Seeing the old man go out, Mrs. Song hurriedly got down to the ground, put on her shoes, and chased after Song Dashi.
Although the old man is strict, he is not good at speaking. If I follow him, maybe I can help him.
Song Dazhu was sitting in the yard packing up farm tools. Seeing that his parents had gone out, he winked at his wife, and the eldest wife of the Song family quickly put down her work and followed them.
When Song Erzhu's wife saw this, she didn't want to be left behind, so she also ran out.
Song Sanzhu also wanted to follow, but was stopped by Widow Sun. "What are you doing?"
Song Sanzhu said: "Go and help. Those ungrateful people are very stubborn. Don't let your father start fighting."
"What's the problem if we fight? We've already severed our relationship. If they don't acknowledge their grandparents, will they still acknowledge you as their biological father?"
Finally, those wolf cubs were no longer an eyesore, and she couldn't let Song Sanzhu pass.
What if the affection between father and son is rekindled and brought back together? Wouldn't that be disgusting?
Thinking of this, Widow Sun said softly, "Sanlang, don't be sad. Even if you lose those children, you still have this one in your belly, right?"
As she said that, she leaned over and let Song Sanzhu touch her belly.
"Feel it, it's only been two months, and you can feel the baby moving. Other children feel fetal movement when they are four months old, but you can see our two children, they both felt it when they were two months old. This child of ours must be smart."
Song Sanzhu felt around for a while and nodded hesitantly.
To be honest, I really didn't feel anything, but when it was only two months old, I felt it.
Widow Sun said that the baby had early fetal movement and was smart.
Song Sanzhu felt as if he felt the child move.
In fact, how would you know if the fetus would move at two months old?
She believed what Widow Sun said, and thought that Widow Sun loved her deeply, and for the sake of her family harmony, she endured for five years before finally marrying her. How can you deceive yourself?
Unlike my ex-wife, who was a blockhead, she would only be gentle for two days after being beaten if I said something or moved.
These kids are really not that smart. Only a few can recite the Three Character Classic, while those few cannot even recognize a single character.
Widow Sun's voice sounded again, "Sanlang, the teacher praised Cai Ge'er's handwriting again.
Don't worry, our Cai Ge is very smart. He will definitely pass the examination and become a scholar, or even a juren.
By then, Sanlang will be the real father of the Juren master, and others will call you "Old Master."
Song Sanzhu was overjoyed when he heard this. Looking at Widow Sun's shy and timid appearance, he couldn't help but hug Widow Sun and go up to the house to make out with her.
But Song Dashi and his group met someone and asked them what they were doing.
Song Dashi sighed helplessly, "It's the father's fault if the child is not well educated. Sanzhu didn't teach his child well. As a grandfather, I can't just sit there and do nothing."
"Uncle Shitou, are you going to look for Chunshan? Aren't you both cut off ties? Why do you still want to discipline him?"
"Alas, I am old and can't control my son. The child's father is angry. Although the relationship is severed, he is still my grandson. The father doesn't care, but as a grandfather, I can't ignore him."
The word "grandfather" was meant for the head of the village to hear.
What second grandfather? He has to manage the money of several children. 놛 is the real grandfather. No matter how the money is discussed, 놛 has to be in charge, right?
Song Jinxiu was talking to her brother and the head of the village about preparing the Liangyuan dinner.
"Brother, Second Grandpa, I just feel that the uncles and cousins who helped build the house were very dedicated. Although this was a favor between Second Grandpa, the eldest uncle, and the second uncle, the uncles and cousins really didn't slack off.
In order to treat Brother 놋놖's leg, everyone donated money, which touched us very much. We happened to see the wild boar that Uncle Zhong had killed, so we thought of treating the villagers to a pig-killing dinner.
There must be a beginning to the meal before we can talk about the meal. Second Grandpa, what do you think? ”
The village head stroked his beard and smiled, "Well, you are a good kid who knows how to be grateful. I heard that there is also this custom in the south, but we don't have it here, so it's not easy to start it."
The village head explained, "Once you start this, what will happen if others build houses in the future?
If you have money, it's not a big deal, you can just follow along and get a meal. If you don't have that much money, you can get a meal. But if you don't want to, will people talk about you if you don't provide it?
Look, Chunsheng’s family has already held a beam-raising banquet, why aren’t you doing it? This doesn’t look good, does it? ”
Song Jinxiu was stunned. "I haven't thought about it so much. What about Second Grandpa? What should we do? The Liang Banquet has already been discussed."
The village head said with a smile, "Then call it a thank you banquet. Chunsheng received a lot of help from everyone in getting his leg treated. Although you didn't take the money, you still have to repay the favor. It's just right, so call it a dinner for the whole village to thank everyone for their donations."
Song Chunsheng quickly praised: "Second Grandpa is really thoughtful. I'll have to help with this matter."
The head of the village laughed and said, "Hahaha, of course. Second Grandpa will be unhappy if you ask others for help."
Song Jinxiu asked, "Since we are inviting the whole village to dinner, is one pig enough? Should we buy some more?"
Cheng Zhong, who came in to get the basin, smiled and said to the village head: "Uncle village head is worthy of being the pillar of the village, he always considers things carefully.
Unlike 놖, when I heard San Ya talking about holding a beam banquet, the first thing I thought of was that this child was generous. ”
Then he said to Song Jinxiu and his sister, "One pig is enough. We don't just want to eat the meat. We can buy some vegetables to go with it."
A few people were chatting and laughing, and just as they finished their discussion, the village head stood up and asked his two daughters-in-law to go buy vegetables.
The wild boars were being picked up in the open space outside the Zheng family's yard, which was now surrounded by adults and children who came to watch the fun.
Song Fugui, the little grandson of the village head, is nine years old and a head taller than Xiao Qiu Sheng.
Ever since Qiu Sheng and 놌놛 slept in the same room, the child has been taking special care of 놛.
At this time, the girl was holding Song Qiu Sheng's hand and said to his children, "Don't fight over it for a while, the pig's bladder belongs to Qiu Sheng. When it's blown up, you can play together."
Children in the countryside didn’t have many toys, so they would put water in a pig’s bladder, blow it up, tie the bladder tightly with a rope, and use it as a balloon to play with.
Every time a pig was slaughtered, the children would fight over the pig's bladder.
The child quickly asked, "Qiu Sheng, can we play together?"
"Also, Qiu Sheng, can you play with us too?"
"Qiu Sheng, count as one,"
"Qiu Sheng,"
"Autumn Life"
Song Qiu Sheng's face was flushed. It was the first time that he was treated like a star. He was a little too excited.
"Okay, let's take turns playing one by one."
"yeah!"
Just when the children were making a lot of noise, Song Dashi came over with his child on his back.
He looked around but didn't see Chunsheng or Jinxiu. He glanced at Xiaoqiu Sheng and turned his head away without paying any attention.
Xiao Qiu Sheng was enjoying the attention of the crowd, feeling elated, when suddenly he saw a gloomy face. He was so frightened that he staggered and started to hiccup.
Song Dashi then looked at her with disdain and muttered, "No quality."
"No talent" means no future, as the local dialect says.
Grandpa's words made Xiao Qiu Sheng hide behind Song Fugui and dared not look anymore.
Song Dashi didn't see Chunsheng and Jinxiu, so he said to Cheng Zhong who was picking up the pork: "Wait a moment, when the pig is ready, just take it home."
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