Age: My Small World

Chapter 272 Residence
Behind the drafty wooden door was a little girl of seven or eight years old, staring at Yang Jun.

Her face showed the rosy color that is more common among rural people, as if two red flowers had been bloomed by the sun, which looked very cute.

"Yes, little sister, my name is Yang Jun, what's your name?"

"My name is Niu Xiaocao."

The little girl's eyes were full of curiosity and a little shy, so she hid behind the door and didn't move.

Yang Jun had no choice but to slowly say, "Who is Uncle Niu Dazhuang to you? He must have arranged for me to live in your house. You don't have to be afraid."

"It's my second uncle. I knew someone would come and live here."

Only then did she realize she had to open the door, and she moved away embarrassedly, with her little hands tucking at her sides, not knowing where to put them.

Yang Jun carried his luggage into the house and found that the house was not big, but it was well tidied.

There are two rooms in total. The one he entered is probably Niu Xiaocao's home.

The little girl took him to the other room.

"You stay here. I've cleaned it up."

The room is small, but it is big enough for one person to move in.

There was only a tattered straw mat on the bed, revealing the family's financial difficulties.

Yang Jun put the luggage on the bed and asked gently:

"Xiao Cao, where are your parents? Have they gone out to work?"

Nowadays, there is no need to worry about children being left alone at home. Most seven or eight-year-old children like Niu Xiaocao know how to do housework by themselves. Some can even cook at the age of four or five, and feed livestock at the age of seven or eight.

"I don't have any parents, only my grandma raised me." Niu Xiaocao shook her head, but what she said made Yang Jun stunned.

"What about your parents?" he couldn't help but ask another question.

"Dead, I heard it from grandma."

There was no sadness on the little girl's face. Perhaps she herself did not understand what death meant. Anyway, she had never met her parents since she was a child, so she did not understand the difference between having parents or not.

"Oh, I still have to take food to grandma. Big brother, I won't talk to you anymore. Just lie down in the room and rest for a while."

After the little girl finished speaking, she quickly walked to the next room, took out a bowl from an ordinary wooden cupboard and ran outside.

Suddenly Yang Jun was the only one left in the room.

There's no point in overthinking it. Now is not the time to explore the situation.

"Let's go check on Xiaoyuer and the others first."

As soon as he walked out of the house, he saw the middle-aged man who had led them earlier shouting along the roadside: "New kids, hurry up and come out to eat."

The dozen or so students were arranged close together, so everyone could be called with one shout.

Soon, the students gathered together again.

After a short rest, they regained a lot of energy and were now enthusiastically discussing what to do next.

Yang Jun followed the crowd and walked forward without saying a word.

Everyone would occasionally glance at him, but since they didn't communicate much in daily life, no one wanted to talk to him.

Wang Kui came over at this time, put his arm around Yang Jun's shoulder and said, "Yang Jun, when you can't hold on any longer, come to me and I'll help you."

As my deskmate, he has been very supportive.

Yang Jun smiled and said, "Thank you for helping me with my luggage. I have no problem doing the work."

"I'll treat you to a nice meal in two days."

He made a promise.

Wang Kui immediately became excited: "In this desolate mountain, you can still find something good?"

Yang Jun pursed his lips at the three-headed mountain and said, "There are so many good things in this forest. Otherwise, how do you think the people in the production team make a living?"

Santou Mountain is not a barren mountain, but rather a lush forest. From a distance, it looks like a vast sea of trees. Places like this are usually not short of resources.

It's just that as the weather gets drier, some of the trees in the woods have withered, but it doesn't have much of an impact, and there are still many interesting things.

"Okay, I'll be waiting."

Wang Kui thought he was joking, so he just said it and didn't take it seriously.

The group followed the leading man and soon arrived at a flat square with smooth dirt, which seemed to be used for threshing grain or something like that.

Not far from here, there is a building that is different from ordinary houses and looks quite spacious.

Xiao Yuer and several other girls were walking out under the leadership of Wei Ran.

Obviously, this is the Niu Family Ancestral Hall that Uncle Niu mentioned.

When Xiao Yuer saw Yang Jun, he ran over immediately.

"Brother Xiaoshan, are you okay?"

"What can happen to me?" Yang Jun said with a smile.

Then he nodded to Wei Ran who was looking at him.

Jiang Xueying then said, "Classmate Yang Jun, how is your place?"

Yang Jun explained it briefly, and immediately the few people had some understanding.

Cheng Xiaoyu quickly said, "We live together in a big house. Although the beds are simple, I feel good that we each have our own bed."

"Those wooden beds are moldy. They must have been stored in the village for too long. Let's move them out and dry them in the sun later." Wei Ran said.

"Teacher Wei, please ask us for help later."

"Okay, I won't be polite with you."

In public, Wei Ran did not make much eye contact with him.

After a while, Mr. Niu appeared again.

Even in the summer, he was still wearing two coats with many patches on them, and smoking a pipe in his hand.

He tapped his pipe on a rock, shook out the ash, and said to the crowd, "There's something I need to tell you."

"We originally thought that since you just arrived, you should take a break, but now it's the busy farming season, so you may have to work in the afternoon."

The meaning is obvious: after dinner it's time to work.

Several students who were still sore all over couldn't help but grumble a few words, but no one paid any attention.

Cao Wen stepped forward and said, "Captain, we are here to work. Just give us your orders."

"It's not really an order, we're just harvesting crops together. You scholars are still so literary, haha."

Uncle Niu showed his yellow teeth, and he didn't mean to be sarcastic.

The meal was corn porridge with pickles, which was pretty standard.

It seemed that the pickles were specially prepared with more salt so that everyone would have the strength to work later.

In fact, it is almost three o'clock now, and there are only about three or four hours left to work.

Instead of getting off work at six o'clock, he goes home after dark.

After dinner, Uncle Niu had everyone given a sickle and a hoe.

A sickle is used to harvest wheat or cut grass, either way it has to be cut.

As for the hoe, it is used to turn the soil.

The land where the wheat is harvested will soon be used to plant summer sweet potatoes, so that the harvest will be ready in a short time, just in time for the winter grain delivery.

Of course, because it had been dry for so long without rain, the soil in the ground was particularly difficult to dig, so digging became an extremely hard job and was given to the boys.

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