Back to the age: three-year-old cute baby becomes a group pet

Chapter 329 Carrying Water
The woman followed Zhu Hailong's words, "Yes, yes, you always say that, and I haven't seen your eldest son who is said to be as tall as you come to help you.

Look, you are busy early in the morning, busier than us women, and I have never seen your wife come to wash clothes. "

Zhu Hailong's subordinates kept moving, "My daughter-in-law is cooking at home, it's not like you have a girl who can help."

The person who said this admits defeat, "It's okay, let's not talk about it, and you will protect anyone who says it."

Zhu Hailong brushed the shoes quickly, and then carried the water to rinse them.

After the woman on the stone gave up her place, she hurriedly squatted on the stone to wash her dirty clothes.

The washboard was standing obliquely beside the stone, and the movement of rubbing the arms up and down was more agile than that of a woman.

After scrubbing and washing, remove the washboard and beat the clothes stick again.

The clothes-beating stick was raised high, hitting the clothes one after another, and the dirty water in the clothes flowed along the side of the stone.

The rhythmic sound of beating clothes echoed under the Huaihe Bridge and echoed in Zhu Nianzhi's ears.

He who hardly shed tears, the tears flowed uncontrollably.

……

Zhu Hailong walked past the elder son carrying the washed clothes and shoes.

No matter what the daughter-in-law asked the eldest son to see, he didn't care, he was tired and didn't want to care about it.

Zhu Nianzhi trotted behind his father.

Watching his father put the old bucket at the door of the house, took off the pole and picked up a new bucket, and shouted into the kitchen: "Daughter-in-law, the clothes are back from washing, have you scraped the water tank?"

"Scratch, go fetch water! I'll hang clothes right away."

"it is good."

Zhu Hailong turned around and walked to the Huai River.

At this time, the families in the dormitory woke up one after another.

It turned out that his parents woke up at least half an hour earlier than others.

He paused, didn't follow his father, and bent over to dry the clothes.

"and many more."

Zheng Jialan came out of the kitchen, saw the eldest son's actions, and immediately stopped, "I said, if you are not allowed to do things, you will not be allowed. What's the use of being touched once? Your father does this all year round."

Zhu Nianzhi murmured, "I want to help you."

"No need, I'm busy."

Seeing his mother pouring out a bucket of clothes with at least half of the bucket full of water, he couldn't help asking, "Why don't you use a basket? The basket is dripping, and it's not heavy to lift."

Zheng Jialan put down the bucket and continued to dry the shoes in the other bucket.

"Do you think people who live by the Huaihe River have never thought about it? Baskets can only be carried on their shoulders, and they must be carried home without rest, otherwise, as soon as they fall to the ground, the clothes at the bottom of the basket will be full of sand and dust.

There must have been a lot of water along the way.

Even if your dad picks two baskets, even if this end of the house can be placed on a stool, what about the other end by the river?where?Certainly not on shore.

But when the river sloshes, it is full of sand, and half a tank of sand settles in the water tank every day, can't you see it? "

Zhu Hailong has brought back a load of water, poured it into the tank and continued to pick.

Zhu Nianzhi quickly raised his heels to follow.

This time, he saw his father go to the big stone pier where the men carried water.

This big stone pier is two or three meters away from the river. From the riverside to the big stone pier, there are two bamboo strips closely arranged on a [-] to [-] cm wide step, which is the kind of step on the dock and on the shore.

One left and one right, right up left down.

Carrying a load of water and stepping on a spring-like pedal, if you can't stabilize the load, at least half of the bucket will shake out.

What his father picked out was a bucket full of water two or three centimeters from the side of the bucket.

"Dad~" Zhu Nianzhi followed his father a few steps, "I'll pick the next load."

Zhu Hailong still kept a rhythmic pace, and the water in the bucket swayed very little, "If you want to choose, just wait for the last load."

"Uh-huh."

After carrying water for four times, the water tank can hold a bucket of water at most, so Zhu Hailong gave the shoulder pole to his eldest son, "You go and pick it!"

"Dad~ you go and teach me, I know there are skills in carrying water."

"OK! Let's go!"

……

Seeing Zhu Nianzhi sprinkling water while carrying water, Cheng Li was so surprised that he almost swallowed the toothpaste bubbles in his mouth.

Has this child reformed?What else stimulated you?
Both of Zhu Nianzhi's shoes were filled with water from the bang.

Seeing the surprise of the little fat girl, he purposely stepped on the water in the shoes,
"What are you looking at? Today I will learn to carry water. From tomorrow onwards, I will carry the water in my house."

"Pfft~" Cheng Li spat out the bubbles in her mouth, and quickly rinsed her saliva, "Brother Zhi, are you sure you can fill up your water tank in one day?"

"You underestimate me, you wait, after the water carrier is poured, I will come to carry water for your family, I must learn to carry water."

"Yeah, I'm waiting. It just so happens that today I'm going to bathe the dogs and cats in the sun. I'll put out all the pots in my house in a while."

"Okay! I promise to pick you up."

Old Master Cheng glanced at Zhu Hailong who was following behind Zhu Nianzhi, "This is?"

Zhu Hailong shook his head and said he didn't know, he really didn't know how his wife punished his eldest son.

……

Zhu Nianzhi didn't even eat breakfast, and the basin he insisted on bringing out for Xiaosi was full.

It wasn't until after nine o'clock that the Cheng family's large and small pots were picked up.

Cheng Li looked at the 'waterway' to the east and the 'water puddle' in front of her house. If she had the perseverance in her studies, how wonderful it would be!
"Brother Zhi, let's have breakfast!"

The Cheng family reserved a nutritious breakfast for Zhu Nianzhi.

Two salted eggs, two fried dough sticks, and a big bowl of white rice porridge.

Zhu Nianzhi was exhausted and paralyzed. These tasks were more tiring than practicing martial arts.

Moreover, his shoulder hurts so much!
"Xiaosi, help me look at my shoulder."

Zhu Nianzhi sat on a small bench, leaning his shoulders to show Cheng Li.

Only then did Cheng Li see the clothes on her shoulders, which were already dripping with blood.

Cheng Li couldn't wait to kick this guy, "Who are you fighting with? The first time you carry water, if you can't master the skills, your shoulders will definitely be worn out. Do you still want to carry water tomorrow?"

"Tomorrow I will use my left shoulder."

"Then soak a pair of shoes again? Scuff your shoulders?"

"Tomorrow, I'll put a towel on."

Cheng Li didn't bother to talk about him anymore, so she called Mrs. Cheng to break Zhu Nianzhi's blood.

Mrs. Cheng was also taken aback, "You child, why are you so stubborn?"

After saying that, he went to the house to bring white wine, cotton wool and gauze.

The cotton wool and gauze were stolen by Cheng Li from Dr. Hu.

Pick up the blood blisters, sprinkle crushed oxytetracycline powder, and then wrap it with gauze, "Try not to enter the water, just take a bath."

"Yeah, thank you, Grandma Cheng."

Old lady Cheng staggered. What she wanted was always her little granddaughter's forgiveness.

After breakfast, Zhu Nianzhi greeted Cheng Li, "You take Xiao Hua and accompany me to the river to brush your shoes?"

Cheng Li responded and called Xiao Hua.

Xiao Er followed with a small basket on her shoulders, in which were the clothes of the three sisters.

Squatting on the stone, Zhu Nianzhi awkwardly brushed the shoes he had just replaced.

"Xiao Si, last night, your dad was drunk."

"Ah."

"He was drunk for the first time since I can remember."

"Yes!"

"Am I muddled?"

Cheng Li didn't want to answer, is this a trap question?she does not know.

But she knew that the boy in front of him, no matter how much he changed, he couldn't change his inherent bad temper.

It's just a moment of emotion and emotion.

(End of this chapter)