Mrs. Tian thought about it and realized that her family had given many instructions before setting off. Except for the old man who had no control over her own ideas, the children were all sensible and never left.
Beyond the sight of adults.
That can only be his own idea.
This can't be done, there is no one in his family who would be blown away by someone's blow.
The old man is praised by the villagers every day, and he is not seen dividing the white flour at home into two halves. Everyone in Anzi calls him "big brother, big brother, big brother", and they don't see him taking things out of the house.
"No, I have to go and talk." He didn't eat the apple, so he handed it to Da Lang who came into the room.
Good guy, it’s like doing some kind of activity. When a little old man goes out, a little old lady comes in. Now the little old lady goes out and a big boy comes in.
"Sister, daddy beat San Lang, whipped him with the soles of his shoes, and didn't even give him food to eat at night."
This time it was better, the brother and sister were hungry together.
The difference is that one has a small stove to turn on and the other is really hungry.
Praying to Dalian was not to pray for Bao'er to save his third brother. He was blaming himself for not stopping his younger brother.
In fact, he was also a little distracted at the time, as his sister was too embarrassed for their brothers in front of their friends.
A child who is not even old yet, under the envious and jealous eyes of his playmates, cannot find the right score.
So when San Lang gave away the rabbit, although he felt distressed, seeing that his sister didn't object, and seeing that his friend was happy and grateful, especially envious, he didn't say anything else.
After calming down on the way back, he thought about it again and realized the seriousness of the matter. But at that time, he could not let his friends return the meat. His upbringing did not allow him to do so.
Qi Baoer asked with a dull face: "Brother, don't you think the third brother should be beaten?"
Qi Daliang: "It's what it should be, but I was also wrong."
Qi Baoer: "..."
Do you still have someone to fight for yourself?
After listening again, there was no crying outside. Qi Baoer suggested sincerely:
"Dad has finished beating the third brother. How about I call dad in now? Brother, please admit your mistake to dad."
The three of us are brothers and sisters, so there are really not too many of us.
Qi Dalang: "..."
This is really a biological sister, the kind of biological sister.
He took a bite of the apple and bit it fiercely, and glanced at Qi Bao'er from time to time, with a knife in his eyes.
He doesn't blame himself or feel guilty anymore. He wants to bite his sister to death now.
My sister didn't bite into it, so she only ate half of the apple. He was called away by Qi Kang'an. He was considered a laborer, so how could he sit there and have nothing to do?
The room finally became quiet.
Qi Baoer turned his head and looked out from an uncovered hole above the door with broken sheets. From this angle, he could just see the top of a big tree outside.
On the branch of the tree that stretched out, a shameless guy saw all the commotion in their house.
The bamboo hat covered my face last time, but this time my face is covered, haha.
What's even more outrageous is that the guy actually nodded at her.
What do you mean, to show that he is powerful and fearless, right?
Qi Bao'er, Qi Bao'er looked back expressionlessly.
She couldn't beat him, but she endured it.
A thatched house is made of four wooden trunks as thick as an adult's arms, nailed into the ground at the four corners, and then whittled bamboo strips are wrapped around the trunk to make the house body. Then large leaves or long weeds are found, and reeds are fixed on the roof and
Among the bamboo strips all around.
There is not much technical content in it, and many people in their village now live in houses like this. If the roof is broken or leaks, you can just go out and bring back the weeds and patch it up yourself.
This kind of house does not require help, every household can build it.
The women in the family are all quick-footed people, and the wooden house is not big in the first place, only about ten square meters per room. They have already cleaned it up, spread a row of hay on the ground as a bed, and placed several thin quilts on the hay.
At night, this house can only accommodate children. Her father and several uncles cannot sleep peacefully, and there are a group of refugees to guard against.
Jun Chenyuan, who had no face to see anyone, looked at the bustle outside, and then looked at the little girl in the room doing nothing. For some reason, he suddenly wanted to laugh.
This family really loved her. He didn't know much about what happened just now, but he also knew that nine and a half out of ten families in the village favored sons over daughters, and all their daughters were trash and all their sons were treasures.
Not just in the villages, but also in the capital.
This family is good, the daughter is a treasure and the son is a piece of grass.
The girl was beaten in a fake way, but the boy was beaten hard with the soles of his shoes and had to take off his pants.
This family is really interesting. The old man is wise, the old lady is kind, and the adults are filial. Especially the little girl's father, who is responsible but not blind.
In his eyes, this family is not like a village household, but more extraordinary than many wealthy families in the capital.
"Sir, you're back, you'll be ready to eat soon." Wu Haoyuan raised his hand like a lucky cat.
Jun Chenyuan walked over and sat down by the fire. He took the semi-finished roast chicken from Wu Haoyuan's hand and roasted it himself.
Wu Haoyuan, what could Wu Haoyuan say? He turned around and snatched Chen Yi next to him.
"Sir, so many refugees are flocking to Ningcheng. The man named Lu is crying this time. He was here crying and shouting that he wanted to be released." He was quite happy at the misfortune.
"When the people are in trouble, as an official of the imperial court, it is my duty to do so."
Wu Haoyuan smiled. He didn't understand these big principles. Anyway, he just listened to what he said.
I thought of the group of refugees in the distance again,
"Those people are quite capable. I don't know how many refugees we met on the road, who escaped like they did. It sounds like they are all from the countryside. Although they are dirty, they are all well-dressed. I saw several of them still wearing
What about brocade?
Others who fled have sallow complexions and thin bones, and they look like they have a bad complexion. Not many of them are thin, especially the little girl who is fat. We in Beijing may not be able to develop like that."
Jun Chenyuan glanced at him calmly, you know the powerful group of people you mentioned, which house they robbed?
"I just heard crying. Master, was that little girl beaten? To be honest, if she were my daughter, I would beat her too.
If you have a little bit of skill, look at it, if we weren't here, a group of children might not be able to return home, and then the parents of those children wouldn't be able to fight for her? "
They are all a bunch of boys, and every boy in the village is destined to die.
Chen Yi pulled Wu Haoyuan at this time.
"Um?"
Chen pointed with one hand and Wu Haoyuan looked along his hand, "Ouch~"
When did this little girl come?
Qi Baoer gave him a dull look with a dull face, and then walked over to him with claws on his back like a grown-up, as if he was one of his own, and sat directly next to Jun Chenyuan.
Wu Haoyuan looked at her blankly the whole time.
The eyes of Chen Yi and others were also full of curiosity.
Only Jun Chenyuan sat there calmly flipping the roast chicken without any reaction.
"Thanks."
Thank you for keeping snakes away from those little brats.
Wu Haoyuan waved his hand, "No, no."
This little girl is so funny. Although she is only a little bit older, she insists on making herself as serious as a little old man.