Chapter 682: Feed the Pigs
Time flies quickly, after this week, there is another week before the final exams, and the weather has changed from slightly cool to cold, but fortunately, the real winter has not yet arrived.
Tonight's weather forecast says that the temperature will be around 20 degrees for the next week, and the minimum temperature will not fall below 15 degrees, but the maximum temperature may reach 30 degrees.
Zhou Zhiguang shook his head: "How many times has this failed in winter?" ”
"Isn't it bad to have no winter?" Zhou Ting asked, "I'm most afraid of winter, it's so cold that I can't hold the pen steadily, and the words I write are like chicken feet." ”
"It's not bad." He couldn't say it anyway.
The four seasons in Guangdong are not obvious, there is no spring and autumn, only winter and summer, there is a lot of winter time, the time that is really cold to shiver adds up to about a month, the days after the winter solstice, and the year before, and after the eighth day of the new year to the end of the Spring Festival, the rest of the time winter is not called winter, two pieces of clothing can break into the world.
However, this kind of weather is conducive to the growth of crops, at least every winter the vegetables in their fields are the best, but also the highest yield time, in the summer a vegetable field can harvest up to 100 catties of vegetables, winter yield at least tripled.
Thinking like this, Zhou Zhiguang smiled again and said, "You guys are about to take the final exam, right?" Don't do your homework yet, relax properly, go, and take you to feed the pigs! ”
The sisters and brothers of the Zhou family never dreamed that feeding pigs when they were children was really feeding pigs, and if they didn't feed them, they would be beaten and scolded by their grandmothers.
After the reconstruction and reinforcement of the previous year, the living environment of the two senior brothers is better, and the venue for Sahuan is also larger, when the father and daughter of the Zhou family got off the car, Liang Jintang was feeding the pigs, and when he heard their intentions, he immediately handed over the work of feeding the pigs to the three children.
Zhou Zhiguang handed over a cigarette and stuffed another one into his mouth, and Liang Jintang lit a cigarette for Zhou Zhiguang before lighting his own.
Looking at the children of the Zhou family who were neatly dressed and looked white and tender, Liang Jintang was envious and sighed: "I used to believe that noble sons from poor families used to be, but now I understand that it is easier for rich families to cultivate talents." ”
"I also saw you children when they were young, all of them were yellow and thin, and they didn't even dare to talk to people when they saw them, but if you look at them, they are still the same as before. Down-and-out and generous, polite and polite, it's rare that he doesn't look down on us poor people! ”
Zhou Zhiguang was embarrassed to be praised: "What poor people are not poor, everyone is the same, they are all rural people, and no one is more noble than others!" ”
After a pause, he said: "But if there are conditions, we still have to find a way to let the children go to a good school and receive a better education." ”
"What do we work so hard for every day? It's not so that our children can get out of the mountains, and we don't have to repeat our hard work! ”
Liang Jintang nodded yes.
Who wants to be bald with hair?
A few children played while feeding the pigs, and they were not afraid of getting dirty after feeding the pigs, so they went in to clean up the pig shit, and the three sisters and brothers shoveled the dog shit for a full afternoon, and their backs hurt, but after washing their hair and showering out, the three of them were in good spirits and in better condition than usual.
Zhou Peng made a decision: "Dad, I will feed the pigs every Sunday in the future!" ”
Zhou Ting: "I want to feed the chickens." ”
"I feed the fish." Zhou Yu also expressed his position.
Li Ying brought out the soup and answered with a smile: "You can feed it, but you have to help me do all the work in the vegetable field." ”
"Got it, Mom!".
In the evening, Zhou Peng finished his homework and called Zhou Mi: "Sister, when will you come back?" We miss you so much! ”