Chapter 329: Dishes and Chopsticks

Xiao Ling'er sat on the threshold and happily played with the red rope in her hand. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

While following the little brothers around him, he laughed and said funny things.

The little ones sat outside the threshold, and Li Han was afraid that they would be cold, so he did not call them in, but specially moved a stove outside.

The inside of the stove is not charcoal, but the wood that has been picked up and dried, and it is inevitable that there will be some smoke and some choking.

The little ones weren't unhappy and still chatted energetically.

Only Yongge, looking at the red rope in Xiao Ling'er's hand, after taking it out from her sister-in-law and giving it to her, Xiao Ling'er never let go of her hand once, and she seemed to like it very much.

If he knew that Xiao Ling'er liked this, he should have bought it earlier and gave it to her.

"Brother Ge, aren't you happy?" Xiao Ling'er asked, "Otherwise, Ling'er will tie your pigtails and tie them with red rope, which is beautiful." ā€

Yongge was stunned, and when he looked at the two brothers, he suddenly smiled and his teeth could be seen, and the corners of his eyes twitched and refused: "No, my brother is very happy." ā€

Jin Yun stood aside and watched their interaction, which was very interesting.

And Huang Zhou was carefully taking out the silver money in his pocket, carefully counting it over and over again, before he said to Li Han: "A total of one or two thirty-six Wen, you take it, and then take Hu Dagou and a few of them to the town to buy some needed items, don't be too provincial, the New Year is coming soon, this year will be a fat year, and I look forward to a good day in the coming year." ā€

Li Han's hand that took it was a little trembling, and he straightened out a somewhat choked voice, and said, "Okay, Uncle Huang, will you also come back during the New Year?" ā€

"Nope." Huang Zhou shook his hand, there was no trace of reluctance on his face, but said: "The old man told me a long time ago to spend a good year with them." ā€

"It's okay, Uncle Huang, don't worry about us, we have also earned a lot on the dock during this time, plus yours, not to mention the New Year, even the days after that can be lived well." Li Han's words were full of hope, not as gloomy as before.

Because of Xu San's introduction, he and two other men went to the dock to carry the goods, although they earned less than others on one trip, they were willing to work and were not too tired.

Although this courtyard was rented by Xu San, the daily consumption was supported by the money earned by the three of them.

There were more than 30 people here, and although they could not go out to earn money, except for the old and the young, they were not idle, and they found a vacant land and cultivated the fields.

The older ones will also look for other jobs, and the younger ones will do some household chores.

In short, although they are not relatives, they are better than relatives.

Everyone is not idle, trying to live a better life.

Thirty-two people, living like a family, living in harmony.

"That's good, that's good." Huang Zhou wiped away the tears that overflowed because of joy, and said: "Let's work harder, set up a household when we make money, and send our little guy to the school to read and write, we are old, but they are still young, and there is still a long way to go." ā€

As he spoke, he looked sideways at the little guys outside who were laughing immaturely, and said, "And your little Ling'er, you have to start saving for a dowry and find a good family for her in the future." ā€

Li Han suddenly smiled, with some emotion.

Three years ago, when he picked up Xiao Ling, he was only two palms the size of a child, and he didn't dare to pick up the small one, for fear of some mistakes.

At that time, someone told him that at that time, he couldn't even support himself, let alone a child who was waiting to be fed.

But looking down at the little man, grinning softly, his heart was soft, and he gritted his teeth and raised it despite the persuasion of others.

Over the years, it is not so much that he has raised Xiao Ling'er, but that Xiao Ling'er has given him the strength to support him until now.

"Ling'er is still young." Li Han smashed his mouth, just thinking that Xiao Ling'er was going to marry someone else in the future, he felt reluctant, but in his heart, he could start saving for a dowry.

After speaking, the two looked at each other and opened their mouths to laugh.

Therein is hope for the future.

There was laughter inside and outside the house, and a smile appeared on Jin Yun's face.

"Golden Girl." A woman walked next to her, holding a small bowl in her hand, and said, "This is a home-made sour radish, it tastes good, can you taste it?" ā€

The small bowl was very clean, and the radish strips inside were piled up with sharp points.

Jin Yun was not polite, reached out and picked up a piece and put it in his mouth.

It was a little sour, and after eating it, it had the sweetness of radish, she nodded and said, "Not bad." ā€

On the woman's slightly nervous face, her smile was no longer stiff, and she said again and again: "This is Mrs. Liu's craft, and the radish is also grown by herself, Miss Jin likes it, bring some when you go back, it's enough." ā€

Such a sentence is sometimes polite, and sometimes it is sincere.

At this time, it is the latter, everything now can be said to be brought by Xu San, but Xu San is followed by the master of the Jin family, and they themselves will remember this kindness.

But whether it is polite or sincere, Jin Yun does not refuse to eat, she nodded and said, "Thank you, but I didn't bring a bowl here." ā€

"It's okay, it's okay, there aren't many other things at home, and there are a lot of dishes and chopsticks." Li Han next to him hurriedly said: "Hu Dagou didn't know what luck he went, he went up the mountain to pick up firewood and found a bunch of discarded dishes and chopsticks, which were all brand new. ā€

Chatting about these, the woman was also interested, and she said: "Hundreds of dishes and chopsticks, Hu Dagou insisted on finding his family to carry them back for a long time. I don't know who it is, even if these dishes and chopsticks are not needed, there is no need to make such a lot of effort to throw them up the mountain. ā€

"However, I think it's not a bad person, the chopsticks are made of good wood, the bowls are mostly ceramic, which ordinary people are willing to throw away, and so much, it has to be a lot of money."

Jin Yun raised her hand and looked at the small bowl she was holding.

The whole body is white, and there are auspicious cloud lines, which is not good, but it is not bad.

The common people in the town used it in much the same way.

But as they say, there are hundreds of dishes and chopsticks on the mountain, which is a bit too much to say.

Unless it is the kind of big family, there are hundreds of slaves in the family, but they will not have so many of them, and they will go all the way up the mountain to discard them.

I don't know why, now when it comes to the mountain, Jin Yun has some thoughts, she asked, "Which mountain is it?" ā€

Just as the woman was about to answer, Xiao Ling'er's cry was heard outside.

Several people immediately got up and went out, and the scene they saw made people panic.

"Quick, hurry up, Brother Hu is seriously injured."

On the ground, the white snow was mixed with drops of red blood, and I saw several people carrying one person together, and the dark clothes on the person's body oozed black and red, and along the way, the blood that flowed out fell all over the ground. (To be continued.) )