Last night, when I went to bed, I mixed the loess with coal ash on the stove, and the fire was not extinguished after the night passed, and after poking it open in the morning, I threw a few pieces of coal into it, and after a while, the fire was up, and it was very convenient to boil water and cook.

Song Hongguo boiled porridge, and branded a few camellia cakes, and after eating, Zhao Zhenhua sent her a little piglet, with a little black on a white background, a little thin, at most twenty pounds, but the eyes are very bright, and then listen to the call, it is also considered to be powerful, after rushing to the circle, the four little short legs are still upside down, provoking the big white goose in the circle next to it, flapping its wings and quacking at it a few times, but it makes it honest.

Ling Yuan looked at it with relish through the wooden gate.

Ling Zhi was busy feeding the piglets, and Zhao Zhenhua didn't have empty hands when he came, and prepared some sun-dried sweet potato seedlings, which were broken and added with some grass, and they could be fed directly to the pigs.

The wheat artemisia that I pulled a few days ago finally had a place to go, mixed it with water and sweet potato seedlings, and poured it into the stone trough, and the little piglet Sahuan'er ran over, buried her head, and snorted and eaten.

Even the chickens and geese next to him were hungry, so Ling Zhi released them from the pen and left them to forage in the yard.

Zhao Zhenhua said, "With this pig and those geese, there will be no shortage of fat in your own land." ”

Song Hongguo smiled on her face, and sighed depressedly in her heart, she was not short of fat, but she, the shovel officer, would not be able to get off the post for a while.

When leaving, Zhao Zhenhua looked at the changes in the backyard and praised him twice, "In the future, you will not lack fruits to eat, and you can continue all year round." ”

"If my cousin wants to plant, you can take cuttings, and it will grow in two or three years."

Zhao Zhenhua waved his hand, "My yard is not as big as yours, so I have to keep it for growing vegetables." After a pause, he looked at the peach trees, apricot trees, jujube trees, cherries and grape trellises in the backyard with some envy, and said, "What's the matter? You didn't lose money when you bought this house, right? With so many fruit trees planted, and such a large open space to grow vegetables, the village can't find a few that are so spacious. ”

"Well, it's all a blessing for my cousin, when the fruit is ripe, I'll pick a basket for you and send it to you first."

"Hahaha, then dare to be kind, I won't be polite to you......"

Sending him away, Song Hongguo remembered that she still owed Qiao Yonghui food, so she used a small cart to pull the back basket and went out, at this time she was very glad that her family was far away from the village, even if she went to Qiao's house, she didn't have to worry about being seen and pointed.

The door of Qiao's house was also closed, she knocked a few times, waited for a while, and then someone came to open it, it was a girl who looked fourteen or fifteen years old, thin and pale, but her appearance was outstanding, especially a pair of eyes, extremely brilliant, like a flood of autumn water, Yingying was moving, she was wearing a black cotton coat, dark and dull with a lot of patches, but the wash was very clean, looking at her at the moment, her expression was uneasy and guarded.

Song Hongguo guessed that she should be Qiao Yonghui's sister, the two looked a little similar, she smiled and said her name, and asked, "Is your brother at home?" ”

Qiao Jingshu shook her head, and the wariness in her eyes dissipated after hearing her name, "My brother went to work." ”

"Huh? Is there life in the ground? ”

"The team organized members to start pushing fertilizer and watering the wheat field."

Song Hongguo suddenly realized that she was afraid that the wheat in her own field would be blind, not to mention the village, if there was really no harvest of dry grains, it would really force people to die.

"I'll bring food to your brother, that, did he tell you?"

Qiao Jingshu went to look at the things in the back basket, her eyes widened slightly, she nodded busily, and quickly got out of the way, "Song, Comrade Song, please come in." ”

"Just call me sister." She was really not used to the shouting of comrades and comrades, so she pushed the cart in and looked at the courtyard of Qiao's house quietly.

The first impression was that it was clean and neat, and at a glance she knew that the owner must be a diligent person, and then what caught her attention was that there was a spacious shed in the yard, which was piled up with a lot of wood, and some tools were neatly hung on the wall, thinking that it should be Qiao Yonghui's carpentry room.

At this time, a woman came out of the house, about fifty years old, with gray hair, but meticulously combed, she looked unwell, her face was sick, her steps were weak, she coughed before she could speak, and she was followed by a little boy of five or six years old, seeing this, while shouting "grandma" worriedly, while skillfully helping her to sit down and pat her on the back.

"Mother, are you okay?" Qiao Jingshu stepped forward and asked with concern, but she didn't bother to greet Song Hongguo.

Du Lan waved her hand and raised her head, although there were a lot of wrinkles on her face, she could also see that she must have a good appearance when she was young, she said a few polite words to Song Hongguo, thanked her, and finally said, "You don't have to worry, Yonghui knows that you are in a hurry, even if he goes to work in the past few days, he can't delay the work done for you, just catch up at night." ”

Song Hongguo really didn't mean this, she wasn't Zhou Papi, but seeing her resolute attitude, there was still a bit of pride and stubbornness in her bones, so she didn't say anything more, nodded kindly, put down the food and left.

"Jingshu, you send off guests."

"Hey, mother, go back to the house and rest."

Qiao Jingshu sent her out and said some words of gratitude, Song Hongguo walked away, only to realize that Du Lan's attitude towards him was a little weird, too polite, as if he was afraid of having something to do with her.

She is not afraid of being implicated, why is the other party in a hurry to clear up the relationship and distance herself?

She asked the system puzzled, "You say, what does she mean?" ”

The system said faintly, "Probably, I'm afraid that you will fall in love with her son, right?" ”

Song Hongguo couldn't help but twitch the corners of her mouth, "Are you serious?" ”

The system pretended to sigh, "Perhaps, it's because she's worried that her son will take a fancy to you." ”

“…… Are you possessed by the old moon? ”

"I'm not funny, it's a reasonable speculation, you are young and beautiful, you just don't do anything, and for men, you also have a fatal attraction, not to mention, you are still sending food to Qiao Yonghui now, this is a charcoal in the snow, can he not be moved? Can I treat you differently? Knowing the son Mo Ruomu, Duran is nervous, be careful, and take precautions, it is normal. ”

"But I paid him for nothing, and I didn't give it for nothing, he thought too much, right?"

"You forgot the drawings?"

"What do you mean?"

The system said meaningfully, "Those few drawings you drew can open the door to a new world for him, I guess, he must have studied it repeatedly in the past few nights, for the sake of Duran's eyes, it is to love it, love the house and the black, see things and think about people......"

"Stop! You don't have a big heart, but your brain is not small, and if you continue to ponder, a small essay of 3,000 words should come out, don't you want to trick your colleague and then use me as a knife, right? ”

"I don't have ......"

"Heh, Wang Erni's system first took a fancy to Qiao Yonghui, but now you want to involve me with him, don't you just want me to help you dig the corner of your colleague?"

“……”

(End of chapter)