Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Yang Huamei's entrustment
Wang Shuanzi smiled wryly: "Not necessarily. At this age, I have a big appetite. I lost weight because I grew taller. It may not be because of studying."

Yang Huamei glared at Wang Shuanzi, a little annoyed: "How do you know your son didn't study hard?"

Wang Shuanzi said with a sincere face: "I don't look at anything else, but every time he comes home from vacation, he doesn't practice a word, doesn't read a book, and just wants to go up the mountain with Dabai to hunt birds Those who touch shrimp don’t focus on studying.”

Yang Huamei's cheeks were a little hot, the third brother was still standing beside him, would this silly Shuanzi still talk?

"You haven't studied for a day, so how do you know how to study? Maybe we, Xiao Hei, are exhausted in the school, and we can relax after the holiday. Don't worry about it for a day or two, third brother, what do you say?" Isn't it?"

Yang Huazhong smiled, "Don't worry, Meier, I think what Shuanzi said is reasonable."

"A martial artist never leaves his fists, and he never leaves his mouth when he sings."

"Students should never leave books in their hands. Even if they are on vacation, they can't stay away from books all day long. If they don't write, read, read, or memorize, then they are just reading dumb books. Don't get used to it, and supervise them more. Xiao Hei, this is for his own good!"

These words came from Yang Huazhong's mouth. If others dared to say that, Yang Huamei would have turned back.

But Yang Huazhong is different.

The identity of the elder brother is second, mainly because Yang Huazhong has cultivated a champion son, and his words have weight.

"Well, third brother, what you said is reasonable. Next time when Xiao Hei comes back, I will supervise and supervise."

No matter what, Xiao Hei is still studying seriously, not as absent-minded as you said.

Yang Huamei silently defended her son in her heart.

Yang Huazhong also saw that Yang Huamei said obedient words, and he was a little unconvinced in his heart, which is also human nature.

"I think Xiao Hei is an idiot. If you reason with him, he will really do it after listening to him. He is a good boy."

Yang Huazhong turned around and praised a few words.

By the way, he also praised Dabai who stayed at home and worked as a farmer with Wang Hongquan.

At this point, the smile on Yang Huamei's face recovered a bit.

"Third brother, speaking of Dabai, I really want to discuss with you."

"You said."

"Third Brother, let's understand. I have bad legs and feet, and I'm always a bit weak when doing farm work."

"And this kid's brain is quite nimble. When he was studying, his grades were better than Xiao Hei's. If he didn't have a lame foot, he would definitely still be studying now."

"En." Yang Huazhong nodded, and then listened back.

"Third brother, our family has discussed it and asked Dabai his opinion. We want to spend some money to send him out to learn a craft, but we don't know what to learn. Can you help us figure it out?"

Yang Huazhong was a warm-hearted person, under the eager and expectant gaze of Yang Huamei and Wang Shuanzi, he immediately pinched his chin and began to think carefully.

"In my opinion, bricklayers, carpenters, and painters are the most practical crafts, and they can earn money for food no matter what time they are."

Yang Huamei smiled wryly: "Dabai is a lame man, it's not appropriate to do those jobs without climbing up and down ladders."

Yang Huazhong continued to ponder.

"Then let's play the craftsman. You can also play cotton wool for other people's homes. No matter what kind of status you are, you have to sleep and cover yourself with a quilt."

"Being a bombmaker, although you can't make a lot of money, but this job will survive drought and flood, and you will not lose your job."

Yang Huamei covered her mouth and smiled: "Third Brother, don't you know about your nephew? He thinks he's pretty handsome, and he's a bit obsessed with cleanliness. You asked him to be a bomber, and the cotton shreds covered his head full of melon seeds." Yes, he must dislike it!"

Yang Huazhong frowned, but said nothing.

But Wang Shuanzi couldn't stand it anymore, and said to Yang Huamei: "It's not that simple to eat that bowl of rice, there is no reason to lie down and make money..."

Seeing Yang Huamei's unkind gaze, Wang Shuanzi quickly changed his mind and said, "I can't figure it out for a while, why don't we talk about it now, let's talk about it another day."

Yang Huamei shifted her gaze to Yang Huazhong: "Third brother, Dabai is your nephew, you have to pay attention to this matter for me, and if it doesn't work, send him to work in Qing'er's restaurant. Anyone who is stupid can follow Fifth Brother's ass and be a waiter, and my Dabai is better than Yongqing..."

Yang Huamei talked excitedly, and there was nothing to block her mouth. Wang Shuanzi secretly poked her and gave her eyes, but she didn't receive it, and kept talking.

Yang Huazhong interrupted her impatiently: "Mei'er, Dabai has Dabai's strengths, and Qing boy also has Qing boy's strengths. You can't just step on one."

Yang Huamei was slightly embarrassed.

"Third Brother, I didn't mean that..."

"Okay, I also know you have no bad intentions." Yang Huazhong waved his hand.

"I will help Dabai pay attention to the matter of learning crafts, but if he wants to work in a restaurant, he has to go to Qing'er, and I don't care about that."

……

On the way home, Yang Huamei walked fast in front alone, no matter what Wang Shuanzi yelled from behind, she kept walking.

Wang Shuanzi was in poor health, his steps were sloppy, and he gasped for breath when he walked too fast.

Normally Yang Huamei would have stopped to wait for him if she had gambled for a while, but this time Yang Huamei was a little bit aggrieved after being told by Yang Huazhong, so she buried her head and went straight home.

In the yard, Wang Hongquan was squatting there to wash his mouth, and there was an earthen basin for washing his face at his feet.

"You're back? Why isn't Shuanzi with you?"

"Behind."

After saying this, Yang Huamei turned around and went into the kitchen.

Wang Hongquan was left in the yard with a puzzled expression on his face.

What's the matter, daughter-in-law?Why are you so angry?Could it be that the couple had a quarrel?

After Wang Hongquan washed his face, he went to the backyard to go to the latrine, and finally Wang Shuanzi entered the house while leaning on the courtyard wall.

"Oh, why did you make it like this? Hurry up, sit down and take a breath."

Wang Hongquan hurried over to support Wang Shuanzi, only to see Wang Shuanzi's face was pale, sweat was all over his face, and his clothes were wet and stuck to his back.

"What's going on?"

After sitting on the pony saddle with his back against the adobe wall and taking a few deep breaths, Wang Shuanzi finally calmed down a bit.

Seeing Wang Hongquan squatting in front of him with a tense expression on his face, Wang Shuanzi forced out a smile, "I'm fine."

It's all like this, is it okay?Wang Hongquan is not a fool.

He glanced at the kitchen, but Yang Huamei didn't come out to take a look the whole time.

"Shuanzi, let me tell you, your body is your own, and your life is also your own. Others don't care about your life, you have to have a sense of proportion..."

Before Wang Shuanzi could stop his father's words, Yang Huamei rushed out of the kitchen.

An apron was tied around his waist, a spatula was in his hand, and the corners of his eyes were red, as if he had just cried.

"I'm the one who bullied him? I'm the big villain? Wang Shuanzi, tell your father yourself that I bullied you, but I don't care if you live or die!"

Wang Hongquan stood up, "Is this how you talk to elders? Huh?"

(End of this chapter)