A large group of people in the village followed the canal and walked and walked, and they didn't turn back empty-handed.

Those who are accustomed to work have work in their eyes.

When they saw that there were stones on the side of the mountain, they did not run empty, but one person carried a few pieces and clamped a few pieces, and they did not pull a cart or a bag, so they threw them aside and piled them up into a hill.

Turn around and tell it, and let Grandpa Song's gang pull it back.

A group of people were full of excitement on their faces, and when they came back after watching the canal, Song Fusheng pointed to the direction of the river in Renjia Village on the bank, and was talking to these famous men in the village:

"It's a big job to repair the canal, especially the familiar land of you people, who are in two directions from me, and there are not so many people to repair it for you now.

Wait for next year, let's do it accurately next year, and work together to set up a few waterwheels for you over there.

I'll take the time to do it, so I'll go to your side and see how to fix the canal route. ”

When Song Fusheng said this, he always squinted in the direction of the river, thinking about how to work step by step, and he didn't pay attention to the reaction of the people in the village when he heard his words.

He didn't know what kind of shock these words had left in the hearts of the villagers.

Perhaps, even if Song Fusheng knows it, he can't fully understand it, this is probably the gap between modern people and ancient people.

"I'm going down to the river to take a bath!"

"What are you showering for? Such an age. ”

"Don't stop me." Uncle Ren in the village was old enough to take off his shoes and go down the cold river.

His heart is hot, his heart is too hot.

Fusheng, no, head of the regiment, farming is hard!

Buckets of water, carried to the ground by shoulder, poured several buckets of water, straightened up and looked, there was no end to the land, and they all needed to be watered.

Commander, you have to get this thing for the people in the village, do you know how important it is to us.

Patriarch Ren's eyes were red, and he patted Song Fusheng on the shoulder with one hand, and Song Fusheng turned around. Or else he's still imagining.

"Fusheng Fusheng, blessed posterity, you will definitely have great blessings in the future."

Kindness?

Song Fusheng saw that Patriarch Ren nodded affirmatively after saying this, and turned to look at the villagers behind him.

As a result, more and more people are nodding at him.

Song Fusheng was in the crowd, looking for his wife and daughter.

The little Mi Shou may not have understood everyone's words, but he smiled proudly. The small body is straight and straight.

His wife, Peiying, quietly gave him a thumbs up.

Song Fusheng thought to himself: Why did it become like this? I'm a vulgar person.

Qian Peiying was synchronized with her husband, and at this time she looked at Lao Song Xiao and thought:

I used to think that Song Fusheng, who was worried about living a good life at home, was very charming.

She has always thought that she should not be nosy, she is not busy with her own family, and she cares what others do.

But today, she thinks a little differently. Because of such an old Song, how can he be extraordinarily attractive.

Song Fuling smiled at her father and nodded.

Dad, that's how it should be.

One wall and two are good-looking, and it is convenient for them to be convenient with others.

Today, to the people of the village, the first to benefit from this matter is Mrs. Ma.

"What is this?"

"Vegetable seeds."

You have a pack, she has a pack, and the vegetable seeds that Mrs. Ma wants to buy have been put together.

"What do you say you are the son of the sect?" The nine sisters-in-law asked with envy in their eyes.

Mrs. Ma said in a joking tone first, let me tell you, give me vegetable seeds, milk tofu, and I am not allowed to lack catties or two, and I will still deduct the copper plate if I am not qualified.

Then he said with a smile on his face:

"Because I'm a widowed mother, I told them to listen to them when I was a child, but you don't have a father's hope, so you have to be strong.

I didn't expect it to be one by one.

The eldest of my family, honest, able to endure hardships, and does not fight or rush to let the two younger brothers.

Second, he is capable, he can do it, you can rest assured that he will arrange any work, and he can finish it for you if he doesn't sleep.

You know, third, smart. ”

Ge Erniu testified: "There is no one in ten miles and eight villages who is smarter than him, and he scratches earlier than other children." ”

Yes, the people in the village were very envious, and they thought that Mrs. Ma could be modest, but I didn't expect Mrs. Ma to be more envious than anyone else, which made people even more jealous.

Looking back, Uncle Ren's eldest daughter-in-law learned this while setting the dishes and chopsticks.

She mainly wanted to say that Mrs. Ma, who can be the mother of the head of the regiment, is really different.

When the widowed mother next to her mentioned that she was a "widow", she couldn't wait to learn the past with a bitter face.

When I got to Mrs. Ma, I smiled, and said without avoiding it at all, I really wasn't an ordinary person.

Third Uncle Ren snorted and drank porridge: "Then you all learn something." ”

Several daughters-in-law: Dad, let's learn "widowhood"?

Uncle Ren's sons were also stunned with chopsticks: Dad, are you cursing us?

Third Uncle Ren didn't notice that his son and daughter-in-law were staring at him, so he put pickle strips in a bowl for his grandson, and walked out after snoring and eating, saying as he walked:

"Dad is one short of one, and my mother is only one litter. If there is a good mother, there will be at most one nest in the family, and the rest of the babies can be so good. Whoever marries her into the family is called the blessing of the previous life. ”

Uncle Ren left, leaving his son and daughter-in-law with a table of people looking at each other: What do you mean, my father wants to marry his wife? What the hell is the head of the group in the photo?

"Dad, do you need to ask?"

"Shut up, ask a fart, pretend not to listen." When will my father take the initiative to talk about this matter, and when will he study it.

It's also a shame that the eldest son of the third uncle didn't listen to his mother-in-law to ask his father, otherwise he would have to be beaten.

Third Uncle Ren: Who said that you want to marry your wife? How old are you, burying half of your neck, who are you scolding for not being serious?

Then why do you always praise her?

What a few words of praise, he said to Mrs. Ma, that is a pure man's appreciation of a woman.

Can't appreciate it?

"Old five, wow," Third Uncle Ren turned into the house of the patriarch Ren.

The patriarch Ren's family is also drinking porridge, but the land is not planted, and they don't eat dried food. The patriarch Ren is the fifth oldest in the village.

"Third brother, have you eaten, you haven't eaten, come and eat some, sit."

"Eat, what, my eldest and his daughter-in-law said such a thing," Third Uncle Ren said about the women in the village giving Ma Lao Tai vegetable seeds: "I thought about it and came to discuss with you, do we also need to express it?" ”

"What does it mean?"

"Watermills. Although it can only be rectified for us next year, we can't get on the sedan chair now. You can't be like that, can you? I thought, the gang on the other side of the river is worried about the grain seeds of his more than 120 acres of land. At the moment, there is no food to buy outside, let alone good seeds. These households in our village, make up for it? ”

Patriarch Ren patted his leg, "It's still the third brother who thinks about it thoroughly." ”

Third Uncle Ren smiled: "Don't look at the number of seeds, but I don't think I can lose anything." ”

After a while, the second son of Patriarch Ren called Uncle Ren Qi and several of them.

These old men immediately said: "It's really not a loss, the gang on the other side of the river is exquisite." Far from mentioning, if we give them these seeds, believe it or not? The gang will not treat the boys who go to work in the village in terms of food, and they will be able to eat it back. ”

"That's it, that kid from the head of Fusheng has never been bad."

Grandpa Song and Song Fusheng took these people from the family and looked at the people in the village together.

Between the two groups were bags of grain seeds.