On the night when Yang Yong returned home carrying a bag of winter bamboo shoots and two little lambs, the Yang family held a family meeting.
At the top of the round table, Grandpa Yang first delivered the opening speech: "The past year was generally good..." Cough cough, the latent wheat, who was drinking water next to him, almost choked into his lungs. The two grandfathers' appearances were all in vain. It's so similar.
"The boss has been riding a tricycle in Huayang City in the past few years, and he can take care of the work at home, and his life is pretty good."
"Second, I can't help it. I still farm the same way. But now there are more children, I have to think of a new way."
"The third child used two hills of paddy fields to raise ducks last year. The situation is better than before. This year, your husband and wife are thinking about whether you can raise more."
"The fourth child wrote a letter last year. Spain is not as good as he imagined. He has to do more than ten hours of work a day. He has been a mason, baked bread, washed vegetable dumplings, and gave birth to a son last year. The days are tough."
"The fifth one didn't go home last year, and he wrote to say that he became a squad leader and was transferred to a non-commissioned officer."
"Xinlian, the three-year apprenticeship is full, and I left for Beijing to make clothes for the clothing store owner on the 9th day of the month."
"Shuilian will graduate from junior high school in the first half of the year, and her academic performance is mediocre. I think she can't pass the exam. I have discussed with your mother and asked her to learn sewing too. It's always good for girls to have crafts to accompany them. ."
"In a few days, your brothers and sisters will be on the other side of the world. So I will call you all tonight, and we will discuss and discuss some good ways to get the life off. Especially to help the second child's family come up with ideas."
Under the dim light, the Yang family's grandfather said something in a hurry, and after speaking, it caused everyone to feel parting. No one spoke for a long time. For a long time, Yang Yong broke the silence: "Yesterday in the high mountain col, I also talked with Onion Tou. Their family is backed by mountains and eats mountains. The winter bamboo shoots and spring bamboo shoots produced every year are transported to Huayang City and they are transferred. There are hundreds of them. A wooden fence is enclosed. Twenty or so sheep go to the mountains every day. There is basically no need to invest a lot of money except manpower. So I bought two lambs with him, and I plan to bring them back to raise them."
"It's okay to raise a few casually, but if you have more, you have to put it on your own mountain. The mountain of the potential family is quite far away." Grandpa Yang said.
"Then raise a rabbit. My child's uncle raises this. Put it at home and make rows of bamboo cages with upper and lower compartments. That thing eats grass and radishes, and it grows rabbit meat and rabbit hair. It's quite cost-effective. "The boss who hadn't spoken for a long time spoke.
Seeing the eldest brother said so, he hehe joked: "Let’s raise ducks like me. If nothing else, if wheat likes, he can eat a duck egg every day, and occasionally he can catch one to supplement it. Isn’t it? ,wheat?"
Qian Mai was sitting quietly in the corner by Yang Xinlian. Seeing his third uncle named his name, he had to smile and said, "If I eat a duck egg every day, my head teacher and my parents will kill me alive. I’d better eat the ginseng and gastrodia elata sold by my dad to replenish my brain and my body."
The third child snorted and continued to "make things difficult" for his little niece: "The goods your dad bought are all made up for you. What should you sell?"
The old god Qianmai was there, and he made an understatement: "I plant it myself. If I plant too much, I will eat it as a radish. My brain becomes smarter and I have to test a hundred every day."
The childish remarks caused the elders present to laugh, and even Yang Yong, who knew that his daughter was nonsensical and less rooted, couldn’t laugh or cry, and said, “Isn’t it good to eat lamb? It’s nutrition is much better than pork, and the price More expensive."
Latent Wheat rolls his eyes in his heart: "Delicious is delicious, but you will surely sell it all before you eat it. The only thing you can be sure of is that you will definitely catch our third siblings and go herding sheep, turning us completely into' shepherd'."
"I finally know now why your mother always said you are so lazy." Yang Yong counted her daughter exaggeratedly.
After such a disturbance, the atmosphere in the room immediately became alive. The eldest mother also spoke: "Speaking of mutton, I still want to rent out the field next year, and I went to Huayang City to sell mutton skewers with your eldest brother. Unfortunately, the two Gongjian brothers are still too young to take care of them at home. ."
The third aunt also followed up: "Isn't it? Someone in the neighboring village sells this in Huayang City. The cost is small, there is no risk, and it is effortless. Even our women can take care of it. It is a pity that the child stumbles and can’t get out. Go. Or we should go out and see the outside world like Xinlian."
"Axin, when you arrive in Beijing, you must be careful about everything and take good care of yourself. You must have a good relationship with a few girls in the neighboring village. If you have something to do, please help each other. Don't be alone...
"Remember to write at least one letter every month. There is a stranger on the road who strikes up a conversation, if it's better not to respond..."
For a long time, until Qian Mai quietly got up and went to bed with Qian Xiaomo who yawned again and again, the adults were still expressing their opinions, talking about business, housework, and children. That night, the lights in the "meeting room" of the Yang family stayed on...