Jin Liangyu

"Even Huzi's land must be left uncultivated."

"No. Last year Hu Zi's father asked someone to send a message back to Village Chief Yang, asking his family to help farm the land. Hu Zi's father asked for less land rent, and Village Chief Yang's family was also willing to help with farming."

"That is not bad."

"Your father and I just sent them some food, bacon and eggs, and two taels of silver."

"Dad Huzi didn't accept it at first, and he said it was only right for the neighbors to help."

"Tiger's parents are both doing well."

"Your father was very anxious at that time. He said that if an adult skips two meals, he will at most be dizzy, and he can tolerate it after sleeping. But as for the child, the child not only needs to grow taller, but also needs to maintain his body. You think the child will be sick for the rest of his life. , Or can’t you grow taller? As a father, you don’t feel guilty.”

"My father is right, Huzi and his sister are growing taller."

"Oh, your father had to be impatient for them to collect the things."

"It's just annoying. We don't even have overnight food at home, so we let our children starve just for the sake of face. I don't know what's going on in their heads. I don't understand more or less. Some people just want to save face and suffer."

Jin Shengding looked down on such people who didn't know how to adapt, and would rather go hungry than accept help for the sake of so-called face.

Jin Liangyu saw that his father was still angry, so he started talking about something else, "Dad, won't you pick up pebbles?"

"Pick it up, why don't you pick it up? Maybe I can pick up two pieces today." Jin Sheng thought of his luck and added: "Dad is not greedy, just pick up one piece. Right, grandson."

"Yeah." Dabao nodded approvingly.

When Zhou Zhoulang saw his father-in-law carrying Dabao to look for gold nuggets, he helped bring the donkey cart in and tie it up.

Jin Liangyu looked at his father, feeling like a strong man breaking his wrist, taking off his shoes and getting into the water, and secretly laughed with his mother.

Sanlang was still a little afraid of Grandpa Dabao, but when he saw his second sister-in-law smiling, he also secretly covered his mouth, as if he had taken advantage.

Old man Zhou didn't know what was going on, but when he saw several people gathered at the river, he came over to take a look.

When he heard that Dabao had picked up gold in the river, he thought he had heard it wrong.

"Father-in-law, um... I heard you right." Old man Zhou stuttered because he was frightened.

"You heard it right. But you have to remember, it's okay for us to know this. You can't tell others, not even your eldest son."

"Don't worry, father-in-law, you can't tell anyone else about being beaten to death." Even though Old Man Zhou doesn't have much knowledge, he also knows that if others find out about the gold here, people will die, and maybe they all will. Silenced.

Thinking of this possibility, Old Man Zhou's enthusiasm for finding gold disappeared.

"You guys go look for it. I'll move those vegetable seedlings out. They happen to be empty on the side of the road." Thinking of moving the vegetable seedlings, Old Man Zhou became energetic again. "Father-in-law, do you need to put up a shelf for the tomato seedlings?"

"Yes, but the stand doesn't need to be as high as a cucumber stand. Half the height of a cucumber stand is enough."

"Okay, I'll get it."

"Let's do it tomorrow, let's do it together tomorrow." Jin Sheng still wanted to make a final struggle with Jin Nugget, so he persuaded Old Man Zhou to do it tomorrow.

"I'll finish it myself in a moment, why wait until tomorrow." After Old Man Zhou finished speaking, he left without looking back.

It's no wonder that Old Man Zhou never clings to Jin Sheng when doing farm work. In Old Man Zhou's heart, he is a serious farmer. And Jin Sheng is just a cook. No matter how famous Jin Sheng is, he is still a cook.

It is nonsense to expect a cook to be able to cultivate a good field.

Jin Sheng looked helplessly at Old Man Zhou's leaving figure and said loudly: "What do you want to eat tonight?"

"Make dumplings, I want to eat a meatball."

"Pork or mutton."

"As long as it's meat, keep an eye on it." After listening to the conversation between the two fathers, Zhou Erlang turned around, fearing that he would burst out laughing and his father-in-law would glare at him.

"What are you laughing at?"

"Didn't you notice? Every time your dad asks my dad what he eats? My dad always makes dumplings with meatballs. I wonder when my dad will change his food. If this continues, Dabao and Sanlang will probably memorize it. "

Before Zhou Zhoulang finished speaking, he saw Dabao hugging his grandfather's calf, raising his head and saying in a sweet voice: "Grandma, stir up the baby."

"Okay, my eldest grandson also wants to eat dumplings."

Seeing Sanlang staring at Jin Sheng with bright eyes, Liang said casually: "Suigen."

Then I cut the leeks willingly. The two children have weak gastrointestinal tracts and cannot eat dumplings filled with pure meat. Dabao and Sanlang like to eat leek, egg, shrimp, and my daughter likes to eat leek, egg, shrimp, and pork.

Fortunately, Zhou Lang is not picky and he eats whatever his wife eats.

The couple are not picky and eat dumplings with all kinds of fillings.

On Tuesday, when Lang saw his mother-in-law going to cut leeks, he followed her like a fool, "Mom, let me chop the meat for you."

"Okay." After Mrs. Liang finished speaking, she glanced at her daughter, and Jin Liangyu understood and went to the kitchen house.

When Zhou Lang entered the kitchen room, there was already a piece of pig hindquarters weighing four or five kilograms in the wooden basin next to the cutting board.

The color of fresh pork is still beautiful. As Zhou Lang started to clean the pork, he heard his mother-in-law and his daughter-in-law talking outside.

"Daughter, there are two sauerkraut left. Do you want to eat the sauerkraut filling?"

"I want to eat." After Jin Liangyu finished speaking, he thought of another thing. "Mom, have we grown cabbage at home?"

"I've planted it. I've planted a lot of it. When it grows big enough, I'll let your dad pickle the sauerkraut."

"Well, mother is the best."

"You!"

Her daughter's words reminded Mr. Liang of his own private restaurant. The dumplings filled with pickled cabbage sold in their private restaurant in the summer were all pickled cabbage.

The chef is not only unique in cooking, but also in making dumpling fillings.

Thinking of the huge crowd of customers, Ms. Liang was distracted for a moment. In this season, which vegetables sell best in your home? Why can't she remember clearly?

How long had it been since she had been here? It felt like a long time had passed, and she had almost forgotten.

"Mom? What's wrong with you?"

"Mom is fine. You choose the leeks, and Mom will make the noodles."

"Hey."

...

The following days were getting hotter day by day. When everyone put on summer clothes, there was not a drop of rain in the sky.

Old man Zhou looked at the sky without any clouds and said to Jin Sheng beside him: "In-laws, this is not a good sign."

"It snowed so heavily last year, and the melted snow seeped into the ground. It should be able to survive for a while."

"Well, we have to rely on this, otherwise there would have been a drought." Old man Zhou sighed. Tell Jin Sheng that he is going to take a look at the foot of the mountain. After all, he has left all the fields in the village to Dalang and his wife.

When he drove the donkey cart to the foot of the mountain, Old Man Zhou noticed that the temperature was different. Even though he was wearing a broken straw hat, he still felt like he was burning in the face.