Back to the Sixties: Farm, Get Wealthy & Raise the Cubs

The meal was eaten at the old Zhou's house, but after finishing the meal, the two aunts came over and sat down for a while.

Lin Qinghe also welcomes that, after all, these two are not superb relatives, they are still very kind, so there are no such two relatives in the family.

Aunt Zhou and Aunt Tuesday also now know that the oldest four are really better, naturally, they are also happy to move around.

Before Lin Qinghe hadn't come, they didn't come in half a step. Of course, the original owner was not rare.

In the eyes of the original owner, this is the kind of poor cousin.

Aunt Zhou and Aunt Tuesday took their men until 2:00 in the afternoon. The two had the same journey, and the two sisters chatted.

"Now the fourth one is more and more sensible." Aunt Zhou said with great satisfaction.

"Before Qingbai was not at home, she was a woman with three children, and she was still young at the time, it was not easy." Aunt Tuesday said.

She blamed it on this.

Brother Zhou thinks so too.

For a woman, the person next to you may not matter, but the man at home must be indispensable.

The men in the family are just like the top beams.

Aunt Zhou and Aunt Tuesday are very traditional ideas, but because of this idea, both of them lived very contentedly.

Although her in-laws were biased towards the big house on Tuesday, their husband and wife have now moved out separately. No matter what happens in the future, they will not hinder them.

So it's also comfortable.

"Sister, I am afraid that the money owed to you will have to be slowed down before you can be paid back." Aunt Tuesday told her sister.

"You have to live your life well before you talk." Aunt Zhou didn't care much.

Although her family's conditions are not too good, she is in no hurry to spend money.

The two sisters chatted all the way to the forked road, and then took their men home.

Lin Qinghe didn't know what the two aunts said about herself. She was steaming red beans.

Planning to make some red bean buns.

Cook the red beans and cook them until the water is completely dry. Use a spoon to make these red beans into red bean paste, add the appropriate sugar and stir well.

Then scoop it out, wrap it in the rolled dough and put it on the pan. The steamed buns are red bean paste.

It's just slightly sweet, but Zhou Qingbai can eat seven such buns.

The elder brother also likes to eat.

Not to mention Zhou Fu and Zhou Mu, one person can eat a few soups cooked with mashed sesame peanuts.

This year's winter is too cold, so I didn't go to the city to play, wait until the spring is about to come back to look at it for a while, and it's always a good idea to take a photo as a memorial for a year.

Zhou Qingbai and his two young sons were idle and went to play pheasants and hares every day. Lin Qinghe cooked at home if he had nothing to do.

Speaking of the busiest is the baby, recite the text, write mathematics questions or something ...

But on the seventh day, Lin Qinghe gave him a holiday.

"Your dad and your uncle are going to play pheasant far away, you go with them." Lin Qinghe asked.

Dawa was really interested, so he looked at his father.

Zhou Qingbai had no opinion, only said: "Don't hold back."

"It must not be hindered!" Dawa immediately said.

Because the place to go is far away, the second baby and the third baby ca n’t follow. The big baby is okay. The boy is now shorter than the average 14-year-old child. .

Last year, he stringed about 10 centimeters. When winter entered this year, she had to make two new ones for him. Last year, she didn't wear enough.

And it's too cold now, otherwise it's all going out to run with his father, good physical fitness.

After the third brother Lin came, they set off together, and one of them also got a hatchet, just in case.

After all, in the winter, it is not that rare to have large wild animals foraging.

Of course, Zhou Qingbai doesn't have to. He has a good hand. A bare hand, a wolf is not necessarily his opponent.

Three brothers Lin and Dawa took one by one, together with the buns. They didn't have to come back to eat at noon, just gnawing the buns outside.

It's just a meal, so don't worry about anything, and come back at night and cook it again.

It was almost dark until the evening, and Zhou Qingbai, Dawa and Third Brother Lin only dragged a giant back.

Yes, a giant!

"Wild boar!" Lin Qinghe widened his eyes, surprised.

Isn't this giant that was dragged back with a wooden board just a wild boar with fangs!

I went to fight pheasants today, but I didn't expect to bring back such a big boar!

Father Zhou and Mother Zhou also came over. Obviously, I was surprised to see such a big wild boar.

"Qingbai and Dawa are all right?" Zhou Mother asked quickly.

"It's okay, father and mother, don't worry." Lin Qinghe comforted.

There is nothing wrong with Brother Lin.

Speaking of hunting this wild boar, there is also a certain amount of luck. Zhou Qingbai gave a lot of effort and gave this thick-bodied wild boar two knives to force the wild boar to slam past him.

That was deliberately chopping it. No, Zhou Qingbai dodged it, and it rammed directly onto the boulder, and then went up to make up two knives, and the wild boar died.

Although the process that Dawa said was simple, it was obviously thrilling.

But this time, the three of them are eating, eating ribs noodles, and a bowl of scrambled eggs for them to mix and eat.

Including Zhou Qingbai, they ate a little bit gulped and dragged such a wild boar back from such a far place. Even a strong man like Zhou Qingbai was exhausted. Especially at noon he gnawed two buns and was not hungry at all.

Mother Zhou was relieved after seeing that all three of them were fine.

The people in the village outside the door couldn't help but want to take advantage of it: "Mr. Lin, this wild boar is so big, simply divided?"

Before Lin Qinghe spoke, Mother Zhou spewed out: "You want to be beautiful, this is a few lives of Qingbai in my family, you open your mouth and want to go, why don't you go to heaven?"

"It's true that my family can't eat this pork, but Dawa will go to high school this year. The family has a lot of expenses on weekdays, and there is no money left. This wild boar is the time to come." Lin Qinghe said.

Everyone will understand, this is want to sell?

"But didn't Dawa just go to junior year, how about going to high school?" Someone asked.

"This year I plan to skip the grade and go directly to the second day of the junior year. Isn't it just going to take the first year of high school in the second half?" Lin Qinghe said.

Everyone burst into an uproar.

"This pork is a normal exchange. It is not a sale. There is no way for the children to go to school at home. If you want to report the oldest four of my family to do business, you can try it. "Father Zhou said.