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Chapter 340: Selfish Human Nature

Zhang Juhua hurriedly whispered to him: "Yunying gave me a pill, and Dr. Qin gave me an acupuncture to treat it, these days I eat fragrantly, and I sleep deeply, unlike before, I was always flustered and panting."

Brother Huaizi, you have to thank the people well, help them more on weekdays, and give the medicine shop to Zhang Luo. I want to give them money, I'm afraid that we can't afford the medicine, and it's not interesting to fight. ”

Huaizi listened and thought seriously for a while, then nodded, "I know." The reward is not at this time, and the days to come are long—and they are not gone. When the seedlings are planted, let's help them build a yard on the side of this mountain. First, to give them peace of mind, it is always uncomfortable to live in someone else's house; secondly, they don't want to be disturbed; Third, there is a place to settle, and they are used to living there, so they may not be willing to leave. ”

Chrysanthemum praised: "That's good." I've been thinking about this for a long time, and I'm busy right now. ”

The two discussed it again, then put it away, and Huaizi washed the vegetables and cooked under the guidance of Chrysanthemum.

At noon, when Zhang Dazhuan and his family came to the house, they heard that Zhang Yang had done well in the exam this time, and they couldn't help but smile.

Zhang Dazhuan said happily: "This kid, look at his ability, he will definitely come home very much." Damn, we can't praise him, save him from cocking his tail. But his mouth was cracked to the base of his ear, and he didn't know what it tasted like when he ate it.

He struck the bowl with chopsticks, and said impatiently: "Who has the leisure to mind his business?" I can't be idle when I look at the chrysanthemums! Chrysanthemum, it doesn't matter if you eat more today-Huaizi is back, let him accompany you to pick peaches in the afternoon, just the event, I am relieved to have him with you. After eating, you take a nap. Didn't Yunying say that he wanted to help us make dried peaches? Otherwise, these peaches are not easy to sell, and it is a pity to waste them, and they can be put away for a longer time when they are made into dried peaches, and they are still rare when they are tired of making a mouth! ”

Chrysanthemum and Huaizi nodded with a smile. The old couple was obviously happy in their hearts, but they pretended to be like no one else, and their expressions were like little babies, very cute.

Zhang Huai asked, "Doctor Yun can make dried peaches?" ”

Chrysanthemum nodded and said, "Well, she will make some things, and the tea and rice are also very good." When these peaches are ripe, the trees in our yard alone can harvest hundreds of catties, not to mention that there are so many outside. It's hard to sell - who hasn't planted a peach tree? She said that it would be better to help me make dried peaches and store them in the cellar to eat or sell them at home. Then there are plums and apricots. The cherries were less, and we ate them fresh. ”

He suddenly collapsed and said, "Where is there outside?" There were only a few trees left at the door, and no one was embarrassed to come and pick them. Chrysanthemums, Sensei planted peaches outside. Look at those people like bandits, they pick the peaches before they are ripe, and go home in baskets to pick them, which is more comfortable than picking fruits in their own homes. Pick it, pick it, and say some ready-made words that are not salty or light, saying why their sons and grandchildren have made great efforts to plant trees by the river, and they don't want to think about how many trees they planted? Most of them are willow trees, aren't they all planted by you? They are afraid that people will say that they will make up their own words and gag them, but people like you don't say a word, but they don't please them. ”

Huaizi frowned and said, "No wonder I saw that the peaches on those peach trees were all plucked." The trees outside never said they wouldn't be picked, why were they in such a hurry? Isn't it the same to wait until it's ripe and then pick? Pick so many raw ones and feed them to the pigs? ”

He said hatefully: "It's not that I'm afraid that I'll suffer a loss if I'm late, everyone, you pick it and I'll pick it, and if you can't eat it, you can send it to relatives and friends, and there are also those who are picked to sell." It's really distressing that such good peaches are picked before they are ripe, and some of the trees are torn off, which is simply thunderous. This was staring at the peach trees behind him again—the peaches tasted better than the ones before. ”

A few days ago, she met Liu Erniang and other daughters-in-law picking peaches, taking a big basket to pretend, seeing her passing by, deliberately shouted that this tree was planted a lot of iron pillars in her family back then, and said that the trees that grew on the side of the field and the river and the mountain were equivalent to wild peach trees, so everyone should pick them with confidence. It looks like Cheng Xinqi He - who doesn't know that this peach tree chrysanthemum has the most seeds? However, the other daughters-in-law were a little embarrassed and greeted He with a sneering expression.

Seeing that this mother-in-law was trembling again, He Shi was really unspeakably hateful, and she almost doubted whether the chrysanthemum helped Liu'er or not, and she didn't bother to pay attention to them and went home by herself.

Chrysanthemums are indeed a little unbearable - these people deserve to live a poor life, and the poor jingle gets along harmoniously, and they have to fight if they have a little interest.

She planted peach trees just for convenience, and she liked to see the beauty of peach blossoms everywhere and weeping willows everywhere, not for economic gain. The land is not your own at all, and even if you planted the tree, it cannot be considered your peach tree. However, just like He said, no one didn't let them pick peaches, so why did they put on that ugly face? It's annoying to listen to!

Seeing that her face was not good, Huaizi touched her back and comforted: "Sensei! I'll go back to the village chief, it's time to take care of it. Everyone discussed a way to come out and set up a rule, otherwise those trees would be blind, and maybe one day someone would cut them down for firewood, and it would be too late for you to plant them. ”

Chrysanthemum nodded, she still has to plant the tree, is it easy!

It is impossible for her to buy a large piece of wasteland to plant fruit trees, so the cost is also large, and she doesn't want to make a lot of money, so what is she doing with all that effort? This is different when you plant it easily, you don't need to spend money, you are not afraid of planting it, you don't have to worry about losing money, you can reproduce like the wild trees in the mountains, so that the environment you are in is becoming more beautiful day by day, and it is comfortable to look at.

Zhang Dazhuan sighed and said: "Mother-in-law, the mother-in-law is shallow-eyed, let's discuss it when we go back, and set a day for picking peaches, and you are not allowed to pick them until the day." ”

Zhang Huai nodded and said, "This is a method." In fact, everyone also wants to wait for it to be ripe before picking it, but just like my mother said, I am afraid that I will suffer a loss if I fall behind. You are better than me, I will fight you, and in the end Peaches will suffer. ”

After a while, Chrysanthemum took a nap, got up and picked all the ripe peaches in the backyard with Huaizi, picked them in baskets and went to the front yard, washed them and dried them. On the second day, under the command of Yunying, dig the peach pit, and then add herbs to boil, expose to the sun, and dry in the shade, and a series of processes come down to finally become a delicious dried peach that can be stored.

After finishing this, Huaizi helped Qin Feng plan the shop again, found a young man to take care of it, and specially helped collect the herbs, and hurriedly, it was time to plant the seedlings.

The Zheng family and the Zhang family naturally partnered to help each other, and the Zhao three family were two laborers, so they also piggybacked on him. Liu Yunlan and Shi Niang are responsible for cooking and feeding the pigs at home, and Chrysanthemum and Zhao Qing's task is to watch the two little milk babies.

She knows her own affairs, and she can't do it, so she just sits under the peach tree and accompanies the little gourd, teaching him to speak, even if he doesn't say anything, she nagging endlessly, and by the way, she teaches the little doll in her belly.

"The gourd, which is the tree, said to my aunt, 'The tree-,; It's a 'spoon,' let's eat eggs with a spoon. Gourd, look, my mother is cooking, shouting 'mother——,。 ”

She pointed to the tree in the courtyard for the gourd to recognize, raised the spoon in her hand to teach him to read it, and pointed to Liu Yunlan, who showed her figure at the kitchen door from time to time, and asked him to shout "Mother" and keep busy.

Although the gourd didn't speak, he turned his little head left and right with her movements, and his dark eyes kept turning in the direction of her fingers. The aunt and nephew sat face to face under the peach tree—the little gourd sat in the walker—but hearing a single word, a word, a sentence, or even a poem, echoed loudly in the courtyard, and there was a bit of a private school atmosphere, but there was only one student, no, two—there was still a mile in the stomach, and I didn't know if I listened attentively.

When the stone lady came over with her two children, the yard was lively. Compared with the quietness of the little gourd, the third baby of the Zhao family, Zhao Feng, is a grumpy and cries at every turn, which tosses his sister Zhao Qing badly.

This kid's name was also taken by his eldest brother, which made him escape the bad luck of being called Zhao San like his father. The hair on his head stood straight like pine needles, and it was not like the hair of a little gourd, and he often howled and sweated.

Chrysanthemum saw that Xiao Zhao Qing was gently shaking the simple small shaker, and gently persuaded his younger brother to pick him up and walk around twice if he didn't stop. It's just that Zhao Qing is only five years old, and after only holding him for a while, he felt that his hands were sore, and he hurriedly put him into the small wooden bed.

As soon as he left him, he began to cry and scream. made Zhao Qing revolve around him, shaking the rattle of the small gourd in his hand to tease him, and after a while, he grabbed a puppet and shook it in front of his eyes, and kept saying in his mouth: "Brother is good, sister has sore hands, I'm hugging you for a while, okay?" Look how fun this little pig is, babble-"

Chrysanthemum couldn't look past it, so she stepped forward to check the little thing, and everything was normal - no or pee, just coquettish crying, so that people could keep an eye on him.

She said to Zhao Qing: "Qing'er, you can't follow him like this, get used to a bad temper, and you will suffer in the future." I looked at him, there was nothing, he let him cry if he loved to cry. ”

Zhao Qing listened to Chrysanthemum's words, and hesitantly looked at the little milk baby crying sadly in the shaker, with a face full of unbearable. She was reluctant to let her brother cry all the time, she was really a qualified young lady.

Chrysanthemum pulled the little girl to sit down in front of her, and said distressedly: "You yourself are still young, so accommodating him must exhaust you to death." Whose baby do you see want to be hugged all day long? If you are so squeamish, you must not starve to death. If it weren't for you, your mother would have thrown him in a tub or tied him to his back, who would have kept coaxing him? You see, let's ignore him, he will cry for a while, and he will naturally stop. Don't worry, there won't be a problem, didn't Sister Yunying help him see it, saying that he is very strong, and it's not a big deal to cry for a while. ”

Zhao Qing thought that he was tired, relaxed his nerves and sat down, saw the little gourd stretching his neck, staring at the crying younger brother curiously, and said enviously: "Sister Chrysanthemum, the little gourd is really sensible, and he doesn't say a word." ”

Chrysanthemum whispered to her, "Let's turn your brother's bad habit around these days." From now on, you go over and let him see, and let's not talk and see how long he can cry. Come, sit farther away. ”

So the two of them closed their voices, quietly moved the bench out of Zhao Feng's line of sight, and snickered with gestures; Seeing that they suddenly stopped talking, the little gourd kept pointing and pointing, and was very surprised, and grinned. However, even if they laugh, people laugh silently, and they won't laugh like Zhao Feng. Chrysanthemum thinks this little nephew is really cool.

As a result, Zhao Feng's cry continued to echo in the courtyard.