"Grandpa, uncle, I'll go back and make lunch, and you will come back for dinner in a while."

Before leaving, Xin'er shouted loudly to the two of them as if nothing had happened before.

In the end, without waiting for the two to speak, he went back with the sickle.

Looking at the back of her leaving, the father and son of the Ding family stopped for a moment before continuing the movements in their hands.

"Before I knew it, this kid had grown so big."

Yimu sighed to Old Man Ding while threshing.

"Yes, I've grown up, and my mind has become heavier."

Old man Ding nodded approvingly, this kid is too different from before.

"Dad, do you have something on your mind?"

Ichiki heard something else from this, so he asked suspiciously.

“……”

Old man Ding didn't speak, Yimu waited for a long time without waiting to answer or ask, just said: "Dad, you can't say that, it's not easy for their brother and sister to have so many things happen in the past two years." ”

Yes, without parents one after another, who can remain the same at all.

“……”

Old man Ding still didn't speak.

Yimu stopped talking, and the sound of "bumper and bumper" threshing remained in the father and son fields.

"Kazuki, don't mention that incident in the future."

Suddenly, Old Man Ding said something without a beginning or an end, and he said all the words.

"Dad, what's the matter?"

"In the future, let their brothers and sisters live by themselves, you just need to watch more, alas!"

Old man Ding sighed deeply, if you don't want to, you don't want to, it's okay for them to watch from the sidelines, but fortunately, Youyi's child is also twelve, and she will be able to stand up in two years.

"Dad, you weren't ...... before"

Kazuki understood what he meant, and was speechless in surprise, his father didn't mean this before, why did he suddenly say such a thing.

……

Old Man Ding stopped talking, and the atmosphere fell silent again.

Suddenly, Yimu seemed to have thought of something, and raised his head in surprise to look at Old Man Ding.

"Dad, isn't it ......?"

Kazuki didn't want to say any more for a while, it was already obvious to see his father like this.

He didn't know whether to be happy or sad, and he didn't have to quarrel with his daughter-in-law anymore, but he always felt a little sour in his heart, he was sincere to the two children, but they ......

That's it, that's it, since they don't want to, forget it, just like his father said, just take care of it more in the future, anyway, they are all in the same village, and they don't live far away, if there is anything, they will help the village more, and they will not let their brothers and sisters live too badly.

These days, he is not without burdens in his heart, and he is also aware of the situation at home, and Zhang's nagging in his ear every day also makes him stressed.

He is also difficult, on the one hand, he doesn't want to make his own nephews and nieces sad, and he doesn't want to quarrel with his wife every day, as well as several children at home.

It's not that he doesn't know that Youcheng is going to say kiss, and if the two nephews and nieces follow them, it may affect him to say kiss.

However, he couldn't be reluctant to let the two fatherless children live on their own, and with his father and mother telling him their worries, he couldn't be ruthless.

Actually, it's okay, it's good for everyone, he told himself in his heart.

At noon, Xin'er came to call them when she was ready.

"Brother, grandpa, uncle has eaten, let's do it after eating."

Before Xin'er reached the field, she let go of her voice and shouted loudly.

Lunch was very simple, just four dishes, but the amount was sufficient, and it was enough for a few of them to eat.

"Xin'er, did you do all this yourself?"

Seeing the dishes on the table in the middle of the hall, the old man couldn't help but ask.

"Well, grandpa, don't be stunned, let's eat quickly, the food should be cold in a while."

Xin'er didn't care, these dishes were already familiar to her, and they were just a little more than before.

Looking at what Xin'er said was light and light, Old Man Ding felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, after all, this child has just turned eight years old now, if it weren't for ......, she should still be the pampered daughter of her parents.

"Dad, don't be stunned, eat, you still have to work after eating."

Yimu looked at Old Man Ding sitting there motionless, then touched his arm and said.

"Well, okay, eat, eat."

After Old Man Ding moved the first chopsticks, the others at the table moved the chopsticks one after another.

A few people were also really hungry, and they put vegetables into the bowl with big chopsticks and gulped the food into their mouths.

Seeing them eat so deliciously, Xin'er was very happy.

Of the four dishes, there wasn't much left in the end, but there was a little left over from each of them.

Looking at the mess on the table, I rested for a moment before I started to clean up, and I didn't want the boiled cabbage, and the rest was brought back to the kitchen to be saved, and I kept it for the evening.

In the afternoon, Xin'er didn't go to the field again, and dried the millet at home alone.

She is not very good at drying grain, she just does what her mother did at the beginning.

Drying millet is not a delicate job, and after it is slowly ripe, the heart has free time to do other things.

She is alone at home, in fact, she does not have much free, drying grain, preparing things needed for dinner, looking for pig food, and the afternoon is over.

There is still a lot of meat left in the pig that Wang killed when he was doing a funeral, and they have raised the pig hearts at home very well, although they have only been raised for three or four months, but there are also about 100 catties, and they are not eaten tightly with meat, and they can still be left.

Harvesting grain is not an easy job, and at night Xin'er also fried a meat, and the dishes are similar to those at noon.

In one day, only one of the two acres of the Ding family's land was confiscated in size, and when the old man Ding said that they would help harvest it tomorrow.

There were only two or three points left, and she wanted to say that they would just take it themselves, but when she thought of the morning's events, she moved her mouth and still didn't say anything.

After eating, Youcheng and Youxin went back by themselves, but Old Man Ding, father and son, did not leave, sat on the weir and looked at the millet still drying in the yard and gossiped.

It was dark, Xin'er and Youyi took a broom and shovel and started to collect the millet in the yard dam to the weir, afraid that the rain at night would wet the millet, and the weather was completely unpredictable at this time, just like people often say that the three faces often appear.

The weir has also been cleaned up a long time ago, and the mat has also been laid, so there is no need to worry about anything else.

Yimu and Old Man Ding wanted to help, but the brother and sister insisted on letting them rest, but they didn't agree, so they could only watch from the sidelines.

Today, I harvested a total of five picks of millet and came back, and when I went to the water, the brother and sister quickly finished harvesting.

"Okay, it's almost over, you two come and sit down for a while, don't be busy."

Old man Ding called them over to sit after they finished collecting it.

Xin'er thought that he had something to say to them, so she put down the broom and shovel and sat down on a stool.

Youyi was tired after a day's work today, and he sat on the stool and didn't want to move anymore.

"Grandpa, if you have something to say, my brother and I will listen carefully."

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