"The two-word proverb is only diligent and thrifty, and the two right roads are said to read and cultivate! Be diligent and thrifty, plough and rain and read, this ancestral precept is all remembered for me! Baba Blah ......"

Pointing to the couplet at the door, Old Qiyun Shanghe stared wide-eyed, the green tendons on his neck were exposed, and he roared tremblingly, and because he was too excited, he let out a series of coughs, and his face became more and more black and red.

Seeing this, several children at the dinner table hurriedly bowed down, shrunk their heads, hugged the rice bowl in their arms with both hands, and looked obedient and obedient......

The old Qiyun Shanghe on the side chattered while picking up a few grains of rice on the table and putting them in his mouth.

Since the death of the old lady Yunshan, the brothers and brothers have gone out, and the ones at home are also busy, Yunhe and Yun'an are even more accustomed to it, and they never worry too much, so the big family's eating, drinking, Lazar, and entertainment inside and outside have all fallen on the old Qiyun Shanghe.

Born in troubled times, the family and country are worried. The old man was sick, the children were raised, the fields were cultivated, and the food and clothing were used, so that Yun Shanghe was so busy all day long. I don't know how expensive firewood and rice are if I don't have a home! The entire Yun family, in the eyes of outsiders, still seems to be beautiful, but only Lao Qiyun Shang and himself know best: it is really smooth on the outside and sloppy on the inside, and it is not as good as day by day. I can only be cautious, careful in my calculations, diligent and thrifty, and do my best to lead a large family forward.

"Hurry, hurry! The Seventh Master is back! ——”

At a glance, I saw the old Qiyun Shanghe coming over from a distance with his hands behind his back, and the little daughter-in-law who was letting off the wind at the door lowered her voice in a panic and shouted into the courtyard. Immediately after that, he scattered half a handful of bean particles in the dustpan on the open space in front of the door, and hurriedly squatted down, pretending to be in a hurry to pick them up......

"Don't spoil the grain!"

Yun Shanghe, who came over, muttered in his mouth, and at the same time squatted down and helped pick up the beans.

In the kitchen in the backyard, several daughters-in-law hurriedly ran to their respective houses while panicking and stuffing the oil cakes in their mouths.

There is no way, the seventh master Yun Shanghe is in charge too carefully, except for a few elderly people and a few children in the compound, dozens of the family have perennial cakes and nests, coarse grains, radish pickles, and home-cooked hard vegetables - alas! It's not as good as eating and drinking as the people back then.

No, the daughters-in-law of each room take turns to cook in the kitchen, and the greedy daughters-in-law can only drive the seventh master out to secretly make an oil cake to relieve their .......

The years are like water, it seems to be true.

Ordinary days are like flowing water, flowing slowly in a seemingly tranquil place, which always seems to be at a glance on the surface, but surprises often unexpectedly come to you not far away......