Farmer’s Little Girl

  Chapter 31 Rules

  The Zhou family hadn’t used dinner yet, but the food was ready. Obviously they were waiting for them. As soon as they arrived at the entrance of the village, the big head led the younger brother and sister and screamed and rushed up.

Regardless of whether the cart is walking, he climbed up with his hands and feet. When Zhou Dalang and Tue Lang met, their eyes were all smiles. While scolding them, he took time to stretch out a hand to stack the children on the cart. superior.

  Far away, Lao Zhoutou saw the smiles on their faces and knew that the trip was going well, so he turned and went back to the house with his hands behind his back.

  Xiao Qian led the two elders and took the table in the hall to the yard. The room was a bit dark, and lighting the oil lamp was too wasteful. Anyway, there was still light outside, so I can eat it outside.

  Frirang and Satrang, one carrying the money in the cloth bag and the other carrying the big rooster in the basket, both rushed home.

  Yelled before entering the door, "Sister-in-law, sister-in-law, stew chicken tonight."

  The little Qian said without raising his head: "It's so beautiful for you. You have to eat chickens when you enter the city. The chickens at home are all used to lay eggs."

  Saturday Lang has rushed forward, turned her back to show her the basket behind him, and said loudly: "No chicken at home, this one."

  Little Qian saw this miserable chicken and exclaimed, "Where did you get the chicken? Steal, steal?"

  Xiao Qian’s eyes widened. After Shiro learned to bet, did the remaining two children learn to steal chickens?

  Will you go petting the dog next time?

  Little Qian couldn't help but pinch his waist, but Saturday Lang became unhappy, and turned around and said, "Sister-in-law, am I such a person? This chicken was given by someone else."

Little Qian let out a sigh of relief, took the miserable rooster out of the basket, and found that it was quite heavy. She couldn't help asking, "Who is so lack of heart, although this chicken looks a bit miserable." My son, but it's also meat, so fat, it was given to you."

On Saturday Lang laughed, "I also think he's a little heartless, but some people say we still suffer. Anyway, this is a long story. Sister-in-law, let's kill the chicken and stew it first. This is Man Bao deliberately Niangbu took it back."

  Xiao Qian looked at the time and said, "Forget it tonight, save it for tomorrow."

  She took a close look at the rooster in her hand, and couldn’t help but mutter, “Actually, she might still be able to raise it...”

Friday Lang and Saturday Lang's eyes widened. They seemed to see the chicken moving away from them. Without thinking about it, the brothers turned around and shouted with Man Bao, who had just entered the yard, "Man Bao, Sister-in-law is going to raise the big **** and take it. Sell ​​it, please persuade her."

  Xiao Qian gave a glance at the brothers.

Man Bao didn’t care that the cart didn’t stop. He slid off the cart with a grunt, then ran to Xiao Qian’s side, holding her arm and swaying, “Sister-in-law, sister-in-law, quick kill**, this is The chicken that replenishes the body of the mother, the rooster nourishes the blood, and the mother may be fine after eating it."

  Qian also walked out the door slowly, and said with a smile: "Man Bao, don't make trouble with your sister-in-law, it's late, you have to kill tomorrow."

   "No, look, there is still light. We will light a fire for dinner at night, it's not too late."

The children also watched eagerly, and Old Zhou said: "Okay, since it is the filial piety of a few children, then do it tonight. Anyway, do it morning and night. I don’t think this chicken has any energy. Head, you may die if you save it till tomorrow."

  Man Bao also nodded again and again, "Dead chicken is not tasty."

  Xiao Qian took the chicken to kill, Feng and Shi Shi quickly went to help, one boiled the hot water on the stove, and the other prepared the ingredients for the chicken stew.

  Nowadays, there is no good dish to go with it at home, but you can pluck two large radishes, cut them and stew them together.

  The three are busy in the kitchen, and Zhou Dalang and the others are in the yard to report today's affairs with Lao Zhoutou.

  How much food was sold and how much money was used to buy medicine, and the rest was handed over to Lao Zhou tou, and Lao Zhoutou to Qian's again.

  The money at home has always been in charge of Qian's.

  The Zhou family’s fields are not too much, and there will be some left when they are well-aged. Fortunately, their family has a lot of labor, and there are some odd jobs outside of farming, and only the scattered ones can save some money.

  The family can save so much money, of which Qian’s contribution is a lot, because she mediates the affairs of the family, and she arranges who does what and how to do it, and even Lao Zhou will listen to her.

Qian received the money, counted it, and made a note in his heart. Turning her head, she found that Man Bao was in a group with the children, and she couldn't help but Wei Wei, who didn't know what she was talking about. With a smile, he asked Zhou Dalang, "Man Bao didn't trouble you guys today, right?"

Zhou Dalang glanced at Man Bao, who was pouting his **** with his back to them. He didn't know what he was muttering with the children. Everyone was exclaiming. He hesitated and said: "Father, mother, today in the county town, Man Bao and they also made a lot of money."

  Lao Zhou said with a sigh, and said with a smile: "Sold out the flower baskets full of treasures?"

   Zhou Dalang said: "More than that, she also passed a big cock, and when she changed hands, she made three silvers."

  Lao Zhoutou stayed with Qian, and quickly called Man Bao over to ask.

  Man Bao happened to be bragging with his nephews and nieces. Seeing his parents asked, that little chest was taller, and proudly told them what they were doing in the county today.

She grew up listening to stories. Her parents told her stories, her brothers and sisters told her stories, Mr. Zhuang told her stories, Keke often told her stories, and she had been exposed to story books recently. She had already touched the side of storytelling a little bit, so she danced and described it well, and everyone listened with gusto.

  Especially the big heads and others who have never been to the county seat. Although they have never been, after listening to my sister’s description, when they imagine in their minds, they feel that they have been there too.

  Man Bao said that her mouth was dry, and Qian silently poured her a bowl of water.

  Man Bao drank, and his eyes were bright and said: "Mother, you don't know, there are so many people in the county, next time I take you there, OK?"

  Qian smiled slightly, "What shall I do when I go to the county seat? Just go."

  Zhou Dalang’s gaze slid from the small cloth pocket full of treasures to the cloth bag that Wu Wulang was holding, and said: "Mother, you can't give so much money to the children, what if it falls?"

  Qian also said to Man Bao: "Man Bao, give the money to my mother, will my mother keep it for you?"

  Man Bao shook his head, "I want to take care of myself, I am an adult."

  Qian smiled slightly, touched her head and said: "You are also a member of our family, do you know the rules of the house?"

  Man Bao shook his head.

  Qian said: "Your brothers and sisters have to pay 60% of the money they make outside, and you have to pay 60% of the money."

  Since it’s the rules, Man Bao hasn’t refused to agree. She thought about it for a while and said, "All right, but I have to count the total number."

  (End of this chapter)