Zuo Xiaodao and Xiaodou fed the fat girl's sister's family. As soon as they put down their clothes, they heard something from the front yard. Lancao was talking to people, and it seemed that many people were coming.

"It seems that this is the one who sends firewood."

The two sisters looked at each other and entrusted the two children to Mr. Zhu to take care of them. They didn't bother to coax the other two little kids Tiantian and Tianjiu to make trouble and cry, so they hurried out of the house.

Mr. Zhu looked at his youngest great-granddaughter Tiantian, and tears were hanging on his little face. While crying, he looked out at Xiaodao's figure with his little eyes. His little hands were scratching and wanted to hug her mother. He felt so distressed that he could only pick her up and coax her, and said to a few kids who didn't understand human affairs: "The family is busy, and your mother doesn't care about you, and they are all obedient. If your father is not at home, you will be tired of your mother."

While speaking, I found that the sweet alcohol in Manshan was full of energy and was trying to turn over to grab the peppers and sewing baskets on the kang. Mr. Zhu was shocked and quickly pulled these objects off the kang, regardless of whether the needle and thread would spread all over the floor. As the sound of objects falling off the kang, I also smelled a strange smell.

Mr. Zhu looked down at the little great-granddaughter in his arms. As expected, the child looked at him like a hiccup and suddenly laughed and urinated on him.

Otherwise, it’s not easy for the old man to do it day by day.

On the surface, Mr. Zhu has moved to Youhan Village to eat and live in a light life and has good food. He lives in a decent new house and is idle in the house every day.

In fact, in order to help his family, he took the initiative to die every day and had to take care of the four children from the morning. If the children don’t pay attention, something will happen if they like to move around.

It can be said that he, a big man, is not free than sweet water.

Mr. Zhu hasn't sat under the tree roots and talked to his peers for a long time.

I used to live in Xinglin Village, where there were many old friends who had been in the area for decades, like Old Man Song. However, when I went to Youhan Village, I didn’t recognize anyone who was familiar with me, and I couldn’t satisfy my cravings. People could not tell him the truth, and he could not have a deep conversation with the other party.

However, Mr. Zhu never mentioned these minor difficulties such as those that are not convenient to move in, and Mr. Zhu never mentioned them to Zhu Xingde and the Zuo family.

It is so difficult to mention those useless things. If you ask them, how can the children solve them? He is not blessed than other elderly people in the village? Whoever has to live with their descendants when they are old.

However, Xiaodao was careful and afraid that the old man would suddenly change places to live and get angry, so he would sometimes take the initiative to persuade his grandfather to go out for a walk.

In order to reassure his grandson-in-law, Mr. Zhu always pretended to be dissatisfied and waved his hand and said, "There is nothing to talk to with them. Besides, your father is at home, and your father and I can't talk to you. It's better to sweep the yard at home than chatting with them for useless things. Don't worry about me, I'm pretty good."

If his grandson-in-law had too many worries, he would still be uncomfortable. Dezi was not at home. He saw Xiaodao's hard work.

Zuo Xiaodao could not persuade him anymore. He only looked forward to waiting for Zhu Xingde to come back, so that Zhu Xingde could take Mr. Zhu back to Xinglin Village, and stay for two more days by worshiping his ancestors. Even if he meets his old friends, he could also let Zhu Xingde lead the man to the city to see how Zhu Laoer and Zhu Laosan’s new homes were.

Although the old man didn't ask, Xiaodao found out that the old man was quite concerned about Sun and Li moving to the county town with their children.

However, she really couldn't get out of her body and took her to see her. She wanted to have a baby, but her second sister didn't have enough milk to eat. Every year in late autumn, she still had a lot of work at home.

Especially this year, the Luo family's dried vegetables, pickled vegetables, firewood piles and other matters must be arranged by the Zuo family.

At this time, Zuo Xiaodao and Zuo Xiaodou hurried to the front of the yard, wanting to help Zuo Lizheng's eldest son and several brothers of the same generation open the door and let the firewood-pulled trolley into the yard.

As a result, I only saw clearly that these people were carrying bundles of firewood on their shoulders.

Zuo Lizheng's eldest son asked Xiaodao: "Big girl, where are you piled up firewood?"

Xiao Dao pointed to the woodshed in his parents' yard: "It's all done if it's unloaded there."

"Don't you have to leave a part of it in the house? Don't let it rain and it doesn't burn. Your head is far away from the village. It's not easy to borrow dry firewood at that time."

"No, uncle, I'll just clean up my own hands later. I'll store some of the cattle in the house, and there are many of them in each house. The new kang in the new house is getting cold at night, so I have to cook it and smoke it. My grandmother told me before going out. I have to leave the straw for each house to feed the cattle separately, and the cattle herds come back and feed it cheaply."

"Then I'll go to each house for you. You open the doors of several yards next to you. Can you do some girls' houses come over?"

"No, no, no, this is enough to bother you. Let's make a little trouble. Don't worry. It's so tired that you're so tired. Why don't you use a trolley to push it?"

Zuo Lizheng's eldest son was so busy that he was sweating all over his face, and he didn't force him after hearing this.

He took off the firewood from his body, threw it into the firewood room, hid next to give way to the boys carrying firewood behind him, and then replied:

"Your second uncle and others are using a cart to deliver firewood to your old house. The one that is heavier than this one, so we will give them the cart to carry it one by one."

The old house will use more firewood. Not only should you keep it for cooking and cooking, but you should also prepare a lot of wood steaks and firewood for winemaking.

It is no exaggeration to say that the Zuo family has fed pigs and livestock because of winemaking. The firewood used in the year is almost as large as the number of dozens of families in the village.

Thanks to Zuo Lizheng's family's land and Luo Pozi's family also had a lot of land. Both of them supported the left-handed family with a lot of food and straw. In addition, the Zuo family had accumulated a lot of money and other families with friends with the Zuo family also sent a lot, which was barely enough.

Zuo Xiaodou and Lancao brought water out of the house, and asked the brothers of the clan who were carrying firewood to drink water and take a break. When they heard this, they asked puzzledly: "Why are you busy all day? When my grandmother left in the morning, she said that the other end of the old house would be suspended for two days and planned to clean up pig manure and the pit. I couldn't take the pit of my house anymore. I didn't even have to worry about it this summer, for fear that it would be even harder to get it done. Why are you sending firewood to that side again? Can you drive it with busyness?"

Zuo Lizheng's eldest son took the water in the rice bowl and drank half of the bowl: "I just thought about cleaning the feces in your old house today, so I planned to send firewood. The trolley returned to the time and space truck, which could help load the feces and transport them to your field to ferment, otherwise I would be exhausted to your father and your uncle Li."

The villagers always called Li Er's family Xiao Dao's uncle, or called him Uncle Li.

These are all well-intentioned names. You can't call Li Er or Ji San: Xiuhua, she married (three-married) boy from the family.

Let’s not mention that, why bother to expose the shortcomings of the second and third marriages? Li Er, Ji San and the left-handed Magnolia were embarrassed when they heard this.

Besides, after getting along day after day, Ji San is in the county and usually everyone can’t see him, but Li Er’s family often walks around the village to help left-handed families work. Everyone has tasted it. Li Er’s family is a honest person and never talks much.

Xiaodou glanced at the elder sister: "Then I'll go to the old house to take a look and help. Our land is too far from the old house, and I don't know how my grandmother and mother are tired on that side. It seems that after the sow has finished the pig lambs, we still have to rush to raise it here. It's not that there is no feeding place, otherwise I can exhaust myself by just carrying pig manure."

When the brothers of the clan heard this, they nodded while drinking water, deeply agreeing.

What they didn't say was that they heard that there were several quarrels in the old house of Zuo's family today. It was indeed inconvenient to live in the middle of the village to raise so many pigs.

However, Zuo Lizheng's eldest son stopped him and said, "What are you going to do? No, your father is not there anymore. With your second uncle and the others, they will finish it in a short time."

"What's my dad doing?"

"Your sophomore and the others helped pull the manure, so your father went to the farm to pile some firewood, which should be preparing for the pigpen transfer. At that time, the pig food and other things would not work without firewood. You should be almost busy now."

Speaking of this, Zuo Lizheng's eldest son did not dare to delay any more: "Okay, we have to leave. I won't follow you next time. I will ask your eighth grandfather's boys to send firewood back and forth, and if you have anything to do, your brothers. I'm afraid that your father's man wouldn't be able to pile up firewood piles with less people. Your father should have finished the farm and went to the back to pile up the big firewood piles you want to use."

After all, the Zuo family consumes too much firewood, so others can save it for a winter in a day or two, but the Zuo family has to store it in several places, old houses, breeding farms, and homes.

Besides, the left-handed people need to keep warm and cook at home to make some household items. For example, the Luo family’s new house has to be prepared, and the twins do not bear the cold. Zhuzi and Liuzi’s house, including Ji San’s house, also have to prepare some.

Lancao looked at the back of Zuo Lizheng's eldest son and suddenly said, "Sister-in-law, thanks to your family having such a relative, I have helped a lot. I saw that you just called Uncle, who is quite old. I was carrying firewood just now. I heard him kicking him, so I was so tired."

"No." Xiaodao was also very moved. Thanks to the uncles of Zuo Lizheng's family, they might not have to be so tired of their own family, so the younger generations finished their work, but they turned to help her.

These days, the men in the grandfather's family all went on the battle, and they were all helping her family.

Xiaodou said: "Sister, do you remember this scene today?"

"What?"

"We were just before we got married. Although we didn't raise pigs or make wine at that time, we didn't have so many jobs, but our family was very busy every time this time. In those years, our family always saved the least firewood and worked the slowest than others."

Zuo Xiaodao Shen nodded with it: "Well, so sometimes I understand my father's desire for his mother to have a boy. In those years, my father always looked at other people's laborers and listened to people deliberately asking, why is your family not finished yet? Especially the former neighbor, Lao Wu's family, the Wu family often lay on the wall and said, "Why is it so difficult to work. My father held his breath and went back to the house and said, "It's not easy to be good, it's too help. Indeed, even if we work from morning to night, we can't compare with the boys. There is no way, the difference between men and women is born."

When living in the village, if you have too many jobs to put your energy into it, it seems that her family is always weak and always has no time to eat. She is a hot pot.

So Xiaodao and Xiaodou just saw the eldest son of Zuo Lizheng's family working so hard, bringing a bunch of kids to deliver firewood, which made them look great at grandpa.

They had never seen their grandfather before, and Zuo Lizheng seemed to be the grandfather at home.

The two sisters were at home, working while lamenting the days when no males were laughed at in the past. Lancao sighed. There were many males in her family, and they couldn't really feel their bodies if they didn't listen to these conversations.

At the same time, the two sisters never expected that the pitiful left-handed man in the past was envied by others.

Gone are the days of being ridiculed.

The left-handed man was standing on the high stack of firewood, neatly placing the firewood under his feet, not leaning or loose, leaving no gaps, the four corners were consistent in height, and the roots of the firewood were consistently facing outward, constantly stepping down with both feet, pressing down with the weight of the whole body, and hooking the center with a rake.

In fact, this is enough for heating and cooking on the new house, but there are many dry leaves, corn stubble, dry and dead willow sticks, as well as bundles of corn, soybeans, and peanut straw under the firewood stack.

Look at this, we need to start another stack of firewood.

This made the men below who were helping to deliver firewood to see it very jealous.

A man of the same age joked about the left-handed: "You are good at your legs and feet, I thought you could do it one by one. And you are quite energetic, I can tell that we will build a dam in the village together, and you are just fooling everyone, why are you doing your own work so smoothly?"

The left-handed man was sweating, mixed with the gray on his face turned into black mud, and his nose was covered with black gray. After hearing this, he smiled honestly and replied, "My legs and feet are much better, I am also forcing myself. What if I don't do it, my son-in-law is not at home."

He can fight bulls, how can his legs and feet be bad?

Drinking the gods and immortals’ great water, you just can’t tell others.

There was a young boy who was not very good at talking to the left-handed and said, "Uncle Paozi, can you lend me your firewood stack when I see you? Then I will tell the matchmaker that this is my family's home, and our two families are close to the village."

The left-handed man took the opportunity to take a break and felt very proud when he heard this.

After decades, someone finally borrowed firewood from his family. What this boy said deeply pleased him. The tone that he was jealous of others for many years completely dissipated.

But he said seriously: "That won't work, that's not the same as fooling the matchmaker? Sanmaozi, you kid are not that untrue. My family is the one who raises a daughter. If I knew that the man would be angry to death with a fake firewood pile."

In this year, the matchmaker and the woman's house came to the house but could not check the man's granary. The first thing to do when you come to see the house is the size of the house and the number of poultry in the yard. The second thing is to check which firewood pile belongs to the man's house.

It can be said that the firewood pile is a symbol of the strength of the family of marriage.

The more firewood accumulated in various straws, the more it means that the family has a lot of food. The most important thing is that this family is extremely diligent and a good family to live. Matchmakers usually point to the firewood pile and say, "The family has a good harvest."
Chapter completed!