In the blink of an eye, more than a year has passed.

Han Xin is five years old, and he is still young, but in the past two years, he has grown like eating an elixir, although he is not too tall, but he is as strong as a calf. People are even more intelligent and sensible, like a big child. Han Wu can also eat and sleep, and he has not been sick since he was born.

Han Wu let him sleep with Han Wu at the beginning of this year, and the couple was finally able to make love without any scruples.

Early in the morning, Han Xin didn't need to be called, he woke up when the time came, rubbed his eyes, turned over twice in the quilt, and reluctantly sat up and dressed. After tidying himself up, he went to pull the little brother who was still sleeping soundly: "Ah Wu, get up." ”

"Hmm." Han Wu shook his head and continued to sleep. Han Xin had already had experience, and rubbed it back and forth on his fleshy face, and he woke him up.

If you change to a normal three-year-old child, you will inevitably cry when you open your mouth at this time, but Han Wu is different after all, as soon as his mouth is grinning, Han Xin said in his ear: "You have to make trouble to go with me, and I won't take you anymore." He suddenly opened his eyes and sat up from the quilt: "I'm up!" ”

Han Xin has never taken other people's children, and he doesn't feel that his brother is too well-behaved, so he took clothes to help him put them on, and took him out to wash and eat.

Lin Lu was also accustomed to worrying about his two sons, and the shadow of Han Xin's almost "abduction" faded, so he only told them not to go out in the middle, so they played it.

Han Xin carried a small basket, took a small wooden shovel, and went out with Han Wu, who was also carrying a small wooden shovel.

They didn't go far, they just walked around Peach Creek, even out of the inner door, and they also hung around the fields where there were people. What for? This is going to talk about what Han Chuan has done recently, but because the rice, wheat and millet harvest in Taoxi has generally increased in the past two years, no one regards him as a heretic.

He has been saving for more than a year, plans to compost this year, and plans to plant winter wheat.

He didn't plant wheat during spring ploughing, he planted millet, although others are strange, but they don't take it seriously, how unpalatable wheat rice is, a poor person understands. It's just that Huaiyin has more floods and less drought, and as long as there is a piece of land that is not easy to be flooded, the yield of wheat is often good.

Millet needs moist land but is afraid of waterlogging, and if you want to avoid waterlogging in Huaiyin, you can only go to the direction of the hills with far water. In fact, Han Wu also had to pick a piece of land to grow winter wheat, and those depressions were waterlogged in winter, and the drainage project was not something his family could do.

Therefore, fields that are close to water sources for irrigation but not enough to grow rice are used to arrange for wheat planting.

The Han family is willing to eat a variety of millet and bear the loss of flooding, which is also their own business.

But another thing is surprising. Han Chuan didn't know what was going on, so he piled up his own pig manure and human feces and urine on the ground, which was originally remote, and now no one dared to approach it.

That's not all, the two boys of the Han family also carry baskets on the ground all day long to find cow dung, and when they saw it, their eyes lit up, shoveled it up and put it in a specially woven small basket, and when it was full, they poured it into their own pigsty first, and waited for Han Chuan to come back and transport it.

The family dealt with feces and urine, and they enjoyed it.

It's really puzzling.

In fact, Han Xin didn't know what his father wanted to do with the feces and urine, he just saw that his father shoveled the pigsty and transported it to the ground because he didn't think it was dirty and smelly, and when he talked to his mother, he seemed to be worried that it was not enough, so he took Han Wu out to work.

He's been dreaming less lately, but the images of those dreams are still etched in his mind. Han Xin still didn't quite understand some things, but he vaguely had the impression that he was fighting with people, and then the result was that the whole family died tragically. Then he doesn't want to go to war, just farm at home with his father.

When he figured this out, he was so happy that he ran three laps around the yard, and the faster he ran, Han Wu, who was playing with him, couldn't catch up with him, so he sat on the ground and cried, provoking his mother out of the stove to see what was going on.

Two men with four eyes, patrolling the fields and the road, and the people working in the fields occasionally looked up and sighed when they saw the two children.

That little Han Xin took a bamboo slip and read seriously, and didn't like to play with the dirty boys in the neighborhood. Recently, he was instructed by Han Chuan to pick up feces, which was really embarrassing for the child.

"Pick up dung, pick up dung, Han Wang's grandson pick up dung."

A few snotty boys followed Han Xin, clapping their hands and laughing, making up their own tunes and drinking, laughing at this kid who never played with them. Their parents didn't say anything because they followed Han Chuan to learn the Dai Tian method to grow the harvest, but the children didn't understand this, and they naturally laughed when they saw that the two of them were always picking dung.

Han Wu glared back at them fiercely. Hmph, they're all stupid, his father must have a reason to do things! His brother must have a reason to do things!

Han Xin ignored them, searched around, found a lump of cow dung, his eyes lit up, and carefully shoveled it up with his small wooden shovel and put it in the basket.

"Hey, dung picker!"

With a shout, he didn't look up, but he was hit on the back, and a piece of cow dung hit his back, staining his clothes.

Han Xin was a little unhappy, but he still ignored it, found the piece of cow dung that hit him, shoveled it up and put it in the basket, and pulled Han Wu to continue walking. Han Wu was so angry that he jumped to his feet, trying to break free of Han Xin's hand, and danced a small wooden shovel to beat them. He was only three years old, how dare Han Xin let him go to fight, grabbed him and warned him: "If you don't obey, don't follow me." Han Wucai gave up struggling angrily.

The naughty boys, who did not provoke a reaction, lost interest in provoking again, and ran away to play with the newly composed songs. Han Xin glanced at them and felt that they were inexplicable.

I searched for a while, but I couldn't find any fish that slipped through the net. Han Wu yawned: "Brother, it's gone." ”

"Not enough." Han Xin looked at the cow dung that was not even filled with his own small basket, and thought of a way, and suddenly became happy: "Let's go, go to Ah Weng's house." ”

The courtyard of Shi Tong's house is full of wood, stone and tools, which looks a little messy. The gate was not closed, and from the door, you could see Shi Tong and his little son working.

Han Xin shouted outside: "Ah Weng! Han Wu then waved his hand and shouted, "Ah Weng! Uncle! "The first to throw the little short leg ran over.

Shi Tong straightened up, and when he saw that it was them, the wrinkles on his face relaxed: "It's Xin and Wu." Ah Wu is good, don't run around, Ah Weng's yard is messy. Ah Xing, go pour water. ”

Shi Xing is the youngest son who works with him, and he has just turned seventeen years old, and he is learning the craft with him. poured water and said loudly: "Father, you also go to see Brother Han, I'm afraid he has a bad brain." He came to tell his eldest brother the day before yesterday that he would borrow some wheat to plant after harvesting rice. ”

Shi Tong glared at him.

He gave birth to two sons, the eldest Ercang and the younger Erxing, and there was a child who died in the middle, and the age difference between the two sons was a lot. Because several children died in the middle, after Shi Xing was born, he was a little partial to his young son, and he was reluctant to teach him how to teach him a lesson when he was a child. Fortunately, Shi Xing didn't grow crooked, but this unblocked problem couldn't be changed.

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