Everyone Wants to Pamper the Peasant Girl

Thinking of what I asked for in the temple before, I either adopted Fubao or let Dading recognize his ancestors and return to his clan. Now it seems that it is true.

Don't even think about it at first.

Otherwise, don't say that his illness can be cured, if he just keeps getting unlucky every now and then, he will die by then.

Considering the seriousness of the matter, "Brother Big Fortune, I have something to tell you."

"Seeing that the New Year is coming, when are you going to tell Mother to let Da Ding recognize his ancestors and return to his clan?

Otherwise, it is not an option for Ding to be so unlucky every three days. "

Fu Dacai didn't respond.

At the beginning, they were the ones who wanted Da Ding to be surnamed Fang, but now it's not easy to change it back!

That was a thorn in my mother's heart.

"Look, we are all back to the village now, we must let Da Ding enter the genealogy."

They moved their accounts back to the village.

"Let's talk about this later."

Anyway, they're all living in the village now, so it doesn't matter if they can't get in.

He didn't want to annoy his old lady again and destroy the hard-won harmony.

"You said the same thing before, pushing and pushing. Brother Dacai, if you don't dare to say it, then I will."

He didn't take his son's business seriously at all.

He rushed to join in the fun with his second brother's family affairs every day.

She couldn't just watch her son suffer like this, and even she would suffer from it from time to time.

"Come on, the New Year is coming soon, you have to make trouble for her old man, don't you. You can't let her have a good year with a clean heart." Fu Dacai was a little annoyed.

She was the one who refused to change life and death at the beginning, but now it is not easy to change and go home!

"Brother Big Fortune, the fortune teller told me. Da Ding can only get better if he recognizes his ancestors and returns to his clan, and our family can have children. We must get this matter right before the Chinese New Year. Maybe we will be able to have a grandson in the next year. "

His second brother's grandsons are all that old, isn't he jealous?

In a few years, people will be able to hold great-grandchildren.

Perhaps Fang Dading was terribly disappointed, and Fu Dacai didn't have much hope, "It's just that he is drunk all day long and doesn't cooperate with taking medicine, so it's no wonder he recovers.

At that time, if the child born is as useless as him, then forget it. "

It will only harm people when it is born.

"Da Ding will change it." Fang is still covering up.

"It's been a few months since I've been back to the village, has he changed it?" Fu Dacai asked back, and Fang's question was turned upside down.

Then Fu Dacai said he was going to help out at the ancestral hall, and left. The New Year is approaching, and the ancestral hall will start to be decorated, and then the whole village will go there to worship.

There is also the layout of the entire village, and the cleaning up and down in the village, all the men in the village have to help together.

Still, the village has a strong New Year flavor. Fu Dacai hadn't had such a lively New Year for a long time, and as a member of the village, he naturally didn't want to miss it.

Fang's face is dissatisfied, you don't talk about it, wait for me to talk about it.

When the twenty-fourth day of the twelfth lunar month arrives, the new year is coming.

Every household began to clean up to welcome the new year.

Mrs. Fu and Mrs. Fu also went to ask the master on this day to choose a good day for building a big house in the coming year.

We picked a good day and started construction on the 28th of the first lunar month next year.

As the end of the new year is approaching, the brothers Fu Daxing and Fu Erxing have also started to rest, and they will go to work again on the eighth day of the first month of the coming year.

Households, big and small, work together to clean up, and get it done.

The Fu Xiaolong brothers were carrying buckets of water, and their little arms had been trained to have muscles.

This year's food is good, and one or two heads are strung together very quickly.

Especially Fu Xiaoma, who used to be as thin as a monkey, now eats two bowls of food every day.

Everyone said that they should eat fat and grow taller, so that they could protect Fu Xing'er in the future.

Fu Xing'er also grabbed a small cloth in his hand, dabbed in water, and wiped the door with his calves.

Very active.

We must know that when we grow up, Chinese New Year is getting more and more boring. Now when visiting relatives, everyone sits and watches with a mobile phone, and there is no interaction.

The family relationship seems to be getting weaker and weaker.

It's different here, especially old-fashioned.

The village is decorated in a lively manner. From the beginning to the end of the village, red lanterns with red ribbons are hung high, beaming with joy.

"Fubao, stop playing! Don't wait until you catch a cold, or you won't be able to eat many things during the Chinese New Year."

Mrs. Fu told her not to play, look at how cold her little hands are.

Others wish they could hide in the house and keep warm, but she likes to join in the fun.

This child, since she was able to walk, her arms and legs have never been leisurely, and she jumps outside every day.

Run their old arms and legs to the point of dying, and chase after them all day long.

In the past few months, I still ate round and developed into width, but now I have become taller and thinner.

Of course it's still so cute.

"Look at your little face is so red from the cold." Mrs. Fu asked her to go back to the house quickly, and poured hot water for her to warm her body.

Fu Xing'er was so obedient that he couldn't be more obedient. He opened his small cabinet, which was full of snacks.

The eldest brother and the second brother bought it for him every day when they came back, and a few little monkeys also saved their pocket money to buy it for her, and she never missed snacks.

Mrs. Fu also rested for a while. As soon as she sat down, Fu Xing'er handed her a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake, "Grandma, eat!"

This made Mrs. Fu very happy, not sure what she heard: "Fubao, what do you call me?"

Did she just hear Fu Bao call her grandma?

Fu Xing'er giggled, showing two small canine teeth, and said loudly, "Grandma!"

"Ouch! My Fubao will call me!"

I couldn't hear the humming and chirping before, but now it's very clear.

"Hey!" Mrs. Fu responded, "Fu Bao, call Grandma again."

"Grandma, eat."

Mrs. Fu hugged her in her arms, "You little girl, I don't love you for nothing."

It should be said that Fu's second child and his second daughter-in-law did not receive such treatment.

No, you have to show off.

Mrs. Fu was so happy that she couldn't hide it.

"Second child, Fubao called me Grandma, very clearly and loudly."

With this call, a group of people rushed into the room in an instant, scrambling to squeeze in one by one.

"Fu Bao, call me quickly." Fu's second child hurried over to hug her.

Forget about my old lady.

The second one should be called him.

"Fu Bao, call me Big Brother."

"Fubao, call me second brother."

"Sister-in-law, call me Xiaolong."

...

They were beaten one by one by Fu's second son, "you stay here first, and your mother and I have to call first."

A full face of protest.

Dad is so domineering!

Grandpa is too domineering!

A flock of crows flew over Fu Xing'er's head, speechless all over his face.

If I had known earlier, she wouldn't have barked.

Of course, she still yelled together from older to younger, "Mother."

With a loud sound, Mrs. Fu's heart almost softened. "Why!"

sounds so good!

Wa'erniang desperately gave birth to Fubao, and she deserved it first.

Fu Er is not jealous.

"Daddy."

Fu's second child said "Hey", and wept with joy, "Fu Bao, call Dad again."

"Daddy."

"Why!"

"Call again!"

"Daddy!"

"It's so nice, Fubao will call Dad again."

Fu Xing'er's small mouth was instantly deflated, and she looked at Mrs. Fu next to her with aggrieved eyes.