The morning light was faint and dawn broke, and most of the villagers in Yuqing Village got up very early.
Many people's chimneys rose from cooking smoke, and villagers walked in twos and threes on the village trails, either carrying hoes or pulling oxen, and it was obvious that they went into the field.
It is the time of spring ploughing, and the plan of the year lies in spring. If you are lazy at this time, you should cry when you harvest grain in autumn.
Zhao'er woke up at this point on time, and when he opened his eyes, he found that the little man was still asleep.
Not long after she fell asleep yesterday, the little man had a fever again, and he was busy for most of the night. Fortunately, the fever subsided in the second half of the night.
She sat up, raised her hand to touch the little man's forehead, and made sure it wasn't hot, so she lightly put on her clothes and got off the kang.
The first thing I did was to open the door first, and the sunspot, who had been restless for a long time, got out in a flash. Zhao'er also followed out of the room. Seeing Heizi rushing out of the hospital to pee, he shook his head with laughter.
At this time, someone was already in the courtyard. It was the third-bedroom Zhou Shi and his eldest daughter Xue Tao'er.
Today, it is the third room's turn to cook. The Xue family's rule is to share the work of the public and middle school equally, except for the housework of each room. One day per room, take turns.
The room responsible for cooking is not only responsible for eating and drinking for the family, but also serving the family's livestock. The Xue family raised two big fat pigs, and serving these two ancestors every day was not an easy job. Not to mention the need to feed chickens, fetch water, and chop wood, so the female family members who do housework this day don't have to work in the fields.
It seems to be fair and just, but in fact everyone knows how.
The eldest aunt Yang's self-proclaimed man is a child, and she is exceptionally superior at home. Since Xue Qingshan passed the child's exam, she has never been involved in housework again. The key is that the Zhao family is also facing her, and it is not easy for others to question her.
At first, it was done by Mrs. Qiu, the mother of Xue Gouzi. Finally, Mrs. Zhou of the third room entered the door, and the two sisters finally shared the burden. After that, Mrs. Qiu followed her deceased husband, and Mrs. Zhou was left alone. It was not until Mr. Sun of the fourth room entered the door that he would be able to breathe again.
It's a pity that Mr. Sun is a lazy person. In fact, most of the work is still done by Mr. Zhou.
In the past, when Qiu was still alive, Zhao'er also helped Qiu to do it. Later, when Qiu died, Zhao'er was busy with the housework of the second room and had to be a public servant. In addition, Zhao'er was still young at that time, so Mr. Xue asked her to take care of Gouzi Xue and not to worry about the work of the public servant.
Zhao'er now has time to fiddle around to get some money, but she is a person who cares about her conscience and will help in her spare time as she can. As for those who run on her like Sun's, her sharp mouth is not forgiving.
Seeing that Xue Tao'er was struggling to fetch water from the well, Zhao'er rubbed her face and walked up to help her.
Thirteen-year-old Xue Tao'er is like a budding flower. Although she is not very beautiful, she is very beautiful. Seeing Zhao'er coming to help herself, she couldn't help but smile and talk to her: "Sister Zhao'er, is the second brother better?" Xue Gouzi ranked second among the grandsons of the Xue family, so Xue Tao'er called him the second brother. .
"I had a fever again last night, and it got better in the middle of the night." Zhao'er looked around curiously and asked, "Why isn't the third uncle here?"
Although Xue Qingbai is a bit more honest and taciturn, he has always loved his wife and daughter. Every time he cooks in the third room, he will get up early to fill the water tank.
The Xue family had their own well, but the well was too deep, and there was no reel in the well. It was really tiring to fetch water with the strength of the daughter's family. That's why Zhao'er is as powerful as an ox, and his strength is not worse than that of an ordinary middle-aged man, so he can easily pull the bucket out of the deep well.
"My father went to the field and said that he would work for a while and then return after breakfast."
Xue Qingbai is an honest farmer. Unlike the other brothers in the family who have other skills, he can only farm the land, so his whole mind is on the ground. The Xue family has a total of more than 30 acres of land, and now it is pointing to him, the old man Xue and the fourth Xue Qinghuai.
Although the women of the Xue family also went to the fields, it was during the busy farming season. Besides, women had so little strength, so how could they help. Fortunately, the three men of the Xue family were all good hands in the field, and they were really too busy. They paid temporary workers to help for a few days.
Just as he was talking, the door of the fourth room opened, and Xue Qinghuai came out.
The men in the Xue family are all big, so Xue Qinghuai also inherited a tall physique.
He was born with thick eyebrows and tiger eyes and a high nose. He was dressed in a dark blue coarse cloth and short brown, which made him look very heroic. In fact, the men of the Xue family are not bad, but the women of the Xue family are mediocre, but all the grandchildren are born well, and they are all top-notch in the village.
"Zhao'er Tao'er, get up so early." Xue Qinghuai strode over, took the wooden bucket in Zhao'er's hand, walked to the water tank, and poured the water into it.
"How can you two little girls do this kind of rough work? You can do other things. The fourth uncle comes to fetch water."
Zhao'er and Tao'er didn't refuse either, one went to the kitchen to help her mother cook, and the other took a basin and scooped water to wash.
As time passed, the rest of the Xue family got up one after another, and there were more and more voices in the yard. On the other side of the kitchen, Mr. Zhou called to eat. Generally, the country people don’t pay much attention to breakfast, but they also have to set the table and so on.
Breakfast is two rice porridge, the so-called two rice porridge is porridge made of two kinds of rice. Yuqing Village does not produce rice, but only crops such as wheat, sorghum, millet, and corn. Although farmers all grow wheat, they rarely use it for their own daily food, and they all sell it for other grains.
Even a wealthy family like the Xue family who has surplus food at home does not eat fine grains, but coarse grains and fine grains. Like today's two-meter porridge for breakfast, it is a porridge made with millet, which is yellow rice, and sorghum rice.
Because it was a busy farming season, the cooking was quite sticky. Although it was not impossible to pour it with chopsticks, it was much stronger than the usual thin soup and little water.
No way, the Xue family seems to have a good family in the village, but there are three scholars at home. Not to mention Xue Gouzi, the father and son of Everbright House spend a lot of money every month, and it's no wonder that Zhao's fleas can usually pick up a little blood.
Zhao'er filled two bowls of porridge, put a few corn pancakes on a thick porcelain plate, and put some pickles on the side, and carried them back to the second room.
As soon as he entered the door, he saw Xue Gouzi sitting up from the kang.
She hurriedly put the wooden tray on the square table and came up to see him: "But it's better? Are you hungry? My sister will bring you some porridge to eat."
Xue Gouzi looked at her with some complicated eyes.
After experiencing such a dream, he now doesn't know how to face Zhao'er. As soon as he saw her, he couldn't help but think of him in his dream, the words he was scolded before he died. He also tried to find the cause of Zhao'er's death in his memory, but it seemed that that memory was Xue Tingxiang's most unbearable past, and he had no memory at all.
In fact, he was burned in a daze last night. Xue Gouzi thought about it for a long time. He couldn't figure out whether he was Xue Gouzi or Xue Tingxiang now, whether that dream was true or not, whether he was thinking about it every day and dreaming at night. , will have such a ridiculous dream.
But he also had an idea in his heart. If everything in the dream was true, several things should happen next. If these things happened, it means that his dreams were real.
With something in mind, he reached out to pick up the bowl, only to realize that he didn't even have the strength to carry the bowl. Fortunately, Zhao'er quickly caught the bowl, so he didn't spill it all over him.
Xue Gouzi felt a little embarrassed and anxious. It's very strange, obviously he wouldn't have this kind of reaction in front of Zhao'er before, but I don't know if it was a dream, and his mentality had a strange change.
Zhao'er laughed at him: "Why are you being polite to my elder sister? I forgot that you urinated on the kang when you were a child, but elder sister washed it for you."
Zhao'er came to Xue's house at the age of seven, when Gouzi was only five years old. The child's urination kang is very inexplicable. He obviously hasn't urinated for a long time. I don't know if he drank too much water before going to bed or what, but he urinated on the kang.
And since Qiu gave birth to the dog, her body and bones were not good, and it was a big winter. In order to repay the kindness of the second wife and the couple, Zhao'er volunteered to wash the dog's urine-stained clothes and trousers. Since then, she has started her career as a child bride.
What Xue Gouzi hated the most was Zhao'er, who always liked to say outrageous things in front of him. You must know that as we get older, boys are all shameless, how can they still be willing to listen to such things, especially dogs are naturally sensitive. But today, for some unknown reason, he didn't feel annoyed, just felt a little embarrassed.
He was surprised by his own reaction, and Zhao'er had already scooped the porridge with a wooden spoon to feed him. He opened his mouth subconsciously, and when the warm porridge she blew was fed into his mouth, he saw the other person's smiling eyes.
Those eyes were big and bright, and there seemed to be stars hidden in them, and he couldn't help blushing.
Zhao'er laughed even more happily, and took a tortilla and stuffed it into him: "Hurry up, my sister will stew eggs for you at noon."
She was coaxing him as a child, and the dog suddenly had this realization.
He was eating the porridge fed by Zhao'er in his mouth, thinking wildly in his heart, and he was very confused.
Just then, someone came to the door.
It was Xue Qingshan.
Just like in a dream.
Xue Qingshan's white face was full of sighs and worries, and he sighed and said a lot of words. The main idea was to let the dog take good care of his illness.
Seriously speaking, Xue Qingshan also followed the appearance and height of the Xue family man. In the early years, he was also a village grass in Yuqing Village. Unfortunately, as the years passed, he became a little fatter.
"Uncle still has to go to the private school. Gouzi, you are taking good care of your illness. You are a child with a lot of thought." He sighed and patted his nephew on the shoulder before Xue Qingshan lifted the curtain and left.
What is he doing
Zhao'er thought suspiciously. After thinking about it for a while, she couldn't think of the reason, so she didn't think about it, and concentrated on feeding the dog porridge, but Xue Gouzi looked thoughtful.
In the main room, Mrs. Zhao was chatting with Mr. Xue about yesterday.
Holding an old dress in his hand, Mrs Zhao sewed it, and said, "Let me say that you like to be used to that little thing. You feel bad for him, but he doesn't feel bad for you. Our family's money doesn't come from the river, just Because he didn't want to show his illness to the whole family in his heart, he made a scene after another, which is going to turn the family upside down."
Mr. Xue looked in his fifties, with a tall stature, and his skin was the black-red skin of a countryman who had been exposed to the sun for a long time. He was wearing dark blue sackcloth and sat cross-legged on the head of the kang, smoking a dry cigarette.
Every time after dinner or before work, Mr. Xue always had to smoke for a while, otherwise he would feel exhausted.
"Okay, Gouwazi is sick, no one has three illnesses and four pains." After a long while, he said hoarsely.
The pa-ta-ta-ta sounded again, and the lingering blue smoke swirled in the air, and then drifted away everywhere, with the gully old face of Mr. Xue hidden behind it, looming.
"But look at how long he's been making trouble? Yesterday, more than a hundred wen was gone. How long did you have to work in the field to earn more than 100 wen! It was said that someone in my classmate's family had a birthday. There was a disaster just last year, and the tax was not avoided at all, but increased again. Seeing that the boss said that he was going to send Juncai to study in the town, it was another sum of money. How much money do you have? Withstand all the tossing!"
Seeing that his mother-in-law was so distressed, the old man Xue sat up straight, knocked on the cigarette pot on the kang table, and gave her a side glance: "You are distressed if the dog spends a hundred pennies, the boss will give you the money if you want it? It's not me. Speaking of you, you are a father, mother and grandmother, so don't be too biased, you don't have to let the following little ones cause conflicts."
As soon as he heard this, Mrs. Zhao was unwilling. He slapped him across the kang table and said, "I'm biased? Are you not biased?"
He is also biased, but whoever is called the eldest is the most promising in the family, and Juncai is also the most outstanding among the grandchildren. It's different if there is a scholar at home. No one will say that Xue Lianxing's family is a decent person when he goes out. If the big house can produce a scholar, his Xue family will be proud of their ancestors.
Just thinking of Xue Gouzi, Mr. Xue couldn't help frowning.
Of course, he knew that the mother-in-law was very angry. Gou'er was too ignorant. The eldest owed his second life, but the Xue family was in such a family situation, and naturally they had to pay close attention to the promise.
It's not that Father Xue looks down on his grandson, but that Gou'er is really no match for Jun Cai, nor can he compare. It's good to be strong, but always look at the situation.
"The eldest daughter-in-law has said several times that the school in the town cannot be delayed. This delay is half a year. The eldest wants to let Juncai try next year." Zhao continued.
"I promised the second child back then!" Mr. Xue sighed heavily, took two puffs of dry cigarettes, and coughed twice.
"Anyway, you can do it yourself!" Zhao threw his clothes aside in anger, turned his head and leaned back on the kang, giving the man a spine.
Mr. Xue slapped his mouth several times, and the ravine on his face deepened: "So is your old lady, don't think about it, if outsiders know about this, we can still have a face in the village?"
"Then what do you say? I won't do it?" Zhao shi sat up again, staring at Mr. Xue.
"Of course it has to be done, it depends on how to do it. Well, let Cuiping come back tomorrow, it's up to her to do this."
The author has something to say: The update is a single update before v, and a double update after v. There is a public period of about ten days. It is used to raise data and raise comments and collections.
(⊙o⊙) I saw a little fairy who said why she was not directly reborn but dreaming. In fact, it can be understood that the two memories have not yet merged, and will gradually merge in the future. Or Xue Gouzi has the mentality of self-deception, and then he feels that he is dreaming, and he will face it slowly in the future. There is a process.
In addition, there are always people asking how old Zhao'er is and how much older than Xue Gouzi. In fact, at the beginning of the text, he said through Sun's mouth, one is 16, the other is 14, and Zhao'er is one year older than Gouzi and less than two years old.
About why the male protagonist dislikes the female protagonist, and why he became like that in his previous life. Things in the past life will be revealed little by little. As for why the male protagonist rejects the female protagonist, it is written in these two chapters. Zhao'er has not changed his attitude towards the little man, and still treats him as a child, such as 'sister's dog' For example, she washed the urinal at the beginning.
She hasn't changed, but the male protagonist's mentality has obviously changed a lot.
The male protagonist is at the age of puberty. In fact, if you pay attention to the puberty of boys and girls, you should understand that their mentality is very awkward at this time. I feel that I can't, and I'm also very sensitive to things between men and women.
(For example, in junior high school, boys and girls of that age liked to joke the most, what happened to who and who and who and who and who and who liked who. I vaguely remember that at that time there was a rumor that a boy liked me, and I saw that male classmate. Just hide and go to the toilet without following him. o(╯□╰)o)
So the mentality of the male protagonist is very obvious, especially Zhao'er has been stamped as his future daughter-in-law. She is still a big daughter-in-law who always looks at herself with the eyes of a child.
Of course, there are other things that will be discussed later.
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Continue to send red envelopes, the front row is fixed at 20, and the back row is random at 30. It needs to be two points, and then the number of words is more obvious. Like Concubine's book, a little fairy said that she could not get red envelopes randomly, but some said that it was a lot random. In fact, it is really related to the number of words. From the author's background, there are densely packed comments, short ones are not obvious, long ones only obvious. Haha, I really don't tell her that this is a top secret that Jinjiang won't spread about robbing red envelopes.