is not better than the pet dog in the city, who knows if it has just gone outside to eat poop and come back to lick itself?

Lin Yang sighed, and said in his heart, this "Jiajia" is not self-respecting.

Jiajia is the name of the little yellow dog, it is a good partner of Lin Yang in childhood, Jiajia was not originally called Jiajia, it was originally called "Bugs Bunny", which is the name of the animal in the European and American cartoons that Lin Yang has watched.

Until one day, Lin Yang accidentally learned that Chen Jianing, a female classmate who always likes to go against him, named her own puppy "Yangyang", Lin Yang firmly thought that she was referring to Sang and scolded Huai, and simply named her puppy "Jiajia", only with such a direct and simple response, Lin Yang felt that he had not suffered a loss.

Entering the old house, Lin Yang found that his grandmother was busy working in front of the old-fashioned stove, followed by a clever little girl, who was not as tall as the stove.

Lin Yang's sister is called Lin Yin, who has just entered the third grade of primary school; The younger sister's name is Lin Xiaochun, a little girl under the age of five.

The young girl in front of her is Lin Yang's sister Lin Xiaochun.

"Grandma, my brother is back." Lin Xiaochun said in a milky voice.

Lin Yang lowered his head, looked at his sister Lin Xiaochun with doting eyes, pulled her in front of him, stretched out a hand and gently rubbed her short yellow velvet hair, Lin Xiaochun raised his little head, a pair of childish beautiful eyes decorated with long eyelashes, those black eyes were like two crystal grapes, looking at Lin Yang with a ignorant face, Lin Yang's heart was about to melt.

Grandma Lin glanced at her and said, "Lin Yang, take your sister out, it's in the way here, grandma can't be idle to boil lard."

Lin Yang has not had a numb name since he was a child, whether it is grandparents or parents, they usually call him by his name, and his grandmother will never call him "grandson" like on TV.

Lin Yang responded and asked, "Grandma, where did my grandfather go?"

Lin Yang's grandfather, Lin Hanchi, who was a teacher at Zhushi Primary School before his retirement, died of advanced esophageal cancer in 2011.

"Your grandfather and your sister are collecting firewood in the back mountain."

"Oh, got it."

As she spoke, Grandma leaned over her thin body, cut the skin into pieces, stacked them in an iron pot, and then poured a scoop of water from the water tank, and then squatted down to add some dry wood to the stove and slowly boiled it.

"Grandma, why do you need to add water to boil lard?" Lin Yang asked knowingly, just wanting to stay by his grandmother's side for a while.

"I'm afraid that the meat will suddenly be heated and burned......"

After the water boiled, Grandma Lin took out some of the firewood and used a low fire to boil it slowly.

After a while, the water in the cauldron slowly disappeared, and the oil slowly came out. In the end, the skin and fat pieces shrank very small, and the color also turned yellowish, turning into lard residue, Grandma Lin scooped it up with a strainer, put it aside to drip the oil, and then stacked it into a large bowl.

The whole kitchen is filled with the rich smell of lard.

Seeing that Lin Yang was always standing by the pestle, Grandma Lin suddenly thought of something and hurriedly said, "Why are you still here!" Take your sister out! What is there to see about boiling lard? “

"Aha, okay, grandma." Lin Yang smiled embarrassedly, so he led his sister Lin Xiaochun out of the stove room.

Lin Yang has not seen the scene of boiling lard at home for many years, and in that era of material scarcity, he has always been irresistible to the lard residue.

The times are developing, and the people's living standards have been improving, who still has the heart to spend effort on boiling lard and fried lard residue to eat? People basically buy all kinds of bottled oil directly from the supermarket.

The sky was getting dark, Grandpa Lin was out of breath, carrying a bundle of dry firewood down the back mountain, followed by Lin Yang's sister Lin Yin, who also held a small bundle of dry firewood in her arms.

Lin Yang always thought that his childhood was very beautiful, carefree, and colorful, and he often played with his friends until dark, until he forgot to go home for dinner.

Seeing the scene in front of him, Lin Yang really understood how selfish and ignorant he was when he was a child.

My parents are doing small business outside, and business has not been good. In addition to the tuition and miscellaneous fees of the three sisters and brothers are paid by their parents, the other expenses of the family are almost supported by the grandfather's meager pension, in the relatively backward 90s, how low the salary of a rural primary school teacher can be imagined, the salary of an old man to support five people, which is difficult, when did the young Lin Yang think about it?

"I'm sorry ......"

Lin Yang's heart was very painful, he had forgotten how many years ago he had cried last time, but now, tears came out of his eyes at this moment.

A boy's real maturity is not that he gets older, nor does he increase his experience, but that he understands what responsibility is and firmly carries his responsibility on his shoulders.

Only in this way can he be called a real man!

"Grandma, my brother is crying!" Lin Xiaochun was as excited as if he had discovered a new world, shouting and running towards the house slowly.

As a result, he ran too fast, his eyes didn't care to look at the road, Lin Xiaochun stumbled and tripped over the threshold, and his whole body fell to the ground, fortunately he was wrapped in several layers of thick clothes and didn't hurt, only to hear a "wow" sound, Lin Xiaochun just wanted to cry on the ground, and thought of his brother's crying nose, so he quickly got up.

"Grandma, grandma...... My brother is crying......"

Lin Yang had a full view of his sister's every move just now, he shook his head helplessly, and felt angry and funny at his sister's nonsensical reaction.

Not for long.

The moon crept up into the starry sky, and the nights were cool.

On the dinner table, there were two dishes and one soup, which sounded very hearty.

In fact, the so-called two dishes and one soup, one is stir-fried cabbage with cabbage, the other is fried lard residue with bitter wheat vegetables, and the soup is soybean soup.

Lin Yang, who was accustomed to big fish and meat in his previous life, faced with almost vegan dishes, he had mixed feelings in his heart, and the food in his mouth was really difficult to swallow.

Of course, Lin Yang didn't eat these at every meal when he was a child, basically every day or two, his grandparents would buy some pork to improve their diet.

For a whole day, Lin Yang was thinking about how to get rich quickly and let his family live a good life, but now, he is only 7 years old and has no money-making skills, how can he earn his first pot of gold in this poor and remote mountain village?