Farming Happiness: Husband, Come and Plough the Fields

When Doubao was eight years old, Li Haitang became pregnant again, and her third child became the family's biggest expectation.

Xiao's mother's health gradually improved, and her daughter-in-law took good care of her. Her complexion became better. Every day she would visit her old friends' houses, and then several old sisters would get together to compare with each other and show off their children and grandchildren.

Xiao's mother was too lazy to show off, because Doubao had become a child prodigy of the same age in Kyoto, and he was second to none in terms of reading, calligraphy and martial arts.

In this way, Xiao's mother never said a word, but she always attracted some envy, jealousy and hatred.

"Mom, is my sister about to be born?"

In private, Doubao is aloof to others, doesn't speak pretentious words, and is not easy to get close to. However, he still respects his mother very much.

Li Haitang pinched Little Baozi's face, and Dou Bao quickly frowned and lectured, "Mom, I'm eight years old. Men and women sit on different seats at seven years old. Eight years old has already passed the dividing line. You're still pinching your face like this. This If others see it, where will I put my face?"

"Also, don't always call me bean buns. Bean buns are for eating. Just call me by my name."

Doubao was very dissatisfied with this. He raised it with his mother more than once, but to no avail.

"Okay, okay, mom knows."

Li Haitang nodded seriously, indicating that she had listened. After that, she would be fine no matter what.

Her son is precocious and intelligent, and Li Haitang is almost a free-range child, without any sense of accomplishment as a mother. Sometimes she has to suspect that Xiaodou Bao is a person who has traveled through time.

He only showed it when he pinched his face, pretending to be mature and making Li Haitang laugh.

"Must be the younger brother, not the younger sister."

Little Ball is also five years old, speaks clearly and slowly.

The ball still doesn't have a big name, mainly because this kid is too lazy.

She ate and slept all day long, and when she saw the milk, she felt closer than her own mother. After eating and drinking enough, she took a nap on the crib, sticking her little buttocks out and sleeping soundly. Even if there was thunder in the middle of the night, the ball would not wake up.

Maybe Dou Bao was too smart, which made his second son look a little stupid, but Li Haitang thought that the little boy should be more stupid, otherwise he would look like a spirit, which would be scary enough.

The couple Li Haitang and Xiao Lingchuan let nature take its course and did not push the seedlings to grow. Mother Xiao pampered her so much that the little ball could lie down but never sit, and could sit but never stand. They waited until the baby was over three years old. He learned to walk when he was able to make soy sauce.

"Piqiu, why do you want a sister?"

Li Haitang turned sideways and touched his bulging belly with his hand. After seven months of pregnancy, his body felt a little heavy.

She had asked someone to feel her pulse before, and it seemed that she was carrying a baby girl.

Having already given birth to her second child, Li Haitang has experience. She gave her daughter early prenatal education and asked her husband to play the flute. Every time she did this, the baby in her belly would have fetal movements. She didn't know whether it was the impulse of love or the urge to play the flute. Express disgust.

"I don't have a sister."

Piqiu thought for a while before giving the answer.

"But you don't have a brother either."

These days, it is important to have more children and more blessings. There are only two brothers, and the Xiao family is very small. Because of this, in order to make the family more lively, Li Haitang wanted to have another one.

In fact, she was very afraid of giving birth to a son. If it were a little girl, she, as a mother, would be able to make her clothes, make jewelry, and have a lot of delicate hairpins for women. She was worried that she would have no place to use them. If you don’t have a daughter, your daughter-in-law will be advantaged in the future.

"I want my sister."

Pi Qiu emphasized that he was too lazy to speak or express his opinions. Doubao was his older brother. He seemed to have endless energy every day. Just walking would take several hours. He gave up after trying the ball for less than a quarter of an hour. He didn't want to make himself suffer.

The elder brother is so outstanding and loves to do so much. It would be a great blessing to have a quiet sister.

"What's the reason?"

Li Haitang tried to talk more to Pi Qiu, but her son spoke too little. She used to worry that Pi Qiu had intellectual problems and wanted to guide him to talk more.

"Sister, be quiet."

Piqiu tilted his head, thought for a moment, and finally added, "No trouble."

Based on his understanding of his son, Li Haitang made a summary. The meaning of Piqiu is that his brother is too noisy and is troublesome. He can play with his sister and the two of them can be in a daze together.

When Piqiu saw his favorite snacks, he ate a fixed amount. It was not because he had the ability to control himself at such a young age, but because he was lazy and had to digest after eating too much. He was too tired.

Li Haitang was speechless. She felt that she had to protect her little girl and not be polluted by her two sons.

"Mom, tell my sister to come out quickly. I will ensure that she will not be bullied by others in the future."

Doubao patted his chest. He had solid skills. Basically, even a teenager and a half-year-old who practiced martial arts couldn't beat him. However, he was only about the age of a ten-year-old. He was not as strong as anyone else, so he was still at a disadvantage.

"You don't have to worry about your sister, you still have me and your father here."

Li Haitang rolled her eyes. Not to mention her own status, even the Xiao family was out of reach, and not everyone could be bullied.

So she just took it as a joke.

I used to be bullied, and I always wanted to climb to a high position and overlook everyone one day. But when this day came, Li Haitang discovered that the higher the position, the greater my responsibility. Seeing the excess rain, she began to worry about the crops in the field, and then calculated Pay a tax to know whether the people can have enough to eat.

Medical clinics and drug stores have been restructured, somewhat similar to the modern publicly funded medical system. People only need a small amount of money to buy insurance for their health. If there is a problem, the yamen will report it to the yamen to bear the corresponding expenses.

No one can guarantee that they will not get sick, so many people are willing to spend a little money to buy health and peace, and become the beneficiaries.

Li Haitang lamented that the current insurance industry can also be unified, and the market is huge!

Another thing she is worried about is the marriage of her younger brother Li Jinhu. When her younger brother reaches his prime, there is no suitable candidate. When she mentions this matter, Li Jinhu always shirks it.

"It's because he still has a knot in his heart."

Xiao Lingchuan pointed out the reason. After all, it was because of his background that Li Jinhu had a very low self-esteem, so he worked harder for fear of holding Li Haitang back.

"Yes, but you can't stop getting married just because of this."

The grievances of the parents' generation are in the past. Li Dahe and the Ruan family have long been buried. Even if they can't tie the knot, what can they do?

Li Haitang blamed herself for being careless. She had comforted her younger brother back then, and Li Jinhu also acted very sensible. She thought that this matter would turn over, but unexpectedly, it settled down.

Life is short, there is no need to be too persistent, and it is rare to be confused. You also need to let go, let yourself go, and let go of others. Only by opening your heart can you welcome the sunshine and walk out of the haze of darkness.