Chapter 22 Borrowing Fishing Nets II

In the hot noon, the sun roasted the earth mercilessly like a fireball.

Roasting the people who are working hard in the field, roasting the flowers and grass in the field.

Liang Dayong wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "It's no problem to get the fish to you in the net, but the deposit, a few of us, to be honest, really can't make it up, the father and mother at home are in charge of it tightly, and this deposit is just to prevent the fishing net from being damaged, everyone is working in the field, and it is too late to destroy it, even if it is damaged, we will definitely pay for it, can we ...... it"

Song Huan shook his head, "The matter of the deposit cannot be waived, if you are afraid that I will not return the deposit, you can make a note." As for the ten cents, I believe you will be able to take it out soon, and if you have more nets and fish nets, you will sell them in the town, and then the money will naturally be earned, and then you will make up the deposit. ”

"I'm sure you'll pay if you really break it, but are the people who break it willing to pay for it? What should I do if I am not willing to pay? Do you need me to discuss with him then?

With all due respect, if that's the case, I'm going to break the fishing net, and it's better to argue with others, after all, I'm a girl's family, and once the elders intervene, how can I deal with myself?

I have no parents or elders, and I have a younger brother, who will help me administer justice when the time comes? Can you?

Besides, you two can't help the other partners, can you? If you were me, would you do the same as me? ”

"After all, we are all from the same village, I think about putting it away, so that the big guys can have more income and a good fate, everyone helps each other, and the relationship is slowly getting closer.

However, if something goes wrong, if there is trouble, and I have to make a fabric, I would rather not borrow, more than one thing is better than one less thing, our sister and brother are already too busy to take care of themselves, do you still have to rush to find trouble? ”

The two teenagers on the other side were speechless by Song Huan's words, in all fairness, Song Huan was right.

She's just insuring herself, protecting herself, things belong to others, and people have the right not to borrow, and the starting point is also for the good of the big guys, and then they are really a bit of a robber if they want to continue.

Although Liang Dayong is the king of children, after all, when it comes to money, he does not dare to be the master of everyone without authorization, and in the end, the two of them can only go down the mountain first.

Song Huan still wanted to keep people to eat, but who knew that these two ran so fast, and one turned around and slipped away, and she was embarrassed to blame them for working all morning in vain.

I'll talk about it later when I have a chance.

As soon as the two left, Fu Yuanzhi also came out, and he didn't come out again when he listened to the sound in the morning, he was reading a book.

Song Huan patted his brother on the back and sat down precariously, "Why do the two brothers go to work in the fields with you?" Did you ask for it? ”

Brother shook his head, "I want to help Sister A, pour water for my brothers and let them wait for Sister here, and I'll go out to pull weeds......"

Song Huan patted his brother's head, "There are guests at home, you can't be so rude, you know?" ”

Ah Di shook his head, not understanding, "What is faux pas?" Is it rude for them to wait here for Sister A, and it would be rude for me to pull the weeds? ”

Song Huan thought for a while, and said in another way, "Then think about it, if Sister Ah takes you to my brother's house, and my brother ignores us and lets us sit in the courtyard by ourselves, do you think it's okay?" ”

Ah Di thought about the scene described by Ah Di and shook his head, "Ah Di will be sad." ”

Song Huan nodded, "Yes, so Brother can't treat guests like this next time, you know?" ”

Ah Di nodded, "Okay!" ”

Song Huan asked again, "Why didn't Brother tell Sister Ah to get up?" ”

Ah Di bowed his head and did not speak.

Song Huan picked him up and sat on his lap, "Do you think Sister Ah is very hard and want Sister Ah to sleep more?" ”

Ah Di raised his face and glanced at Song Huan quickly, then immediately lowered his head and nodded weakly.

Song Huan hugged Ah Di tightly, and his forehead was against Ah Di's forehead, "Ah Di is very happy, Ah Di has always taken care of Ah Di and thought about Ah Sister, but Ah Di is willing to hear from other brothers and sisters that Ah Ah is a big lazy worm?" ”

Brother had tears in his eyes, and his milk voice was crying, "Sister is not lazy, Sister is working hard every day." ”

Song Huan gently wiped off the golden beans that Ah Di had fallen, "Yes, but others don't know." Eh, my brother doesn't cry, the golden beans have fallen. ”

Brother sniffed, rubbed the corners of his eyes with his small fist, teary eyes, and a milky voice, "Sister, Brother knows!" Can't let others misunderstand that Sister Ah is a big lazy worm. ”

Song Huan frowned, did she guide wrongly, didn't she focus on letting Ah Di treat the guests too rudely? How can you be so crooked that you can't let outsiders misunderstand that you are a big lazy worm?

Song Huan could only continue to ask, "Is there anything else?" ”

Ah Di sniffed and thought about it, and only after a moment did he say, "You can't leave your brothers alone in the courtyard and do their own work." ”

Song Huan exhaled, fortunately, Ah Di was smart, and the topic was reversed.

Song Huan kissed Brother on the cheek excitedly, "Brother is so smart!" ”

Ah Di instantly blushed and his ears red, and quickly climbed down from Sister A's lap, leaving a sentence "Sister is ashamed!" So he ran to his teacher.

Song Huan felt that he still had a sense of accomplishment in guiding the child to succeed for the first time, so he left the shy brother to cook in the kitchen while humming a little song.

Song Huan cut the sweet potatoes into cubes and cooked a pot of sweet potato porridge mixed with rice, which was sweet and glutinous and thick, warming the stomach.

After resting for a quarter of an hour after dinner, Song Huan put on the hat and carried the hoe out of the yard to clear the wasteland.

At noon, Ah Di needs to take a nap, Fu Yuanzhi washed the dishes and chopsticks, followed Ah Di to take a nap, and only after an hour did he start today's study.

The window lattice next to Song Huan's bed was supported by a fork rod, and the dry breeze blew straight in.

Fu Yuanzhi and Ah Di taught and learned, reading and following, reciting and fingering, slowly immersed their voices in the wind, gradually merging, and the dryness gradually cooled down.

In a small courtyard in the mountains and forests, the people outside the courtyard sweat like rain, and the people in the courtyard read aloud.

Song Huan drank all the water from the teapot, carried the empty pot into the kitchen and filled it, and when he passed the water tank, he poured water on his face with both hands, and the heat was dispersed.

The sun is really strong, but it can only be done when the weather is good, and it is not easy to dig when the ground is frozen hard in winter, but fortunately it is not particularly wide, just a zhang, and it is good to work hard for a while.

Song Huan hoeed and stopped, although the sweat flowed, he was also leisurely in his busyness, and when he was tired, he sat in the shade of the tree to enjoy the coolness, drank tea, put the hat at hand, and could draw it in every move, making "Farming in the Mountains".

What Fu Yuanzhi saw when he came out was this scene, his fingers moved slightly, if there was paper, he also wanted to draw this scene.

Song Huan's work does not have the oppressive feeling of the villagers.

How to describe it?

The people in the village were always tired and had a bitter face, and there were few scenes of talking and laughing, and there was a dull atmosphere around them.

Song Huan, on the contrary, regards work as a kind of enjoyment, she enjoys every moment of it, doing whatever she wants, and doing it spontaneously.

The collision of two mentalities bursts out of two different situations.

Is this the cultivation of the mind?