Dress up in a group and spoil my little aunt, I will make the whole family rich

"If your father didn't lie to you, is it possible that your mother is still alive?" Lin Baobao looked at the small grave beside him, which should have been erected for a child.

If not, Gu Dalang has no reason to erect a tomb for his deceased and even her children, but not for his wife.

Gu Shidao: "I don't know either. My father never tells me about my mother. I don't remember what happened before I was three years old. I heard from my father that it was because I had a high fever for several days and burned my brain out. "

Hearing him say with a serious face that his brain was burnt out, Lin Baobao couldn't hold back his laughter.

Three-year-old children don't remember things at all, so it's strange if they can remember.

"But my dad said that as long as I go out, I can know everything I want to know."

He wants to know who his mother is?where?Is it dead or alive?
"Go out?" How?Where are you going?
"Well, go out."

After burning the paper money, Gu Shi kowtowed three more times to the big tomb bag, got up, walked to the small tomb bag and burned all the remaining paper money.

This time he didn't kneel, obviously it was the same in the past.

When they got home, neither of them mentioned the worship.

From the fact that Gu Shi avoids people when buying paper money, and Gu Dalang puts his clothes in such a remote place, it can be seen that they don't want people to know.

Perhaps before today, only their father and son knew of the existence of those two grave bags.

Now there is more of her...

Realizing this, Lin Baobao felt an unexplainable feeling in his heart.

The two say they are husband and wife, but they are actually more like roommates who get along harmoniously.

Because of this, even though Gu Shi's face showed guilt many times, or he hesitated to speak, she never went into it.

She knows that a qualified roommate should not ask, inquire, or be curious.

Now it's like two people who were sleeping soundly wrapped tightly in their respective quilts, and the other party suddenly opens a corner for you to see.

To tell the truth, she didn't hate this feeling, but she was a little overwhelmed.

"Bao'er, what are you thinking about?" Feng's voice suddenly came to mind, and Lin Baobao suddenly came back to his senses, only to realize that everyone at the table was looking at him.

"I didn't think about anything." Lin Baobao was a little embarrassed, and he quickly lowered his head to pick up the rice.

Um, why is the bowl empty?
Gu Shi took her bowl away: "I'll help you serve the rice."

"Thank you, thank you."

Er Niu laughed: "Sister-in-law, does the air taste good?" It's been a long time since I ate.

Baby Lin: ...

At noon, we still had a simple meal. After the meal, the bean dregs were cooked, and Lin Dalang carried them to Xizipo to feed the chickens. Lin Baobao and the three sister-in-laws began to chop stuffing and make dumplings.

"Second brother, if you have nothing to do, go to Beizipo and help me build a simple earthen stove. Next time I will directly cook bean dregs on it, so as not to have to carry it all the way every day."

Lin Erlang and the others: Didn’t you say that you have a holiday?
Lin Baobao just remembered this too.

Bean dregs are the main food for chickens. As the chickens get bigger and bigger, they will eat more and more. The tofu workshop in the town has started to give her bean dregs again.

Some of the chickens are eaten, and the rest are buried in the newly opened wasteland for composting.

If there is an earthen stove in Beizipo, they can send it there directly - when the mountain was cleaned up, the road was repaired by the way, so donkey carts can go up.

"When we have money, we will build a house next to the chicken coop."

"What's the purpose of building the house?" Feng asked, "It's still built next to the chicken coop, so it doesn't stink."

"Then build it farther away, as long as you can see the chicken coop." Lin Baobao kept his hands and explained: "The thorns can prevent some people who want to steal the sheep, but they can't prevent those with ulterior motives. When the chickens are bigger, we still need someone to take care of them." Just live on it at night and keep watch."

Now most people in the village don't believe that they can raise so many chickens.

Let’s just talk about Mrs. Mei. When she came to work at home, she persuaded her to sell some of the money if she could sell it now, since she didn’t have much investment.

Lin Baobao knew that she had good intentions, but he didn't foolishly tell about his bean dregs feeding chickens.

Speaking of the Mei family, Lin Baobao thought of another thing, corvée!
Corvée includes military service. Dai Viet is not fighting now, so the common people do corvée, and most of them work for the country for free.

Of course, if the family has money, they can also pay the government a sum of money to exempt from corvee.

The Lin family has no money, and in previous years, the brothers took turns to go there.

A while ago, officials came to the village to collect the summer tax, and they vaguely revealed to the village head that this year's corvee will be in winter.

As for what kind of work to do, it is not fixed. The time is given by the above, and each household will get a male. There is no wages, and you have to bring your own rations.

If it's just work, it's fine. If you are unlucky to meet those bad-tempered officials who beat and scold the people who come to serve in corvee at will, you will die.

This kind of thing is not uncommon, and death is for nothing, and there is no compensation.

Originally, the last people to work were the poor people who couldn’t afford the money. They usually didn’t have enough to eat and suffered from malnutrition.

This is a vicious circle!
The dinner is very rich, a pot of old hen mushroom soup, a pot of pickled pork with preserved vegetables, a pot of fried cabbage with oil residue, and a big pot of dumplings stuffed with pork.

Father Lin took out a jar of wine from somewhere.

Lin Dalang and the others were obviously most interested in wine, and they didn't even care about food, so they went to Father Lin with bowls in their hands to beg for wine.

"Hmph, you bastards, you know how to miss my wine." Father Lin blew his beard and stared at each of them, sharing some, about the amount of the bottom of a bowl.

Lin Wulang shouted: "Father, you are too stingy, pour some more, pour some more."

"Fuck off, if you want to drink, you can buy it with your own money, so I'll give you this, whether you like it or not." Father Lin only poured the bottom of a bowl for himself, which shows that he is really reluctant.

After pouring, he was about to put the cork back in. When he met Gu Shi's gaze, his cheeks twitched: "Son-in-law, do you want some?"

Gu Shi stood up, held the bowl in both hands and handed it to him: "Thank you, dad."

Papa Lin: ... In the past, it was enough to divide five brats, but now we can score six. Is it easy for him to get some wine?
"Grandfather, give me a taste too." Da Mao was so greedy.

Father Lin: "Get lost!"

Lin Baobao couldn't help laughing, she didn't know that her father liked to drink before.

But it's normal, the family is so poor, and the money is spent on Yuanshen, so there is no spare money to buy wine for him.

Lin Baobao ate two vinegar-stained dumplings, and when he turned his head to look at Gu, he was sipping there, curious: "Do you know how to drink alcohol?"

Gu Shi raised his head, his face was flushed, and his eyes were still a little confused: "Drinking for the first time."

Lin Baobao: ...why does this look like he's drunk?
Just as he was about to tell him to stop drinking, there was a knock on the courtyard door.

"I'll go and open the door." Er Niu rushed out.

The courtyard door opened, and Liao rushed in: "Xiao Liu, save that girl Chun Ya."

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