"It's time for the second batch of breaks, and it's time to assemble!"

Yuan Youwei re-tightened the marching pot, put it in the crack of the stone, and re-invested it with Yuan Lijia in the project of transporting earth.

By the time the school bell rang, everyone was sweating.

Back in the classroom, everyone put on their school bags and left the school with their own farewells.

Everyone was tired from the labor class, so the afternoon band-jumping was canceled.

Yuan returned home again, and Yuan Xinlan greeted him.

Seeing her niece's face flushed red, Yuan Xinlan felt distressed, "Youyou, are you tired?" ”

Yuan waved his hand slightly, "It's okay, it's just that your hands are sore." ”

The weight of the soil was greater than she expected, so her arms were a little too hard.

She has never done heavy work, and she is not very adaptable.

Yuan Xinlan took her niece's schoolbag and took the dustpan again, "The water is hot, put it in the bath room for you, go take a shower, and eat after washing." ”

Yuan shook his arm slightly, nodded and went to the bath.

When the stone house was first built, Youwei's father built a small room at the end of the south side of the house, which was used as a bathhouse.

Later, Wei's father got a plastic bucket and faucet, and made a set of bathing equipment in the bathhouse.

He built a table in the middle of the bathhouse, put a plastic bucket, burned a hole in the bottom of the side of the plastic bucket, and installed a faucet.

Pour the water into the plastic bucket, and then unscrew the faucet, and the water will come out, which is convenient and hygienic.

Most of Yuan Youwei's memories of this father were learned from Yuan Xinlan's mouth.

He was an extremely intelligent man who had been coming up with a lot of ideas since he was a child.

Yuan climbed on the tiptoe stool slightly, turned on the faucet, and poured warm water on his body.

Every time she takes a bath, she has to thank her own father.

Than to scoop water for showering, this way of showering is so convenient!

After taking a shower, the fatigue of the whole body seems to have disappeared.

Yuan Youwei soaked his dirty clothes in the laundry pool by the well, and Yuan Xinlan had already propped up the dining table on the cement platform.

"Youyou, it's time to eat!"

Yuan walked over while wiping his hair, and there was an eggplant, an egg, and a bowl of salted dried fish on the table.

"It's so late, why are you still washing your hair? How do you sleep if you don't dry it later? ”

"I sweated, my head itched to death, and it was so hot, and there was a little wind, and it dried out in a while."

After eating, Yuan Youwei carried a stool to the old willow tree at the entrance of the commissary.

While drying his hair, he silently memorized the Chinese texts.

Yuan Liyun carried a small basket and took Yuan Lijia to visit again.

Yuan Lijia ran into the commissary with a familiar car and moved two small stools out.

Yuan Liyun took advantage of the electric light at the entrance of the commissary and began to sort out the shells in the small basket.

Yuan Lijia put the stool next to Yuan Youwei and held a red rope in her hand.

"Youwei, let's turn over the flower rope."

Yuan finished reading the last sentence of the text in silence and looked back at her, "Okay." ”

Yuan Lijia happily put on the red rope and made a starting trick.

Compared with jumping rubber bands, the memory of turning the flower rope is more profound for Yuan Youwei.

Although it was a little rusty at first, it didn't take long for me to become proficient.

Yuan Lijia's technique is obviously very ordinary, and if she doesn't turn over a few, she can't solve Yuan Youwei's tricks.

After scratching her ears and cheeks for a while, Yuan Lijia could only give up, "Don't play, don't play." ”

Yuan smiled again and said, "Is there any red rope?" ”

Yuan Liyun, who counted the shell, took out a red rope from his pocket, "Well, there's another one here." ”

Yuan Lijia took it and asked Yuan Youwei, "What are you going to do?" ”