Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 7110 Filial Piety
When asked this, Dabai rubbed his hands with a smile, with a simple and honest face.

"Actually, it's nothing. It's just that some people sell goods, but they don't sell them in the right place. I will help sell them together and get a commission from them."

Yang Huamei asked a few more questions. She was a layman in business, so Dabai was vague.

Anyway, Yang Huamei just needs to be sure of one thing after going through a lot of tossing and turning, that is, knowing that she is doing business in a serious way.

"Then how long can you stay at home this trip?" Yang Huamei asked again.

Dabai thought for a while, "Originally, I planned to leave after two or three days. Isn't this just in time for spring plowing? I thought about helping out at home with farm work for a few days before leaving, so that mother and brother can relax. "

Yang Huamei's eyes were reddened by Dabai's thoughtfulness again.

"It's okay, there's not much work at home, your brother and I can handle it."

"Just go out and do business with all your heart, and don't worry about it at home."

Dabai said, "Okay."

"By the way, mother, where did my grandfather go? I haven't seen him for a long time since I came back, old man?"

When Wang Hongquan was mentioned, the smile on Yang Huamei's face disappeared.

"I was just about to tell you that we are separated."

"What? Separation? What kind of division?"

"Your grandfather lived alone in the old house at the back."

"What? An old house?"

"Well, it's the two rooms that your father's grandfather lived in before his death. Ask your little grandfather and a few cousins ​​to help clean up. Your grandfather moved in."

Dabai's face was full of astonishment, he knew that the relationship between mother and father was not good, but he didn't expect that the family would be separated after going out for more than ten days.

"Mother, this is not good, my grandfather is getting old, and there is no one around to take care of him, so it is not convenient to cook and do laundry..."

Yang Huamei could tell that Dabai meant it from the bottom of her heart.

Although I don't get along well with my father-in-law, I understand that they are my own grandson after all, and the relationship between grandparents and grandchildren lies there.

"Dabai, mother is sorry for you, but mother really can't do anything."

Yang Huamei raised her hand and wiped the corners of her eyes.

"It's not good for your father and I to live under the same roof. In the past, your father was caught in the middle and muddled."

"Your father is gone, and our son-in-law and weng will live together again, and we will quarrel every day, which is not good for anyone."

"Going to live in the old house in the backyard is also your own idea. We didn't argue or quarrel, so we just packed up and moved in. We have lived here for three or four days."

"I'll wash his clothes, and I'll be happy to deliver his meals. As long as you don't live under the same roof, as long as you don't go in and out of the same yard, I will accept them all. You, don't blame mother, mother can't do anything about it."

Seeing Yang Huamei turning her head to weep, Dabai squatted aside, nothing to do but sigh.

After being silent for a while, Dabai said to Yang Huamei: "Everything is divided, so I won't say anything. Let's all live well in the future."

"I'll go to the old house in the backyard to see my grandfather."

"Well, let's go."

In the old house in the backyard, there are two lonely adobe houses with thatched roofs.

There is a small yard surrounded by a fence in front of the house, and two or three chickens are cooing in the yard.

There was a small bamboo chair with a backrest in front of the thin wooden door, and Da Bai recognized at a glance that it was the one beside his grandfather's bed before, but the bamboo chair was empty and no one was seen.

Dabai entered the yard and called out to him twice.

A voice came from behind the house, "Which one?"

Wang Hongquan moved over, his sleeves rolled up to his arms, and he was still holding a dung fork in his hand.

Seeing Dabai, Wang Hongquan became excited, and the muscles on his face twitched.

"Ah, my precious grandson, are you back?"

He dropped the dung fork and stretched out his hands to meet Dabai who was trembling.

Dabai originally wanted to go and help the master the moment he saw Wang Hongquan, but when he saw the dung fork that Wang Hongquan threw on the ground, and the black things and straw debris stuck to the dung fork, Dabai hesitated.

However, Wang Hongquan had already arrived in front of him, hugged him, and patted Dabai's firm back vigorously.

"My eldest grandson is back, I miss you so much!"

Dabai's body stiffened for a moment, then he also smiled, and quietly retreated from Wang Hongquan's warm arms.

"Grandpa, what are you up to?"

"Ha, I'm busy sticking firewood!"

Paste firewood?Dabai didn't quite understand for a while.

"Come on, let me show you."

Wang Hongquan took Dabai's hand and walked to the back of the house.

Dabai glanced at his hand, he suddenly didn't want it from the fingers to the arm.

"Look, this is what Grandpa posted."

Wang Hongquan pulled Dabai to the back of the house, and pointed at the piles of feces and straw debris on the yellow muddy wall, as if to show off his military medals.

"Look, there is pig dung over there, dog dung here, and cow dung here. In order to grab these cow dung, your father and I almost got into a fight with some old men in the village."

Dabai felt uncomfortable all over, and almost stopped breathing.

"Grandpa, what are you doing sticking these things on the wall? It stinks."

Wang Hongquan stared, "What's the smell? These are treasures!"

"I don't know how good it is to make firewood when it's dry in the sun."

"Also, when Hongmei raises a baby in a few months, when the time comes to dry diapers and clothes for the baby, if it's cloudy and rainy, why don't you lean on the stove?"

"I saved these firewood for you too. When it's crispy in the sun, I don't know how convenient it is to just break a few lumps off the fire!"

Wang Hongquan was spitting and full of spirits when he said it, but Dabai's hairs stood on end when he heard it, he wished he could get out of here as soon as possible.

"Grandpa, then you should be busy first, I'm going back to the front yard."

Originally thought that the father would be very lonely after the family was divided, so he moved a little bit of compassion so he came to have a look.

Unexpectedly, the old man was very busy, it seemed that he was thinking too much.

"Why did you leave in such a hurry before you entered the house? Why should you go in and sit with the master for a while!"

"Grandpa, I..."

"Let's not get firewood for now, come, come, come into the house with my grandfather to have a cup of tea and talk."

Wang Hongquan couldn't help but dragged his precious grandson into the house.

You can imagine what a bachelor's house looks like even if you are blindfolded.

Even if Yang Huamei would come here every day to take dirty clothes to wash, and the food would be delivered directly, but as soon as she entered the room, she could smell the pungent smell of urine and tobacco.

"Come, have tea."

Wang Hongquan poured Dabai a bowl of tea, then pulled a stool and sat down, with a sense of freedom in his demeanor and demeanor.

Dabai couldn't drink the tea, because Grandpa's fingernails were full of black things, and he poured the tea without washing his hands.

"Master, I'm not thirsty, I just came to see you." Dabai said.

Wang Hongquan nodded, "When did you get home?"

"Just got home." Dabai said, looking around, a little ashamed: "Master, I didn't know you separated..."

(End of this chapter)