Auntie didn't expect that the pregnancy would be told by Yan Wo.

She touched her abdomen and let out a soft "um".

"It's such a big thing, why don't you hide it, the little guy in your belly is in need of nutrition, and you can't eat wild vegetables and coarse bran with us." After my grandmother said this, she suddenly remembered that a few days ago, Xiaomei had mentioned that Xiaojiu didn't need to go to Muramasa's house to learn to read and write, and kept the flour for her family to eat.

Maybe she wanted to tell herself the news at that time, but she was interrupted by herself.

"Xiaojiu's young learning still has to continue, and I will find a way to do the rest." Grandmother said.

"How can I let my mother worry, I will also find a way, I will not starve my own mother-in-law and children." Uncle Yan Zhongyan gritted his teeth with a painful face, and sold the wine he bought back at a discount.

Yan Jiu broke free of his aunt's hand covering his mouth, and the batter on his mouth was suddenly wiped on his face, and his aunt retracted her hand in disgust, but he reminded crisply: "Uncle, don't pretend, grandmother already knows where you hid the wine." ”

Yan Zhongyan was instantly dumbfounded.

"How is it possible, I hide so secretly, every time I drink it...... I've made sure that no one has seen it......"

As he spoke, the corner of his eye suddenly swept to the nest.

The little milk dumpling was staring at him and grinning.

He reacted suddenly.

He just confirmed that no "people" saw it, but he couldn't confirm that no "ghosts" saw it.

Don't guess, it's definitely the little girl's secret.

"It's not early, what are you still doing in a daze, send the wine to the village first." The grandmother stared at her uncle with an angry face, and warned: "What are you staring at Wowo, if you dare to scold Wowo, believe it or not, I will pick it up for you!" It's not okay to scold in your heart!! ”

Yan Wo: (≖ᴗ≖)✧

The uncle raised his hand in surrender.

"How dare I, I'll send a little wine out."

Yan Zhongyan picked up Yan Jiu and almost left the courtyard as if he were running away, ran out a few steps, and ran back.

"I didn't come back to scold Wowo, I didn't take the cloth bag of the wine, I took it and left." Hurriedly entered the room, and soon grabbed a sewn cloth bag and hurried out, for fear that he would be taught a lesson by his grandmother if he stayed.

Grandmother looked at Bai Wenlin: "Wenlin, have you really decided?" ”

"Auntie, don't persuade me, when Zhongyan comes back with a little wine, I will go to the mountains with him to cut down trees." Bai Wenlin's tone was resolute.

Grandmother sighed and said to Xiaomei: "You take the meat brought by Wenlin to the kitchen, set aside a big piece to eat at night, and the rest are marinated with coarse salt, I will go out later to pull some wild garlic and fry the meat at night, you spread a little more cake, and then use the blood to eat and put some chili peppers to remove the fishy, Wenlin will eat it at our house from today on." ”

When Xiaomei heard that there was meat to eat at night, she suddenly said "hey" and wanted to twist the wooden barrel.

Grandmother hurriedly stepped forward and patted her hand: "In the future, you will do some light work, and if you can't move heavy things, you will wait for Zhongyan to come back and move them." ”

"Mother, I'm used to doing rough work, how can I be so delicate when I'm pregnant."

Wowo looked at the picture in front of him with satisfaction.

In the previous life, when Yan Wo was very young, her parents died in a car accident, and her relatives kicked her around like a ball.

Although the crossing is unsatisfactory, the family is poor and white, and she still sells coffins, but the bond between her family makes her feel warm in her heart.

At this moment, Yan Wo decided.

In addition to improving her own standard of living, she also has to protect this hard-won family affection.

At this moment, Grandma Hui's voice came from the hairpin on her head.

"Wowo, there are people outside, someone is carrying an old hen, someone is wringing eggs, it should be the one Wenlin said asked for paintings."

Wowo immediately went to the house with his little short legs, moved a stool out, and put it at the gate of the courtyard.

Bai Wenlin looked at the stool beside his legs, and only felt that the little milk bag was sensible and caring.

"Thank you, ......"

Before the second "nest" could be spoken, Yan Wo stretched out his little arm and lifted the bench again, and ran to the west side to put the bench down.

Bai Wenlin: Not for (-_-) me?

He stared at Yan Wo in confusion, and saw that Yan Wo found a few wooden sticks of similar thickness in the remaining wood for making the coffin, touched a few nails, and a few hammers fell, and a simple easel was erected.

She climbed onto the stool by herself in two or two and sat down in a proper manner, like the shopkeeper he met when he used to apply for a job in the bookstore, and everything was performance.

At the same time, there was a shouting with a smile outside the courtyard gate.

"Aunt Liu, are you at home?"

"Aunt Liu, my sister wants your family to do me a favor."

The countryman saw that the courtyard door was open, so he walked straight in.

When Bai Mei heard the movement, she stretched out half of her body from the kitchen to look at the noisy crowd in the direction of the courtyard gate, and was immediately stunned.

Their family is in the coffin business,

Usually, these village neighbors take a detour when they see them, and they don't want to talk to them, let alone carry things to the door.

After she married Yan Zhongyan, even her mother's family had this attitude.

The clothes she sewed with her own hands, her younger brothers and sisters would burn them directly, saying that her clothes were made for the dead to wear, and the living were wearing bad clothes, and her father and mother told her: Don't come back if it's okay, every time you come back, it's like urging us to die.

Her mother's family is like this, you can imagine how deserted it is in front of the Yan family.

But now, the neighbors in the village are swarming to block her mother-in-law, saying good things, and the noisy noise makes Bai Mei feel like a dream, and she can't help but fall her eyes on the little milk ball carved in pink.

She knew that it was because of Wowo that changed all this.

"Auntie, I'm also here to ask Wowo for help. I don't have any good things at home, a few eggs laid by the old hen, you take them and boil them for the nest to eat. ”

"After my father-in-law saw the portrait of Aunt Hui that day, he was sick when he went back, and when I asked, I knew that I remembered my mother-in-law who had passed away for many years, and I couldn't be a daughter-in-law who couldn't just look at him haggard, so I could only come to the door with a cheeky face, please draw a portrait of my mother-in-law, and my old hen should be regarded as a reward......

"Aunt Liu, you also know that my distant son drowned in the pond, although now I have given birth to a second one, I still can't forget the picture when Yuan'er's grandmother called my mother. Aunt Liu, when Yuan'er died, Wowo hadn't been born yet, and I didn't know if I could paint it, so you let Wowo give it a try. ”

"I just dug some sweet potatoes at home, I gave a basket over, steamed for the children to eat or cooked porridge is very full, Aunt Liu, please, I really want to go far away."

"And my sister Liu, the one in my family fell off a cliff and died while collecting medicine, and it's been many years......"

Yan Wo sat on the bench, his calves stepped on the horizontal bar, his legs were curled, his chin was propped up on his knees, and his cheeks were waved to the left, and the right was drummed for a while.

Tsk, why didn't anyone come to her?

It seems that in modern times and in ancient times, it is necessary to obtain the consent of a guardian when doing great things.

Just as I was thinking about it, I heard the commotion suddenly fall silent.

She lifted her eyelids, her amber eyes swept over, and she saw her grandmother smiling kindly, looking at her.

"Since you are looking for a portrait of Wowo, then it is up to her to decide whether to draw it or not."

Wowo straightened up in an instant: ...... 〈( ̄) ̄)〈Yes, come to me, the guardian agreed.]