Yang Xiaole didn't know the situation, but he guessed that it was definitely related to the well water.

Thinking of this, he clapped his hands and stood up.

Carrying the barrel, he came to the well.

I looked out and saw nothing but the gray stone well.

He couldn't figure it out, and he didn't think much about it.

The barrel was thrown down, and a third of the bucket of well water was brought up with great difficulty.

Then he looked at the water.

Because the bucket has been used before, the well water is a little muddy at this time, but it is not too bad.

After thinking for a while, he carried the bucket to the water tank in the house.

A scoop of well water was poured directly into the water tank.

The well water has just entered the tank.

The fish inside seemed to be stimulated, scurrying around inside, as if frightened, as if they were snatching something to eat.

Seeing this scene, Yang Xiaole fell into deep thought.

It seems that there is really a problem with this well water?

Thinking about it this way, after drinking the well water that day, I felt that my strength had recovered a little, and it seems that these are not delusions.

However, it is not clear what the magic of this well water is.

It seems that this well water can't be wasted casually in the future, what if it runs out?

After all, he didn't know how much water there was in the well.

He didn't know what the magic of this well water was, so he stopped thinking about it and slowly groped for it.

Pour most of the water in the wooden bucket into the fish tank, leaving only a small amount of water for the chicks to drink for a while, and see if there is anything magical.

The barrel was cleaned with water from the fish tank.

In the future, I will have to rely on this well water to drink!

Gotta get it clean.

After washing his hands by the way, he went out of the thatched hut and poured the well water into the chicken's clay bowl.

And he placed the barrel by the well.

I grabbed the chicks and stuffed them with a little water and drank them, as if a hungry person had met food.

The chicks drink non-stop.

It wasn't until I was full that I swayed my body to find something to eat.

Yang Xiaole saw this scene and thought for a while.

I didn't understand the reason for it for the time being, so he could only go back to eat in the space.

Because he was hungry.

Out of the space, he stepped out from behind the firewood.

At this time, Yang Xiaomei and the others had already gotten up, brushed their teeth and ate breakfast in the hall.

"Where did you run again?"

Yang Xiaomei looked at him and complained.

Then he said to him: "A few of us will go to the river to wash clothes in a while, don't go if you are not in good health, or go out to play, don't mess with Xiaolong and Xiaohu." These two people are very bad. ”

Yang Xiaole smiled and nodded: "Got it, you guys can go." ”

After speaking, he picked up the porridge that had been served a long time ago.

This was divided by her mother Wang Qiuju when she left in the morning, because she was afraid that the children in the family would quarrel over food.

At this time, the porridge was almost cold, just in time for the entrance.

I ate the pickle gnocchi and spicy sauce on the table.

You don't have to think about the porridge in the morning, it must be something like gruel, and it may be an exaggeration to describe it by counting.

But there's not much more.

After breakfast, Yang Xiaomei carried a large bamboo basket, which was full of clothes that the family of seven had changed yesterday.

took Kiko and Xiaoli and went out.

Kiko is holding a flat pole and will have to carry it back in a while, otherwise the clothes that absorb water will be too heavy.

Before leaving, he asked Yang Xiaole mysteriously, "Third brother, where did you catch the big catfish yesterday?" I'll go over and take a look, too! ”

Hearing this, Yang Xiaole glanced at him angrily.

"On the kidnapper's side, you go! Let's see if the eldest sister lets you go. ”

The kidnapper had drowned there before, how could Yang Xiaomei let him pass, and when the time came, he would really dare to whip him with a tree stick.

Kiko smiled stupidly when she heard this.

didn't speak, ran out and followed Xiaomei.

Looking at the backs of several people leaving, Yang Xiaole smiled.

It's a good feeling, too.

Then he tied up the family's compound, and he came back quietly, ready to go into the space to plant food.

However, he had to find a way to get some iron pots into the space as soon as possible.

Otherwise, the iron pot of the production team will have to be 'contributed' in the future, and it will be difficult to buy the iron pot in the commune at that time.

You can buy those huge iron pots, and the production team won't give you a certificate.

That's all for the collective canteen.

I don't know if it's too late.

Although he knows some about the commune, he still doesn't know exactly when it was founded, and I've heard that it varies from place to place.

But as a suburb of Kyoto, it must have been one of the first to start.

Time is still tight!

After closing the courtyard door on the hill, he hurried behind the firewood pile and into the space.

With yesterday's experience, he didn't care about anything, and just scattered all the seeds on the ground.

Things like pumpkins and winter melons need to be buried deeper.

When it was done, raked all the seeds with a rake and turned the seeds into the soil.

A little corn was ordered on the side.

Although it was only three points of land, it was not too early for him to get it right.

And he already felt that Yang Xiaomei outside had come back and looked for him.

Cooking should be taking place at this point.

After making it, he was ready to get out of the space, and all that remained was for him to come and water it again with well water when he had time.

It's a big project.

Shaking his head, this is something that can't be helped.

Anyway, the drought and food shortage are also at the end of this year, and they can still come urgently.

It's just that......

This year has actually been a good year.

He didn't care about this anymore, he felt that there was no movement outside, so he quietly got out of the space.

When he came out, he stretched out his head and looked outside.

No one was in the yard, so he quietly came out of the firewood.

Yang Xiaole had just come to the door of the hall and looked at the two old hens running around in the yard.

Why are there only two old hens in the house.

Naturally, after cutting the tail last year, there are only two chickens left in the house.

Two in a household.

Even if it is a chick hatched by the village chief's family, there is no way to raise it, and it will be sold in the future.

Look at these two chickens.

Yang Xiaole thought for a while, sneaked into the space again, and got a little well water out.

Poured directly into the broken clay bowl.

I wanted to force the other party to drink water and try it, but I couldn't catch up, so I ran away as soon as I chased it.

"Click!"

He was running, and there was a tearing sound under his feet.

Yang Xiaole looked down.

Shaking his head speechlessly.

The straw sandals under his feet broke directly, and it seemed that he couldn't wear them.

Not in the mood to care about the old hen, he went straight to the house.

The eldest sister and the fifth sister are cooking on the fire in the kitchen, which is also the daily routine of the two of them, and the afternoon is the time for them to play.

As for the fourth child, I don't know where to run.

He didn't bother, but went into the house, found a new pair of straw sandals from it, and put it on his feet.

In winter, when the farm is slack, her mother Wang Qiuju will make a lot of straw sandals.

I'm just afraid that I won't wear enough.

Cloth shoes, which can only be worn when you go to school.

When they came out, they threw the broken straw sandals directly into the dung heap and used them for composting, which was made of grass anyway.

It can be rotten.

One glance at the two hens drinking from the well, he didn't care.

He thought he could do something with the space.

As for stealing with space?

He hadn't thought about that.

If you have lost something in the village, you can greet your eight generations of ancestors, and it is disturbing to listen to it.

Unless it's someone who has a thick skin at home.

Otherwise, I can't stand such insults.

And he has space, there will definitely be no shortage of materials in the future, it just takes time.

There's no need to do such a thing.

Unable to think of any good way for the time being, he was going to go to the pond in Zhuangzi to have a look.

The fish in the tank, it's not enough to have water, you have to get them something to eat.

There is a big duckweed in the pond, and this thing is just above the water tank, which is just for the fish to eat, and he can't afford to give food for the time being.

Thinking of this, he went out and walked outside.

At this time, people have already returned from work one after another.

Yang Xiaole glanced at it, didn't care, and walked in the direction of the pond.

A few minutes later, he came to Zhuangzi's pond.

There are a lot of big duckweed on the edge of the pond.

At this time, someone was holding a bamboo pole and salvaging large duckweed there.

It's also a good thing to raise pigs.

At present, there is no place for collective pig breeding in the village, and the people in the village take turns to catch big duckweed, almost once a week.

Yang Xiaole didn't care about these people, and he didn't make too much money.

After looking around on all sides, he picked up a thin wooden strip and pulled some to the shore.

Then squatted down and fished some up.

I didn't pick it up directly, I threw it all directly into the space.

After a lot of tricks, he stopped and stood up as if he had had had enough of playing.

shook off the water in his hand and went straight back.

Back at home, Wang Qiuju and Yang Guangzhi were discussing something in the house, with a sad look on their faces.

After Yang Xiaole entered the door, he was strange for a while, "Mother, what's wrong?" ”

When Wang Qiuju heard this, she glanced at the door, and then said, "Your father is going to go to Sijiu City tomorrow to exchange the things given by your grandfather for money, and you will need to pay for the road on this way!" This is a while, you two will ask for three or four dollars! How can there be so much money in the family? ”

After speaking, he sighed, "I don't know if this money is enough?" ”

Yang Xiaole understood after listening to it.

I don't even have the money to go out!

Yang Guangzhi took a puff of dry tobacco and pondered: "If you don't have dinner at night and eat early, I'll walk over!" When the money is changed and I have money, I will take the car back. Even if you delay tomorrow for one day, it will only be a day's work. ”

Yang Xiaole's brows furrowed when he heard this.

It is more than 30 kilometers away from the city, and it costs more than 2 yuan for a trip to the past, and you have to go from the township to the county seat, and then take a car from the county seat to Kyoto.

If you just walk, you won't be able to reach it for seven or eight hours.

If he walked, then when he came back, Yang Guangzhi would definitely be reluctant to take the car, and the daily work was only a few cents, at most a few cents.

Mother Wang Qiuju thought for a while, but still shook her head: "Forget it!" Why don't you go to the brigade and ask Zhang Laohan, when will he go to the city to buy goods, you can go with him, and don't be in a hurry for a while, Xiaole will have more than ten days to start school! I really can't owe it first. ”

My man had never been to Kyoto Castle alone, although he had walked when he had fled before.

But it's not as difficult as it used to be.

She didn't want to put her man at risk for a little money.

After speaking, he stood up and said, "Okay, let's talk about it in a few days, I'll go stir-fry." ”

Then I went straight to the kitchen.

Leaving Yang Guangzhi there smoking a dry cigarette dullly, weighing in his heart.

Seeing his expression, Yang Xiaole thought of what he had said before, and he still asked, "Dad, how about you think about what I said before?" ”