After Ji Dayong and Cai Zhanguo reclaimed the land, they planted beans.
During 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 spiritual spring water on these soybeans.
Of course, Yuanyuan's sprinkling was limited, mainly because of Sudan Red 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 would come to look for her third concubine with a small kettle.
Sudan Hong would take her and Xiangxiang out for a walk when she had time, and Xiangxiang didn't like to stay at home. Now this kid is learning to walk, he is very naughty, and he always wants to run outside every day.
Renren started to learn calligraphy from his godfather, and Sudan Hong didn't care about him. Every morning he would get up early and take Dahei out with him. Even Ji Jianyun was very relieved to have Dahei around.
And it's in my own village, not too far away.
Qiqi also bought a writing brush, rice paper and ink, but this kid's ass felt like it had been pricked by a needle, and he couldn't sit still.
When he bought these things last time, Sudan Hong made an agreement with him, so now this kid is a head shorter than Sudan Hong, and he will not resist whatever Sudan Hong asks him to do.
"Go, send cakes to your godfather and your elder brother." This afternoon, Sudan Hong sent off after making the cakes.
Ren Ren is always with his god-grandfather on the mountain, because he wants to learn knowledge with his god-grandfather, so now he basically stays with his god-grandpa.
"It's so hot now, mom, ask Dahei to bring it up." Qi Qi had just finished eating sesame cake and mung bean soup, and was so full that he didn't want to move, so he began to push on Dahei.
"Why is it hot? Why don't you say it's hot?" Sudan Hong said, running around like a monkey.
Qiqi sighed, had no choice but to take Dahei up the mountain together, Dahei still had the iced mung bean soup in the basket dangling from his mouth, Qiqi held the pastry in his hand and covered it with a handkerchief with.
One person and one dog brought food.
"Why are you bringing it up when it's so hot?" Uncle Zhang quickly took it over and said.
"My mother asked me to deliver it." Qi Qi twisted his wrist, there were not many pastries, but he still felt a little sore when he served them.
"Let your mother don't have to give it away. In the future, the godfather will eat it and get it by himself." Lao Zhang said.
"It's okay, and it doesn't take much effort." Qiqi said indifferently.
After Renren wrote the big characters, he washed his hands and came over to drink mung bean soup and sesame cakes.
The sesame cake is slightly sweet, and the mung bean soup is tasteless, but it is very good to drink with it, and it is still iced, which tastes very good.
Qiqi came over to look at the brush calligraphy written by his elder brother, and the calligraphy was not good-looking now, it was crooked like chicken feet.
"So ugly?" Qi Qi said directly.
"You write well, you can try it." Renren said.
"Hey, forget it then." Qi Qi just smiled, he doesn't like to write these things, it's 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."
"Got it." Old Zhang agreed.
After Qiqi went down the mountain, Renren continued to practice handwriting very self-consciously. After about ten minutes, Lao Zhang asked him to take a 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 practiced Tai Chi with his godfather, and continued to practice calligraphy after practice. Although he is not very big, he has excellent patience. , can also sit still.
This made Lao Zhang really love talents, and he felt that if his great-grandson was trained well, he would definitely not be far behind in the future.
As the days go by, it's August. This month is really hot. Not only is it hot, but it's also stuffy!
Many children in the village had bumps on their heads, which would rot, so they were all painted with red medicine.
Kid Qiqi saw other people painting it, and he was a little envious. He pestered Sudan Red and told him he wanted to paint it too.
A little smear and the kid is content.
"It's also because of this brat that I can't help it." Su Danhong sent Qi Qi away, and laughed with Aunt Yang.
"It's just the few from your family. I rarely see others that are not long." 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's Renren, Qiqi, or the last Xiangxiang, she consciously started to eat when she was in the stomach.
Three meals a day are enough, and there are usually fruits and spring water, so the skin of the three children was very good when they were born, and they were all white and tender before they were confinement.
Even Xiangxiang, who is chubby, has small arms and legs that are in the shape of fat lotus root, and those flesh folds will not grow such prickly heat. She thinks that she ate well when she was pregnant.
"Is Da Ya going to get married next year?" Sudan Hong asked.
Da Ya is seventeen this year. When Sudan Hong saw her last month, she was already a big girl. She was 1.6 meters tall, and she was also very pretty.
Seventeen this year, eighteen next year, already an adult.
"Let's get married next year." Speaking of her granddaughter, Aunt Yang also smiled.
"It's good to get married. You and my uncle have seen that young man Guangzong. It's not far behind." Su Danhong said with a smile.
She is also very optimistic about Ji Guangzong.
"It's her family. Now that they have family planning, they can't have the same birth as before." Aunt Yang said.
Guangzong's mother had given birth to so many daughters before she gave birth to a son. If Guangzong was like his mother, I don't know if she would be blamed.
"It's such a society now, who cares whether it's a man or a woman." Sudan Hong said.
"Danhong, you see that you have given birth to Renren and the others three white and fat boys in a row, do you have any prescriptions?" Aunt Yang asked in a low voice.
Su Danhong immediately couldn't laugh or cry: "If I have this, then I won't give it to others, so I have to give it to Da Ya. Her marriage can be regarded as my guarantee for her. How can I not wish her well?"
"That's not what it means." Aunt Yang said.
"I know, but I don't have this prescription here. Having children is also a matter of fate. Auntie, don't think too much about it. Children and grandchildren have their own blessings, don't they? Look at my second uncle's family and my fourth uncle. Aren’t they all daughters? They’re all living equally well now.” Sudan Hong said.
"That's true." Aunt Yang nodded.
Sudan Hong chatted with her for a while, and then went home. Ji Jianyun was at home. It was rare to have a free day. The main reason was that it was too hot. He didn't go out. Together, when he saw Sudan Red coming back, he called out to his mother, and then continued to play with a robot in his father's arms.
Ji Jianyun is doing the accounting, as long as he doesn't go out, he will take out a pen and do the accounting.