First bring the chickens and ducklings home, and then lead the old cattle into the cowshed and tie them up, and then go back again.

At this time, Wang's father and Wang's mother also came back for a while, and Wang's father was lying on a homemade long wooden chair, holding a pampa fan in his hand and fanning the wind.

Wang Ma prepared lunch, which was a wild vegetable picked up on the road, blanched in boiling water, sprinkled with coarse salt and a little chili flour, and served.

At the same time, a pot of boiled rice was also put up, so that Wang Ma would not get used to the two of them and add rice by herself.

Wang Xiaocong touched his nose and skillfully picked up the bowl and started to dry after finishing the meal.

Dad Wang snorted, as if he smelled the aroma, and sat up with a bang, and his soft appearance suddenly disappeared.

Although it was just a simple blanched wild vegetable, Wang Xiaocong and Wang's father and mother were very happy to eat.

Wang Xiaocong heard his father and mother talk about the more primitive Wangjiaao, everyone still didn't know that those things in the water in the ground could be eaten, some ate indiscriminately to death, and some didn't dare to eat and starved to death.

And in the primitive paddy fields, there are a lot of leeches or something, and biting it is called miserable.

This is actually nothing, the key is that the main staple food, rice, is very difficult to feed, and the yield is very scarce, so most of the people are hungry and have skin and bones left.

Over the years, I have slowly communicated with the outside world, and I have come to excellent rice, and I have long been accustomed to and even dealt with all kinds of dangers in the paddy fields, so that everyone in Wangjiaao can eat enough.

And years of attempts, the people of Wangjiaao have a systematic concept of what can be eaten, so that there will be no situation of eating dead people.

In addition, the wild vegetables are abundant, and even if you don't eat specially grown vegetables, you can live with them.

Therefore, throughout the year, perhaps the most common meal in the whole Wangjiaao is a handful of wild vegetables and yellow rice mixed with rice and bran.

There are also many varieties of wild vegetables, and you won't get tired of eating them in exchange, and you can live a delicious life.

After a satisfying lunch, I took a nap at home to avoid the scorching sun, and then woke up to start weaving bamboo.

Knowing the squeak, the air was very hot and dry, and after a while, his face was covered with sweat.

The small freshly baked bamboo baskets were also neatly placed around them, showing their achievements this afternoon.

"Ding, task one, weaving bamboo, the number of people is three, the degree of completion is fifty-five, the quality is forty-two, the ordinary is ten, the inferior is five, and the weaving experience is rewarded fifty."

This is the result of Wang Xiaocong's afternoon, except for yesterday's, today there are a total of 22 high-quality products, five ordinary, and two inferior products.

Among them, Wang Xiaocong completed the production of a high-quality bamboo basket for the first time, and the speed of progress made Wang's father and mother jaw-dropping.

In just two days, Wang Xiaocong has reached a veteran who has been immersed in this way for several years.

A hot afternoon passed so happily, and in the evening I helped my father and mother feed the pigs, dogs, chickens and ducks, and as for the old cow, I ate for a morning, and I didn't have to feed it this night.

After picking up the livestock, the sun was setting, and it was already dark.

By the end of dinner, the dimmer sky was filled with stars and a faint shadow of a full moon.

The temperature drops rapidly tonight, and a cool breeze blows through.

After the family returned the chickens, ducks and dogs to the cage after the scorching heat, they carried a wooden bench and a pampa fan to the dirt dam with a comfortable face.

On the other side, the second uncle's family also came out to blow a cool breeze, in addition to the second uncle and the second aunt, there is also Wang Xiaocong's cousin.

Seeing Wang Xiaocong, Wang Luoluo's cousin grinned at Wang Xiaocong, with warmth and kindness.

Cousin Luo has a somewhat handsome appearance, and even a little obscene appearance, but he is a really enthusiastic person, and the whole Wang Jiaao does not dislike him.

Wang Xiaocong also vaguely heard that it seems that the little girl in a certain col has boldly pursued Cousin Luo, who knows that Cousin Luo has an unscrupulous appearance, but in fact he has a silver-like pewter gun head, and he is still hiding from other girls.

As soon as Wang Erbo saw Wang Xiaocong, he felt sulky in his heart for no reason.

In the past few days, my son has gone out to help, and he left in the moonlight before dawn.

I didn't have much to do, so I got up a little late.

As a result, as soon as he went out and bumped into this kid, he was buried in a pit after a few jokes, called every day, called the earth not spiritual, and was beaten up by his daughter-in-law.

Tsk, that's a terrible word.

So when I saw Wang Xiaocong at this moment, my eyes were not good, and the murderous aura was overflowing.

Wang Xiaocong hadn't spoken yet, Dad Wang's eyebrows were raised, but he was the first to fire, "Second child, what are you looking at, envy my son for being more handsome than you?" ”

Wang Erbo rolled his eyes and said angrily: "You ask this little rabbit cub about the good things he did." ”

The mother's eyes flashed, glanced at Wang Erbo and Wang Xiaocong, and pouted: "Why did my good son provoke you?" Let's listen to it, if you can't say one, two, three, four, five, be careful that I accuse you of slander and leave you a bottom in the col. ”

Uncle Wang's face turned red, how can you say that he was buried by your son and was miserable by his daughter-in-law?

If it gets out, his old face won't be gone!

At this time, Wang Xiaocong said innocently: "Actually, it's nothing, it's just that when I went to graze, I chatted with the second uncle, and he said that the second aunt didn't even dare to put a fart in front of him at home." ”

Suddenly, the two women present had black faces, Wang Ma glared at Wang Erbo fiercely, and the second aunt's fingers pinched Wang Erbo's waist twice.

Wang Erbo's eyes widened, and he looked at Wang Xiaocong sadly and angrily, "You little ghost, you have a black heart!" ”

Wang Xiaocong smirked as always, I'm stunned, don't pay attention to me.

Dad Wang glanced at Wang Xiaocong, laughed, and said in his heart that this kid digs pits and buries people, pretending to be a set.

At the same time, Cousin Luo moved the bench early and ran to sit next to Wang Xiaocong, otherwise the murderous face of the second aunt would not be good.

Cousin Luo stretched out his head and smiled beside Wang Xiaocong: "Your heart is really dirty, you come and go, my father has been put into eighteen by his mother, and his family status is more and more worrisome." ”

Wang Xiaocong looked at his cousin strangely, what do you say? Why don't I understand?

Brother Luo's face is full of black lines, hehe, interesting!

After a gag, the two families got together, chatted and farted, and set up a dragon gate array, and the small life was comfortable.

The sky was completely darkened, and the cool breeze blew tighter and tighter, slowly washing away the heat of the recent days, in exchange for a thorough coolness.

The branches of the trees near and far swayed gently, and the leaves made a soft sound like a night march.

The moon and stars, which had already shown their traces, suddenly seemed to be shrouded in a black veil and burrowed into the depths of the dim night sky.

The wind was blowing noisily, and the sound of frogs and insects was silent at this moment, as if welcoming a great baptism.

Dad Wang sighed: "I'm afraid the rain won't be too light tonight, the summer rain is the most cool and infiltrating, and the accumulated hot air will be scattered when it rains, and it will be a refreshing day for half a day." ”

Uncle Wang glanced at Wang's father and said disdainfully: "Yo, it's quite poetic, the third child, you are going to be a poet......

Dad Wang ignored it, heheda, the second cynical one, is it abnormal to be cleaned up by his daughter-in-law?

"Shut up, you just owe it!" The second aunt said angrily.

Wang Erbo's face was dumbfounded, and his cousin Luo was hiding a hehe smile behind Wang Xiaocong, and he seemed to be very interested in his father's deflatedness.

Wang Xiaocong quietly moved around, and happened to show the smiling face of his cousin Luo in front of Wang Erbo's eyes.

The corners of Wang Erbo's mouth grinned, and a dangerous light appeared in his eyes, while Wang Xiaocong smiled silently and made a note in Wang Erbo's heart.

Heheda, unlucky boy, look at how I find an opportunity to pick you up!

Cousin Luo was speechless, glanced at Wang Xiaocong in a choked manner, and muttered: "I treat you as a brother, but you treat me as a peach, this hatred is not shared!" ”

Wang Xiaocong smiled stupidly, what do you say? Why can't I understand?

Alas~

Suddenly, the two families suddenly had some common hatred, and seemed to squint at Wang Xiaocong a few times.

Wang Xiaocong's heart trembled, Mom, I made everyone angry.

Immediately, Wang Xiaocong instantly became much more well-behaved, did not interject, did not collude, did not fall into the well, did not poke and poke black hands, black feet and black mouth, and was a promising teenager.

Suddenly, the whole atmosphere was inexplicably much better, silently enjoying the freshness before the rain.

After staying for half an hour again, the air gradually became moist, and the cool breeze was already tinged with a faint dampness.

"Boom~"

A muffled thunder exploded in the sky, thunderbolts and thundersnakes meandered past, and the sky was mighty, making people unconsciously produce infinite awe of nature.

"Let's go, the summer rain is cold, the night rain is smooth, tomorrow will definitely be a good day......"

Everyone moved the benches, went back to their homes, and prepared for bed.

The whirring wind is blowing, coupled with the symphony of rain and leaves, tonight is a good night's sleep, and tomorrow's work will give birth to more strength.

The doors and windows are tightly closed, and the house is made of mud and grass, but it is solid.

Anyway, in Wang Xiaocong's years, whether it is a storm or a light snow, I haven't heard of a collapse and destruction, which may be regarded as a magical place in Wangjiaao......

After cleaning up, as soon as I lay down, the crisp sound of a shower of rain hitting the plantain was squeezed through the window crack, ding ding dong, popping and popping, so lively.

But in this bustle, it seems to have a sense of tranquility, which makes people unconsciously immersed in it and slowly enter a beautiful dreamland.