Eleven-year-old Da Mao snatched the messenger who hugged Fuya. He sat at the front of the ox cart, dressed as a small ball, leaning forward in his arms, his eyes full of freshness. Wumao pouted: He is Fuya's brother, why don't you let him hug him?

The ox cart swayed, and Fu Ya was drowsy. Suddenly, a hare scurried past the ox cart. Fu Ya woke up in an instant, and her eyes widened, trying to see the appearance of the hare.

The galloping hare suddenly turned a corner and ran back. The old cow, who was hurrying forward with hard work, looked at the fluffy that was kicked by it and rolled out of the furry that was lying still all the way away-what? Touching porcelain?

Simao jumped off the ox cart and ran over to pick up the dead hare: "This rabbit is so stupid, run under the feet of the cow!" ”

Liumao snorted: "Meat, we have meat to eat again!" ”

Boss Song slapped him on the back of the head: "What to eat!" The rules of our village, whoever hunts the wild animals on the mountain counts! ”

"Yes...... It was trampled to death by a cow. Cows don't eat meat! "Liumao argues with reason.

Boss Song took the hare, stuffed it into the basket of the fourth family's grain, turned his head to his son and said, "The cow was borrowed by your fourth uncle, and the hare is naturally your fourth uncle's." If you want to eat meat, you will hunt it yourself, and you will expect others to be empty-handed! ”

Liumao touched his little head and said dejectedly: "But Dad, I'm still young!" What should I do if I can't catch a rabbit? ”

Bamao comforted him and said, "You can't catch it, let your father catch it for you!" ”

"My dad isn't as good as your dad...... The fourth uncle can even catch a wild boar! Thinking of the taste of stewed wild boar, Liumao couldn't help but snort.

Boss Song's forehead has green tendons collapsing - can this son still have it?

I glanced at the quiet and well-behaved Fuya again, no wonder I want to have a girl! The sons are all torn cotton pants and leaking!

When passing through a mountain forest, a flock of wild pigeons suddenly fluttered and fell, pecking at the grass seeds on the ground as if no one was around. Boss Song freed up a bamboo basket and found the right time to cover a pigeon. The wild pigeons, which are very alert on weekdays, seem to be much sluggish today, and use bamboo baskets to cover them one by one.

The two elder brothers of Song, carrying two wild pigeons in one hand, returned with a full load. Boss Song was happy in his heart: With these pigeons, the daughter-in-law won't be unable to raise her head in her mother's house, right?

The daughter-in-law is the least favored at home, and the conditions of his family are also the worst among the three sons-in-law, every time he goes back to his parents' house, the daughter-in-law will be looked at by her younger brothers and sisters.

When he arrived at the intersection in front, Boss Song brought down his own vegetables and grain, picked the vegetables himself, let the eldest son carry the grain, let the pigeon carry Simao, and the daughter-in-law only needed to hold Liumao's hand - he couldn't give her good conditions, so he made her as easy as possible in other aspects.

Wumao looked down at her sleeping sister and wrapped her tightly in a small quilt. He pouted, lowered his voice and complained to his father: "Obviously Fuya is my sister, every time my brothers rob me." It's infuriating! ”

Song Laosi sighed and said, "Fuya or am I born to your mother?" But it is occupied by your milk every day, who should I talk to? If you want to blame it, blame your mother and me, and give birth to your sister too cute. I went back to the county to receive your sister's subsidy, if it weren't for your father and I going fast, your sister would have another brother. ”

Mrs. Yang, who was in charge of checking the imprints of the newborn, took her grandson to the yamen that day. When the boy saw his daughter, he cried out to take her back as his sister. After being suppressed by his milk, he cried so much that he was hoarse. He walked a long way away with his daughter in his arms, and he could still hear the cry of the unlucky child!

While talking, a family of five came to Wufu Village. The village is quiet, this year, everyone can't eat, naturally no one is hanging outside. Even the children sat on the threshold of their houses with their heads slumped, looking feebly at them as they drove the ox carts into the village.

"Auntie, uncle is here!" Su Yun's eldest nephew, Su Xun, was digging earthworms in the open space in front of his house, and when he heard the sound of the ox cart, he smiled in surprise.

Zhao, who was grinding grain bran in the courtyard, threw away the broom in his hand and ran to the courtyard gate in small steps. Su Yun hugged her daughter and said with a smile: "Mother, slow down!" ”

"Grandma, Wumao misses you!"

"Bamao also thought about it! It's conceivable! ”

Fu Ya yawned delicately, and watched the two brothers circle around their grandmother like pugs, laughing silently, revealing the two millet teeth that had just grown.

Zhao rubbed the heads of the two grandsons, took the Fuya in his daughter's hand, and teased her with a smile: "Oh, our Fuya is also here!" Let Grandma hug you! ”

Su Yun said uneasily: "Mother, let's come!" This little girl is quite falling! ”

Fu Ya looked down at her chubby little hands, and then at the little radish head next door to her grandmother's house, who was so hungry that she couldn't stand steadily—she looked like this, is it particularly hateful?

Zhao said with a smile: "The falling hand shows that our Fu Ya is strong." The in-laws are really good at raising children, and they raise Fuya so well! ”

Yes! From birth to the present, almost all of the daughters are taken by their mother-in-law, and no matter how well they are raised, they have no credit for themselves. Su Yun felt that he was a tool man, and gave birth to a baby bump for his mother-in-law.

"Where's Daddy?" Su Yun walked into the courtyard and was quiet everywhere. Seeing the finely crushed chaff on the stone mill, his nose was slightly sour - only more than two months after the autumn harvest, and the family ran out of food?

Zhao followed her line of sight and said in disguise: "There are a few new chickens in the house, and these chaff are fed to the chickens - by the way, your father has found a job in the town to enlighten young children, and he goes there for half a day every day, and the main family gives two catties of food...... There is no shortage of food at home! ”

The last sentence, listening to Su Yun's ears, was a bit of a deliberate explanation.

Song Laosi moved two baskets of vegetables into the yard, and went to carry the bamboo basket containing the grain: "Mother, I put the grain in the kitchen for you, should you put these vegetables in the cellar?" ”

"Why do you still have so many things? Your family's life is not relaxed, and you won't be allowed to do this next time! Zhao said to his son-in-law.

Looking at the bright cabbage and the radish that was the length of her forearm, she couldn't help but say, "These are all grown by your family?" It's so good-looking, too! A cabbage, almost ten pounds, right? ”

Su Yun took out the hare and the wild pigeon with wings tied from the bamboo basket, and said with a smile when he heard this: "The vegetables in the field this year are surprisingly good, almost all the cabbages are so big, and this radish, I'll wash it for you and taste it, it's sweet and juicy, and it tastes good!" ”

"Wow! Bird! What a fat bird! Su Yun's eldest nephew, Su Xun, squatted next to the four pigeons, poked and poked with his little hands, and didn't cry when he was pecked.

Bamao helped him rub the back of his red hand, and the little adult popularized science for him: "This is a wild pigeon, and the stewed soup can be replenished!" ”

Wumao slapped his hand away and said, "What kind of soup is stewed?" Just know how to eat! Dad said that pigeons can hatch one litter in a month or two, and seven or eight litters a year! ”