In the age of crossing books, the female supporting role of salted fish won

Chapter 32
"Eat, eat, little thing, you should eat!"

Song Juan muttered softly.

However, the lynx cub stuck out its tongue and licked it, then turned around with a look of disgust, and returned to its humble little den.

"Little thing, you're actually a picky eater!"

"Excessive!"

"You have to know, now is not the same as before!"

Song Juan pointed at the lynx cub, and began to think about it.

On Li Guilan's side, San Xiao only washed her hands with soap before coming to see Song Juan.After discovering that Song Juan was chattering with the lynx cub, he went up and knocked her on the head.

"Hey!"

"Mom, why are you hitting me?"

Song Juan turned her head and expressed her grievance that she was beaten for no reason.

"I said you were smart just now, is that how smart you are?"

"This kid doesn't even have all his teeth. You let him eat fish. What do you think?"

Li Guilan didn't even know what to say.

This girl, sometimes she is a ghost, sometimes she is just like the second fool.

With such a temperament, how can I get married in the future?

In case people think this is a fool, will they return it?
Li Guilan suddenly worried about her daughter's future.

However, Song Juan didn't feel it at all.

She grinned and said, "Mom, I'm just playing with it, why do you take it seriously!"

At this time, Song Juan would never admit that she was stupid.

After all, it's really silly to say this.

"Really?"

"Mom, am I such a no-brainer?"

Song Juan became a little angry from embarrassment.

Li Guilan thought about it, but she didn't know if she believed it.

However, this topic is over.

Because Song Juan caught a lot of fish this time, the chickens at home couldn't eat so much, and the ducks were still shaking in the reservoir, so Song Juan planned to raise the remaining fish.

Otherwise, if the fish is thrown into the cage, it will stink if it cannot finish eating.

A big wooden barrel, fill it with water, put the canned fish jars directly into it, and the matter is over.

At this time, the big horn in the village suddenly rang.

"Song Laifu, Song Laifu, come to the team headquarters as soon as you hear the broadcast!"

"Song Laifu, Song Laifu!"

The loudspeaker sounded several times before it fell silent.

"Mom, where is my father?"

"Do you want me to visit the village?"

Hearing the broadcast from the loudspeaker, Song Juan looked at Li Guilan.

"Don't worry about it, your father is playing outside, he will go!"

Li Guilan stopped Song Juan directly.

Sure enough, after a while, Song Laifu came back.

In his hand is a coil of water hose.

Obviously, it was the water pipe that Song Juan's second brother helped to build and brought to the village.

At this moment, the bathroom that Song Juan wanted hasn't been opened yet.The village party secretary Qibajin said that the materials could be prepared in three days, but unfortunately, he said this a little too early.

Originally, according to the plan, the water pipes would not be in place until the house was built.But now that the water pipes have arrived, the house is still there.

"Father, when will our house be built?"

Song Juan looked at Song Laifu and asked.

"It will be covered tomorrow!"

"It's a coincidence that the water pipe prepared by your second brother has just arrived here, and the materials for our house to be built have also been prepared, and it is said that it will be delivered in the evening."

"Great!"

Song Juan was really happy when she heard that the bathroom she wanted could be built tomorrow.

Otherwise, it is really inconvenient to take a shower.

Every time I go outside and come back, my body is sticky, but I can only endure it. I can only wash it casually when it gets dark. It is really uncomfortable.

The only thing that bothered her was the big bathtub she wanted, which couldn't be done in a while.

Otherwise, she'd be able to take a good bath.

Speaking of it, this era is really unfair to women.

In the summer, men can go to the reservoir to bathe and swim, while women can only wash at home.

……

In the middle of the afternoon, Song Juan went out again.

Cut pigweed!
These days, mowing hogweed has become her job.

This diligence not only surprised Li Guilan and Song Laifu, but also greatly comforted them.As expected, the girl has grown up and knows to take the initiative to work.

Such a hard-working girl will not have to worry about being rejected by her husband's family when she gets married in the future.

After all, my own daughter is also very good at cooking.

In fact, Song Juan really didn't know anything about the feelings of her old parents.

In the beginning, she mowed pigweed so that the elders could change their strategy of raising pigs and feed them with more coarse grains, so that the pigs would grow faster.

But later, Song Juan found that her body became stronger and stronger after doing this every day, so she changed her mind and regarded cutting hogweed as daily exercise.

First, hike a few miles uphill, then return with a load.

It didn't take long, Song Juan found that her little belly disappeared, and her energy was more abundant.

With such an effective exercise method, it must be continued.

In the middle of the afternoon, the sun was not so strong, and everyone in the village was working on the mountain.

Song Juan met many people and greeted them with a smile.

And when she arrived at her destination and was about to mow the grass, she saw a few acquaintances.

To be precise, it was those educated youths.

"Hi!"

"Are you going to mow pigweed?"

The leader, Kuang Zheng, was rather annoying because he had no chance to approach Song Juan.

He originally wanted to take the opportunity of delivering fish to get in touch with Song Juan more, but today he went to Dongkuang Reservoir and found that the water temperature was too cold for entering the water.

After all, it rained heavily and the reservoir overflowed.

"Yes, what are you doing?"

"Aren't you just being lazy again?"

Song Juan looked at Kuang Zheng and the others. At this time, everyone in the village was busy in the field.

"We, um, are herding cattle!"

"Where's the cow?"

"Eat grass by yourself!"

"is it?"

Song Juan raised her finger and pointed to the sloping field over there, "What's going on in the sweet potato field?"

At this time, the two cows had broken into the sweet potato field and were feasting.

Kuangzheng and the others didn't know whether they were bewildered or did it on purpose.

After being pointed out by Song Juan, she yelled and drove the cow out of the sweet potato field.

The cattle in the village are all collective property, and they are all fed in the cowshed on weekdays.When the weather is good during the day, someone will drive the cattle out to graze on the mountain.

That's the job of a cowherd!

In the past, the village office specially arranged for two adults to be in charge of this matter, usually every few days.One day of cattle herding is full of work points.

After the educated youths came, in order to take care of these city children, they handed over this job to them.

It's just that this group of people are obviously not doing their jobs properly.

Herding cattle is an easy job, as long as you don't let the cattle eat the crops, you can do whatever you want.

But it's such a simple job, these people can't do it well.

To put it bluntly, the mud cannot support the wall.

Because they never regarded themselves as part of the village.

(End of this chapter)