Exile at the beginning: farming with power space

Mrs. Huang doesn't have time to grind her teeth with her daughter now, she has to go into the house to ask her mother-in-law to find Xiao Cong, it's too cold outside and she doesn't want her son to suffer from the cold.

After hearing what his daughter-in-law said, Mrs. Zhang was also worried about her grandson, and was stopped by her son when she was about to put on her shoes.

"Mom, don't worry about it. Xiao Cong is twelve years old. How can he not understand the cold and warm? Just let him play for a while. If he feels cold, he will come back naturally."

"However, Xiao Cong's jacket is not thick at all, and there is no big jacket outside. How can he carry it after the snow has just fallen?"

"Isn't Xiao Cong wearing your jacket outside?"

"How old is that jacket, how can it still be warm?"

Mentioning the grandson's jacket for the winter, Mrs. Zhang felt sour in her heart. It was adults like them who were sorry for the child.

"It's so cold in winter, it's hard for us Xiao Cong. If only there is new cotton, we can also make a new jacket for Xiao Cong."

"Mother, new cotton is very expensive, and it will be even more expensive in our hands."

With a word from his daughter-in-law, Mrs. Zhang began to sigh again.

When Shan Yinyin heard what the people in the east room said, she couldn't help curling her lips again.She looked down at the jacket on her body, and couldn't rub the corn in her hands anymore.

Shan Yinyin threw away the corn sticks in her hand, and entered the east room with a stern face.

When Mrs. Zhang saw the face of her eldest granddaughter, she knew that the child was acting like a demon again.He snorted a little angrily, and asked, "Have you finished rubbing the corn with the dustpan?"

"Not finished rubbing yet."

"You child, why have you learned to be lazy? Why did you come in before you finished rubbing the corn?"

Shan Yinyin didn't like to hear grandma say that she was being lazy. "I'm not being lazy. Grandma, Master Meng Er brought us ten catties of corn noodles yesterday, why not eat them?"

"Oh, you prodigal son, you actually missed the ten catties of corn noodles? I think you are asking for a beating." Thinking of the fine-haired corn noodles, Mrs. Zhang wanted to save them for the New Year. But the granddaughter is thinking about it, how can she not be angry in her heart.

Fearing that her daughter would be beaten, Huang hurriedly reprimanded her: "Yinyin, you child is not allowed to be silly. Yesterday, Master Meng Er sent someone to send over thin corn noodles. We saved them for Chinese New Year."

"..." Shan Yinyin felt that the thin corn noodles were also corn noodles, so there was something strange about it, the steamed cornbread was full of voices.

"You child is just ignorant." Huang was afraid that her daughter would say something unpleasant, so she hurriedly opened the cabinet and took out the noodle bag, and showed her, "Take a look."

Shan Yinyin reached out her hand and grabbed a small handful of thin corn noodles from the noodle bag, and was delighted to find out: "Mother, it's really different."

"Of course it's different. This is a precious thing. We have to save it for the Chinese New Year."

"Well, what about the horse meat? Let's make two dumplings for Chinese New Year this year."

After hearing her mother's words, Shan Yinyin's complexion became better, and she went out to rub the corn without waiting for her mother's urging.

Mrs. Zhang sighed, they are all children, and they are satisfied with something delicious.

...

In the wilderness, the snowball fight was too intense, and later it almost reached the state of melee.

Yu'er and her sister have been standing at the gate of their house watching, her small eyes are not enough.The mouth kept yelling, and the little hands were red.

When Qi Yuanshan came over, he saw this scene.

In the snow, several boys rolled into a ball, kept grabbing snow balls and throwing them in each other's faces.

It doesn't matter who the other party is, it's whoever you love, and it's unlucky for you to leave you alone.

If the snow dumpling is stuffed into the collar of the jacket, it will be even more unlucky for you.

"Hahaha." Qi He just threw a snow dumpling into Meng Yutang's face without any mistakes.Then he ran back as fast as he could. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw his father coming.

Qi Yuanshan muttered: "This bad boy."

Fu Xinci turned her head when she heard the voice, and seeing that it was Qi Yuanshan, she hurriedly pulled Yu'er to greet Uncle Qi.

"Uncle Qi."

"Uncle Qi."

"Eh, eh."

Running in the snow, the teenagers seemed to be slowing down the camera. When they saw Qi Yuanshan, they put down the snow balls in their hands and came over to say hello.

"father."

"Together."

"Together."

"Eh."

Looking at the sweaty teenagers running in front of them, Qi Yuanshan urged them first, "Hurry up and slap off the snow off your body, and stomp your feet, otherwise the snow on your clothes and shoes will melt, and it will be troublesome. "

"Eh."

Everyone answered in unison, and then honestly followed what Qi Yuanshan said just now.

Fu Xinci watched from the side, thinking it was quite good.A group of foals must have a leader.

Fu Xinci didn't know yet, but a thought she had inadvertently hit upon something that Uncle Qi had been thinking about for a long time.

Shan Xiaocong patted the snow off his body, and bid farewell to these playmates with a boy from Wujia Village who came with him. "We're going back."

"Well, go back quickly, let's play together when you have time."

"Hey." After Shan Xiaocong finished speaking, he greeted Tian Erxi and ran back.

"Hey, it's too cold, let's run."

"Yeah, we're going to run home before the sweat falls off."

"Well, otherwise we'd have to freeze into popsicles."

While talking, the two ran back like a race.

"Haha, Erxi, if you go back later, will your father scold you?"

"My father can't, but my mother can." Erxi couldn't laugh when he thought that his mother would scold him for running around and eating an extra bowl of porridge at night.

"When I came out, my mother was still yelling a few times. Now I'm going back, I guess I'll have to keep yelling."

"Your mother is so kind. She can only nudge you but not scold you. My mother will do it when she scolds impatiently."

"Then you come out."

"What if we don't come out? We are the same age, and we have a lot of family members. If I don't come out and find some ways, I will have to follow them all my life, and work hard for them."

Shan Xiaocong thought of the eccentric old lady of the Tian family, and only cared about his youngest son and his family, and also worried about Erxi.

So I secretly helped him with an idea, "Why don't you tell your parents secretly that the family can be separated."

"If my father dares to talk about separating the family, my grandma can beat my father with a fire stick."

Shan Xiaocong felt terrified when he thought of Mrs. Tian's cruel face.

"It's better for my family. My grandparents only gave birth to my father, and my parents only gave birth to me. Hee hee, they are partial to me."

At this moment, Shan Xiaocong felt that he was so happy, running on the avenue was more enjoyable.

Tian Erxi chased after him desperately, and yelled bluntly: "Xiao Cong, it would be great if only my grandpa and grandma gave birth to my father."

"Oh, Erxi, we don't care about this."