I just don't know if Lao Zhao will regret it.

For a while, the atmosphere in the room was a little gloomy, and even Hua Jin didn't dare to speak casually, and pulled his younger brother to sit honestly.

"Okay, don't mention Lao Zhaotou's family, things have happened, this is fate." The old woman interrupted the dullness of the house.

said that it was a life, except for Xiaosi, in fact, everyone in the Hua family understood that this life could be completely controlled by themselves.

That's what happened to the luck.

This incident also gave a great shock to several children of the Hua family, especially the Hua Yunao brothers and Hua Jin.

Then everyone went back to their rooms to rest under the urging of the old woman.

The next day, as the village head, Hua Laohan took his son to work in Zhao's house for half a day, and took the villagers to help bury Lao Qian.

Due to the sudden incident, there was no thin coffin, so I used a straw mat to break the quilt and choose a place where feng shui was not bad.

A few days later, Lao Zhao Tou did not survive after all, and was buried with Lao Qian.

Before he died, Lao Zhao Tou came to his senses and told his sons where the money was hidden, which can be regarded as playing the last role.

In the past few days, the place where the Zhao family's house collapsed was almost dug three feet into the ground.

Although Zhao Hu couldn't move on one leg, the other one was good, even if he drove his mother-in-law to dig the ground with a cane, he didn't give up looking for the family's money.

Needless to say, Zhao Bao has good legs and hands, and he insists on finding the family's money.

However, the old couple hid the money too deeply, and they found nothing for a few days.

One of the things that the two brothers have done the most in the past few days is to keep calling Lao Zhao Tou in the firewood room,

Fortunately, Lao Zhao Tou came to his senses before he died, otherwise he would not be able to be at peace if he believed it or not.

The money couldn't be found in a hurry, and the two brothers were anxious because of the ownership of the money, and in the end, no one was convinced, and even Lao Zhao didn't know that he was angry.

Let the old man who got the news almost didn't pick up the wooden stick and teach the two brothers a hard lesson.

Dad is like this, he didn't think about doing his filial piety as a son in the end, and he only had money in his eyes.

Lao Zhaotou's two sons are raised for nothing.

Hua Laohan can't help but ask, who made him the village head?

It's no wonder that there are more than a dozen taels of silver, even the old man didn't expect that Lao Zhao and his family would save so much silver.

Since he had the money, he was not polite, and deducted the more than two taels of medical fees paid by his own family.

When there is no silver, the pad will be mated, and since he has silver, he will not be the head of the village to be the head of the village.

The two taels of silver that were deducted, and the distressed wounds of the two brothers of the Zhao family all hurt.

It was too fierce before, and I knew that I wouldn't make trouble, but two taels of silver could have been postponed until next autumn's harvest.

Looking at the village chief and saying that he left more than two taels of silver, it hurt more than cutting the flesh on their brothers' bodies.

After burying Lao Zhaotou, the remaining silver left enough to build two adobe houses was divided between the old man and several old people in the village to the two brothers, as well as a few acres of land in the family, which was also divided into two.

Although Zhao Bao was not happy in his heart, he also acquiesced.

He knew in his heart that if his father was still there, the money would not be shared by their brothers, and it was better to have something than nothing.

The death of the old Zhao and the old couple only set off a little ripple in Huajia Village, and everyone just sighed and sighed when they mentioned the old couple.

However, the matter of Lao Zhaotou's family also made many people vigilant, and for a long time, even if the snow was big, the roof of Huajia Village would almost be clean as soon as possible.

Huajin has gradually become accustomed to the winter life here, from the initial fear of the cold and dare not go out, and gradually will go out for a turn.

It's more about staying in the space, after all, compared with the outside world, the space is like spring all year round, and it's very comfortable.

Especially at night, Hua Jin almost sleeps on a bed in the space.

Now there is no work at home, except for the self-disciplined Hua Yunao brothers, Hua Jin and Xiaosi all get up in the natural awakening.

After getting up, Hua Jin ran to her grandmother's room, which is what Hua Jin must do these days, just to see the vegetables in the room sprout?

In order to allow the family to eat space, the cauliflower brocade in the refrigerator is also painstaking.

I just grinded my father, and the eldest brother, and the second brother hit these big boxes, and it took a lot of effort to dig up soil from their backyard.

But the difficulty of freezing can be imagined, and it took nearly a day to dig up enough large boxes of soil.

That is, Hua Jin proposed it, if it was replaced by the sons who were so tormented by the cold and freezing, Hua Chengtian would have slapped him in the face.

Who makes the daughters filial and wants them to eat fresh dishes, although they feel a little whimsical, but how can they not be satisfied when they are fathers?

The first thing Hua Jin did when she went to her grandmother's room was to squat down and take a closer look.

When I saw the green seedlings showing their heads, I couldn't help but be high, and I was happier than the vegetables I planted in the space sprouted.

"...... Milk...... Mother" direction made her go straight to the stove room and wanted to share it with her grandmother and mother.

"What's wrong? What's wrong" hugged her granddaughter who was anxiously running over, and the old woman looked at the smile on the child's face before relieving her heart.

"Milk, our vegetables are sprouting, come and see" said and couldn't wait to pull the flower wife back to the house.

"Really sprouted?" Qi's hand, who was uncovering the head of the nest, looked at the girl in shock.

"Mmmm" Hua Jintou nodded excitedly like a chick: "Mother, I'll take the milk to see it first." ”

The happy little expression made everyone who saw it can't help but be happy.

"Milk, look?" happily pointed to the small seedlings that appeared in the wooden box.

It's been a week and the seedlings have finally emerged, and Hua Jin is so happy that her little face is flushed.

"Oh, hey, really!" Looking at the little green shoots that popped up one by one in the box, the old woman grinned happily.

I haven't seen it for two days, but it really sprouted.

In fact, Mrs. Hua didn't have the slightest hope at all, but who made her granddaughter want to plant, it was just a matter of digging some soil and some effort, how could the milkman not support it.

A few days before she planted the seeds, she was quite fresh, and she would take a look at it every day, but as she didn't sprout day by day, the freshness passed, and she didn't pay attention to it for two days, but she didn't expect it to really be.

"My granddaughter is really amazing," the happy old woman hugged her granddaughter for a while.

If it weren't for the filial piety of her granddaughter, I was afraid that there would be no vegetables to eat at home, and who would have thought that growing vegetables in the house would really sprout!

It's her granddaughter, it's amazing!!

This is up to her, and the old woman thinks about it complacently!

"It's milk" Hua Jin smiled shyly on her face, and then looked at the old woman with a look of adoration.

"These are all milk, and the hard work is also milk."

She really didn't do anything except move her mouth and come to see it every day.

"Oh, my granddaughter just feels distressed, why is my granddaughter so good......" The flower wife with her own filter is rare for a while.

Looking at the brocade is good, no matter how painful it is, I don't feel enough.

(End of chapter)