Wang's little lady

Chapter 37: There is a stubborn donkey in the family (additional update)
No matter at any time, the sense of security that money brings to people cannot be replaced by many other things.

Fusheng felt that he was stupid and didn't know how to express his gratitude, so he wanted to help Hongdou and the others with more work.

"Cousin, I'll move the peas down and put them away. You can lead the way."

The children of poor people have long been in charge of the family, and Fu Sheng has been working in the fields since he was sensible.

Over the years, although I don't have enough food, my body looks strong.

He is a good hand at work!
"Cousin, help me bring a bag down. I'll soak it in water first, and then grind it after dinner."

Xiaoya consciously ran to the kitchen and took out the largest pots in the house.

And poured water.

"You help me move the rest to the woodshed. Peanuts to the kitchen."

Fu Sheng followed Hong Dou's instructions honestly.

Juhua didn't want to wait around for dinner, so she picked up the broom under the corner and started sweeping the yard.

Anko just couldn't stop it.

...They are all good children with life in their eyes!
She went to the kitchen first and asked her mother to braise the pig's trotters and ribs, while she also braised some peanuts.

Braised peanuts are also a rare delicacy.

Xiaoya and Brother Tuan, who had nothing to do, felt that they were being compared again.

After looking around, I found that only donkeys were ignored.

The two of them went to the woodshed to get straw and feed it.

Unfortunately, no matter how coaxed the two of them were, the donkey just wouldn't eat.

He even turned his body sideways, unwilling to talk to the two of them.

"Sister Xiaoya, isn't the donkey hungry?" Brother Tuan was a little confused, didn't he want to eat straw?
Xiaoya shook her head in confusion: Maybe she doesn't like eating it?
Just as the two of them were staring at each other, Fusheng just finished putting away the things and came out.

Their village is not considered wealthy, and no one has a donkey.

But when he went to work in other villages, he saw donkeys raised by other people.

There is no donkey spirit like my aunt's family.

He walked to the two of them and told them everything he knew: "Donkeys also eat wheat bran in addition to straw. If it is mixed with some tofu residue, the donkey likes it even more."

Tofu dregs must be made by someone who makes tofu at home, otherwise you have to spend money to buy them.

Most people want to save trouble by feeding straw directly, as long as they are not hungry.

Donkeys are generally not very picky eaters.

"Cousin, what should I do if there are no tofu dregs and wheat bran at home?"

Brother Tuan frowned, would his donkey be picky about food?

"Sister, sister, come here quickly." Brother Tuan had no choice but to ask for help from his almighty sister.

Hongdou was in the kitchen helping to braise the pig's trotters, ribs and peanuts, which had just been cooked for a while.

The younger brother woke up in the yard.

At this time, the four people were surrounding the donkey and coaxing him.

"Sister, donkeys don't eat straw, but my cousin said they also eat wheat bran and tofu residue."

"But there isn't one at home."

Brother Tuan finished speaking helplessly and looked at his sister with confused eyes.

Hongdou really didn't understand, so she tried to put the straw to the donkey's mouth.

However, the donkey not only refused to eat, but also seemed to show a look of contempt.

red beans:. . .Is this donkey so full of character?

Maybe you're not hungry yet?
Hongdou tried to hitch the donkey to the stone mill again. Since he was not hungry, he would get used to working first.

As a result, the donkey broke away and started trotting around the yard.

red beans:. . .Is it possible that he is really a picky eater?
Hongdou had no choice but to let Brother Tuan take his cousin out to buy some tofu dregs and wheat bran.

After dinner, you still have to rely on the donkey to work, but you can't leave the job alone.

The things were bought, but the donkey only tasted them twice.

Anko now only felt her forehead twitching.

After struggling for a long time, he refused to give up and went to buy something to feed it, which did not suit his liking.

This donkey has grown up after all.

She doesn't know donkey language, how can she understand your thoughts!
A stubborn donkey’s heart is like a needle in the sea!
"Is it too hot?" Fusheng asked tentatively.

Xiaoya listened and fetched half a bucket of water from the well, regardless of whether it was useful or not.When the donkey saw the water, he put his hand into the bucket and took a few mouthfuls, then stopped moving. . .

Hongdou: I want to eat donkey meat!

Fusheng looked worried, wondering why the donkey was so stubborn.

"How about brushing its fur?"

He also observed when hunting in the mountains that many animals like to lick their fur.

Great for both cleaning and scratching.

Xiaoya is an action person, so she quickly took out the brush and brushed directly.

This time, the donkey finally stopped resisting and started enjoying Xiaoya's brushing services.

Everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief, as they had taken good care of the donkey.

After brushing his fur, Uncle Donkey was finally willing to show his respect, walked to the food, and ate calmly.

But I still don't even smell the straw.

Several people couldn't help but sigh: This donkey has so many demands. He would rather eat late, brush his fur first, and only eat what he likes.

This is more important than people.

Hongdou realized why the donkey seller could leave so easily.

Which farmer can always take care of a beast so carefully?
Maybe someone else bought it and then sold it out because it was too troublesome.

Hongdou: Regret strikes!
Just at this time, the aroma of food spread, especially the overbearing aroma of braised food, making people in the courtyard feel hungry unconsciously.

Fusheng and Juhua even felt that they could eat two bowls of rice just by smelling the taste, and they couldn't imagine the divine taste in their mouths.

Gudong.

Even though I tried my best to endure it, the swallowing sound couldn't be stopped.

"Cousin, cousin, the donkey has been eaten, let's go eat too."

Hongdou asked the others to wash their hands and sit in the room to wait while she went to serve the food.

But before she could enter the kitchen, the squeamish donkey not only knocked over the wooden bucket that had just been filled with water. . .

He even kept shouting: ah uh. . .ah. . .Well.

The sound was so loud that if it continued like this, the neighbors would scold him.

...She just felt that this was the most difficult moment she had ever encountered since she came to this world!
Mrs. Xie and Mrs. Zhang heard the donkey braying in the kitchen and thought something serious had happened, so they hurriedly ran out.

"What's the matter with this?"

Brother Tuan, Xiaoya, and Hongdou looked at grandma with helpless expressions: They want to know too!
This stubborn donkey was determined to beat her patience again and again today.

"Auntie, this donkey seems to be in good health, but it's just a little squeamish. Just after serving it well, it got stubborn again."

"I seem to smell the fragrance from the kitchen?"

Fusheng said with some uncertainty that they couldn't stand smelling it.

If Granny Xie feels more squeamish, just be squeamish.

After all, it was labor force bought for four taels of silver, and it was of great use.

This donkey has just arrived in a strange place, maybe he hasn't adapted?

Mrs. Xie thought for a moment, then went in and took out half a bowl of braised peanuts and put them in the donkey's food.

"Look, didn't you eat it obediently? You stopped barking."

"You are young and impatient. Donkeys, like cows, have to be taken care of. After all, they rely on strength to work."

"Okay, wash your hands and eat."

Mrs. Xie said proudly, looking like someone who had come before.

Although she has never raised a donkey.

Xiaoya, Fusheng and others: Grandma (aunt) is good at it, but it’s too expensive.

Hongdou couldn't help but think:. . .Could this donkey be possessed by someone?

Thinking about it, she couldn't help but move forward to see if there was anything strange about the donkey.

puff. . .

Grandma's mouth was so stubborn that she was eating obediently, and she was sprayed with tofu in her face.

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