When Grandpa Song heard that he would not be taken away, the old man's back grabbed Song Fusheng's hand and cried.

We don't cry much when we encounter difficulties at the moment, but we will cry with joy.

When they rejoice to a certain extent and say anything superfluous, they will cry together to celebrate.

Who doesn't have seven emotions and six desires.

A few old men like Song Fusheng's uncle kept wiping their tears with the palms of their hands.

The women were crying and muttering, "Dad, great," while crying snot pushed the child into the man's arms: "Your dad won't leave, go and let your dad see." ”

"Dad, woo woo, I'm scared to death of garlic seedlings." Garlic Miaozi hugged Wang Zhongyu's thigh, and cried to his uncle: "Uncle, you can pierce me with your beard, I won't bother you anymore." ”

Mi Shou hugged Song Fusheng's neck tightly, and tears fell into Song Fusheng's neck in strings.

Song Fusheng patted Mi Shou's little body, whispered a few words, and patted his arm, his daughter-in-law actually cried, and looked around, where is the daughter.

In the stove room, Song Fuling was sitting on a small bench, looking at the fire alone and crying secretly, and in the pot was the footwashing water for Song Fusheng.

Also scared.

In normal times, in order to live a better life, she thinks about letting her father read as if she were playing, hoping to have a good time.

Because here, there is no such thing as equality for all. In many cases, rich people are also bullied.

There is also a selfish desire to not want my father to repeat the business in his previous life and live a more exciting life.

To put it bluntly, the desire to make a difference is just to make life easier.

But the premise of all this, in times of peace, can be done.

But in the era of war and cold weapons, it is not said that Potian is not sitting in the rear and relying on electronic remote control, but wants to go to the front. It is possible to be injured by the cold arrows of their own people.

When it comes to life, what has a future and what is promising is very insignificant, even if her father has no ability, she wants her father.

The safety and health of her parents is what she hopes for as a daughter the most, and everything must be under this premise.

"Girl?"

Song Fuling's first reaction was not to look at the door when she heard the sound, but hurriedly stood up and pretended to go to get the gourd scoop. Turn around with your back and quickly wipe away your tears with your sleeve.

He lifted the lid of the pot again and let the water vapor come out, so that she could not be seen crying.

Stir it in the pot with a gourd scoop, "Ah, what the hell are you talking about?" "Pretend to be very calm.

Although the acting skills are okay, the nasal voice betrays Song Ling.

Throughout the year, my daughter laughed countless times, but she couldn't count it, but she cried and pinched her fingers.

It made Qian Peiying and Song Fusheng very unnatural.

The girl is too old to see through it, and she can't ask directly, "Are you crying?" Do you miss your father very much, do you love your father very much? ”

That should make my daughter lose face.

Qian Peiying could only say to Xi Ni: "Yes, her father, you come into the house, hurry up and chat with our mother, who have you seen, what you said, and what is the situation on that side." ”

Song Fusheng's heart was warm: "Yes, yes, go, girl, don't boil the water, I'll burn it for a while." When you enter the house, Dad still has something to discuss with you, can you listen to my thoughts? ”

The two of them dragged Song Fuling into the house as if coaxing their daughter. Don't let you work, don't let Song Fusheng wash his feet.

After a while, Song Ling's crisp voice came from the big room, and there was no nasal voice.

In fact, being a daughter is also to coax her parents, and she deliberately said the words that she thought about in her heart on weekdays, and there were a lot of words:

"Dad, you're right to think so.

Although we can't be like Lu Gongzi, let him go and make thousands of families happy. But we also want to do our best to help.

This year, peppers won't make much money when they are grown, so they won't make money.

Plant a lot of peppers this year, so that you can leave more seeds, and next year you have to hand over these seeds to the imperial court, then hand them over.

I remember you once persuaded me a lot of words in the dim sum room, and I will give them to you now, Dad, you were really right.

Without chili, will our family have no other money to buy and sell in the future?

Even if we don't have these special crafts that others don't have, we have to believe in ourselves, even if we open a noodle shop, we will do better than others, that's fine.

People live a lifetime, and within the scope of what we can do, we must have some pursuits.

Don't ask others to say that we are good, maybe some people will say that we are stupid, and say let's go. ”

Qian Peiying, who was listening to Zhi Eun next to her, nodded:

"I also agree, we don't need to be told by the money and food officer, we will take the initiative to be more this year, for those children on the front line.

Who hasn't been raised by their father's mother? For us to live calmly in our hearts, if we don't earn money, we won't earn it, and we will hand it over to the state in the future.

Look at the land side, the front line is so dangerous and you still have to go, are people stupid? People are not stupid.

What a child, look at the ideological realm of others.

Really, we can't compare in our lifetime.

Those who go to the front line are not stupid, we can't do it, but we can't laugh at it, we must admire it more. ”

Qian Mishou sat cross-legged next to him and understood, his uncle decided to do a dedication, and it was expected that the chili pepper business that would earn money for dinner in the future would be donated for free. If you don't donate this year, you want to leave seeds for the country. The more seeds are set aside, the more military households and soldiers in various localities will be able to plant them themselves next year, and it will be popularized.

Uncle, you deserve to be Mishou's uncle.

"Here, uncle, isn't it just a chili pepper, Mi Shou will earn money for you in the future. When the big ones are big in the future, they can cross the mountains and seas, so we will go to the foreigners you said, and ask them for rare seeds for us to make money, okay? ”

Song Fusheng was grateful, no matter what he wanted to do, his wife and daughter were very supportive of him, and even enlightened him, so that he could do whatever he wanted with confidence and boldness.

Past and present lives.

Now that it has been agreed, when the money and grain officer looks for him, he will have more confidence in what to talk about.

No matter how much power you have.

Not only chili peppers, we will make milk bricks, meat floss, and bacon to the front, and see if there is a good way to produce them in large quantities and promote them everywhere. No more hiding.

Song Fusheng held Mi Shou's little face in both hands, and wrinkles appeared in the corners of his eyes: "Didn't you say that you can kill people when you grow up?" ”

"Hey, don't mention it, uncle, I'm scared of everything. When I woke up, the grandmothers were scared again, and they drew ghosts in front of me, more terrifying than our masks, and jumped around me with their arms outstretched. ”

Hehe, hehe, hahaha, there were several people's laughter in Song Fusheng's big house.

Grandpa Song was standing outside the window of Song Fusheng's house, also wiping his eyes with his hands and smiling.

The old man had already listened to Song Fugui and they had finished talking about what was going on.

It doesn't matter, don't be afraid, Fusheng, Grandpa will always support you, and everyone will always be behind you, we can definitely do it, so that we will never go to the west, let's plant people well this year, what is not money.

Of course, you have to think about it, because you make a lot of money from buying and selling chili peppers, hahaha.

Just when the old man was about to laugh, the nine sisters-in-law and their mothers-in-law in the village suddenly arrived.

Grandpa Song was taken aback, thinking that the village knew, and we were obviously quite low-key.

Hurriedly greeted him and asked, there was something wrong.

It's okay, I want to talk to Sister Ma.

But this is not completely out of the New Year, our family fled the famine, and there are no close relatives, and it is unlucky to come here as guests.

Okay, okay, old man, don't talk about it, it's not that exquisite.

The emperor died in the first month, kneeling at the death knell every day, is there anything more unlucky than this?