The daily life of a farm girl raising a family

Xiaojiu, would you like to hang this lantern here? "

Zhao Yunxi turned around and saw that the third brother Zhao Yunqin had climbed to the top of the persimmon tree.

"Third brother, just hang it up as you like. Pay attention to your safety."

Tonight, the Zhao family courtyard is brightly lit, and everyone is preparing for the banquet two days later.

On the other side, Zhao Youcai's uncle and nephew, who had been running around for three days, had just fallen asleep at the inn.

"Aweng and the others will be very happy to know that we all passed the exam."

"Definitely, your greatest wish in this life, Aweng, is for someone in our family to be admitted as a scholar.

Now that both of you have passed the exam, you, Ah Weng, must be so happy that you can't sleep.

Maybe I’m at home now, and we’ll celebrate together when we get home! "

The three uncles and nephews lying on the bed were excitedly imagining what it would be like when they returned home.

Amid the hustle and bustle, Zhao Yunxi got up after a busy night.

When he packed up and went out, a ray of morning glow happened to shine on Zhao Yunxi's head.

The morning sun is warm, bright and full of vitality.

Looking up at the sky full of morning glow, the warm sunshine and fresh air make you feel comfortable all over.

The accompanying chirping of insects and birds interprets the most beautiful chapter together with nature.

On the mountain to the north of the village, Zhao Yunxi planted a grape seedling on the new foundation of the Zhao family.

Under normal circumstances, it takes 2-5 years for grape vines to bear fruit.

But with the blessing of space black soil and spring water, the time for fruit bearing is greatly shortened.

So next year the Zhao family will not only be able to achieve freedom of grapes, but also the wine that Zhao Yunxi has longed for.

When the smoke rose, Zhao Yunxi went down the mountain.

Before Zhao Yunxi walked through the door, he heard the loud voices of his grandfather and uncle.

Running into the yard, a kind and kind face that I hadn't seen in months came into view.

"Grandpa, grandma, uncle and aunt."

The family members who were greeting their in-laws in the yard heard someone shouting.

As soon as I turned around, I saw my granddaughter rushing over like a monkey.

"Grandma, you think I don't have it!"

Seeing Zhao Yunxi crooked in the old man's arms, everyone smiled happily.

Mrs. Zhang smiled cheerfully: "You little monkey, of course grandma misses you.

Last time when your brother was admitted as a child student, we asked him to come and have a look, but he was busy with spring plowing and orchards and really didn't have time to come.

The last time your father came over and asked him to plant late rice, your grandfather and your uncle followed suit and planted another five acres of land.

When you received the news, all the rice at home had been collected into the warehouse.

Although the harvest was not as good as the first crop of rice, it still yielded nearly two stones per acre.

But your grandpa and your two uncles are very happy. "

The Yang family, father and son, looked at the tired grandparents and grandson, and the smiles on their faces never stopped.

This year our family will have a bumper harvest of both wheat and rice.

"Xiaojiu, come here quickly. This girl of yours has really great ideas.

Not only did the family have a bumper harvest of food, but the fruit trees also grew extremely well after grafting. "

Lin Changyong's wife, who came to Zhao's house to help, listened to Old Yangtou's words and wiped the water from her hands on her clothes.

He looked at the Old Yang family with a smile and said, "Oh, Uncle and Auntie Old Yang. Your family is not the only one to have a good harvest this year.

We in Shatian Village follow Xiaojiu's method of planting wheat and rice, and every family has a bumper harvest.

It’s all due to Uncle Zhao and Xiaojiu. " As soon as Lin Changyong's wife finished speaking, other women in the yard who came to help also echoed.

In an instant, the whole courtyard became lively.

"In-laws, mother-in-law, come in and drink tea."

Zhao Yunxi took Zhang's hand and walked into the main room. Everyone had just reached the door of the main room.

Then I heard someone shouting loudly at the door of the yard: "May, you girl, where have you gone? You don't know where to meet your grandpa!"

Zhao Yuntong, who was sitting bored in the room, heard the familiar shout and bounced out like a cannonball.

"Grandpa, why did you come here! Did you bring me something delicious?"

Zhao Yunxi finally knew where she inherited her loud voice. On this side, the Yang father and son and the little girl have been asking about planting since they entered the house.

Knowing that the saplings grafted by this girl Xiaojiu had survived, Yang Dashan looked at her in surprise. Said: "I thought I had done it well enough, but I didn't expect you, this girl, to be even more powerful! How did you deal with it?"

"Grandpa and uncle, the trees I graft are relatively young, and secondly, the choice of branches and buds may be different. Tomorrow I will accompany my grandpa and uncle to go up the mountain to take a look. I still don't know many things, and I have to trouble my uncle to explain them to me. speak."

Yang Chunsheng looked at his granddaughter with a kind look on his face, and said cheerfully: "Why are you so polite, kid? If you don't know anything, just ask me. Your uncle doesn't know as much as I do."

Zhao Yunxi laughed happily, "Grandpa, is this really delicious?"

"What are you three generations talking about? You are so happy!"

Zhao Yunxi and the other three looked towards the place where they were talking. A kind-faced old man with a tall white beard walked into the room with a smile.

Yang Chunsheng's beard trembled with laughter, and he said: "Oh, brother, come and sit down quickly. It's my granddaughter who wants to build a big house for me next year?"

Hearing this, the white-bearded old man raised his eyebrows and looked at Zhao Yunxi who was standing aside.

Then he said to Yang Chunsheng: "Then you are enjoying a blessing! My granddaughter still wants to honor you."

Yang Chunsheng touched his beard and smiled so hard that he couldn't even see his eyes.

Zhao Yuntong looked at his grandfather looking at Xiao Jiu with a loving expression.

Then he said: "Grandpa, I will also honor you."

He Yongxing, who was reminiscing with Yang Chunsheng, heard his granddaughter's words and touched her head.

He said happily: "Okay, okay, I know you are a good boy who knows how to love others."

Zhao Yuntong ran up to Zhao Yunxi and said happily: "Xiaojiu, my grandfather brought me a lot of toys. You can choose one later and I will give it to you."

"Your grandfather made it for you, are you willing to give it to me?"

Seeing Xiaojiu's disbelief, Zhao Yuntong said loudly: "If anyone else wants it, I definitely won't want it.

But if Xiaojiu likes it, I will definitely give it to you. "

Listening to the conversation between the two little girls, the three people chatting all laughed in unison.

In the afternoon at Shatin Village Square.

Zhao Yunxi placed the bench on his shoulders on the ground.

Looking at the playmates running around in the square, Zhao Yunxi and others quickly joined the battle.

After a while, the whole square was filled with the laughter of children.

Sure enough, no matter what time it is, being a child is the most worry-free.

Zhao Yunxi, who was sitting on the banyan tree, looked at his brothers having fun under the tree.

Swinging his legs leisurely.

Suddenly Zhao Yuntong, who was sitting nearby, screamed, accompanied by a violent cough.

Zhao Yunxi was so frightened that he quickly turned around and saw Zhao Yuntong pointing in the direction of the village with one hand.

The other hand kept beating his chest.

Zhao Yunxi quickly sat over and patted Zhao Yuntong on the back. It took a while for Zhao Yuntong to stop coughing.

"Xiaojiu, look over there."

Zhao Yunxi looked in the direction pointed by her right hand and saw a bullock cart coming towards the village.