That night, Song Fusheng's usual routine was to wait for the children on a kang to fall asleep, and he ate dried chili peppers under a quilt.

A sip of chili, a sip of beer;

A bite of chili, a bite of beef in sauce;

A bite of chili, a bite of Gangrong steamed cake.

That's it, his eyes are still spicy and tears are pouring out, and his eyes are choking red with chili peppers.

Qian Peiying was also wearing a quilt, while looking at Lao Song, she saw that her stomach hurt, and at the same time wrapped the seeds in the dried chili peppers in toilet paper, and the two of them were talking in a small voice.

"How many have you eaten? How many times have you gotten better? Are there eight? Don't eat it, you will get hemorrhoids again. ”

"It's okay, four more." After Song Fusheng finished speaking, he took another deep breath, didn't dare to breathe, stuffed the chili pepper that had just been broken into his mouth for another half, clicked and bite, and then stuffed a small cake, snorted and drank beer, and smoothed the cake and chili pepper.

Qian Peiying said: "Tomorrow you have to build a greenhouse for a day at the earliest, and there is still one night tomorrow, so you can eat a few more tomorrow." Peppers are enough to have seeds. ”

Finding that Song Fusheng was disobedient and still eating, she suddenly turned around and flipped through the burden on the windowsill, and took out a bottle of vitamins from it in the dark.

Qian Peiying stuffed a pill into her mouth, stretched out her arm to stuff a pill into Song Fuling's mouth, unscrewed the mineral water prepared for Song Fusheng before, and let Song Poria drink it first, and then drink it herself.

I almost forgot to take my medicine.

I have to take medicine every day.

Lao Song said that everything that can be conjured up at home must be eaten, drunk often, and conjured up new ones frequently.

Swallowing the vitamins, Qian Peiying looked at the girl who was holding a flashlight in her mouth, her brain was covered with a big quilt, and she was drawing pictures in the quilt, and said to Song Fusheng: "Your daughter, she wants to build an oven, the kind of oven that ancient Europeans bake bread." ”

Song Fusheng gulped and drank the rest of the beer and burped: "She knows the inner structure of the oven?" ”

"I know, I said I saw it on a TV show, but we don't know why she is so capable. Do you think she can make it, but she hasn't eaten a few steamed buns, so she thinks about eating bread. ”

Song Fuling heard her parents mention her, so she withdrew the quilt on her head, and the flashlight was stuffed deep into the quilt to block the light.

No way, the three of them have to be careful with flashlights at the moment.

Even if the windows have window paper, there are moisture-proof mats as curtains, but the light of the flashlight is still too bright compared to the ancient kerosene lamps, especially when it is late at night. I'm afraid that someone will find it in the toilet, so it's all used in the bed.

"Dad, I want to make bread and cake to eat, although we have this," pointed to the Gangrong steamed cake: "But Mi Shou can't eat it, and my milk hasn't eaten it, I want to make it for them to taste, and it will be convenient to have an oven to roast meat, roast chicken, and roast duck." You give me an empty room that everyone won't use in the future. ”

Song Fusheng knew that her daughter had never cooked home-cooked meals a few times.

In the past, when my daughter had a birthday, she would fry a few dishes for the two of them, saying that it was her daughter's birthday, and her parents' hard days, so she wanted to thank her for her own birthday.

But this kid is weird, he makes strange things, such as cakes, pizzas, tarts, bread, etc., which he knows better than he does, and makes them much better than him. He doesn't know much about some things.

Anyway, it's a business that can be fun, well, his daughters are more or less involved.

Song Fusheng couldn't help but stretch out his big hand, and suddenly he wanted to be a rare daughter.

It's good that my daughter has become smaller, she is only thirteen years old, and her father can still afford it.

rubbed Song Poria's head melon, and kneaded Song Poria's hair even more messily, Song Fusheng said with a smile in his eyes: "Do it, the side room of your grandmother Wang's house in the east is for you." If you are willing to toss and toss, the broken house is not worth the investment, and it will have to be rebuilt in the spring of next year. If you light it, I don't care about you. ”

After thinking about it, I think how kind my daughter is, and the most important thing I want to make an oven is for Mi Shou and Mrs. Ma, just this kindness, really, other people's children are far from his daughter.

If you are a father, you have to show it.

It used to be said to be pocket money.

Although you can pay for it now, it's not practical, and you don't dare to let your children walk around if you are not familiar with life, so what?

"When I'm done building the greenhouse, and the pepper seeds are planted, I'll buy you a big cow. I inquired about it, and said that after Fengtian City, and then walked dozens of miles, there was a Zhuangzi that was saline-alkali land, and there were several families raising cows in that Zhuangzi. ”

Qian Peiying hurriedly stopped, "She wants to build an oven, and she will bake some flour and sugar to eat, and you really want to buy cows." I stopped you last time, why don't you persuade you to listen to it, I'm really worried about it. Didn't we ask a cow? 13 or 4 taels of silver. We don't have milk powder and yogurt in that space, things that are given for free, and I love to drink that. ”

Song Fusheng said in a natural tone, twenty-three or four taels have to be bought, and the child has to drink milk all year round, let's drink it too, and supplement calcium together.

He pointed to Qian Mishou who was sleeping heavily.

This Mi Shou is really tired, so his sister is not lightly tired.

"Look at Mi Shou's small thin arms and legs, how can we make our daughter look white and fat, and feed Mi Shou to be a big and tall man. The girl can drink the yogurt in the space, but Mi Shou can't drink it. Now I'm carrying him, and when I'm old, Mi Shou's head and bones must grow enough to carry me. When the time comes, if this kid is not filial, I will beat him to death. Besides, if the girl wants to eat hot cakes, how can she make them without milk. ”

"You're used to being a child."

Song Fusheng thought to himself: I am willing. This is called the daughter who has gone away and come back. The little general bought the silver money for the mushrooms, but the mushrooms didn't give much out, he handed over the original silver money of his own family to Grandpa, thirty taels, so the one hundred taels of silver tickets haven't been touched yet. It doesn't cost money, the silver ticket is just a piece of paper, a flower. Earn it after you spend it.

"Think about it again in the past few days, girl, what are you missing, tell me together when the time comes, and I will buy it back on a trip."

Song Fuling grinned, handed the painted structural diagram of the brick-fired clay kiln to Song Fusheng, and said happily: "Dad, wait for me for two minutes, and I will draw a bench and long table for the second uncle, and you will give it to him tomorrow." I found out that he was stupid, and he had to make a separate wooden bench table for the canteen, in fact, one for four legs, making a bench saves more time. ”

Song Fusheng flicked the paper with his hand, and also waved at Qian Peiying with a happy face: "Look at how powerful our girl is, she can draw anything, you can draw clearly, you can draw with a pencil and look like the real thing." ”

Qian Peiying thought helplessly, yes, when Song Fuling was a child, how much money did you spend to send her to learn to paint, did you forget? Not only painting, but also playing the piano.

Later, Poria only got back a children's group award certificate, and then she didn't learn it anymore, saying it was boring.

Playing the piano is even more so, if you don't take the exam, you can say that it's hard, Lao Song didn't say it properly, you won't learn if you work hard, these are not university exams, and the things that cultivate sentiment are so tiring that you can't learn it, don't make it bad for your brain.

The next morning, Song Fusheng took the details of the burnt adobe bricks painted by Song Fuling and went to direct everyone to build the kiln.

An hour later, there was a sudden laughter from a group of children.

The adults are so stupid, the earthen kiln collapsed, it's so fun, hahaha.

After a while, the little baby couldn't laugh anymore, "What? Sister Fat Girl, let's make 20 hair dryers? ”

Song Jinbao: Sister, why did I become the main force in the work? I don't quite understand it.

Qian Mishou: Sister, I understand, but isn't this your job? 20, we will be busy until the winter outside? Will you squat until your legs are weak every day?

"Would you like bread, sweet and fluffy bread? Haven't you seen any of you? Mi Shou, don't say you've eaten it, it's impossible, everything you eat is steamed, and mine is roasted. ”

Song Jinbao rolled up his arms and sleeves: To eat bread, dry.

Song Fuling didn't completely put her hands aside, after all, her younger siblings were too young, and she was responsible for occasional technical guidance, and then began to put together her own broken grass house.

Mrs. Ma was helpless, why was it only one night later, and the little granddaughter started to play with something else.

Really, in her eyes, the little granddaughter is about to catch up with the blind bear breaking buds.

After the green water came out, I didn't filter the water wholeheartedly, and I didn't care about the stall when the charcoal was burned, and I didn't even look at it. Now let me make a hair dryer and push it to others.

But then again, what is the little granddaughter going to do? Why do you have some anticipation for some reason?

Just look at Song Fuling almost demolished the house, it was originally a dilapidated house.

She first cut two holes in the bottom of the two walls, acting like a mouse making holes.

Then outside the house, along the hole, a chimney was covered with mud strips.

Busy until dark.

Qian Peiying wondered, didn't she want to play with the oven? How doesn't it look like an oven?

Song Fuling said: "How cold is this broken house, you won't give me a charcoal brazier to keep warm, and no one will empty this house to set up a hot kang for me, I will burn a fire in the house and choke people." It's so cold, and it's a lot of sin to bake bread in the future, so I can't build two fireplaces to keep warm? ”

Qian Peiying originally wanted to complain about two sentences: what others do, others will do it directly. You can do well, turn a corner, take care of the surroundings first, and don't suffer from the premise first.

But before she could complain, the truck that delivered grain and tiles outside, and the well digger also came, so she went out to get busy.

The man who drilled the well was very stingy, and took seven of his men into the "water room" to dig the well and not let others see it, for fear of stealing the technique.

Everyone: How can I have time to steal school? Who is so rare to see? I'm afraid that you will find out that we grow garlic and steal our skills, so you have to cover it.

Ten days later.

The team digging the well is gone, and the big guy has well water to drink.

During these ten days.

The old ladies, as well as the old lady's daughters-in-law, worked hard to store Chinese cabbage, kohlrabi, radish, and gourd because there were no fresh vegetables in winter.

In order to get the firewood used for heating and to make the life safer for these 15 families, the strong laborers worked hard to cut down the wood, and desperately carried down more than 300 thick trees from the mountain. More than 300 great trees were piled high, and they were piled up everywhere;

Song Fuxi, a temporary carpenter, with a few carpenters who could not be called carpenters, was even more busy. They kept breaking the wood to make planks, and then handed them over to the men to make a fence yard and make a yard one and a half meters high;

In the past ten days, the old men were afraid that the well workers would discover the secret of garlic, and they were very distressed about the garlic money, so they went to the ground eight times a day to serve the garlic, and they couldn't wait to build a kang directly in it to live in it to guard;

And the children, including the half-sized children, are not lightly pitted by the fat girl.

In addition to sleeping at night, the half-grown children burn charcoal in front of a few charcoal packets every day, and after a week, the stored charcoal can fill most of the house. The children play with mud every day, and it takes ten days to make seven hair dryers, and it is estimated that they will have to work for another half a month to complete it.

After the completion of the project, it is said that the fat girl sister still has work to hand over to them. You see, they are small, but they are important.

There are also some people like Gao Tuhu and Song Fugui, who use the newly built large earthen kiln to burn the kind of adobe bricks that Song Poria inadvertently burned.

They built a wall of fire in the "chili base" and four garlic yellow nests with adobe bricks.

Next, they need to continue to struggle and build fires in the houses of fifteen families. Their goal is to strive for this winter, so that every household can burn kang, fire wall, and adobe brick stove, and the temperature in the house can survive the winter in temperatures above 23 degrees.

At the same time, this group of adobe brick burners also built the greenhouse of the pepper base early in the gap of firing adobe bricks.

The girls of Peach Blossom spent ten days weaving four extra-large straw mats, extra-large, extremely laborious, and placed them on the special oiled paper for the greenhouse.

In this case, when the sun comes out, the straw mat is lifted and tied to the chimney to let the sunlight shine into the greenhouse. When the day falls, or when it snows, four warm straw mats are put down, one is to keep warm, and the other is to clear the snow.

In these ten days, Song Fuling not only built her ugly oven, but also learned how to bury small chili seeds in a seedling bed made of wooden frames, that is, wooden troughs, under the guidance of her parents.

Learn to cherish chili seeds, her dad is not easy, sprinkle chili seeds evenly on the soil/

I learned to cover the seeds with another layer of soil, water, the first watering to be thorough, and then three days later, expecting them to take root and sprout.

The hard work paid off, the first pepper seed arched out two small buds for the first time ten days later, and the first person to see it was Song Poria.

It's so cute, the little buds are not big, and Song Poria is rarely broken, and now she is looking forward to these little buds growing up faster than anyone else.

It was also at this time that Song Fusheng instructed Qian Peiying to guard the chili base before leaving.

Qian Peiying asked him not to go, and he didn't hold him back.

Song Fusheng said that he had to take advantage of the fact that the peppers had not yet been planted in the ground, so that they could sprout and not be busy, and he had to fulfill his promise.

So at two o'clock in the morning, Song Fusheng, a good father, took a sharp knife to protect himself, and went to buy a big cow for his daughter and Mi Shou with the fluttering snowflakes.

After Mrs. Ma heard about it, she was so angry that she couldn't do it, not only because she felt sorry for the silver, but also because she was very worried about San'er.

It is said that the cow seller had to go dozens of miles after passing through Fengtian City. Even if you encounter a car that can pull your feet, you will have to walk for two days. It was a cold day outside, and I ate a lot along the way, and I didn't even have a hot water to drink. Alas, I'm going to her off.

In the two days that Song Fusheng left, Mrs. Ma didn't give Song Fuling a good face.

When Song Fusheng rushed home two days later, he not only brought back his baby daughter and his youngest son Mi Shou, but also specially brought back a large bucket of colostrum.

Drink bovine colostrum, good health, do not like colds.

Patting the snowflakes on his shoulders and stomping off the snow on his feet, Song Fusheng was so cold that the tip of his nose was red, but he smiled very contentedly on his face, and said with a smile: "Girl, look, what did Dad buy for you?" ”

Grate, three grates for combing hair.

I heard that you can only use this wooden comb to comb off lice on your head.

It's still peachwood.

Song Fusheng said, "I think our family is about to move, and the two kang shops in our house are almost dry, right?" Move us to our own house, boil hot water, warm the house, and your mother wash well, I haven't washed it for almost two months. After Peiying, you comb your daughter's hair well. Give it to me, and I'll pick it up. ”