The little girl's eyes lit up when she spoke, and she looked at Zhang Huishu: "Sister, we will have an ox cart in the future, right?" ”

Zhang Huishu's eyes were also shining, and she nodded vigorously: "Well, if you have a cow and a frame at home, you will have an oxcart at home." ”

Hu Shi sat on the wooden board with Qiaoling in his arms, and made his daughter laugh: "Look, we Qiaoling got on the ox cart at such a young age." ”

Lin led Baichuan and held his stomach and smiled, not to mention how proud.

This car was made by his man, and his family Qiubai is capable.

……

"Dad, mother."

Zhang Jifan stood a little farther away from the frame, listened to the sound of footsteps behind him, and turned his head to see the two brothers supporting his father-in-law and mother-in-law to come out, and hurriedly greeted him.

took Feng Yin's hand and said, "Mother, look, the frame of the eldest brother is very good." ”

Feng Yin nodded and said to Zhang Xinghe: "Second brother, go and take the cow out and try it." ”

As she spoke, she had come to Zhang Xinghe's position and replaced him.

"Okay, mother, my son will go and bring the cow over."

Zhang Xinghe carefully let go of the hand on Zhang Yiming's arm and confirmed that his mother was stable, then turned around and ran towards the backyard.

Although it cost a lot of money to buy cattle and sheep, he was still very happy that his daughter, father and eldest nephew had goat's milk to drink in the past two days.

After a while, Zhang Xinghe put the frame on the cow and took a family of about a dozen people around the yard a few times.

"How does it feel?"

Waiting for the car to stop, Feng Yin looked at Zhang Yiming, who was helped down, and asked.

"Just make do with it."

Zhang Yiming waved his hand and said to his two sons, "Send me back to the house first, and the second child will rush to the city to pick up Yu'er." ”

Feng Yin: "By the way, recognize the door of Master Song's house, and Ming'er will pick it up early in the morning." ”

Zhang Qiubai and Zhang Xinghe looked at their mother excitedly, but they didn't forget to ask more: "Mother, what if the third brother doesn't invite Master Song?" ”

"Then it depends on whether your father's face is still there."

Feng Yin didn't answer the second child's words directly, but looked at Zhang Yiming, "Since your father asked Yu'er to invite Master Song, he must have been prepared." ”

Zhang Yiming coughed lightly: "Anyway, when you get there, you will quietly ask Yu'er about the situation before deciding." ”

"Got it, Dad."

Zhang Xinghe promised to help his father onto the kang with Zhang Qiubai, "Then the son will go." ”

"Go ahead."

Zhang Yiming glanced at Feng Yin and waved his hand to let him leave.

"Mother, that son will go into the mountains now and chop some firewood and come back."

Zhang Qiubai pursed his lips when he saw this, took a deep breath and said, "Recently, I have used a lot of firewood at home. ”

"Boss, wait."

How could Zhang Yiming not understand that this kid had an opinion in his heart? You have to give him an ideological education lesson.

Feng Yin looked at the two of them: "You talk, I'll go outside to the children." ”

……

"No, I'm not leaving."

That night, Feng Yin had a nightmare again, and woke up from the dream and sat up from the kang on the ground.

"Feng Yin?"

Zhang Yiming, who was awakened by her movements, instinctively called her name, "Have a nightmare again?" ”

Feng Yin pressed her chest hard, opened her mouth wide and gasped for breath, ignoring Zhang Yiming's voice.

This time the dream was much clearer than the last time, but I still couldn't see what the people in the scene looked like, and I couldn't see where that terrible thing happened.

But the blood splatters in the dream were extremely clear, and the sword light and sword shadows at that time were much more obvious.

The human head and limbs, like fresh meat on a chopping board, are easily separated from the human body as the sword falls.

Blood is like a fountain, and the gushing of money is really not scary.