Ye Tianya thought about it and felt that he had no say in the matter. The vegetable garden was previously taken care of by Wang Xiaolan, and later it was taken care of by his son.
How to arrange it? It's not my turn as the head of the family to have the final say! My eldest son is acting like he has the final say...
So he said in a low voice: "I am the head of the family. Don't ask me about such trivial matters. I don't have time to deal with such trivial matters."
Ye Zhiqiu was stunned for a moment, then deliberately asked: "Dad, you said you are the head of the family. If you don't care about this, what else can you care about?"
Ye Tianya said angrily, "I, your father, am in charge of everything, and I can even beat my son to vent my anger! Do you believe it or not?"
Ye Zhiqiu muttered, this Old Deng is not worth playing with!
Instead of continuing to talk nonsense with him, he went to Ye Wubing's room and woke up the two siblings who were sleeping soundly.
Seeing that the two had woken up, he went out. At this time, Wang Xiaolan came back with a paper bag wrapped in newspaper. Ye Zhiqiu asked curiously, "Mom, where have you been? What's wrong with you?"
Wang Xiaolan happily replied, "This is the medicine the old village chief prescribed. He said to boil two bowls of water and stir it until it becomes a paste. Once it cools down, apply it to your brother and the wound on his face won't leave a scar."
So this is it, a folk remedy. No matter whether it works or not, I have to try it. There are wounds on Ye Wubing's face and forehead. I don't know how He Dingjun did it.
Logically speaking, punches and kicks could not have caused this, and the wound might have been caused when Ye Wubing was dodging.
After lunch, Ye Zhiqiu was not sleepy, so he simply picked up his tools and went to the river.
I have to say, the water in this river is shallower!
The last incident at the reservoir came to nothing because the village secretary went to the commune to inquire, and everyone thought he was exaggerating.
Actually, the last drought may not have taught us enough of a lesson. It was only a two-hour round trip, but I carried water for two months.
People nowadays have forgotten about this, so they all think there's plenty of water. Even though it hasn't rained, the amount of rain in the summer is relatively low, so it's normal.
There was no one in the river today, so Ye Zhiqiu strolled around and collected a lot of small fish and various snails and clams.
There are a lot of river clams, but not many people like to eat them. Anyway, not many people would catch them to eat.
Although we are poor now, we still have enough food to eat. If the autumn harvest is reduced and the drought continues tomorrow, a chain reaction will occur. By then, as long as we can eat something that doesn't kill us, we will eat it all!
Wheat straw was dried and ground into powder, tree bark was ground into powder, corn cobs and stalks were ground into powder. This was the nightmare that people of that era all experienced.
Food replacement powder!
After a few hours of wandering, the fish and shrimp I collected probably didn't even weigh a few hundred kilograms. This is because when the river water drops, all kinds of creatures can feel it most.
Especially for big fish, if the water is too shallow and the water pressure is not strong enough, they will lose their appetite and either flee the area or become extremely thin.
After tinkering with it for three hours, Ye Zhiqiu went home carrying a bucket and a live carp weighing one and a half kilograms.
Because I'm stewing chicken tonight, and I'll definitely be eating this fish tomorrow, I have to take it home and put it in a water tank.
When he returned to the village entrance, he looked at the He family in the distance. The door of the He family was closed and there was silence.
In fact, Ye Zhiqiu was not that cruel, but he had to avenge his original body! As for the people implicated, they were indeed pitiful, but did this have anything to do with him?
"Hey, Zhiqiu, did you catch any fish today?"
"Hey, I'm lucky today. I caught a carp weighing over a pound."
"That's really good, braised is perfect!"
"Bullshit, braising takes too much oil, and we don't have much oil at home right now. Xiao Zhiqiu can just stew it."
After chatting with the old men and women in the village for a while, Ye Zhiqiu carried his things and walked home.
When he returned to the yard, he couldn't help but burst out laughing!
Because at this moment, Wang Xiaolan was holding a black ointment and smearing it all over Ye Wubing's face. It was just like the black face mask in the future. I don't know why, but it made people want to laugh.
Seeing his elder brother trying to suppress a smile, Ye Wubing said unhappily, "Brother, how can you laugh at me? I'm your younger brother. It's ok if you're not sad that I'm injured, but why are you laughing at me..."
Ye Zhiqiu tried hard to control his facial expression and said seriously, "Second brother, don't misunderstand me. I just thought of Bao Qingtian. Mother, we also have a Ye Heitian in our family!"
After he finished speaking, he walked into the kitchen with a smile. Ye Wubing didn't know what was happening on his face, he was confused.
So he asked Ye Bailu, who was sitting next to him: "Little sister, does your elder brother look like a psychopath?"
Ye Bailu shook her head. After thinking for a moment, she replied, "He is the eldest brother, and you are the second in command. I can't say anything nonsense."
Wang Xiaolan herself thought her son's behavior was a little funny, but in order to keep him quiet and not get rid of the ointment, she quickly comforted him, "Second son, don't worry about the eldest son. We are trying to prevent the wound from leaving a scar, so we won't argue with him."
"No, Mom, now that you've said that, I'm even more uneasy! What did you do to my face?"
At this time, Ye Tianya, who had gone to the old village chief's house to discuss borrowing an ox cart for moving, came back.
He stepped one foot into the door, then couldn't help but pull it back, then stuck his head out to look again.
That's right! My wife is my wife, and my daughter is my daughter! What the hell is this guy with a dark face?
When he saw Wang Xiaolan carefully applying the ointment, he finally felt relieved. It turned out that this black guy was his second son...
Ye Tianya walked into the yard. He turned his head away, not wanting to see the second brother's eye-catching scene, and said to Wang Xiaolan, "Wife, the old village chief said we can't borrow the car. What should we do?"
Ye Zhiqiu came out of the kitchen at this time and heard it clearly. He asked curiously, "Dad, what bike do you want to borrow? The old village chief doesn't even have a bicycle, why are you asking him to lend it to you?"
Ye Tianya turned around and said to Ye Zhiqiu, "Big Boss, Dad is thinking that we will be moving at the end of the month and we need a car to carry our luggage. So he wanted to borrow an ox cart and a horse cart from the village chief, but the old village chief said he couldn't lend them to us!"
They also said that it would take at least six hours to get from here to the capital by oxcart. A round trip would take a whole day, and the damage to the oxen and horses would be too great, so they couldn't lend it to us."
Ye Zhiqiu curled his lips. He probably felt that his Ye family was going to run away, so there was no reward for giving benefits, so he simply stopped doing favors.
But he really didn't need to worry about this, so he said to Ye Tianya: "Dad, this matter doesn't need you as the head of the family to take care of it. It has nothing to do with heaven and earth, so why are you worrying about it?
I'll find time to go to the commune tomorrow and call the brewery. I'll ask Director Chen for help and have him send a truck to help us move!
Ye Tianya was speechless: "What? Director Chen is your father? If you call him, he will arrange it for you? You are dreaming!"
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