Wang Xiaocong seemed to have a sweet dream, with a faint smile on his cheeks in his sleep.

"Knock knock!"

Suddenly, there was an unhurried knock on the door.

"Satoshi, get up! Still sleeping? ”

"Really, you forgot what you were going to do today? The weeds in the bean field are almost up to my knees, so I have to clean up quickly, which is good in the morning, and when the weather is hot in the afternoon, I can't get much! ”

"Hurry up, get up for the old lady!"

This came in with a little vicissitudes and a rich woman's voice, accompanied by an increasingly rapid knock on the door, like a dense thunderclap.

"Well, I know, I'll get up right away." Wang Xiaocong responded in a daze.

"Hurry up, it's the same as your father, and now you haven't gotten up, if it weren't for my mother, you would all drink the northwest wind!"

The rich woman muttered in her voice, and walked away with the sound of muffled footsteps.

Wang Xiaocong lay on the bed, was silent for a while, and stood up, with a little cuteness on his face, sparrow dots on both cheeks, and a straight ninety-degree right angle on his upper body and legs.

Slowly, Wang Xiaocong's eyes showed clarity, and he snorted comfortably, with a smile full of life and vitality on his face.

"Another good day......

Propped himself up, tidied up, walked to the bed, opened the decal window, and the sound of clattering wood sounded.

It's a little harsh, but Wang Xiaocong has long been used to it, and even feels very kind.

As soon as the window opened, he was just quietly peeking into the golden sunlight in the window, and suddenly as if he had been called, one by one like cheerful children, hurriedly filling the whole room.

Bathed in the golden sun, I took a deep breath of the sneaky fresh air mixed with the bright sun, mixed with the fragrance of plants and trees, which instantly filled my heart and lungs, and the whole person was suddenly refreshed.

The chirping of birds cheered and cheered, and as far as the eye could see, the tip of a small house made of mud and brick looming in the morning mist.

Clusters of emerald greenery, glowing with a faint golden glow, spread all the way to the nearest place.

The houses gradually grew larger and more modest and simple.

From mud and brick houses to mud and wood houses, thatched houses, adobe houses and so on.

Wang Xiaocong looked at the remote, faint mud and brick houses, with a bit of longing, but also with a bit of freedom.

I looked at the tall, wanton growth of cow bamboo not far from the window, domineering into the blue sky.

Patches of white mist paddy fields rippled with microwave light farther down the mountain.

A mud path crewled and crept down a short distance from the house, like a shy girl.

On both sides of the path, there is a strong cow bamboo on one side, and a hill with a green low wood forest on the other.

"The years are so quiet,......" Wang Xiaocong sighed softly, and the fog of waking up completely disappeared under the baptism of the early morning.

"Satoshi! Satoshi! What are you still grinding at! Hurry out to eat, then go to work, want to be lazy, beware of the old lady breaking your legs! ”

The old lady's loud voice came in, with a wave of impatient anger.

"Come on, come on!" Wang Xiaocong hurriedly responded and hurriedly walked up.

The old lady is not easy to mess with, a family of three, the status is very ten, the old lady occupies nine points of nine, and the remaining 0.1 point of the father accounts for 0.099, and finally the 0.001 is Wang Xiaocong's.

It can be seen from this how wonderful Wang Xiaocong's happy life is.

Squeak open the wooden door, it is the largest hall in the house, only about ten square meters.

On the left side of the hall are two rooms, one is Wang Xiaocong's, about seven or eight square meters, just squatting down Wang Xiaocong alone.

The other room is a utility room, where some farm tools and miscellaneous items are piled up.

There is only one room on the right side, which is the room of Wang's father and mother, which is slightly larger than Wang Xiaocong's room, but it is about two square meters more.

At the corner on the right side of the hall leads to a small kitchen, from where the food of the family of three is all expected to be served.

At this moment, in the middle of the hall, there is a small square table with thick wood blackened, the surface is slightly uneven, and there is a small gap on the four sides from time to time, but fortunately, it does not have much impact.

Three rough wooden benches in the other three directions near the door.

The wooden stool is a little rough to sit on, and it will shake a few times from time to time, or the height of the four feet is different, or it has been used for too long, and the tenon and tenon groove have become loose.

However, Wang Xiaocong has already adapted, and this is not a big deal.

The meal is very rich, it seems that considering that today's task is a bit heavy, the old lady is very thoughtful in addition to the old pickles and porridge served for the daily breakfast, but also add a few pieces of old salted meat with a faint oil shine and dull color, which makes people have a kind of appetite for pleasure.

Wang Xiaocong and the old father glanced at each other, both showing a look of relief, the old lady/daughter-in-law was really thoughtful, and even took out the treasure of the town.

After seeing that I didn't sell a few more handfuls of strength today, I am sorry for her good intentions.

Wang Ma glared at the two of them unkindly, and said angrily: "Hurry up and eat!" Are you saying that this family doesn't have to do it? A pair of delicious and lazy men, sooner or later, I will either starve to death or sleep to death! ”

The two chicks nodded again and again as if they were pecking rice, and began to bury their heads in cooking.

At this time, you must not provoke the emperor who is in charge of the housekeeping, otherwise maybe the few pieces of meat that people ruthlessly threw away will be taken back, and the two of them will be dumbfounded.

This is not a joke, it is not without precedent, the incident that once sounded, until now the two of them are silently crying.

After eating honestly, the old lady cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks table, and the father walked into the utility room and took out the farm tools to be used.

The three old sickles, even if they are often sharpened, have very dull blades, but there is no extra money to replace them with new ones, so they can only be used.

Two large and one small back baskets, it is still considered to be in the past, there are ready-made bamboos in the back mountain of the house, and if they are broken, they can be repaired at any time, or they can be re-made up.

There is also a straw hat thrown in the back basket, which is to avoid the sun and can be used to shade the sun.

After packing everything up and facing the gradually thinning mist, the family of three walked towards the destination in straw sandals and burlap shirts.

The weather was nice these days, the dirt trail was not muddy, and it was smooth and easy to reach the bean seedlings and overgrown bean fields.

This is also a pot where the weather is too good, the crops grow fast, and the weeds do not show weakness, if they are not diligent in cleaning up some, it will not take a long time, it is a cheerful scene of "grass is full of beans and seedlings".

The weeds took up all the nutrients of the crops, and in the end, the owner could only cry without tears, and all the hard work was thrown in.

The bean field is not too far from the mud grass home, but the location is slightly higher.

Here, Wang Xiaocong can see through the fog that is still stubbornly persistent and stubborn, and sees the simple, but sheltered the family from the wind and rain.

A wave of satisfaction and warmth suddenly filled the heart.

Dad rubbed Wang Xiaocong a few times with his elbow, and gave Wang Xiaocong, who was a little stunned, several looks.

Wang Xiaocong looked at his father with a look of doubt.

Dad looked at himself and began to mow the grass.

At the same time, the old lady's loud voice seemed to pierce through the nine heavens, like a muffled thunder exploding in Wang Xiaocong's ears, and her brain was buzzing.

"Wang Xiaocong ————"

"The old lady didn't let you come to make you stunned! Hurry up and work, or go and get a daughter-in-law back, I'll let your daughter-in-law do it! ”

Wang Xiaocong came back to his senses in an instant, buried himself in hard work, and it was enough to have a familiar old lady at home to take care of him.

Take a daughter-in-law and let an unfamiliar daughter-in-law take care of it, wouldn't it be worse?

The old lady snorted angrily, and looked at the two of them unkindly, like the cold and ruthless overseers, squeezing their labor.

It is only an old lady in her thirties, because of her labor, like a woman in her forties and fifties, and the years and hardships have left a deep mark on her.

Originally, according to common sense, in the countryside and the countryside, there will be no shortage of young and old.

But in this Wangjiaao, there is an inexplicable mysterious phenomenon and a tradition that lasts for an unknown amount of time.

Every family will only give birth to one child, and then no matter whether you work hard or not, you will not give birth to a second child.

When the child takes his daughter-in-law, he will be kicked out of the independent door and work on his own.

As for the parents, when they still have a lot of strength, they will continue to live independently, and when the old ones have no strength, they will be supported by the entire Wangjiaao until the old people leave naturally one by one.

Maybe it's because of the inexplicable mysterious phenomenon of Wangjiaao, or maybe it's this ancient tradition, there has never been a situation where the villagers in the whole Wangjiaao have blushed.

Even if there is any contradiction, it will be resolved and reconciled quickly, and then we will meet again, all with a close smile, and there is no trace of the previous contradiction hurting the feelings.

However, these were all when Wang Xiaocong still had some strength to spare, as the sunshine gradually increased, the strength brought by the blunt knife mowing the grass quickly dried up, and a drop of sweat the size of a bean rolled down from Wang Xiaocong's forehead.

The salty sweat penetrated into the eyes, which was sour and hot, and it was very uncomfortable.

The two arms were cut by some live leaf weeds, and there were blood marks.

The palms of the two hands also began to rub gradually, and small bubbles appeared, and every time they exerted force, it was a painful ordeal.

Wang Xiaocong is still young, fourteen or fifteen years old, and he has only recently started to work more intensely with his parents, and the previous task is still relatively easy, so the calluses on his hands have not been completely formed, otherwise it will definitely not be so painful.

Of course, everyone has come from pain, and Wang Xiaocong naturally can't avoid this.

So in the past, Wang Xiaocong was most envious and distressed by his parents' calloused palms, and everything was very fast.

Dad Wang quietly approached Wang Xiaocong, glanced at the small bubble in Wang Xiaocong's hand, and said with some distress: "If you really can't do it, take a rest, and your mother will just talk about it, just take your time." ”

The old man's face was yellow and thin, and his face had both the simplicity of an old farmer and a little slippery.

But fortunately, it was this slippery situation that allowed him to survive under the old lady, otherwise the couple would probably have to fight every day, and there would be no family that seems to be relatively harmonious now.

Daddy muttered, and the movements in his hands were also carried out quickly, without the slightest delay.

And the old lady seemed to hear it, and she seemed to pretend not to hear, silently cutting the weeds.

Wang Xiaocong showed a pure smile, "Dad, don't worry, I'll get used to it after a while, let's cut it quickly, more people will work harder, and it's good to suffer less under the spicy sun in the afternoon." ”

Dad Wang sighed, looked at Wang Xiaocong's frowning brows from time to time, and in distress, he silently sped up his movements, and hurried to finish it, so that this kid would be less injured.

The sun is getting higher, the temperature is beginning to rise rapidly, the dense beads of sweat are even more cheerful, and a pair of eyes, bloodstained hands, and arms are all hot and painful.

However, the children and adults in the countryside have long been accustomed to this kind of thing and have enough stamina to persevere.

It was noon, and with the efforts of a family of three, the task of cutting weeds was completed ahead of schedule, so there was no need to come again in the afternoon, and you could find a little easier work to survive the spicy sun in the afternoon.

On the way back, Wang Xiaocong cung in his head.

"Ding, the system has been bound to ......"

Wang Xiaocong was stunned for a moment, scratched his head, shook his head again, with a little confusion in his eyes, as if nothing had happened, he honestly followed behind his parents, ready to go back to lunch, and then sleep for a while, it was time to prepare for the afternoon task.