Song Fusheng climbed up the hill with a cloak and said, Zhang Luo said: "You girls, hurry up and drag Mi Shou up the tree, Mi Shou is waiting for you under the tree." ”

The eldest girl and the second girl asked together: "Third uncle, let's also go up the tree?" ”

It wasn't arranged like this before, so how could they have their share.

It was the third uncle's family with Qian Mishou, and at most counting the peach blossoms, the tent set up by the two crooked neck trees would not be able to live.

"Don't talk nonsense, go quickly, they are worried about that place. Your third aunt and I don't need you to take care of it, if we two pick it up, the adults can say anything. ”

Song Fusheng originally wanted to say a few more words, such as whoever shouted that you were not allowed to come down, and whoever said that it would not be possible to squeeze it again, and the tent on the tree could not bear so much weight, and it would collapse again.

But I found that my daughter looked at him one after another, as if she didn't know him, and the more she looked, the more she couldn't hold back her laughter.

Song Fusheng stroked his shawl hair with his hand: "Am I not sassy about your father?" Your mother said it was like Yang Guo. ”

Song Fuling immediately giggled, with such a spicy hairstyle, her father didn't look in the mirror. Her mother was embarrassed to praise, but she was embarrassed to listen.

"Dad, you're not like Yang Guo, you're like going mad, like Ding Chunqiu, the old monster of the stars," Song Lingling pulled a few young ladies and ran away while laughing.

Far away, I can still hear Song Fuling shaking the hands of her sisters, reading: The old immortal of the stars, the magic power is boundless, the magic power is vast, and the law drives the Central Plains.

"This kid."

Song Fusheng shook his head with a smile, shook off his half-wet shawl hair again, and said to himself: "Is it so ugly when I comb my long hair?" I watched the costume drama, and the men in it wore long hair, which was okay. ”

……

That night, Song and Ling slept in the soft quilt.

Qian Peiying laid two layers of mattresses for Song Fuling, and the four girls were sandwiched by Qian Mishou in the middle, covered with two quilts.

Several sisters were afraid that Song Poria would freeze, so Song Poria and Qian Mishou had to build a bed, and the three sisters built a bed, all of which were brought out from the ancient family county, and the quilt core was seven or eight catties of cotton, which was really warm.

Song Fusheng specially learned to weave the door curtain, and the heavy curtain made of straw also strictly shielded the mosquitoes outside.

The small tent is a world of its own.

They fell asleep, but they didn't know that Tian Xifa had sprinkled some precious anti-snake powder under the tree, afraid that the snake would climb up.

There are not many medicinal powders themselves, and there are herbs that are difficult to find, and Tian Xifa used to go hunting in the mountains and was not easy to use, so he was reluctant, but now it's not all for the children.

A few girls fell asleep, and they didn't know that Song Fusheng and Qian Peiying had nowhere to rest at all.

How is it possible to have a place to rest.

Don't rush to Uncle Song Fusheng's family, don't tell the truth about relatives or relatives, just say that there are seven more families, and the children of these seven families from the oldest to the youngest, from teenagers to one or two years old, have to stand up straight one by one and stand in two rows.

There are also children who are a few months old and a little over a year old.

Adults can deal with it, who can watch such a little child have no place to sleep? This morning and evening, in October, the temperature difference is large, and it is already cold on the mountain.

Although Song Fusheng and Qian Peiying couldn't sacrifice themselves, they took the initiative to give up two sleeping places for the children to rest, and they took the initiative to cooperate.

Song Fusheng didn't care how Song Li arranged for those newcomers, let alone talk to the uncle's family, and after arguing, he glanced at his mother, as long as Mrs. Ma had a place to sleep.

He took a quilt and the moisture-proof mat that his daughter had covered with the quilt cover before, and took his daughter-in-law's hand on his shoulder to go to the mud bag.

and Qian Peiying said: "You wait here, don't be afraid, I'll be back in a while." ”

After a while, Song Fusheng replaced the mule with a cloak and dragged the flatbed truck that his family had unloaded, tired and sweaty.

There is no support in front of the flatbed, so it will naturally be oblique.

It's better to sleep like this than to lie on the grass directly, the dew of a grass night is no joke, and there are insects and snakes.

"Come on, daughter-in-law, I'll hug you, look at the mud bag by the way, complete the task given by the daughter, and I don't know if I can burn the charcoal."

After Song Fusheng finished speaking, he went to spread the quilt.

Half of the quilt was spread, and half of it was densely covered on Qian Peiying's body.

He himself was wrapped in half of the moisture-proof mat, and the other half was on Qian Peiying's head and face, afraid that mosquitoes would bite Qian Peiying.

The two put their heads together and hugged each other: "Sleep, I'm here, and the cold will drill into my arms." ”

Qian Peiying was also worried about her husband, afraid that Lao Song would freeze, so she said tightly: "I'm going to die of heat, you can also cover it, can't you straighten your legs, it's okay, you slanted, and your legs are coming to my side." ”

Song Fusheng buried his face in Qian Peiying's neck, and suddenly said coquettishly: "Daughter-in-law, I'm going to die of exhaustion." Fingers hurt, bones all over the body, soles of the feet hurt. ”

Qian Peiying patted him on the back: "Then how to fix it, you have to hold on when you are tired, persistence is victory, I will rub it for you if it hurts." ”

"No need to rub it, I don't know how to tie my hair, you have to comb your hair."

"Don't you have a memory? Ancient hairstyles I can. ”

"Having a memory and being able to comb are two different things. I tried, and my hands were as clumsy as pig's paws. Our daughter also said that I was like Ding Chunqiu. You'll need to find me some head ropes. ”

"Okay, my husband has started to comb his pigtails too."

They are warm and affectionate on this side, but the other side of the cave is very lively.

Song Li was angry, and felt that the seven families who came again really didn't know what it meant to be tired.

I didn't sleep much for a day and a night, and I could hear how I arranged for you, and I was noisy and played.

"Do you sleep? If you don't sleep, we'll have to take a nap. This day is tiring and tiring, you are here, we don't even have a place to turn over, we have to sleep on our side, in order to make room for you, what do you want? If you are not sleepy, give me a vigil outside, set up your tent, and lead the baby to the side when he cries to death! ”

The new seven families belong to Song Fusheng's eldest aunt crying and crying.

Song Fusheng's eldest aunt said for a while that the babies in the family had no place to lie down, and for a while she grabbed Song Fusheng's eldest brother Song Fucai and said, your uncle's legs are not good, you can see if you can settle down with a place where your legs are straight.

After a while, because other people's families occupied more space, her family occupied less, her ox cart was also crowded and there was no place, and the cattle had not eaten forage, so they shouted loudly.

When it finally stopped, he wiped his tears and cried away for Song Fusheng's eldest brother and second brother, and took the initiative to give up the place to the uncle and several grandchildren of the uncle's family, and Song Fusheng's eldest aunt asked her unmarried little girl Cuilan to find Peach Blossom and squeeze them together.

Her idea made Peach Blossom's mother, Song Fuling's aunt Song Yinfeng, refuse. said that the girls had already slept, and the tent on the tree could not be lived, so they were not allowed to disturb it.

When the eldest aunt heard this, she began to wipe her tears again, and led her little daughter Cuilan to sit at the entrance of the cave and cry. Crying bitterly, crying that her second son Song Fushou separated from them and left, and went to pick up her daughter-in-law at her mother-in-law's house, and she didn't know what the situation was now.

During the whole process, the grumpy Mrs. Ma did not participate at all.

In one sentence, it is: you are still not tired, how can people quarrel when they are tired. Knowing that you are annoying and unreasonable, the diaphragm that listens to you from the heart is not willing to deal with you, I don't have the strength to make noise, and I just want to sleep.

Mrs. Ma didn't come out, the mother-in-law of the previous seven families quit, and the eldest daughter-in-law of the high butcher didn't do it either.

What are you doing, sitting at the entrance of the cave and crying in the middle of the night, others can't sleep.

I realized for the first time that Song Fusheng's eldest aunt was far from being too bad.

Stumbling, it was late at night, and everyone who had a place to sleep rested.

A group of three or five people who had nowhere to set up a fire, and the men took a nap while watching the stalls and watching the night.

Others, such as Song Fusheng's two brothers and the two boys of the Gao Tu family, simply climbed up the hillside, found the place where Song Fusheng burned the mud bag, got two big stones to sit there, and listened to Song Fusheng's snoring on the cart to help guard the mud bag.

Give them enough cold to choke.

It's not easy to give your sleeping place to others, which is really a good deed.

In the second half of the night, I don't know if it was two o'clock in the morning or three o'clock in the morning, a wolf howl, followed by a howl as if more than a dozen wolves echoed together, Song Fusheng woke up from his dream.

He wanted to sit up neatly, but the cart slanted and one of them fell out of the car without paying attention to the thunderbolt.

When I opened my eyes and looked around, my heart was scared.

Just ponder it, in the middle of the night, several big men sat there staring at him, whether they were scared enough. When did these people come?

Song Fusheng whispered: "There is a wolf howling." ”

His eldest brother said, third child, isn't it normal to have wolves on the mountain?

"It's wolves, wolves, they're calling."

His second brother said, the third brother, the wolf would have barked. Call them to go, it's far away from us, are you scared? Listen, there are other wild beasts crying.

Song Fusheng: "......"