Farmer Fubo is open for business

The sky quickly became dark, and the road outside became increasingly unclear.

After looking forward to it, Song Laoliu and his wife finally came back carrying the empty bucket.

Putting the bucket back into the house, Sister-in-law Qian said to Mrs. Wu, "I think that old woman is just trying to tease people. Her water tank obviously still has half a tank of water. Why is there no water to drink?"

Mrs. Wu was stunned for a moment and thanked Sister-in-law Qian: "Thank you so much, Sister-in-law and Brother, for asking you to carry water for me tonight."

"Thank you. From now on, if Sanshun is not at home, you will close the door early and tie it up. The other tribe in the province will assign you this or that."

Sister-in-law Qian and her husband walked out of the house, turned around and waved to Mrs. Wu: "Hurry up and close the door. We will come over tomorrow to learn how to make woodworking beads."

"Yes." Mrs. Wu waited for Sister-in-law Qian and his wife to return home before closing the door.

She frowned and thought for a while, unable to figure out why her step-mother-in-law asked her to fetch water at this time.

When her husband comes back, she will definitely tell him about this.

She put Chang An on the kang, put the tableware and chopsticks into the basket, poured some porridge into the cat's food bowl, and then fetched water to wash her and Chang An's faces and feet.

Lying on the kang, patting Chang'an to coax him to sleep, he suddenly heard some movement outside.

"Xiuying, open the door, it's me."

When Mrs. Wu heard this, she was so surprised that she quickly got off the kang and opened the door.

Song Sanshun walked into the house dusty and dusty, bringing with him a chill.

"Why did you get home just now? Have you eaten?" Mrs. Wu hurriedly took off the basket her husband was carrying.

Song Sanshun: "No."

"There happens to be a bowl of porridge, I'll heat it up for you to eat." Mrs. Wu took out two steamed buns from the basket hanging on the beam, and while heating the porridge in a pot, she placed the steamed buns in the fire pit to bake.

"How is my brother?" The firelight from the stove shone on Wu's face, flickering brightly and dimly.

Song Sanshun scooped water from the water tank and washed his hands and face: "Chonglou is much better. Today we sent him to Tieniu Town to see the doctor. The doctor said there is no big problem. He just needs to go home and take good care of himself."

"Then why are you back so late?" Mrs. Wu turned the buns over and continued to bake them.

Song Sanlang wiped his face with a towel: "When I came back today, I met two roe deer. My father-in-law and I caught them and sent them to the market to sell them. We also bought some fine grain for Chonglou to replenish his health, so Came back late."

"Yeah! That's a coincidence." Mrs. Wu smiled, took out the baked buns and handed them to her husband: "Eat them while they're hot."

Song Sanshun took the steamed bun and took a bite, then turned around and asked, "Where is Chang'an?"

"Sleep, I cried a while ago." Mrs. Wu put out the stove fire and served porridge to her husband.

Song Sanshun took a sip from the porridge bowl and asked, "Who are you fighting with again? Why are you crying?"

Mrs. Wu then told her about her mother-in-law coming over in the evening and asking her to fetch water.

"My mother-in-law didn't know what it meant. There was water in the water tank at home, but she asked me to pick it up late at night, saying that my father wanted to drink tea."

Song Sanshun was silent for a moment and said, "Whenever she comes to the tribe to ask you to do things, ignore her."

"Yeah." Wu nodded.

Song Sanshun drank the porridge, then looked at the basket with the wood soap next to it, and said, "If I have nothing to do tomorrow, I'll buy a drill and come back to drill the wood for the wood. I can't just borrow someone else's."

"Sister-in-law Qian and his wife will come over tomorrow to cook together. Just buy two."

Mrs. Wu brought vegetables to her husband and said, "You and brother Song Liu are drilling holes at home. Sister-in-law Qian and I will go to the mountain to pick more bracken. This bracken will hold up well after it is boiled. I want to pick more and bring it back." .”

Song Sanshun: "Okay."

Now is the lean season. There is not much food left at home, and the vegetables in the small vegetable patch have not been planted yet. The food we eat at home depends entirely on wild vegetables.

But the fresh and tender wild vegetables in early spring cannot be eaten up and stored. Only bracken and ground vegetables can last for a long time.

However, since the light snowfall at the end of the year, it has not rained yet. The ground vegetables grown last year are all dry on the ground and difficult to pick up. Now we can only save more bracken.

The couple talked for a while and then got on the kang to rest.

At this time, Chang'an had already fallen asleep and was dreaming. In his dream, he was squatting by the pool and imitating the rooster's crow for the little goldfish.

The little goldfish couldn't stop laughing when they listened to the little doll imitating the sound of a rooster's crow so vividly.

A burst of water droplets came over, and Changan narrowed his eyes with a smile.

There were so many small beads this time, she stuck her butt out and picked them up desperately on the ground.

Suddenly I heard the little golden fish sigh, and a thin and weak voice came over: "Chang'an, we are not asking you to learn how to crow, we are asking you to learn to read and do things. As long as you learn a lot of knowledge and skills, you will be able to do what you want to do in the future. Just save the person you want to save."

Chang'an stopped, frowned and said, "But aunt said that I am a girl and my grandfather won't read to me."

The golden fish was silent for a while, then waved and threw out a book: "In that case, I will teach you how to read."

Chang'an opened his eyes wide and was stunned when he saw the book appearing in front of him.

This book is very big, the pages open automatically, and there are all kinds of beautiful pictures in it.

Chang'an forgot to pick up the beads and lay on the ground reading the pictures in the book.

It's so beautiful. There are little people, flowers, birds, rocks, white clouds in the sky, and butterflies and bees painted on it.

Huh? The bee actually moved and flew from one flower to another.

Chang'an was surprised and stretched out his little hand to pinch the butterfly. The butterfly flew away and disappeared into the book.

"Stop playing, learn to read with me first." The little goldfish's tail slapped the water surface, causing a splash of water.

Chang'an immediately came back to his senses and blinked at the little goldfish.

"Turn the book to the first page and read after me: The sky and the earth are dark and yellow, and the universe is primitive." The little goldfish's voice was stern.

Chang'an was frightened and had no choice but to read it.

Every time she read a word, the words on the book seemed to come alive.

Changan was even more surprised and tried to press the word with his little hands.

The little goldfish patted its tail again and said seriously: "I will only teach you four words today. If you can't learn them, don't come in to see us again."

Chang An was stunned and immediately sat up straight, his eyes fixed on the four enlarged words on the book.

"Recite with me: Heaven, Earth, Xuan, Huang." The little goldfish transformed into a teacher, patting its tail and reciting the words loudly.

Chang'an immediately recited: "Heaven, Earth, Xuan, Huang."

"Remember these words clearly and I will take the test next time." After finishing speaking, the little goldfish disappeared into the water.

Fortunately, the words in this book can make sounds on their own. Whenever Changan forgets how to read, he can poke at the words and he will make sounds by himself, which is very magical.

I don't know how long it took, but Chang'an began to feel tired, and the book was finally closed.

Chang'an was worried that he had forgotten these words and would never see the little goldfish again, so he opened his eyes and picked up all the little beads on the ground.

Until the small seedlings in the palm of his hand turned into five leaves again, Changan finally couldn't hold on any longer and fell asleep on the ground.

When she woke up, it was sunrise again.

Goudan was lying on the bed watching her, pinching her little nose with his hands, and muttering: "Mao doll, go to sleep. An old Taoist from Nanshan came down. He wore a straw hat on his head, a blue jacket on his body, and tickled his arms. There is a piece of wood stuck in the nest" (End of this chapter)