Soft and cute Zaizai wins in the era article

Chen Li swallowed secretly:
"Mom, I won't eat. You and Dad will eat."

With that said, he handed the bowl to Liu Changbao, who was already sitting at the table and was about to take out the tobacco leaves from his pocket.

Liu Hongjun quickly stood up and took out two cigarettes from the luggage placed by the wall:
"Old man (the author's hometown, old man means dad), stop smoking those leaf cigarettes and smoke this one. This one was bought for you by Manchunwutou, her parents bought it for you."

When the cigarette was taken out, not only Liu Changbao's eyes widened, but Liu Hongjun's two younger brothers also looked at the cigarette that Liu Hongjun handed to Liu Changbao's hand with envy.

"This, this is so expensive. Why did you get it back, you little melon? You should have kept it until your father-in-law (father-in-law, meaning father-in-law) smoked it."

Liu Changbao held two cigarettes in his hands and almost shivered. In his life, that is, when he was working in the county town, he had seen cigarettes displayed in cigarette sales places in shopping malls, but they were also in packs.

Normally, only when someone wants to hire someone to do some work would they be willing to buy a pack to entertain guests. How could they be so generous and take out two cigarettes?
Zhao Suhua also looked at Yang Manchun in surprise. They had known that the second daughter-in-law's mother-in-law was capable and wealthy, but they had only seen Liu Hongjun say it in letters and had never met her face to face.

The whole family was shocked when two cigarettes were released. Liu Hongjun's two younger brothers, who had not seen Liu Hongjun, also gathered around them. Did they almost snatch the cigarettes from their father's hand and examine them carefully?
Liu Hongjun calmly retracted his hand, sat down again and picked up the chopsticks:

"Old man, smoke it if it's given to you. Don't put it away. This kind of cigarette has a shelf life. When it expires, it's poison. You can't smoke it."

Afraid that his old father would be reluctant to smoke and kept putting it down, Liu Hongjun deliberately used words that he could understand and said it more seriously.

"..."

Liu Changbao glanced at Liu Hongjun:
"You melon kid, do you think I mean Ha (four tones, meaning stupid in Sichuan dialect, the author couldn't find another word to replace it, so I'll just use "ha")?"

He couldn't bear to smoke, but he still had three sons at home, each with two packs, his two brothers, and the old man who had already taken in less air and had more air out. Why should he try it again before closing his eyes? Taste the taste of this cigarette.

Thinking of this, Liu Changbao sighed in his heart, and then looked up at his second son.
"Eat quickly, then go to sleep after eating. Tomorrow morning, you will have to pay a visit to your grandpa. During this period, the old man has been calling your name as soon as he opens his eyes."

Zhao Suhua nodded, picked up the chopsticks from the table and handed them to the eldest daughter-in-law:

"We'll eat it in the house. After eating, you should go to bed early. We'll eat it in the town early tomorrow morning."

She looked up at her other two sons again:
"You should go to bed as well. We will have to work hard tomorrow morning to get your eldest brother back."

She didn't care about the other two daughters-in-law, she just lowered her head and spoke slowly to Yang Manchun, who had been watching them talking:

"Manchun, you and Jun Wazi can wash up after eating. The hot water is in the pot, and I'll make beds for you."

She also had to get mugwort and fumigate the house, firstly to repel mosquitoes, and secondly to remove the odor in the house.

She looked at the delicate look of her second daughter-in-law, but she had to try her best to remove mosquitoes and smells from the house so as not to be disgusted by others.

Yang Manchun blushed and said "hmm" like a mosquito. She lowered her head and quietly stuffed eggs into her mouth. As for the noodles, she just took a bite and she really couldn't eat them anymore.

...Soon, Liu Changbao, Liu Hongjun, and Yang Manchun were the only ones left in the hall. Liu Changbao knocked on the cigarette pot, and his hand reached to his waist before pulling it back.

Liu Hongjun put down his chopsticks again, and when Liu Changbao was about to stop him, he unpacked the cigarettes, took out a box and opened it.

"If I tell you to smoke this, just smoke this. That leaf cigarette of yours is too smelly."

As he said this, he gave his father a subtle wink, meaning, if your daughter-in-law from the city is here, don't smoke anything that smells strong.

Liu Changbao had no choice but to take the cigarette from his son. He first put it in front of his nose and smelled it cherishedly, and then put it to his mouth.

To be honest, although he disliked the cigarettes he bought with money, he didn't like smoking them because they were not as enjoyable as his leaf cigarettes.

But looking at his second daughter-in-law who was lowering her head to eat noodles, he still didn't light the cigarette.

Liu Hongjun ignored him and asked him while eating noodles:
"You and my brother are still keeping watch by the weir pond (here means pond) at night?"

There was a fish outbreak in the village a few years ago. Since the fields had been distributed to each household, no one wanted the pond, which was the collective property of the village. After he learned about this situation from a letter, he asked his family to pool money to contract the pond.

His father was originally unwilling, saying that the ten acres of farmland at home were enough, so what would be the use of contracting the pond?

For this matter, he went to ask someone who had a pond in the suburbs of Beijing. He spent 50 yuan and learned some experience from them, and then told the family that if the pond was contracted, they could both raise fish and fish. Lotus roots can also be grown.

In fact, the pond in their village was used to raise fish, but no one here has ever planted lotus roots, and the fish they raised were divided by the villagers in previous years and were never sold at all.

As for the lotus root, for them, at least in the entire commune, it is a legendary existence. No one has ever grown it. The younger members of the commune have even heard that no one has ever seen lotus root.

This is not an exaggeration. Even their family was lucky enough to eat lotus root only once when he went to the county town to attend high school.

He still remembered that when he came back and mentioned that he had eaten lotus roots, his parents were a little surprised, but unlike his brothers and sisters, they kept asking questions out of curiosity.

Either he was asked whether lotus roots really have many holes, or how long the silk of lotus roots could be stretched. At that time, his third brother was still swallowing his saliva and asked him what the lotus roots tasted like.

"If you don't keep your temper, do you have to be barbaric?"

Not long after the fry were put down in the pond, they discovered that someone was fishing for fish. They had no choice but to take turns guarding the fish at night with four men in the family.

Liu Changbao frowned slightly:
"Junwazi, can you really sell these fish after they are grown? There are also lotus roots. I searched several places before I found some seeds. I spent more than 20 yuan and bought such a small pile. Someone should plant them. Buying Man?"

He gestured with his hands, and he couldn't help but feel distressed as he spoke.

More than 20 yuan, not even half a basket of seeds. What if no one wants to plant them?
Liu Hongjun doesn't know yet, but he can tell from Wen Minghua's braised meat shop and the stalls that have sprung up in the streets and alleys of Beijing.
"Old man, don't worry. When the time comes, put away the lotus roots and fish, and you can take them to the county town with my brother. I promise, they will sell well."