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He will carefully put the grass seeds and wheat grains into the chicken coop trough, instead of sprinkling it to save trouble; when feeding the rabbits, he also selects clean grass stalks piece by piece, and sometimes adds meals to them. Acorn noodles, dried chestnuts, breadcrumbs, there are many varieties.

Small animals are very clever and know who is good to them.When little Albert approaches, the chickens will growl with joy, and the gray-yellow rabbits will jump up and down in the wooden cage.When the latter puts up his long ears, it is so cute and cute. Every time he provokes the owner to stretch out his little hand and rub the bunch of fur balls happily.

After playing with the little chicken and rabbit, it's almost time for breakfast.Since the eldest brother left home to serve as a soldier, the fire was basically attributed to Jorj.There is a saying that the second son of the Lu Meng family is really handy in doing this. He is an apprentice blacksmith. He is best at dealing with fire, so that charcoal and wood can burn quickly and economically.

However, there are some stubborn illnesses that can't be overcome even with the skills.Regardless of the furnace or the fireplace, as long as the fire is lit, smoke will emerge from the windows, doorways, and chimneys at the same time, causing people to cough.

At such times, Mrs. Lumont would leave the long house with her daughter, and hand over the stove and boiling pot to Jorri.Throughout this year, her main job is to take care of this pink baby.The two grown-up sons, in addition to standing on the side and admiring, also have to be with their father and accept the call of the mistress at any time.

This is also impossible.Regardless of whether the family is rich or poor, raising a child is the most energy-consuming task, and the whole family will have to be busy with the slightest disturbance.Last night, the little sister burst into tears for some reason, and Hu Beier had to take her two sons into battle together, and spent the entire prayer time, which barely coaxed the baby.

This morning, the little girl finally stopped making trouble, lying in her mother's arms and feeding quietly.The three fathers and sons who had breakfast all grew up in the same place."When she falls asleep, she is like an angel." Jorge filled the wooden bowl with oatmeal, and commented with a smile:

"However, the time for our little sister to be an angel is still not long enough. In the future, she will have to learn from her second elder brother. When I was a child, that was a famous and good boy in the village.

"You were naughty than your sister at the time. When you were two years old, you ran around in the clutter and almost had a samarium knife (sickle) cut into two." Hu Beier said coarsely, and handed the wooden plate to him. Second son:

"Children are all the same. You'll know when you get married. Don't give me peas, don't need one."

Zoerri made a face, put down his wooden bowl first, and then hummed a small song to serve his father.His hands were steady, and he could fill the wooden tray in two strokes, without spilling almost a drop of soup.In comparison, the little Albert was a lot awkward, and filled the wooden bowl three times in a row. When breaking the bread, he broke his own piece by mistake.

Large pieces of scum can be picked up and eaten.The smaller pieces can only be gathered up and fed to the chickens.Ruoerri will definitely not let this opportunity pass. There is no less irony in his mouth, but while he teased, he did not forget to scrape the pottery bowl with a wooden spoon, and evenly gave all his favorite porridge at the bottom of the pot. Albert.

"This is punishing you!" Ruoerri rubbed his little brother's head and smiled very brightly:

"Chew harder, remember the stupidity you made today. Don't try hard next time!"

Huber also handed over food, a piece of brown bread that was brown and sour and covered with dry wheat flour.He didn't say much, he just stuffed the bread into his son's bowl, and he couldn't refuse.

Little Albert looked at the bowl full of food, his heart warm.But his mouth was stuffed with oatmeal, and although he was really grateful, he could only nod his head and make a reverberant noise at the same time.After the meal, my father had to weed the ground, and the second brother had to help the master strike iron. Both of them had a lot of physical exertion a day; but they were able to share precious food for their families without hesitation.[This is home.My sweetest home.

I am happy, and the food tastes very delicious.Like other farmers, Lumeng’s first meal of the day was thick oatmeal boiled with water, with long loaves of black bread that lasted for many days.In addition to the oats in the next year, the porridge also contains a few handfuls of peas, two onions, and a small amount of pickled lard for flavor. There are everything in the brown bread, including wheat, oats, bran, acorns, chestnuts, heaven and earth. All the produce in the woods can be found.

Oatmeal is very hot and can burn your lips.The brown bread smells sour and hard to pick up. It can really be used as a stick when necessary.The two foods must be mixed together in order to become a breakfast that can be eaten. Lord Lord in the castle, I am afraid that this kind of food will be stunned.

Farmers are different from these big people. They eat this every day, and it can be said to be handy.At Lumeng's house, even the slowest little Albert can eat up and wipe off in ten minutes, and the wooden bowl is clean enough to make the ants slip.

The three people not only eat quickly, but also clean up the tableware.In the blink of an eye, wooden spoons, wooden plates, wooden bowls, and pottery bowls were placed in the sun to dry, and the rest of the pot washing water was taken to the chicken coop and rabbit cage by the little Albert.No way, it’s really bad if they are unhappy. They finish their chores one minute earlier, and they can go to work in one minute. The farmer is not like a priest. As long as he kneels in front of the shrine and prays, he can earn daily meals. Even the whole kingdom is counting on them to eat in the soil.

Hubel carried his hoe and left first.Mrs. Lumen hugged her little daughter, kissed her husband generously goodbye, and confessed a lot of precautions by the way.Joer Richong stuck his tongue out with his parents, then put on a heavy linen blouse, put the zipped pocket full of bits and pieces on his right shoulder, and jumped to the village east blacksmith's shop.Little Albert just set off at the last, and the outfit is the heaviest among the three, and the variety is also called the most:

An old pullover dyed in dark blue with eight patches, used to keep out the wind and rain, as well as to protect against bird droppings; the torn linen pants just over the knee, butt has been worn almost transparent; after the two big brothers passed through The old shoes were changed into smaller ones, and the soles were sealed with two pieces of rabbit skins, which were okay to deal with stones and wooden thorns; the two little sows who had just finished rolling in the pen and were covered in dirty mud and kept humming and barking. , Which adds up to exactly one fat load (about 40 kg).

That's right, there are two little pigs humming.At Lumen's house, the most important job for Little Albert was to go to the firewood forest to the south of Noblewa village to herd pigs.During this year, he will watch the little piglet grow up until it becomes a big pig that can be slaughtered.