Savage Fortune Little Landlord

Chapter 67 This is the truth

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After staring at Xia Weiwei for a long time, Grandpa Kezi called to the children: "Everyone, come here."

Xia Weiwei spent his own time cultivating Heishi, how could he sit still.

"Pinch the bowl, spoon, you can figure it out, do whatever you can."

The children stared at the mud ball in their hands: "..."

If you didn't understand what Grandpa Kezi was calling them for just now, you now understand.

"...Grandpa Kezi!" cried Yuanyuan.

Let her straw clothes not be knitted yet, but she was even asked to knead the soil.

Grandpa Kezi swept over the children one by one, seeing that the children were very repulsed by the clay in their hands, he was a little disappointed: "A Que is not much older than you, but look at her!"

Look, they are in order, the children turn their heads and look at the person who is doing the knitting.

Opening his mouth, Grandpa Kezi was speechless for a moment.

Did he tell them to watch A Que?
Did he tell them to learn from Ah Que?

"Haven't you ever thought about what would happen if you lost your parents?" He asked involuntarily.

With a whimper, the children's eyes all turned around.

Panic, fear, repulsion.

Being looked at with eyes of 'Grandpa Kezi, how can you be so vicious', Grandpa Kezi suddenly felt a sense of powerlessness.

Turning his head, his eyes met Xia Weiwei who was looking up with raised eyebrows.

This feeling is more than three points.

"Forget it!!!" There is also Black Stone!

After taking the soil from the children's hands one by one, he adjusted his tone and said softly, "Go in first."

Hearing the sound, the children were pleasantly surprised. They glanced at each other, and then stood up in unison.

"Grandpa Kezi, let's go."

"Grandpa Kezi, let's go!"

As if grandpa Kezi would change his mind, the children scrambled to be the first, and in an instant, there was only Yuanyuan left in place.

Looking away from the little friend who ran away, gritted her teeth, Yuanyuan asked, "Grandpa Kezi, can I stay longer?"

Grandpa Kezi: "..."

He thought he was disappointed enough, but he didn't realize that the mood at that moment was not too bad until he saw the back of the child going away.

"Grandpa Kezi, I'll pinch~" Yuanyuan, who was so wronged that she was so disappointed by Grandpa Kezi's look and her limbs were limp, reached out to take the mud.

"...you don't have to do it if you don't want to do it, don't force it!" said Grandpa Kezi weakly.

Yuanyuan, who picked up the mud ball, stared at Grandpa Kezi for a long time, seeing him kneading by himself, she really didn't intend to force herself at all, so she silently put down the mud ball.

Seeing that Grandpa Kezi didn't even look at him, Heishi and Xia Weiwei even seemed to be non-existent, Yuanyuan picked up the mud ball again bored.

After a while, she fixed her eyes on the spineless stick in her hand, and felt like crying.

Seeing that Grandpa Kezi was still struggling with the ball of mud in her hand, she silently dropped the stick of mud in her hand.

In the following time, Yuanyuan repeatedly picked up the mud ball and put it down, picked it up again, and put it down again.

After countless times, Yuanyuan put down the lump of mud and stared at the grass coat that belonged to her.

When Dasong and Qingmei arrived, they saw such a picture.

Xia Weiwei was knitting straw clothes with quick eyes and hands on one side of the firepit, Grandpa Kezi and Heishi were kneading the mud balls on the other side of the firepit, Yuanyuan squatted between Grandpa Kezi and Heishi, staring blankly at the girl's hand on the other side of the firepit Actions.

Her gaze fell on the grass coat that was about to be finished for a moment, Qingmei quickly approached Xia Weiwei: "Have you eaten yet?"

"Not yet!" Looking up and smiling, Xia Weiwei lowered her head again: "It's almost ready, we'll cook when it's ready."

"Do you keep the fish?" Qing Mei searched.

This will be her own time, she will cook fish for the children, no one has anything to say.

Raising his eyes, he quickly turned away from Qingmei, Xia slightly shook his head: "I forgot to keep it."

"Then?" Turning her gaze back to the lotus root piled aside, Qingmei stood up: "Let's eat the lotus root today."

Not long ago, I told everyone that it is necessary to give the fish some time to eat without being disturbed. Now, Xia Weiwei can't say to let Heishi go fishing to see if there is any catch.

When it comes to eating lotus root later, she can only acquiesce.

But: "Grandma Qingmei, just sit down and let Elder Brother Heishi do it."

From the beginning to the end, Qingmei glanced at Heishi, and after hearing what Xia Weiwei said, she turned her head involuntarily and looked at her son.

At this moment, Blackstone is smashing another failed mud.

"...Heishi, what's the matter with you?" Bypassing the fire, Qingmei screwed her son's ear directly: "Didn't I tell you to do something more for Ah Que?"

In the end, he wasted his time here!
In Ome's opinion, kneading clay is a waste of time.

"Ah!" Heishi couldn't hold back his pain and stood up following his grandmother's hand.

Seeing the dark-faced Qingmei as if she would not let Heishi go, Grandpa Kezi couldn't hold back: "Qingmei, this is also A Que's arrangement."

Opening her mouth, Xia Weiwei, who was about to say that she asked Heishi to make the mud, shut up silently, and hurriedly nodded when Qingmei turned her head to ask for confirmation: "Grandma Qingmei, I asked Brother Heishi to make things."

"What can he do?!" Let go, look away, and fell on the mud ball under his son, frowning even more tightly: "Ah Que, it's true that your brother Heishi exchanged time with you, but you We have to see if he can do this kind of thing!"

From Qingmei's point of view, even if the job is exchanged, it must be done efficiently, and Xia Weiwei should put it in her private time for things like fabricating.

As soon as she thought about it, a thought flashed across her, and Qingmei stepped towards Xia Weiwei: "Ah Que, your elder brother is from the tribe, he must be with us when we are working, and he has no reason to continue the work of the tribe when we are resting. So, after exchanging jobs with you, you should do things according to your elder brother's time, not yours!"

There seems to be no difference in this question, but in fact, the difference is very different.

For example, she will continue to prepare.

If it is said that Heishi and her time follow the schedule of everyone in the tribe, then at most she can continue until Grandpa Kezi arrives with the children.

At that time, no matter whether she has made today's sixth straw robe or not, she can go off work.

In fact, the tribe still took advantage of her when the work was stopped at that time.

But if the arrangements were based on her time, not to mention the sixth grass clothes, she could continue with the seventh, eighth, ninth, and tenth pieces all the time, and what she paid was only Heishi's personal time.

I really never thought that Qingmei would think of this, Xia Weiwei turned her head speechlessly, looking at Dasong.

She was very curious about other people's opinions on Qingmei's grandmother's statement.

From Xia Weiwei's point of view, Da Song is not bad. Compared with A Da, he is at least not hypocritical.

"Uh!" After being dazed for a few seconds, under the gaze of several people, Dasong laughed: "Auntie Qingmei is right, that's the truth."

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