Rebirth to the Eighties to Get Rich

After Ji Dayong and Cai Zhanguo reclaimed the land, they planted bean seeds.

In the first few days of planting Sudan Red, he pushed Xiangxiang and Yuanyuan up every day, and asked Yuanyuan to take a small kettle to sprinkle spring water on these soybeans.

Of course, Yuanyuan's sprinkles were limited, mainly Sudan Hong when Ji Dayong and Cai Zhanguo went down the mountain to fetch water, but Yuanyuan obviously fell in love with this activity.

Every evening, as soon as the time came, she came over with a small kettle to find her third son.

Sultan Hong will take her and Xiangxiang out for a walk whenever she has time. Xiangxiang also doesn't like to stay at home. Now this kid is in the stage of learning to walk. He is very skinny and wants to run outside every day.

Renren began to learn calligraphy with his grandfather, and Sultan Hong didn't care about him. Every morning, he would get up early and take Da Hei out with him. Even Ji Jianyun was very relieved when Da Hei was there.

And it was in his own village, not too far away.

Qi Qi also bought a brush, as well as rice paper and ink, but this kid's butt was like a needle stick, and he couldn't sit still.

The last time I bought these things, Sultan Hong agreed with him, so now this kid is a little shorter on Sultan Hong’s side, and he doesn’t resist what Sultan Hong asks him to do.

"Go, send cakes to your godfather and your elder brother." This afternoon, after Sultan Hong made the cakes, he sent it away.

Renren is on the mountain with his grandfather, because he wants to learn knowledge with his grandfather, so he basically works with his grandfather now.

"It's so hot now, Mom, ask Da Hei to send it up." Qi Qi had just finished eating the sesame cake and mung bean soup, and his stomach was full and unwilling to move, and began to push on Da Hei.

"What's the heat? Why don't you say it's hot when you run around like a monkey on weekdays?" Sudan Hong said.

Qi Qi sighed and had no choice but to take Da Hei up the mountain. Da Hei was still holding the iced mung bean soup in the basket. Qi Qi held the cake in his hand and covered it with a handkerchief. on.

One person and one dog brought food.

"How come it's so hot?" Uncle Zhang hurriedly took it and said.

"My mother asked to send it." Qi Qi twisted his wrist, there were not many cakes, but he was still a little sore when he served it.

"Let your mother not have to give it away. In the future, the godfather will eat it and take it by himself." Lao Zhang said.

"It's okay, it doesn't take much effort." Qi Qi said indifferently.

Renren wrote the big characters, then washed his hands and came over to drink mung bean soup and sesame cake.

The sesame cake is slightly sweet, and the mung bean soup is tasteless, but it is very good with it, and it is still iced, which makes the taste very good.

Qi Qi came over to see the calligraphy written by his eldest brother. Now the writing is not good-looking, curvy like chicken feet.

"So ugly?" Qi Qi said directly.

"You write well, try it." Renren said.

"Hey, that's fine." Qi Qi smiled, he didn't like to write this, it was very annoying: "Grandpa, you can go home for dinner at half past five, come back and eat by yourself, I don't Come up and shout."

"Understood." Old Zhang replied.

After Qi Qi went down the mountain, Renren continued to practice calligraphy, thinking that he used to practice calligraphy. After about ten minutes, Lao Zhang asked him to rest: "Go and add some water to the sheep, and then take a nap."

"Okay." Renren went to feed the goats, and then came back to sleep. When he woke up, he did Tai Chi with his grandfather. After practicing, he continued to practice calligraphy. Although he is not a big person, his patience is very good. , can also sit still.

This made Lao Zhang really love talents. He felt that if he was trained well, he would definitely not be far behind in the future.

As the days flicker, it's August, and it's really hot this month, not only hot, but also stuffy!

Many children in the village have buns on their heads, which will rot, so they all apply red potion.

Qi Qi was a little envious when he saw others paint it. He pestered Sultan Hong and said he wanted to paint it too, but Sultan Hong painted it for him. In the past, Aunt Yang's house lent it to him.

After a little smear, the boy is satisfied.

"It's also impossible to be entangled by this stinky boy." Sultan Hong sent Qi Qi away and smiled with Aunt Yang.

"That's just your family. I don't see any of the others." Aunt Yang said with a smile.

"Eat more fruits when you are pregnant, the skin will not be bad when the baby is born, and it will not be easy to grow these." Sudan Hong said.

Whether it was Renren or Qiqi, or the last Xiangxiang, when she was in her stomach, she consciously began to eat.

Three meals a day are enough to eat, and there are usually fruit and spring water, so when the three children were born, their skin was excellent, and they were all white and tender before confinement.

It is Xiangxiang, chubby, and the little arms and calves are fat lotus root-shaped, and those flesh pleats will not grow these prickly heat or anything. She thinks that she ate well when she was pregnant.

"Are you going to marry next year?" Sultan Hong asked.

This year, Da Ya is seventeen. When Sultan Hong saw her last month, she was a big girl, 1.6 meters tall, and she was very handsome.

Seventeen this year, and eighteen next year, already an adult.

"I'll get married next year." Aunt Yang also smiled when it came to her eldest granddaughter.

"I'm married. You and I have seen that young man from Guangzong. It's not much different." Sultan Hong said with a smile.

She is also very optimistic about Ji Guangzong.

"It's her family. Now that she has family planning, she can't give birth like before." Aunt Yang said.

Guangzong's mother gave birth to so many daughters, and only then gave birth to a son. If Guangzong was like his mother, I don't know if she would be blamed.

"What is the society now, who cares about whether it is male or female." Sudan Hong said.

"Dan Hong, you see that you have given birth to three fat boys like Renren in a row, do you have any recipes?" Aunt Yang asked in a low voice.

Sultan Hong suddenly couldn't help crying and laughing: "If I have this, then I won't give it to others, then I can't help but give it to Da Ya. Her marriage can be regarded as a matchmaker for me to protect her. How can I hope that she will be well?"

"That's not what you meant," Aunt Yang said.

"I know, but I don't have this recipe here. It's fate to have children and daughters. Auntie, don't think so much. Children and grandchildren have their own children and grandchildren, don't they? Look at my second uncle's family, and my fourth uncle. Aren’t they all daughters at home? They are all doing equally well now.” Sudan Hong said.

"That's true." Aunt Yang nodded.

Sultan Hong chatted with her for a while, and then went home. Ji Jianyun was at home. It was rare to have a free day, mainly because it was too hot. He didn't go out, and Xiangxiang was in his father's arms. He liked to be with his father. In one piece, when Sultan Hong came back, he called out to his mother, and then continued to play with a robot in his father's arms.

Ji Jianyun was doing the accounting. As long as he didn't go out, he would take out a pen to settle the accounts.