Uncle Qian raised his head and asked Qian Dalang to go to the kitchen to get some food for Zhou Dalang brothers, Zhou Dalang said quickly: "Father, we came here when we were full, we are not hungry yet."
Tuesday Lang nodded again and again, and said with a smile: "Uncle, otherwise we'll just go to sleep, I guess we'll be able to get up in the fourth watch."
Uncle Qian thought so, and hurriedly asked them to vacate their room to go to sleep.
The house of the Qian family was much more tense than that of the old Zhou's house, so Mrs. Qian and Mrs. Qian carried the children into the same room, and they took them to sleep, while the four cousins squeezed together.
Fortunately, it is summer, and once the doors and windows are closed and the mosquitoes are slapped, you can sleep directly on the ground.
After sleeping for less than three hours, Uncle Qian, who hadn't slept much, got up in the dark, went to the room to wake up the four of them, and by the moonlight in the sky, he walked to Uncle Qian's house not far away.
The eldest aunt also went to wake up the third couple, the man went to carry out the wheat, and the woman went to the kitchen to make some noodles for them to fill their stomachs.
Everyone moved lightly, not daring to make any loud noises.
Not far away, the second uncle Qian's house was lit up, and after a while, the light went dark again, and then the third uncle Qian's house.
Everyone had been busy for more than half an hour, before it was five o'clock, they got together to eat a bowl of noodles, and then picked up the wheat that was placed in the yard.
One load per person, two bags wrapped around the wheat, tied tightly with hemp rope, two bags can be picked in one load.
Zhou Zhoulang felt a little regretful, and said in a low voice: "I came out in a hurry, I should have pushed the cart here."
Zhou Dalang was also a little regretful, "I was a little flustered at the time, how could I expect so much."
Qian Sanlang laughed when he heard it, and comforted him indifferently: "It's okay, it's okay, I'll remember it when there are many times."
Tuesday Lang nodded approvingly.
But Zhou Dalang thought to himself: If you come here a few more times, I must shorten my life.
He didn't sleep much last night.
Several people fixed the shoulder poles and set off just as they were waiting for Uncle Qian to come back. Then Uncle Qian came back, only followed by Uncle Qian.
He waved at Zhou Zhoulang and said, "Erlang, you and your third uncle go to your second uncle's place. There are two bags of food there, one for your second uncle and one for your third uncle."
Zhou Zhoulang didn't ask any more questions, just took the shoulder pole and left.
Uncle Qian was very happy, stepped forward and took his shoulders and left, said in a low voice: "Let's go, there are pancakes at Uncle San's house, do you want some?"
Tuesday Lang laughed, "No need for Uncle San, I just ate noodles."
"That's okay, take it with you, and I'll eat it for you on the way later..." Uncle Qian pulled Zhou Zhoulang away.
Qian Sanlang couldn't help pouting, "Father, what's third uncle doing?"
Uncle Qian glanced at him and said, "Why are you talking so much nonsense, let's go and wait for them at the entrance of the village."
After all, Uncle Qian also took a pole to carry the grain bag.
"But as soon as my second cousin leaves, there are only two bags left in our house." Qian Sanlang was a little unhappy, "One bucket of one hundred and fifty coins. Is there a bag of ten buckets, eight buckets and nine buckets, right?"
Uncle Qian patted him on the back lightly with his shoulder pole, and reprimanded him in a low voice: "My aunt is not only your aunt, but also your cousins' aunt. Your eldest cousin is here."
"Big cousin is my brother-in-law!"
"Well," Uncle Qian said indifferently: "So he picked two grain bags from our family."
Qian Sanlang stopped talking.
Zhou Dalang gave them a naive smile, shrank aside and dared not speak.
Aunt Qian was fine at first, but after listening to her youngest son's calculations, she felt heartbroken. She glanced at the two bags of wheat left in the yard, gritted her teeth for the last time, and said to Aunt Qian, "Go and get two more bags. Come on, let's separate and pick together."
Uncle Qian: "...Aren't you fooling around?"
"What nonsense, our strength is a little weak, but who in the family has never carried anything? Our women still carry the water in the house. Dividing two sacks of wheat into four sacks is not much."
Aunt Qian finally divided the wheat, and then told the two daughter-in-laws, and then she and the eldest daughter-in-law took up the burden to keep up.
The village is quiet, and no one has a dog. As long as you move lightly, people who are fast asleep will naturally not know that someone is passing by with a torch outside.
At the entrance of the village, they stopped and waited for a while. Not long after, Uncle Qian and Uncle Qian came out with Zhou Zhoulang and his sons.
Among the three families, Uncle Qian's family had the most people and carried the most wheat.
Qian Sanlang was very envious. He used to think that having too many sons would be a burden, but now he realized that having too many sons is also beneficial.
Uncle Qian took the time to look at his two sons while carrying the grain bag, feeling a little unhappy.
When they got together, they picked up the grain bags and went on the road together. Because the road was still far away, they simply extinguished three torches and only used the remaining ones to light up. They decided to light these three when they rested in the middle.
Because they were carrying grain bags, they took an hour to arrive after a journey of more than half an hour, and they took a rest in the middle.
It was already five watch when we arrived at Qili Village, and cocks began to crow everywhere in the village.
Old Zhou Tou and Qian Shi became more awake when the rooster crowed. They closed their eyes and fell asleep while pricking up their ears to listen to the sound outside.
So they would get up whenever there was a sound outside, and Little Qian was a little faster than them. She closed her clothes and slept, and when the door heard a sound, she got up and opened it.
Outside the door is the dark and dense natal family.
When Xiaoqian saw his aunt, he was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but exclaimed: "Mother, why are you here?"
The eldest aunt smiled at her, bent down to pick up the burden, Xiaoqian quickly went to take over, and said in a low voice, "I'll do it, I'll do it."
Everyone in the old Zhou family basically woke up, except the child.
Man Bao didn't wake up at all, she didn't even hear any movement, she was sleeping soundly on her stomach, her chubby white hands stretched out to the side of the bed, and she chewed with her little mouth, she didn't know what it was Dream about something delicious.
When a ray of light from the sky shone into the bed from the window, and the rooster behind her room crowed again, she yawned and stretched her waist to get up from the bed.
She rubbed her eyes and looked outside, seeing that it was getting brighter, she climbed out of bed and ran to the yard to wash up.
In order to make it easier for the people in the small courtyard to wash, it is also to divert the flow of people, lest a large group of people crowded to wash and rinse in the large courtyard, so Lao Zhou bought a big tank and put it in the small courtyard. here.
Man Bao sighed, and after washing his face, he ran into the room to comb his hair, and simply tied two small knots, let the hair hang down, and ran out.
Of course, she brought her small bookcase with her.
As soon as I ran to the courtyard, I saw a group of people sitting in the courtyard, taking a nap and talking.
Xiaoqian was busy working in the kitchen, when he came out to see the movement, he smiled and waved to her, "What are you doing in a daze, I don't recognize my uncles anymore, call me uncle."
Man Bao and Uncle Qian were the most familiar, and he greeted the two of them acquaintedly. He got into the kitchen only to see Aunt Qian, and found that her mother was also there.