"Uncle and Aunt are back!"

Jinbao on the persimmon tree shouted in surprise.

Jinhua and Si Niang, who were playing in the straw stack, immediately poked their heads out and looked down the mountain.

The two sisters had two small braids hanging down their shoulders, with straw flowers inserted all over them.

As the braids swung, the straw flowers fluttered down. Si Niang felt sorry for it, but she couldn't care less because she had to go and pick up A Niang.

"Sister Jinhua, let's run!" Si Niang jumped down from the straw stack, which was more than one meter high. Dalang, who had just come down from the tree, looked up and saw it. He hurriedly stopped Jinhua who was about to jump down, "Don't jump, be careful not to break your legs!"

Si Niang occasionally followed him and Uncle Awang to exercise and learned some skills. She was fine and could run very fast after landing, but Jinhua could not do that.

Dalang ran over and took Jinhua down from the haystack.

Jinhua smiled at him, picked up a few straw flowers that had fallen on the ground, and chased after Si Niang: "Si Niang, wait for me~"

Dalang shook his head helplessly, turned around, and told the boys to go home as it was time for dinner.

It was already very dark, and only because my parents were not at home did I dare to climb the old persimmon tree on the back mountain.

The first batch of persimmons had already been taken away by the children in the village. Now a few small ones appeared and were all put into the pockets of the brothers today.

If you count them together, there are exactly seven, one for each of the seven cousins, even Damao gets one.

"Ah!" Da Mao, who was lying on the threshold of the main room, saw his brothers and sisters running over and clapped his hands excitedly.

He could already walk, but his unsteady steps were frightening, so Mrs. Qiu placed him in the main room, with a high threshold blocking the little guy from stepping out.

But at this moment he was anxious, and he climbed up to the threshold with his little hands and feet, and actually turned out, and lay on the ground outside the threshold with a "thump".

Just as Mrs. Qiu was reaching the door with the dishes, she stopped immediately and held her breath.

The expected wailing did not happen. The little guy's eyes rolled around and his mouth was already pouting, but when he saw that none of the adults around him wanted to comfort him, he seemed to realize that this was not a big deal and started giggling again.

Zhang was afraid that he would be cold, so she put on a thick jacket for him. The little guy was like a round ball, and he got up from the ground by himself, spread his arms to keep his balance, and prepared to go down the stairs by himself.

Qiu suddenly let out a breath she had been holding and smiled at the little guy. He also looked up and smiled at her. His face was red from the charcoal fire in the room, and he looked particularly pleasing to the eye.

"Big Mao!" Qin Yao came over with a few big steps, clapped her hands to attract the little guy's attention, and opened her arms, "Come, Third Aunt, give me a hug~"

"Ah~" Damao waved his arms excitedly and immediately staggered towards Qin Yao.

Before he fell down the stone steps, Qin Yao lifted the little guy up high.

Damao was startled at first, his mouth opened into an O shape. After he reacted, he kicked his legs hard to express his happiness.

"It's so heavy. It looks like our Big Mao has become a little fat boy." Qin Yao laughed while pinching the child's chewy buttocks.

Liu Ji simply couldn't bear to watch it, and he clicked his tongue twice, but he couldn't control himself and pinched his nephew's red face.

Damao doesn't like his uncle. He waves his little hands to show his resistance. If he continues to do that, the little guy will act like he's about to cry.

These people in the family are all the little guy's supporters. Liu Ji didn't dare to really make him cry, so he withdrew his hand in disappointment.

Qin Yao raised her chin towards the kitchen and said, "The guests are all helping, why don't you, the host, go?"

Liu Ji thought she wouldn't remember this, so he sighed, rolled up his sleeves and went into the kitchen to help.

But if he really worked honestly, he would not be Liu Laosan.

Liu Ji has mastered the skill of taking advantage of troubled waters.

Ask a question here, show concern there, seem to be very busy, but in fact, just move your mouth,

Qin Yao, holding Damao and followed by a group of children, walked into the main room in a noisy manner.

Jinhua and Si Niang got persimmons from their brother, peeled them and rushed to feed her.

Qin Yao lived up to her reputation as a master of keeping a balance and took a bite of each.

The size and depth were exactly the same. Both cousins ​​thought their persimmon was the most favorite.

The table is set.

Old man Liu and Mrs. Zhang were already sitting inside warming themselves by the fire. The ones busy were the young people like Liu Bo, Liu Zhong and Liu Fei. The two old people just had to enjoy themselves by looking after their children and grandchildren.

However, Old Man Liu was a restless person. When he noticed that the raincoat hanging on the wall had some burrs, he took it down and fixed it in no time. Now he set his eyes on the legs of Qin Yao's table, thinking that they were not level, and looked around the room for something to pad them.

The bad thing about muddy ground is that if heavy objects are left in one place for a long time, the ground will be concave due to the continuous force.

"After the spring plowing next year, if you have some free time, you can re-pave your land." Old Man Liu helped to plan.

This means getting hands-on.

Old man Liu is now a little uncomfortable with the days when his family has to hire temporary workers during the busy farming season. It seems like he suddenly has no work to do.

In the past, I was busy working in the fields all year round, going out early and coming back late, never stopping, and life was very hard.

He always wanted to live a good life and take a break.

But now, during the busy farming season, he had just been in the fields for a short while when he was pulled out by Liu Bo and others and forced to work for others as a temporary worker to earn some money.

He was also told to take care of himself and try not to go out in the future.

The average life expectancy of people in Shengguo is already short. At Old Man Liu's age, if he doesn't take care of himself, he might die if he gets sick.

However, Old Man Liu obviously could not understand the "filial piety" of his children. He just felt that he could not farm, and he felt uncomfortable because he could not show off the only skill he was proficient in in his life, farming.

Zhang is more open-minded than the old man. The only thing she is worried about now is Liu Fei's marriage.

Anyway, the daughters-in-law in his Liu family are all very capable, so she is happy to let them take care of things on their own.

As for herself, she takes care of the family vegetable garden, raises silkworms and weaves cloth, and also visits her grandson.

Enjoy the good times first, it’s never too late to work hard when times get tough.

Qin Yao noticed the different attitudes of the two elders and knew that Old Man Liu wanted to realize his self-worth, so she did not reject his suggestion.

"Okay, I'll trouble you to worry about it then."

She has to manage the stationery factory, Liu Ji has to study, and Awang has to take care of four children and household chores. They must be exhausted. Even if Old Man Liu doesn't say anything, Qin Yao will probably trouble them when the time comes.

Because there is really no one available at home.

"The dishes are all here, everyone please sit down and prepare to eat!"

He shouted loudly, and everyone in the room immediately returned to their seats.

The children occupied the small tables, while the adults squeezed together at the big table.

Awang and Qiu prepared a table full of delicious dishes. All kinds of pickled goods and smoked meats that Qin Yao bought from the capital were made into dishes and served on the table, smelling delicious.

Paired with a few homemade stir-fried dishes, the bowl is filled to the brim, very filling and definitely filling.

Only Qin Yao's family would be willing to add so much oil, salt and seasoning. Jinhua and Jinbao couldn't eat such delicious dishes at home. As soon as they saw the adults picking up their chopsticks, they immediately picked up the dishes in front of them and put them into their mouths.

The fried, juicy, green wild vegetables were fresh and tasty, much more fragrant than the boiled vegetable leaves they ate at home.

While eating the wild vegetables in big mouthfuls, Jinbao thought aggrievedly in his heart that his mother always said that he was picky and didn't like to eat vegetable leaves, but she didn't think about how bad the vegetable leaves at home were, as they were so dry that not even a drop of oil or half a spoonful of salt were added.

The boy snorted secretly, turned his grief and anger into appetite, and ate his rice in big mouthfuls. The vegetable leaves from Third Aunt's house were the most delicious!