Song Lao Er was tired of hearing this, he used to listen to it in person, and he didn't mind that his left ear went in and his right ear went out. But it's different behind this, is this still my own mother? The eldest and third are all biological, so they picked it up themselves.

Song Lao'er's heart was cold: "Mom, I have rations, or I will lead Xiaosi to build a shack at the door in the future, and I can't help but honor you when I marry a daughter-in-law in the future." ”

Aunt Song hit down with a burning stick and hit Song Lao Er in the face: "Okay, you white-eyed wolf, are you eating and drinking all day at home?" People are not big, who do you want to be miserable when you divide the family? If your brother can't walk as a soldier, you will drag your feet, see me turn around and not break your legs! ”

Song Lao Er was stubborn: "What does it matter to me if my brother is a soldier or not?" Political assessment is not a target for me. Mom, if you beat me again, I'll drag Uncle Guo over to comment on the reasoning, and if you can't call the captain and secretary over. I don't steal chickens or touch dogs, I can't go to school in order to help the family, I can't eat half of my rations, and I am all close to my brother who is on the top of the door and stand up, why is my brother's hind legs dragged by me? ”

In normal times, Song Lao Er didn't dare to contradict his mother like this, but now somehow, he made all the unhappiness in his heart come out.

Song Lao Shui came back from outside with his head on his head, and without saying a word, he walked to Song Lao Er and kicked it.

As soon as Song Laozhuan entered the hospital, he smelled Song Laoer's body full of alcohol, and stepped forward to kick it: "The plague is still playing, and you dare to talk back to your mother when you come back from drinking two sips of cat urine." Hurry up and work for me, if the work is not finished, I will cut you with a burning stick with your mother! ”

Song Laozhuan looked back at Song Xiaosi, who had already been frightened, and the roots of his teeth were itching: "You are a money-loser, you go around with your second brother all day long, and sooner or later you will be sold for money." ”

Song Lao Er was kicked and instigated. No matter how tight the skin is, Song Lao Bolt is still afraid, especially if Song Lao Bolt wants to sell Xiao Si, he will go to the firewood to report the firewood.

Song Xiaosi is used to being scolded, anyway, now he has food in his stomach, even if he is beaten, Song Xiaosi feels that he can get through it, so he follows behind Song Lao Er in a gray manner, so as not to make his parents unhappy again, and he will be beaten again accidentally.

Boss Song leaned against the door and lay tiredly: "Mom, I have meat on the hour at night, I don't have any oil and water a day, and I don't have the strength to sleep on the kang!" ”

Aunt Song immediately felt distressed: "Oh, mom will fry the beans for you." My son will have to set up a house in the future, and he won't be able to go hungry. ”

After the movement sounded, Jiang Xiaochi stood in the courtyard and could hear it clearly. I have never seen parents who do not treat their children so badly, and the four children are treated differently.

Boss Song eats well, but he doesn't work at home, he is fat and fat, and none of the people he sees say that he doesn't grow well. Although Song Laosan is not treated as the eldest at home, he can't stand his sweet mouth, and he is the youngest son, so he can eat and drink a lot.

Needless to say, Song Xiaosi has a serious preference for sons over daughters in rural areas, and he can't wait to give birth to a litter of boys, and sooner or later he will give birth to a girl from someone else's family. Song Xiaosi can live so big, the whole village feels like a mystery.

But Song Er? Jiang Xiaochi feels that his father doesn't hurt, his mother doesn't love him, and he probably won't have any fun in his life.

Jiang Xiaochi didn't want to be busy with all the serious things in the space for a day because of these nerve-wracks. Fortunately, Mrs. Zhang couldn't stay up late because she was old, and as soon as Mrs. Zhang fell asleep, Jiang Xiaochi put on her clothes and went into the space.

Entering the space, Jiang Xiaochi ran to the chicken fence in the morning. There is no day and night in the space, and there are no other creatures to disturb it, and the pheasant is lying on the eggs softly.

Jiang Xiaochi entered the space by surprise, and the pheasant suddenly giggled and flew up in fright. Jiang Xiaochi peeked at the egg and did not move, and there was no sign of the chick breaking the shell, so he walked towards the vegetable in disagreement.

The space and land are fertile, and the transplanted potato plants, beans, and cucumber seedlings are very good.

Thinking that tomorrow I don't know what else will be delayed and can't go into the space in time to take care of it, I carried a water basket from the reed pond and watered the seedlings in the field from beginning to end.

After watering it was still early, Jiang Xiaochi threw off his arms and reclaimed another piece of wasteland, and after taking the strong pill, he finished the work humming a song.

I don't know if Lao Hu Na has returned my bleaching pills, the original owner's appearance is too ugly. However, whether it looks good or not, food, clothing, housing and transportation are still the first priority.

But the task of home and Wanshixing is not completed, and the Dongsheng 3 soybean seeds rewarded by the system cannot be obtained. But Dongsheng 3 soybean seeds don't have it, other seeds can have it, why can't it be in the space? The brigade doesn't have any seeds, just one or two, it's not a petty theft, what the brigade has, it's good to have what your own family has.

It's a pity that today's daily task was not completed, or it would be good to come to a magical qi and blood tonic to replenish Mrs. Zhang's body, thinking of this Jiang Xiaochi is a little regretful.

After reclaiming the wasteland, Jiang Xiaochi picked up two more baskets of wild vegetables by the way. These two boys are too edible, if it weren't for the fact that the wild vegetables in the space couldn't be picked up, they really wouldn't be able to provide these two boys with food.

Fortunately, the space is a large natural refrigerator, and the meat stored in it is still fresh, no different from a freshly killed pig. Thinking about selling meat for money and exchanging money for food, Jiang Xiaochi's big mouth has been grinning to the root of his ears, and his life prospects are simply too good.

In the end, Jiang Xiaochi was not at ease and swept his eyes at the chicken circle, and the pheasant had already obediently gone back to hatch the eggs, and Jiang Xiaochi felt delicious in his heart. Chickens lay eggs, eggs lay chickens, don't say that you don't have to worry about eating and drinking in the future, and if you are rich, you can still be filial piety and respect the old Hu.

Jiang Xiaochi carried two soil baskets in one hand and the firewood chopped by Song Lao Er in the morning in the other.

As soon as he returned to the yard, Guo Degang's funny broadcast suddenly sounded in his mind: "Ding~ Congratulations on completing the daily wood-cutting task, please receive the task reward in time." ”

Complete the mission? This poured out of Jiang Xiaochi's expectations, and the firewood chopped by Song Lao Er could also be regarded as his own? It seems that this little labor does not need to be in vain!

Jiang Xiaochi received a magical qi and blood tonic in the air, and secretly added the tonic in the space in Zhang's mother-in-law's meal, and the effect of ordinary people must be Haihai.

As soon as the miraculous qi and blood tonic was put away, Comrade Guo began to release a new task: primary money-making task: earn the first pot of gold, and reward a set of first-grade textbooks.

Jiang Xiaochi really doesn't understand the importance of first-grade cultural textbooks to himself, and he has to come for five years!

Jiang Xiaochi's mood is about to collapse, is Lao Hu's reward for this task set by himself? Although knowledge is the primary productive force, why do you go to school before you have enough to eat?

Take a plane, take a rocket, and study hard in the system space culture?

Besides, don't you have a primary school culture now? It's still the first grade, is there no paper in the village toilet?

It is said that there is really no paper to go to the toilet now, and all the blocking sticks are used - the middle of the sorghum stalk is split in half, and it is used for scraping, and the chrysanthemum will suffer if you are not careful. Rural women have nothing to do at night, one is to get together to sew socks, and the other is to get together to split the block stick.