"Mother, it seems to be mooing, what's wrong with it?"

"We'll have to check it out." Shen Yingyue put down the little black ghost head and took his hand and walked towards the cowshed.

In the cowshed, the little calf named Moo Moo by Liang Jing was crying one after another, and it turned out that the hay that was going to be given to it was gone. They didn't have cattle before, so they didn't have much hay at home, and the few hay they had were given by the uncle who sold the cows.

"Mother, Moo Moo is hungry, shall we go find food for him?"

"Okay." Shen Yingyue looked outside and said faintly.

The weather is getting colder and colder, and when it comes to the depths of winter, the snow covers the mountains, and it may be difficult to even go out.

No matter how dark Liang Jing's belly is, he is still just a little kid in the end, and when he saw Shen Yingyue agreeing, he danced happily.

"Let's go, go find something to eat for Moo, Moo Moo, wait, let's go find something to eat for you, follow my father, you are the luckiest calf in the world!" After Liang Jing finished mooing, he first ran to the firewood room to carry the basket of grass.

Shen Yingyue and Liang Hanchu looked at the child and smiled, then untied the rope that tied the moo and pulled it out of the cowshed.

Liang Jing happened to come out of the firewood room, dragging a large basket that was almost taller than him.

"Dad, mother, how did you pull moo out?"

"It hasn't eaten enough, so I'll take it out for some more. And we're going to find its rations for this winter, and it's going to have to do it itself, right? ”

"Yes, my father just taught me today, you can't always think about sitting back and enjoying your success, how much you give, how much you can gain. The same goes for cows. After Liang Jing finished speaking, he dragged the big basket back to the firewood room.

Shen Yingyue glanced at Liang Hanchu.

"You're going to teach him that."

"How can you do it if you don't teach? You always say that I will teach him to be a little fox, and you can't be a fox without reason. ”

"Brother Chu, you are really a qualified father."

"Whether it's qualified or not, you won't know until you have more children?" Liang Hanchu took advantage of Liang Jing's failure to come out, and pressed his hand on Shen Yingyue's abdomen, as if there was really a child there.

Shen Yingyue pushed his hand away.

"It's not serious, hurry up and tie up the ox cart, this time I have to pull more hay back."

"Okay." Liang Hanchu tied the ox cart to Moo's body, and then went back to get an axe, a flat pole and a few ropes, and the family set off together.

They came back with more stalks and made rations for Moo.

There is no shortage of grain stalks in the village, and when the next sowing season comes, the villagers will burn the excess stalks. In the season after the wheat harvest or after the millet is harvested, it is common for the countryside to burn wheat stalks, and it is common to burn the stalks in the sky.

So bring the extra stalks home, and no one will say anything about her, and maybe thank them.

The family assigned the task, Shen Yingyue and Liang Jing went to tie up the grain stalks that other people's families didn't want and put them on the ox cart, and Liang Hanchu was chopping firewood on the mountain near the mother and daughter.

Winter is coming, and when it snows, you can't go up the mountain to cut firewood, so you have to store some more. At that time, not only boiling water to cook rice will be used, but also burning kang when it is cold, and there will be a lot of firewood consumed.

Shen Yingyue pulled the ox cart to the edge of the field and began to bundle grain stalks with Liang Jing. Just tied a bundle, Wang, Gui Niang, Xiaoshan and Xiaoyu came.