Li Dahua went to put the eggs away with Song Baoxuan, and she saw that some of the vegetables she had just picked were originally going to be cooked at night.

But now she put these dishes in Aunt Wang's basket, although these dishes are not comparable to Aunt Wang's eggs, but they can be regarded as some return gifts to Aunt Wang.

Song Baoxuan returned the basket to Aunt Wang, and Aunt Wang said when she saw that there were still some vegetables in it.

"Baoxuan, why are there still dishes here? Take it back. ”

Li Dahua said.

"These vegetables are not worth much, you can take them back, there are many more in my vegetable garden!"

When Aunt Wang heard Li Dahua say this, she didn't refuse, and prepared to leave with the basket.

"Okay, then I'll go first, I'll go back to making dinner."

"Okay, Aunt Wang, go slowly."

After Aunt Wang left, many people came to the courtyard of the Song family one after another, all of whom were carrying things for Song Baoxuan.

Song Baoxuan looked at the table full of various things, and most of them were eaten, she smiled slightly.

Most of the people in the village are very simple, and they all want to do their part for the village.

Song Rongchang had a list in his hand, and he had just signed up with him, saying that he would come to help with the work tomorrow.

Almost every household had a young man, and all of them insisted on not being paid.

Song Rongchang and Song Baoxuan said this, Song Baoxuan was silent for a while, and now every family is busy.

They were able to find time to help build the school without paying for it.

They really did what they could, Song Baoxuan said as she looked at the things on the table.

"Dad, the people who come to work tomorrow will have lunch at our house, we can't let them work for nothing, and we have to go back to our own house to eat."

Song Rongchang nodded, he originally had this plan, so he asked Song Baoxuan to accept the things brought by the villagers.

Song Qiu knew that Song Baoxuan was going to build a school in the village, and she was depressed all day, and she found that the gap between her and Song Baoxuan was getting bigger and bigger.

She still lives in the old house, but Song Baoxuan has long lived in a blue brick house.

She was wearing old clothes, but Song Baoxuan was wearing new clothes, and Song Baoxuan's old clothes were much better than her own clothes.

Now Song Baoxuan is going to build a school, and she doesn't know a few words.

Song Qiu felt that there was no way to compare himself with Song Baoxuan, and he couldn't compare anywhere.

Brother Song Zhao looked at Song Qiu, who was lying on the bed sullenly, and asked.

"Xiaoqiu, what's wrong with you? Why are you upset? ”

Song Qiu stared at the dilapidated house he lived in and said.

"Sister, everyone else in the family has their own house, why don't we have our own house? I want to have a room of my own. ”

Now there are really only Song Qiu and Song Zhaodi, and the two of them don't have a separate room.

Song Hui and Song Yao moved to their new house, so Song Chaobao lived alone.

Brother Song Zhaodi didn't expect Song Qiu to be unhappy about this matter.

"Xiaoqiu, don't you want to live with me?"

"No, no, I want to have a room of my own. Sister, when will I be able to live alone? ”

"Why don't you want to live with me?"

Song Qiu was very angry in her heart, angry that she couldn't compare to Song Baoxuan, and then she sprinkled this anger on Song Zhaodi.

"I just don't want to, sister, you really hate it, why can't you let me live alone? It's so crowded for two people! ”

Brother Song opened his mouth and wanted to say, haven't they always lived like this?

But seeing that Song Qiu didn't want to pay attention to herself at all, she held back her words.

The next day, Song Baoxuan helped Li Dahua cook lunch for the people who came to help with the work today.

There were a lot of people who came to work, so they started to prepare after breakfast, otherwise they wouldn't have been able to wait.

Wu Yan saw it, washed her hands and came over to help.

"Mother, how do you do so many things? I didn't have anything to do, so I came over to help. ”

Li Dahua wiped the sweat on her forehead with her apron and said.

"Okay, it's better for you to come over and help, or we'll have to be busy. These are lunches for the people who came to help with the work today. ”

Brother Song Zhaodi also came over and said.

"Milk, I'm here to help, too."

"Okay, then you can help me wash these dishes!"

"Okay."

Brother Song Zhao took the dishes next to Li Dahua and washed them.

Li Dahua looked at Song Baoxuan next to her and said.

"Xiaobao, if you are tired, rest and let's win."

Song Baoxuan shook her head and said.

"Mother, I'm not tired."

On Song Rongchang's side, they were busy leveling the ground.

If there are some high places, dig them low, and if there are some low places, fill them high.