Leisure little landlord

Time passed quickly, and it was time for lunch again in a blink of an eye. Everyone packed up their things and prepared to go home for dinner. Today's noon was the same as yesterday's noon, and they all ate at Jiahao's grain drying farm.

Some of the women in the village did not come to work, but they were cooking at home. Although the food was not very rich, it was good to have fish and meat anyway.Everyone found a seat and sat down, eating big mouthfuls.

At noon today, Biaozi was still eating a big bowl full of rice like yesterday, talking about how delicious it was while eating.

Haoran watched Biaozi eat so vigorously, he also walked up to Biaozi with a bowl and said, "Uncle Biaozi, I want to eat with you."

Biaozi saw Haoran holding the bowl by his side, he said with a smile: "Okay, come and sit beside me, let's compete."

Haoran happily sat next to Biaozi, and began to eat with big mouthfuls.

People in the village like to watch Biaozi eat the most. It feels like he is eating something particularly delicious. If he eats slowly, it seems that others have eaten all the delicious food.

After a simple meal, everyone took a short rest and went to repair the road again.

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Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, the seven or eight kilometers of road in Litang Village was repaired in five or six days. Everyone looked at the cement road and felt so happy. It was as sweet as eating honey, which is really great.When they went to the town to go to the market before, how much they hoped that the roads in the village would be as easy to walk as the roads in the town. Now this dream has finally come true.

A few days later, the cement road was dried by the sun, and the children ran to play on the cement road. Some children even rolled on it. Some adults saw it and didn't care about the children.Let them enjoy playing on it.Da Mao took the children and ran wildly on it and said: "This road is much better than the road in the town. This road is so good, I like it."

The children also like it. They never dreamed that such a road would be such a cement road.

Several elderly people walked on the cement road with crutches. They walked back and forth on the cement road, their faces were like blooming flowers. After living such a big life, they really didn’t know that one day they would walk on the cement road. What about the cement road?Many people are reluctant to build concrete roads in their yards, let alone the road in Litang Village.

After the road was repaired, the village director went to the concrete road.Seeing the children happily running around on it, his heart was sweeter than eating honey. He called everyone to set up a stone sign on the side of the road with the names of people who donated money for road construction written on it. Those who donate more money.For example, Professor Chen, Chen Kunshan, Jiahao and so on.If it weren't for these people donating money to build roads.It is estimated that this road will never be repaired in a lifetime.

When the village director returned home, he shouted with a loudspeaker, "Everyone has worked hard building roads these past few days. Tonight, I will invite everyone to dinner at Jiahao's grain drying field."

The villagers were very happy when they heard that the village director invited everyone to dinner, and they didn't have to cook today's dinner.But you have to go to the sun-drying field to help cook in advance.

The women in the village are more virtuous, and they quickly took their own pots and other things to the grain drying field to prepare to wash vegetables.

The village director called Li Fu and several other strong men from the village to the village director's house to catch a big pig and kill them. Everyone really didn't expect the village director to kill one of his own pigs.You must know that pigs are usually killed only during the Chinese New Year, and the village director is really willing to do so.

Grandpa and Uncle Three naturally went to prepare the cooking. Uncle San's craftsmanship in the village was not built, and his craftsmanship was better than that of chefs in big restaurants.

The girls and daughters-in-law in the village are all busy, washing and chopping vegetables.

Teacher Yang and Grandma Zhang are responsible for washing rice and cooking.

Now Teacher Yang's illness is much better, and she doesn't have to be bedridden anymore. She has helped a lot in road construction in the past few days. The tea that the villagers drink is cooked by Teacher Yang and Grandma Zhang.

Professor Chen does what he can do.

Meng Xiyan and He Wanyu walked around and didn't know what to do, so they had no choice but to play with Jiahui and the children.

Biaozi and Jiahao went to pull pigs with the people in the village.

The pig was killed, everyone cut the pork into big pieces, and finally got a big pig hind leg, which Biaozi insisted on keeping. He said that the wild pork roasted by Jiahao last time was delicious. I still can't forget it, this time he must save it for roasting.

The children brought firewood, and Jiahao had no choice but to set up a barbecue rack. After the meat was coated with seasonings, it was put on the grill and grilled.

Everyone looked at Jiahao's roasted meat, which smelled sizzling, and the children surrounded Jiahao, watching with wide eyes when the meat would be ready.

Biaozi ate most of the meat last time, this time the children decided to eat more by themselves.

Jiahao looked at Meng Xiyan and He Wanyu who were having fun with other younger children, he laughed, thinking that it would be nice to have children of his own.

Just thinking about it, Ermao looked at Jiahao in a daze, he quickly shook Jiahao and said: "Look quickly, the meat is mushy."

Will be shaken vigorously by Er Mao, and after a shock, he came back to his senses and said, "What's wrong? What happened?"

Ermao pointed to the meat being grilled and said, "Look at the meat, I smell burnt."

At this moment, Jiahao only took a look at his barbecue, and only one side of the barbecue was indeed a bit burnt. Fortunately, Er Mao took a long time to find out, otherwise it would have been miserable.

Jiahao turned the meat over and continued to roast it.

The children here are having fun with Meng Xiyan and the others. Meng Xiyan is the mother chicken, and He Wanyu is the eagle. They are playing the game of the eagle catching the chicks.This is a classic game that almost any child can play.

Meng Xiyan was a bit more ruthless. He swung hard and stretched out his hands, protecting the children behind him under his wings, but He Wanyu didn't catch a chick even after a lot of effort.

Naturally, Meng Xiyan and the others won in the end.

All come and the children come again to play with robots and wooden figures.

Meng Xiyan yelled "robots" loudly, and saw the children doing various movements, like robots. The children patted various movements, and Meng Xiyan yelled "wooden people" loudly, and the children froze immediately, like It's like a robot without a battery.

Some children had hideous faces, stretching out their hands as if they were trying to catch someone, some opened their mouths wide, as if they were about to eat, and some were squatting in different shapes, which was very funny.

Seeing everyone's appearance, Meng Xiyan couldn't help but burst out laughing, she really didn't expect that she was the one who laughed first.

A few hours later, the sky gradually darkened, and Jiahao's barbecue was almost ready. The children smelled the aroma, but the fragrance was the most important thing. The children rushed to Jiahao's side and looked at Jiahao. Flavorful meat being grilled.

Jiahao looked at the children wanting to eat something and said, "Is it delicious? Do you want to eat?"

The children said loudly: "It's very fragrant, I really want to eat it."

Jiahao said with a smile: "Hehe, I really want to eat it too, but when I cook it, we will eat together. I will divide the meat into several plates so that everyone can eat it. Don't do it like last time. That’s right, only a few people ate the most, and there are still many people who haven’t eaten.”

At this time, Biaozi lowered his head. In fact, he still prefers the way that whoever wants to eat gets it, so that he will eat more, because he is the most able to compete with the children. (to be continued..)

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