Please come down when it gets dark

"Second Grandpa, the pigtails don't look good. Please re-tie them."

I was sitting on the ridge of the field, holding a two- or three-year-old girl in my arms, and following her instructions, I was showing off my talents on the little girl's head.

In addition to the female doll in my arms, I was also carrying a baby who was just one year old on my back.

Not far away, there were two little girls of four or five years old, lighting a fire and roasting corn.

While I was tying pigtails for the little baby in my arms, I said to the two little girls who were roasting corn:
"Brother Zhao, Brother Pan, you two watch the fire and don't burn the corn.

Bake a few more. Today your grandpa and grandma will bring your uncles over and let them try them too.
After eating, I took all the corn sticks back and kept them for burning the kang in the winter.

This year's sweet sorghum stalks can squeeze sugar. Come back, I'll pop corn popsicles for you.
Brother Wang, don’t move around - look, if you move around, you may have tied it wrong again.
In a few years, when you all grow up to be big girls, I will perm your hair.

It seems that the war between gods is about to end now. When the time comes, you will have a big wave on your head. When the young men outside see it, their eyes will be straightened.

Where have they ever seen such a beautiful girl?My nose is bleeding.”

After listening to my words, several little girls were so amused that they kept laughing.

At this time, Mingyue, whose hair had been cut short, was seen walking out of the field with his pregnant wife, who was about to give birth.

Although six years have passed, Mingyue still looks like a teenager and a half.

Having just harvested an acre of grain, Ming Yue was sweating profusely from exhaustion.

While breathing heavily, he pulled his wife to me, sat down and said to me:
"Second uncle, this acre of corn has been harvested.

Tomorrow we will harvest the rice from those two acres of land, and that will be it for this year.

I told Baozhu just now that the harvest this year is good. Second uncle, you have to accompany me to the city before it snows.

Change to some cotton, cotton cloth, salt or something like that
The last time I was in town, I saw a generator.

It can be replaced by two live pigs, I thought."

"Don't even think about it"

I interrupted Mingyue's words, put Brother Shen Wang down in my arms, and continued:

"Can you generate electricity just by replacing the generator? You must have the same diesel and gasoline, right?

This thing is much more expensive than grain. Ten pounds of rice are exchanged for one liter of diesel.
Our family now only has five children. What family would dare to use a generator?

Listen to me, five pounds of corn can be exchanged for ten pounds of paraffin, and if ten pounds of paraffin are made into candles, we can light them for two years. "

When I said this, I glanced at the few little girls running wildly on the ground and continued to say to the bright moon:

"Bring a live pig and give your girls some things they need at their age."

When I said this, I took another look at Baozhu holding a big belly, and said helplessly to my nephew-in-law:

"You are about to give birth, so don't work with Mingyue. It would be great to raise the baby at home.
Also, you two have to give me a warm word this time.

After the fifth child was born, we took a few years off.

You two have been busy since you got married. You gave birth to five girls in six years.
You two take care of the birth, and when it’s done, leave it to me and I’ll take care of it.”

As I was talking, I began to regret it. If I had known this earlier, I would have done nothing to protect the match six years ago and allowed Mingyue to get married and have children here.
Six years ago, I was brought to this era of divine warfare by the 'Little Taoist Priest' Mingyue. At first, I thought this was another conspiracy of the 'Little Taoist Priest', but as the days passed, I began to waver in my previous suspicions. .

At first I even thought that Mingyue was the Emperor of Heaven, or some divine consciousness or avatar of the Emperor of Heaven.

In order to confirm this conjecture, I tried my best to arrange the marriage between Mingyue and Baozhu.

I don't believe that the Emperor of Heaven dares to violate the rules of heaven and marry a mortal woman and have children.
Unexpectedly, Mingyue got married half-heartedly, and then gave birth to five daughters at a rate of almost one a year.
I originally thought that after the child was born, I would hand it over to the child's grandfather and grandmother to look after it.

But Mingyue's father-in-law gave birth to a brother-in-law for him first. The old couple were too busy to do it themselves, and the younger couple had no experience, so they had no choice but to give the child to me.

Originally, I didn't plan to take the baby, but strangely enough, this newborn baby doesn't recognize its parents, but it recognizes me.
The newborn baby was crying and screaming, and no one could coax it. But as soon as the baby was in my arms, he immediately closed his mouth and fell asleep in my arms.

So I took care of the baby for Mr. and Mrs. Mingyue. I originally thought that I would be relieved when the baby was older, but I didn’t expect that Mingyue was really not idle at all. Daughters were born one after another, almost seamlessly, with a baby belly. She gave birth to five girls in six years.

In the past six years, I have tried every means to test Mingyue, but he has not revealed any flaws.

By the third year, I even admitted that he had really lost his memory.
After listening to my words, Baozhu sighed and said to me:
"Second uncle, isn't this to give your Shen family a successor?
My father-in-law’s life and death are unknown now. Second uncle, you must have two wives, but they are neither around.

Now don’t we just rely on our bright moon?
If I hadn't wanted to give your old Shen family a boy, I wouldn't have planned to have another baby after giving birth to the third child. "

Mingyue supported his wife and said:
"Whether this baby is a boy or not, so be it.
When you give birth to your eldest child, it's like taking half of your life.

Then I won't be like you and I won't suffer like this again.
Maybe my father will marry another wife and have children outside, and inherit the incense of our Shen family.

It's a pity that I can't remember what my father looks like. Now that the God War is about to end, I can't even recognize him when I see him face to face while walking on the street."

In the past six years, Mingyue has never recovered his memory. He has been living in the illusory world I built for him, treating me as his only relative.
Seeing Mingyue looking a little lonely, I comforted him and said:

"Isn't this me?

Mingyue, just treat me as your father and be filial. When you meet my brother Shenyang, I will introduce you to him."

"Shen Yang? Isn't my father's name Shen La?"

Mingyue's eyes widened and she continued to say to me:
"What is my dad's name?
Last year on the 28th of the first lunar month, you said it was my father’s birthday, and you said my father’s name sounded like a provincial capital. Why has it become so serious now? "

It's broken. Remember it.
I glanced at Ming Yue calmly, and after mentally turning around several times, I said to Ming Yue and his wife:
"Shenyang is the name on your father's household registration book, and Shen La is the nickname our family calls him.

Your father started eating chili peppers when he was six years old, and he became more and more addicted to them. He was not afraid of spicy food at all.

Your great-grandfather and my grandfather started calling him Shen La, and then everyone in the family called him that, and they didn't change it until you were born."

Before I finished speaking, Mingyue suddenly raised her head and looked behind me and said:
"Second uncle, someone from outside is coming."