The Prestigious Family’s Young lady and the Farmer

The old hunter is actually quite good, he is always alone and taciturn, and he has never had a younger descendant in his life. When he saw this little kid who was crying with snot and tears running here, he didn't catch up. He just asked him two questions.

After asking clearly, let him stay in the small courtyard.

In order to make him stop crying, he even baked a sweet potato for him.

Children are sensitive, and he knows who is good to him and who is not good to him. When Xiao Tiezhu ran out of the house crying next time, he ran to the old hunter's place.

During that time, Mr. He had a lot of trouble with Mrs. Yang because he always ran to Mrs. Yang's house, and even scolded him. He really didn't dare to go to Yang's house in the limelight, for fear of causing trouble for her. So every time he didn't give him a good face at home, or his elder brother Yang Tieshuan bullied him, he would come here.

After going back and forth, the old hunter and Xiao Tiezhu became familiar with each other.

Little Tiezhu has a good temper since he was a child, and the old hunter also likes him very much. After a long time, it almost hurts him as half a son. Usually hunting for money, I always go to buy some candy that children like to eat for Xiao Tiezhu.

Xiao Tiezhu also knew that the old hunter loved him. Although this old uncle looked scary, he was really kind to him, so he preferred to run to the old hunter.

Therefore, in Yang Tiezhu's childhood, in addition to his great aunt Yang, who also occupied a very important position, that is the old hunter.

If the Yang family gave him the maternal love that he had not had since he was a child, then the old hunter gave him the fatherly love that he had not had since he was a child.

The old hunter not only gave Yang Tiezhu his fatherly love, but also gave him all the hunting experience he had learned all his life.

Although this is nothing in the eyes of others, it is no less than a craft that can make a living for farmers.

The old hunter knew that Yang Tiezhu's family didn't want to see him, so he wanted to teach the child a craft that could make a living. Even if the child was kicked out one day, he could support himself without being looked down upon.

The old hunter's idea is very simple, because in the eyes of the farmers who cultivate the land, if a person has no land, he has nothing, and he will starve to death. Back then, the old hunter was shoved out of the house and almost died of starvation, but he slowly figured out this hunting skill by himself.

Therefore, the old hunter would instill some essential hunting knowledge into Xiao Tiezhu, such as recognizing the direction and terrain, what was poisonous in the mountains and what was not poisonous, and taught him to draw a bow and arrow under the cover...even in When Xiao Tiezhu was a little older, he even took him to the mountains to watch him hunt.

But the old hunter didn't dare to take a little baby to the mountains, he only dared to take him to a little position in the mountains, and he only hunted small things for him to practice...

The old hunter died when Yang Tiezhu was 13 years old. After his death, he left everything to Yang Tiezhu.

In fact, there is nothing, just a broken wooden house and an old black dog that has been with him for many years.

That old black dog is the mother of Da Hei and Er Hei.

The old hunter's funeral was still handled by Xiao Tiezhu who asked Mr. Yang to help him. It was only when he arrived at Mr. Yang that he knew that his nephew knew such a person. Although she usually sees her nephew in a mysterious way, she has never taken it to heart.

After listening to Xiao Tiezhu's remarks to her, Mrs. Yang also understood that the lonely old man was really good to the children, so he did his best when handling the funeral for the old hunter. Although the villagers in Luoxia Village didn't like to see this ugly old man, they couldn't bear to let him bào corpse in the wilderness, and they did a lot of work...

The old hunter slept in the woods behind the hut. Yang Tiezhu would come here every year to clean the yard, weed the grave, and burn some paper money to pay homage to the old hunter...

Yang Tiezhu sat on the stool in the courtyard, while stroking Da Hei's back crawling beside him, he told Lin Qingwan some things about him and the old hunter when he was a child.

Lin Qingwan sat beside him and listened quietly.

At this time, the surroundings were quiet, except for the occasional sound of insects and birds. Lin Qingwan looked at the man who had fallen into memory, and felt that kind of deep admiration in him.

I don't know what Mr. Yang and Mrs. He will think when they know all this. The position of parents in their son's heart is not even an unreasonable old hunter.

However, it can still be violated by God's sins, and it is impossible to live by doing sins by yourself. Everything is made by oneself (zuo triphonic).

A good son has to open him up, and a good thing has to be understood beyond recognition by Mr. He. And Mr. Yang also has an inescapable responsibility in it.

Sometimes inaction hurts more than wrongdoing.

The wind around him passed quietly, and Yang Tiezhu was in a trance for a long time before he came back to his senses.

He turned his head and smiled at Lin Qingwan, returning to his usual honest and honest man.

"Are Da Hei and Er Hei the cubs of the old black dog? I don't think you ever bring them home, but keep them with your aunt." Lin Qingwan wanted to ask this question for a long time, but she couldn't remember it. .

During the few days she lived in the Yang family, she had never seen Da Hei and Er Hei come back, but the two Hei spent more time with the Yang family. As long as Yang Tiezhu didn't go up the mountain at home, Da Hei Er Hei either stayed at Yang's house, or ran out to beat his teeth.

Yang Tiezhu's face darkened, but he still replied, "My mother doesn't let me keep a dog at home, she said that raising a dog costs food. So Da Hei Er Hei is usually at my aunt's house, and only when I go up the mountain will I bring it with me. together."

This Ho-

Lin Qingwan's face was speechless. It costs food to keep a dog, but it doesn't cost to keep a human? Dogs can be

In order to help hunt, raise people to support some scumbags who don't understand!

Well, this sentence is a bit harsh, so Lin Qingwan didn't say it.

"I want to weed Uncle Wu's grave, do you want to go? Or stay here?" Yang Tiezhu asked.

Then you have to ask, definitely go. Lin Qingwan gave him an angry look and stood up.

Every time Wanwan glared at him, Yang Tiezhu felt like he was stupid and would only laugh.

He smirked and held her hand carefully. At this time, there was no one around, and he didn't have to be afraid of being seen.

Lin Qingwan saw that there were only the two of them and two dogs around, but she didn't break away.

The two walked around the cabin and walked back. Entering the grove, walking forward for a while, and stopped in front of a small grave.

Lin Qingwan was a little surprised because there was no monument on this grave.

Bare, just a small grave.

Yang Tiezhu seemed to sense her surprise and explained, "Uncle Wu said that the monument will not be erected."

Lin Qingwan listened to "Uncle Wu" twice before realizing that the old hunter's surname was Wu.

Yang Tiezhu squatted down and weeded the small grave. The two blacks saw them stop and ran to the side to have fun.

The small grave was overgrown with weeds. If Yang Tiezhu hadn't stopped here, Lin Qingwan saw another bulge, and he really couldn't tell that it was a grave.

Lin Qingwan squatted down and wanted to help him, but Yang Tiezhu refused, saying that the weeds pricked your hands, so don't scratch your hands.

Yang Tiezhu quickly pulled up the weeds.

After pulling the grass, he stood up and stood in front of the old hunter's grave for a while before leaving with Lin Qingwan.

After leaving the grove, Yang Tiezhu looked at the sky and said to her, "It's getting late, shall we go back?"

Lin Qingwan nodded, and the two walked out of the yard directly to the village.

Wandering all the way, he walked back slowly, and when he arrived at Yang's house, Yang actually cooked dinner.

Lin Qingwan looked at the sky outside, the sun had not yet set. Thinking that the daughter-in-law of Huimenzi was going to return to her husband's house before the sun went down, she had to accept her fate and sit down to eat.

Because the lunch was too full, and the dinner was too early, the three people at the table didn't eat much. After taking a few bites hastily, Lin Qingwan felt her stomach and said she couldn't eat any more.

After dinner, before the sun went down, Yang sent them out of the house.

Lin Qingwan felt that the time of the day passed too quickly, and in the blink of an eye, the day passed.

Seeing that the three days of being a new daughter-in-law are about to pass, Lin Qingwan also knows that such a leisurely day will never happen again.

Tomorrow will be the real start of her daughter-in-law--

☆、The rules of cooking

Early in the morning, before dawn, Lin Qingwan got up and started making breakfast for the whole family.

It's not that she is diligent and wants to behave in front of her mother-in-law. But last night, Mrs. He went under the window of their house to remind her that she was the one cooking at home today, so that she wouldn't get up late.

The Yang family cooks by the daughters-in-law, one person for a day. In the past, Wang and Yao took the wheel, but now she went through the door, that is, three people did it.

The rules are for everyone, so Lin Qingwan has no objection.

Because she knew she had to do housework today, Lin Qingwan deliberately wore a blue coarse cloth dress.

As soon as she walked into the kitchen, she found that Mr. He was already there waiting for her.

She called a mother.

He snorted, pouted on the chopping board with a blank expression, and then turned to go out.

Lin Qingwan was a little sluggish, until she walked over and turned over the items on the board, only to find that it turned out to be some cornmeal, millet, a few potatoes, and two green peppers.

Someone walked in from behind, Lin Qingwan turned her head to look, it was Yao Shi.

"Three siblings." She greeted.

Yao shi walked to her side, came to the chopping board, and whispered to Lin Qingwan while taking out the things on it.

"Second brother, I'm afraid you won't be able to figure out what to do when you cook for the first time, and he won't be able to help you much, so let me come over and take a look."

Lin Qingwan smiled gratefully, "Excuse me, third brother and sister."

Yao shi also gave her a timid smile and rolled up her sleeves to help her handle the things on the chopping board.

"Our family's cooking is different from other families. The ingredients are prepared in advance by my mother-in-law, and she will bring it to you before each cooking." Yao Shi explained in a low voice.

She washed the millet in the pot, put in enough water, and filled the stove with a fire.

Lin Qingwan also learned how to make a fire in the stove from Yang's, but she was not as proficient in Yao's.

Then Yao started to wipe the chopping board, and cornmeal on it, cornmeal is used to make the nest.

"Every day, my mother-in-law decides what to eat at home. Whatever she brings, you can do it. It is estimated based on the head of the family."