Chapter 388

Pingyang City, Old Zhao’s Crayfish Restaurant.

For Zhao Wenmu's arrangement, Qian Daniu and Zhao Wenyuan readily accepted, and the others were also eager to try. Song Guanjun even asked for it many times on the spot.

"Third brother, let me go too!"

"No, there is no need to discuss this matter!"

Zhao Wenmu directly refused without thinking.

Zhang Xiaotong is pregnant, how could he be sent out?

Zhao Wenmu was even faintly angry.

"Champion, your most important task right now is to take good care of Xiaotong. I think you should put down the work at hand and go home and concentrate on taking care of Xiaotong!"

"My mother lives with me. She takes good care of Xiaotong and doesn't need me."

Song Guanjun touched his head a little dullly and said.

He didn't notice that Zhao Wenmu was angry, after all, men are not as sensitive as girls.

But his wife Zhang Xiaotong was keenly aware of it.

After all, this girl has been the shopkeeper for many years, and I am afraid that no one present can compare her words and demeanor.

"Third brother, the champion is stupid, don't be angry. Actually, I asked him to go to Papua New Guinea. For a project as big as Xingchen Island, multiple people can always contribute more!"

"My mother and mother-in-law are taking care of a pregnant woman, how can I be a champion!"

Ever since Zhang Xiaotong came to work in Lao Zhao's Crayfish Restaurant, her patriarchal problem has been greatly changed; after she became the store manager, this problem completely disappeared.

As soon as the girl became pregnant, her old mother came to the city to take care of her herself.

The brother and sister Zhang Daming and Zhang Xiaotong were speechless.

Although my mother's motives are not so pure, she is indeed taking care of her sincerely, not to mention Song Guanjun's wife is helping.

Hearing this, Zhao Wenmu's expression softened slightly, but he still said seriously:

"Family is always the most important thing, everyone must always keep this in mind! Champion, you can stay at home in the past two years, and there are still many things to do in the future."

As he spoke, he patted Song Guanjun on the shoulder.

After Zhang Xiaotong gave birth, he would not be allowed to go abroad. Zhao Wenmu hated the separation of his siblings the most. When he thought of not being able to grow up with his little girl in his previous life, he was heartbroken. How could he let others make the same mistakes?

...

After arranging the team to Papua New Guinea, Zhao Wenmu finally got a moment of leisure.

The first snow of winter arrived as expected.

Upon waking up, looking at the world covered in silver outside, the little girl Zhao Zijia let out an exclamation and ran out happily.

Zhao Wenmu and Zhao Jing were busy making breakfast in the kitchen, seeing the little girl had buried her hands in the snow, Zhao Jing shouted through the window:
"Zhao Zijia, go and put on your hat and gloves!"

The little girl turned her head and made a face with her mother, then obediently went into the house.

When I came out, I had already put on a dog fur hat with two big ears, and around my neck were old-fashioned gloves made by my grandma.

It is the kind of cotton glove with only the thumb and the other four fingers connected together.

Zhao Jing glanced at Zhao Wenmu, who was eager to try, and said softly with some helplessness:
"Go, go, it's you who spoiled them."

Zhao Wenmu leaned over and touched her pouting mouth lightly, then turned to accompany his little lover.

When the twins woke up, Zhao Wenmu and Xiao Nannan had already built more than a dozen snowmen, big and small, in the yard.

The biggest snowman stood in the front row, holding a broom in his hand, and behind him was a cape made of newspaper, like a general about to go out.

Behind him is his snowman army, neatly arranged in a square formation.

The little girl's hands and face were flushed with cold, and she called her younger siblings excitedly to go outside the yard and continue making snowmen.

"Okay, okay, let's eat first!"

Zhao Jing stood at the door of the kitchen to greet everyone.

Although the twins were a little unhappy, they had no choice but to go against their mother's words, and walked into the house with their mouths pursed.

"Papa will take you back to your hometown later, let's catch wild rabbits!"

Zhao Wenmu rubbed the little girl's hands, and whispered in a low voice.

Zhao Jing just pretended she didn't hear anything.

But when she went out, she still stopped the twins.

"You two just build a snowman at the door, and you are not allowed to go anywhere!"

As she spoke, she put on hats and gloves for the two of them, brought shovels, and prepared to help them build snowmen together.

That's all for Nannan, the two little ones are going to catch some hares, and the rabbits can kick them down with one kick, okay?It's not like she didn't accompany her elder brother and the others to catch hares when she was a child. That also requires strength, okay?

Seeing their mother playing with them, the little two honestly gave up their plan to go out with their father.

Although the latter is definitely more fun.

The little girl happily carried her net pocket, and followed Zhao Wenmu back to Shanqian Village.

"Dad, isn't the net bag for fishing?"

What they had with them was a dip net, the kind you usually use when fishing.

But it’s not the petty netting of later generations. The ones in their hands use wooden sticks as thick as arms as supports, and the net pockets are enough to hold large fish weighing dozens of catties.

"Haha, you'll know later!"

Zhao Wenmu made a fool of himself.

He didn't intend to explain anything, just use action teaching later.

Zhao Wenmu learned this way when he was a child.

The two of them did not go up the mountain, nor did they enter the village, but went to the threshing grounds around the village.

There are many haystacks next to the threshing ground, some of which are wheat straw, and some are weeds collected by the villagers from the mountains.

Fuel is scarce in this era, and villagers sometimes go up the mountain to cut some weeds, or pick up some dead branches, and use them as fuel after drying.

Of course, there are also many haystacks made of corn stalks.

Just like firewood in a bonfire, the corn stalks are tilted toward the center and formed into conical piles.Most of these corn stalks are used to feed cattle in winter, and sometimes they are also used for cooking.

There was a lot of snow last night, especially in Shanqian Village, where the snow almost covered the ankles.

The two arrived early, and most of the villagers are still at home at this moment. After all, there is no farm work in winter, and some people are preparing to go to work in the factory.

The threshing floor is covered with white snow, and there are almost no traces on the ground.

But there are some small footprints that are very conspicuous.

Some of them looked slightly larger, like village dogs, while others were surprisingly small.

"Ninny, what kind of footprints do you see?"

Zhao Wenmu asked, pointing to a string of small footprints beside his feet.

This string of footprints came from afar and headed for the cornstack next to it.

"Rabbit, Dad, is this a rabbit?!"

The little girl lowered her voice and asked in surprise.

"That's right, it's the rabbit! Where do you think it went?"

Zhao Wenmu replied with a smile.

The little girl looked down at the traces on the ground carefully. After a while, she gently pointed to the haystack not far away, her big eyes were full of light.

she asked silently.

Zhao Wenmu nodded slightly, then raised his feet and walked towards the haystack with an extremely soothing pace.

He beckoned, motioning for the little girl to follow.

Zhao Wenmu walked around the haystack and determined from experience that the hare was still "at home".

Then he took the net bag from the little girl's hand and put it on a hole in the haystack.

(End of this chapter)

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