Traveling through the barren years, picking up space, picking up food, drinking and picking up husba

Chapter 35 Mule, I am not only a good-hearted person, but also your destined person

milk.

Do not ask.

The question is salt, soy sauce, and vinegar.

The question is cabbage, corn, and radish.

Mrs. Cen's hand was shaking while touching the silver.

Before coming here, I grabbed several empty sacks, but now they are full.

Mrs. Cen, Mrs. Cen, Mr. Cen, and Qi Zeyao had two sacks on their chests, two sacks on their backs, and two hands in their hands. They swayed as they walked, so that their big heads fell to the ground.

The strollers in the town were not allowed to rest, which meant that the shabby clothes they wore would not have a good influence, and they left the town with a sigh of relief.

Cen Abao felt sorry for his family, and an idea came to his mind.

She entered the space by going to the latrine: "Magic brush, magic brush, I still have two chances."

"Yes." What an official tone.

"I want to draw a mule cart." Cen Abao poked her head with a magic brush. Her drawing skills were not good, and she tried to draw as well as possible, but one ear was drawn crookedly, which was not symmetrical. Then, it couldn't be modified, and later Cen Abao had an idea and came up with a trick.

"Ah, grandma..." Cen Abao screamed exaggeratedly.

Mrs. Cen and the others shook their legs in fright: "What's the matter, dear grandson, if you don't get bitten by the worm, the worm would happily go into the grass... burp... burp..."

The Cen family was a little surprised.

What's the matter?
A mule was tied to a big tree not far from Cen Abao.

Although this mule is not very good, it is fat, very fat, with a round face, one of the two ears on the head is sticking out, and the other is lying on its stomach.

Summary: Pretty ugly.

Cen Abao held up a piece of paper and said hastily, "Grandma, grandma, this donkey is an abandoned mule."

Mrs. Cen: "What? An angry mule? Does this mean that this mule tends to get angry? Does he like to kick a child?"

"No, no, didn't the mule's owner leave a note, saying that he thought the mule was ugly, his ears were disabled, and he ate too much, so he didn't want to raise it anymore. If he met someone with good intentions, he would take the mule home." Cen Abao Explanation.

Upon hearing this, Mrs. Cen laughed: "I'm not only a kind person, I'm also a predestined person for this mule."

"Or we, Po, are blessed. Last time we peed out a sweet potato, and this time we peed out a mule." Mrs. Cen circled around the mule and stroked it with satisfaction: "What's ugly, my mule looks more and more handsome. You are my family."

With the mules, the Cen family didn't have to worry about it. They threw the sacks on the cart and drove the mule cart away, and the footsteps were faster than usual.

Now it's time for lunch. Many people don't pay much attention to their meals. They want to have a good time, holding a sea bowl, scooping up a spoonful of rice and a spoonful of vegetables, squatting at the door to eat.

The villagers watched the new Cen's family come in with their mules, and they were all hiccupped by the mules.

I have never seen such a shabby mule in my life.

Only the Cen family boasted, and it had to be a hard boast.

The daughters-in-law of the Cen family were not idle at home, they made lunch, because they had to work to tidy up the house, stewed a rabbit, and threw in the dried sweet potatoes, that thing would be hungry.

After eating half full, the Cen's family was sweating hot, so they continued to work vigorously, and put the things aside.

Mrs. Cen took the lead and knelt down, drew a circle on the ground, left a hole at the other end of the circle, burned paper and babbled: "Go and reincarnate, don't hang around in this village, I will give you some road money. "

After finishing speaking, let Boss Cen crackle and ignite the firecrackers.

Cen Abao said sweetly, "Grandma, the firecrackers that are all over the floor look festive. Our family's life must be prosperous."

"If you have a good grandson, the money will not be wasted."

Eating and sleeping are important matters. Boss Cen asked Li Xiang to set up a fire to burn the stove. The stove and the kang are connected, so the black smoke must be burned away, otherwise he would choke to death at night.

After more than half an hour, the pots, pans and pans were put on the stove, and finger-length wood was cut and nailed to the wall, and wild rabbits, wild boar, dried sweet potatoes, persimmon cakes and so on were lined up to dry.

"Eldest daughter-in-law, third daughter-in-law, I give you three days to sew out the quilt, mattress and pillow." "Oh mother."

The Cen family worked hard for three to five days with their buttocks pouted, and finally cleaned up neatly.

Mrs. Cen began to divide the bus.

"There are four rooms in the compound and the big house. The boss and his daughter-in-law have one room. The two boys have grown up too. They don't want to live together. They are in one room alone. A Bao and I cannot be separated. We live together. One room." Mrs. Cen rubbed her nose.

Cen Abao was as happy as a little squirrel hiding pine nuts: "I am inseparable from milk."

"Xiaoyao has his own room." After all, Xiaoyao is a latecomer, and he is kind to Qi's family, so he takes care of him more.

Qi Zeyao pointed at Cen Abao, and said loudly: "Are you next to her?"

"Next to each other, we all belong to the same courtyard." After finishing speaking, Mrs. Cen said: "Put some things in the other room, and store some things."

"The small courtyard in the middle is for the second child and his son. Two rooms, you two can share one room, or one person can share one room. We can discuss it."

"The one on the far side is for the third child's family, the two of you share one room, and the son has one room for himself."

"The two firewood houses pile some firewood and things that are afraid of the tide. After all, we live by the sea."

"What about cooking? Let's do it together. It's easy and doesn't waste firewood. How about it?" Mrs. Cen asked.

Cen's second son immediately agreed: "Mother, I can't cook even if I'm a big bastard, so Dongzi will starve to death after eating with me."

For this eldest grandson who has lost his mother, Mrs. Cen also feels distressed: "Yeah."

"Okay, I'll burn some water tonight to wash my clothes. After running away for so many days, I'm buried dead on my body. Don't bury the new bedding."

Break up.

After washing and cleaning, the Cen family squatted at the door to dry with their wet hair tacit understanding.

In the evening, Mrs. Cen planned to make a good meal for the living family.

"Dongzi, you pick up the firewood at the door and the pile of firecracker paper, let's fill the stove." Granny Cen stretched her neck and shouted into the yard.

Cen Dong groaned, the half-grown kid also had big hands, he bent down to grab a piece, carried it in and put it on the ground.

Just as he was about to sit down and fill the firewood, Cen's second child called his son, "Dongzi, come out, how did you get the wooden nails you learned from your uncle?"

"Father, I..." Cen Dong just wanted his father to wait, but Cen Abao ran over with a smile on his face, raised his head, and patted Cen Dong's arm like a little adult: "Big brother, big brother, go and help second uncle!" , I'll do it, this small job is nothing to me."

If it was the other brothers, they would have pushed Cen Abao aside long ago to prevent her from doing it, but Cen Dong has been with Sun Lainan for too long, and his brain has been poisoned for a long time. He thought: A girl should work, why not?How can you serve others if you are disliked by your in-laws after you don't work?

Cen Dongen walked out without a burden.

Cen Abao's hair was washed clean, and there was a small knot on one side. She shook her head, filled the stove with energy, and even puffed her cheeks to blow.

The flames became more and more intense, and at this moment, there was a sudden bang...

　Offer my knees.

　　Let's give some recommendation tickets or something.

　　


(End of this chapter)