Build a farm from the mountains

Chapter 47
Wu Hao must be asked to take more, if there is nothing to do, he must order, if it is impossible to turn his face, he must ask for it, that kid will definitely give it.

Maybe they will take the initiative to give it. Thinking of this, Hou Qing said affirmatively: "No problem."

"That's good." Hou Dahu nodded, handed over the roasted meat, and said, "When you recover from your injuries, go to his house and run to his house. Just sell it badly."

As for how the old Wu family lives, it's none of his business.

Hou Erhu pondered for a while and said, "If he wants money, his mother will definitely give it to him. Maybe we can earn some money."

"Where did his family get so much money? Two hundred for three heads is not bad." Hou Dahu knew the people in the village well.

He would go wherever there was anything, and he could find out everything. Wu Hao's family always supported the front yard, and even paid for his schooling. The family's money would never exceed 300 yuan.

It was still when Wu Hao grew up, and Wu Weiguo went to work in the forest from dawn to dusk, and his mother saved money for the past few years in order to marry him a daughter-in-law.

He knew in his heart that it was not easy for Old Wu's family, but did he have anything to do with him?
If people's hearts are bad, understanding and deceiving people don't conflict.

"You don't have to take it out all at once, so your mother can't give him money."

Hou Dahu thought for a while and then told Hou Qing: "Don't cheat him with Guo Laoer in the future. If he dies, where can we ask for money?"

He knew that the two sons used an ax to trap people, but he didn't take it seriously at the time, and it wasn't his son who died, so he can't do it in the future.

After Hou Dahu finished speaking, Brother Hou Qing nodded. He really couldn't cheat Wu Hao for money.

At this time Hou Ming also woke up, and heard a few words: "I will count on him in my next life."

I don't know how serious the injury is, but now I'm burning up, my whole body hurts and I vomit blood, I can't hold back my urine and I'm about to get sick, how much will it cost?

The old Wu family must take care of him, whoever asked Wu Hao for money would give it to his mother.

In the past, Wu Hao's grandfather went hunting, and their old Hou's family did not eat less meat, and they kept taking advantage of small advantages.

This time, he has to take advantage of it, after all, he has lost too much, and Wu Hao has to pay for his life.

As for how much food Wu Hao took Wu Hao for so many years, Laohou's family has never had a concept in this regard.

When there are no outsiders, everything from my father's house has to be taken back to my own home.

The four of them discussed it. On the second day, before dawn, the father and father walked home slowly with their backs on their backs. The two children fainted again. It is hard to say whether they can make it home.

Wu Hao was woken up by Xiaodoubao early in the morning. The little girl must be thinking about Chijiaqiao, so she has no time to talk to her.

I got up and picked up the thermometer I bought yesterday from the cabinet. It showed eight degrees above zero.

One advantage of the earth house is that it is not so cold in the morning and at night. Although Clivia is not so delicate, the temperature must be kept at [-] degrees above zero.

It needs four or five hours of sunlight every day, and it cannot be exposed to strong light. There is no glass to block it. The best way is to put it in a greenhouse.

Now I have no choice but to put it on the windowsill at noon.

Go into the kitchen and find some corn leaves to light the stove, throw some corn poplars in, and come to the main room to tell my mother the precautions for growing flowers.

"Understood." Gao Lijuan nodded, she raised dragon claw flowers in her natal family, Clivia is just a bit delicate.

The four of them finished their meal and just after dawn, the little bean buns moved to the eldest brother's side little by little.

Seeing people looking over, he gave an embarrassed "hehe" smile and drool.

Wu Hao glanced at his sister with a sad face, how could she be so greedy?In the morning, I only drank half a bowl of porridge, but I actually left my stomach to eat Jiaqiao.

If you don't listen to the persuasion and say you are not hungry, there is really no way to fix it.

Get up and drop two words: "Wait", go out to the southeast of the village and say hello to the old man who is clearing the snow in the yard: "Have you eaten, sir?"

When Old Feng saw that he hadn't brought anything, he rarely showed a smile, put down his shovel and agreed, "Come into the house after eating."

"No more." Wu Hao said bluntly, "Do you have any broken fishing nets? Give me one."

"What do you want?" Old Feng said displeasedly, "I'll get you a good one." Before he could speak, he hurried into the warehouse.

Wu Hao didn't have time to explain, so he had to go in and take a look around. The thatched warehouse is a bit crude but "clean".

In the first room there is only a small flat-bottomed fishing boat with sculls, and it looks well maintained from the outside. It was made by old Feng Tou and his son Feng Fat.

Feng Fat loves to play with money. He has been in poor health since he was a child, and he is a waste product on land, but everyone has their own preferences, and everyone has their strengths.

Feng Fat is very talented in water, not only good in water, but also very energetic.

People in the north are all landlubbers, but old Fengtou is from the Central Plains. He lives by the Yellow River with good water quality and has raised fish.

Born too thin to be called fat.

The father and father will fish when they are free from farming, and most of the fish they catch will be exchanged with the villagers for something. Ordinary fish are fed to chickens, dogs and even pigs.

Wealthy families sometimes cook stewed fish to eat by themselves, and the two of them will sell the fish in the village when they catch it. Unfortunately, the small river near the village is too small, so they only caught it twice.

What's even more regrettable is that in summer, two money was saved, and Feng Pang exported it in winter.

Old Feng Tou took out a new fishing net from the back room of the warehouse and asked, "Men, can you take a look at this one?"

Wu Hao recovered and shook his head hastily: "I use it to catch thieves from my hometown, just break the fishing net."

The old lady's eyes are not good, and he knits little by little, so he can't bear to do it.

"Ah! Look, you said it earlier, I thought you were going to the west for winter hunting." Old Feng turned around and entered the room.

"You didn't even give me a chance to speak." Wu Hao rolled his eyes and followed. There were not many things in the room, and most of the fishing tools were made of wood.

Against the wall was a row of wooden boards on which were placed five fishing nets, one of which was very old.

As soon as he picked it up, Old Feng said, "There are several holes broken, I'll get you a good one."

"No, broken ones are fine. It's just catching a thief from my hometown. Use the good ones to waste."

After Wu Hao finished speaking, he spread the fishing net on the ground, five meters in diameter, and the mesh was so small that the thieves from his hometown could get their heads out at most.

It was just right to use it, and he ignored the holes on the top, picked it up and said, "I'll go first, sir."

"Don't you need to get a good one?" Old Feng couldn't help asking again, the child opened his mouth for the first time, and he was willing to get a new one.

"No need!" Wu Hao resisted the fishing net and went out.

Old Feng was sent out of the hospital and looked at his back and sighed: "How nice it is my son!"

The child has a culture of benevolence, righteousness and filial piety, and is known as a handsome young man in ten miles and eight villages.

The key is to know how to be grateful, and I can't help but sigh when I think of my own family, which is incomparable to Wu Hao's.

Wu Hao walked halfway to the front of the alley and two people, one big and one small, made him frown uncontrollably, bothering him for whatever reason.

Li Erhuai followed his mother and saw Wu Hao's little hands on his hips: "Xiao Wu went fishing? Remember to send one to the uncle to try when you come back."

"Okay! I'll let you try fried pork with a belt first!" Wu Hao sneered, and touched his waist only to realize that he was wearing a hemp rope.

He lowered his fishing net and pulled out a stick with a thick thumb from the nearby fence to beat him.

The second daughter-in-law hastily stopped her: "What are you doing, brother, why are you so bad-tempered?"

"Fart!" Wu Hao wrinkled his nose and couldn't help taking a step back, the smell of oil was too strong.

The second daughter-in-law winked and said, "Brother's words are too hurtful."

(End of this chapter)