Chapter 5921 Nothing is more than three things
Wang Hongquan looked at his grandson’s back and shook his head with a smile, this brat...
It is the end of May in the lunar calendar, and the early rice has already filled. The early rice will be ripe in a few days.
The weather has been getting hotter and hotter these days, without a drop of rain. The water in the rice fields is more important than human life.
Fortunately, the large reservoir on the Zhengjia Village side was dug deep during the flood fight more than ten years ago. Now during the drought, the reservoir is open, and the fields along this line can be irrigated.
Therefore, Wang Hongquan would go to the rice fields every day, carrying a hoe and a wooden bucket to clear the ditches and try to let the water flow into his own fields for a while.
Wang Hongquan went to the fields to look at the water. Dabai squatted in the toilet for a while. After coming out, he went to the kitchen to scoop out a basin of water and took a shower in the yard. He didn't bother to put on his upper body, so he just pulled it off. Wearing a pair of trousers, I went to the bed in the main room and fell asleep.
Yang Huamei came back from the mountain. When she entered the door, she saw such a big son sleeping on the cool bed with his head tilted to one side and drooling.
Yang Huamei thought of her previous encounters with Ping'er, Huahua, and Bingbing in the mountains.
Ping'er and Huahua went to the mountains early in the morning to collect pine wool, and Bingbing went to pick it up. Hundreds of kilograms of firewood were piled on the wooden cart. Bingbing pulled it in front, and the two women pushed it behind. That picture makes people happy to see it.
Look at this one at home...
Yang Huamei couldn't hold back, stepped forward and slapped Bingbing on the arm.
"The sky is clear and the sun is shining brightly. People are starting to work outside. You are still sleeping at home. Get up!"
Dabai rubbed his eyes and sat up, seeing a head full of hair in front of him. Yang Huamei was sweating, and he stretched.
"Mom, I'm hungry..."
"You bastard, you fall asleep after eating, and eat again when you wake up. Were you a pig in your last life?"
Dabai chuckled: "How can a pig be as considerate as me? I am your eldest son, and I will give you to you in the future." You are here to support yourself till the end of your life." Yang Huamei spat: "I would rather you were a pig. I could get some money by raising a pig, but I would be risking my own life by raising you. Money!”
Dabai curled his lips and said, “Why don’t I just sleep a little longer? Mother, why don’t you want to see me so much? If I were Xiao Hei, wouldn’t you know how to pamper me? "It's here!"
Yang Huamei could only curse a few times and was about to go to the kitchen to heat hot water. When she heard Dabai's words, she turned around.
"What's wrong with Xiao Hei? Xiao Hei is studying hard in school. It's shameful for you to talk to your brother after saying a few words to you!"
Dabai snorted, "Come on, he's still working hard like that. Studying? You people don’t understand.”
“What are you talking about, little Hei?”
Seeing that Yang Huamei's face became serious, as if he wanted to get to the bottom of the matter, Dabai immediately waved his hands and changed his words: "No, no, no, I didn't say anything. I will go to the fields to help my father... ”
After putting on his shoes and going to the ground, he found a jacket and put it on, then grabbed a straw hat and put it on, and Dabai quickly left the house.
Yang Huamei shook her head, feeling helpless. She had to worry about her son when he got older!
Yang Huamei boiled hot water and sent it to the fields. The fields of Lao Wang's family were right next to those of Zhou Sheng's family.
When she brought tea over, Wang Hongquan and Zhou Sheng were squatting on the field dam, smoking dry cigarettes, and chatting about the growth of the rice during the break.
Dabai was lying on the grass behind Wang Hong with his legs crossed, his arms behind his head, and a straw hat covering his face, and he was sleeping soundly.
In the rice field of Zhou Sheng's family, Bingbing was leaning over the rice field pulling weeds.
"You brat, you don't get enough sleep at home and you go to the fields to sleep. People in confinement don't get as much sleep as you. Get up!"
(End of Chapter)
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