Later, this craft was passed on to Uncle Feng, that is, Feng Mingdong's father, relying on this craft, in this era of lack of food and clothing, the three rooms of the Feng family lived well in the entire Fengjia Village.

It's just—

Zhou Peiya doesn't like them.

When she first came back with Feng Yuxuan, she lived in that house with him for half a month, which was really insightful.

This big family, the old man who loves face and likes to be muddy, and the old lady who is patriarchal and picks the door.

The shrewd and favored good old man holds a book every day and thinks he is a cultural person, but he is just a sister-in-law who graduated from elementary school.

The third uncle who is as cowardly as an old scalper, but he is pungent but patriarchal in his eyes and never cares about the three female siblings in the family.

The selfish sister-in-law, the self-respecting old man who has been spoiled at a young age, the lifeblood of the old lady,......

In those days, every day passed like a singing.

It's true that you sang and we appeared, and there was no stop.

Zhou Peiya has a delicate temperament and a delicate body, she has been pampered since she was a child, and when she fled, she did not suffer because of her special skills, so she really couldn't eat the sour brush pot water with a rough throat, and she didn't like the messy environment.

Fortunately, Feng Yuxuan, the second child, is not close to his family, and they can't control Feng Yuxuan.

Feng Yuxuan directly took out some money and separated it from the three rooms of the Feng family.

Before returning to the army, he set up a house facing east and west at the foot of the mountain, which was a little far away from the village, but Zhou Peiya was quite satisfied, although there were beasts on the mountain, Feng Yuxuan knew his wife's ability, and he was not worried at all.

……

Let's talk about this time.

Just as Zhou Peiya thought.

Before they reached the small square of the brigade's granary, they were greeted by two children, one older and one young.

It is the third and fourth of the captain's family, twelve-year-old Feng Mingye and six-year-old Feng Ming'an.

Fengjia Village was formerly known as Wolong Village.

It is named after the Wolong Mountain Range that stretches for hundreds of miles behind the village.

But because of the destruction of feudal superstition after the founding of the People's Republic of China, Wolong Village responded to the call and changed its name to Fengjia Village, and Feng Liguo, the captain of the Fengjia Village Production Brigade, was the only one of Grandpa Feng's sons who survived.

Because of the captain of the production brigade and the cousin relationship between Feng Yuxuan's father Feng Yuxuan, Zhou Peiya has always been taken care of, and it is easy to go to work.

Fengjia Village is really not big, more than 50 households, more than 300 people, and at least 40 families are surnamed Feng.

"Second aunt, second aunt, Dad said that you and Mingdong were coming, it's true."

"Second aunt is going to ask a few of you little men to help."

Zhou Peiya smiled and nodded, and each of them stuffed a few pieces of candy.

One hundred and eighty pounds, so estimated that the next three and a half years old children will be divided, and she can take some more.

"Hee-hee."

The three children grinned around Zhou Peiya, as if they could help Zhou Peiya how happy it was.

And so it is.

For this second uncle who was taken home by the second uncle who was a soldier, they really didn't dare to approach at first. In their eyes, the people of the city have always looked down on them with mud legs.

They don't want to be looked down upon by others.

But after a long time together, they found ......