Yoyo Farming

Chapter 1

In a dilapidated yard, the bamboo fence is so old that it will fall down when touched, and there are several big holes, maybe dogs often come in and out here.

"Fu Niu, this is your home." A middle-aged woman who led Fu Niu into the courtyard smiled and shouted, "You Shuan, your sister is back."

A seven or eight-year-old doll came out following the shout, with a childish voice: "Aunt Gu, why did you come back with my sister?" It is also much thinner than the little dolls of the same age in the city.

The Aunt Gu who led the way was wearing an old cloth with two patches on the clothes and a few patches on the trousers, but they turned white after washing, as if she was wearing clothes for going out. I don’t know what’s in it, and I’m talking with a smile: “Your sister and I are sheltering from the rain on the road, and when she wakes up, she’s confused and says she can’t find her home. I have to take her Just send it back."

Then she looked at Fu Niu and said with a smile: "This is your home, you fun-loving girl, once you get home, you can pretend to be confused." Then she went out with a smile.

"Aunt Gu, come and sit down next time." The little child was followed by the mature Shuan and said a word, then looked at Fu Niu and smiled: "Sister, you are joking with Aunt Gu again, come on." One time, Uncle Tian made fun of you, saying that you don’t have a husband’s house now, so you pretended not to know the way back, and made fun of Uncle Tian to take you back. Now you have teased Aunt Gu again. Fortunately, Aunt Gu lives Not too far in front of our house."

I... I really don't know who you are?Li Xiaotong, who was called Fu Niu, was dumbfounded. What era is this? It’s fine if everyone around is wearing old clothes. My name is Fu Niu. It’s fine to have an extra little brother with a carrot head. The environment is.

Looking at the dilapidated courtyard in front of her, Fu Niu felt like she was going to faint. I wear what I wear and I accidentally wear them. I want a rich ancient family. I want to be a princess or an emperor, or a high official. Superb, total power in hand... I twisted my face hard, and I had to admit one fact, I was unlucky enough to wear it to this home where I could only afford a patchwork of clothes.

He looked down at himself, green patched jacket, blue patched trousers, a pair of black cloth shoes on his feet, with two holes on them, luckily not at the toes.

Little Luobotou Youshuan said: "Sister, come in. Why did you come back? I'm hungry. Have you sold your embroidery patterns? What else can you buy?"

It seems that only now did I realize that there was an old bamboo basket on my arm, and there was a bag in it. Someone took it and opened it to have a look, and looked up with a look of joy: "Sister, I knew you would bring me something to eat." Come back, you wait, I'm going to paste cornmeal cakes. It will be ready in a while."

Pulling Fu Niu into the door, he took out the bag of cornmeal in his hand, and gave Fu Niu the bamboo basket again: "You can embroider first at this moment, and you can hand in the work earlier if you embroider more." Then he walked skillfully to the stove. In front of the stage, a seven-year-old child began to prepare for cooking.

There are three embroidery shapes and a handful of embroidery thread in the bamboo basket, and as far as I can see, this is the only one that is new.Fu Niu, who had just entered the house, was suddenly dimly lit and couldn't see clearly what was in the house. Only now did she see the furnishings in the house, and she sighed in her heart, this is really a poor house.

Fortunately, it is clean. It is an earthen kang platform with an old straw mat on it. It is also broken in several places, and it is [-]% old.There is a water tank next to the stove, but there is a hole missing. There is only an old table with two bowls and bamboo chopsticks on it, and nothing else.Fu Niu walked over and looked at the bamboo chopsticks, and she fainted even more. They were genuine bamboo chopsticks, which were made by using bamboo at a real price, so they were not as smooth and attractive as the bamboo chopsticks sold on the street. One is fat, one is skinny, as if it hasn't been cut well.

"Sister, what are you doing?" With the sound of the stove, Youshuan stirred the cornmeal alive with his hands, and at the same time said in an old-fashioned tone that doesn't match his young age: "I must be tired after walking so much to the market." , or you can sleep for a while."

"I'll go out and stand for a while. I still feel a little dizzy. I'll feel better if I take a breath of fresh air." Youshuan couldn't understand Fu Niu's words, and stared at a pair of black bean-like eyes: "Sister, what are you talking about? do not understand."

Fu Niu quickly covered it up and said, "My sister said, I will come back after I go for a walk." Then she came out quickly, and Shuan's confused voice came from behind: "What's the matter with you, don't you feel tired after going to the market for dozens of miles?"

Throwing a small radish head in the room to cook, and came out to see the world in front of her, Fu Niu went to the yard, and was surprised by the oldness of the yard once again. A wheat field, the weather is warm like the beginning of summer, this kind of weather is the most comfortable.

The yard is muddy land. Although it is swept clean, it is too clean. Farmers should always grow melons and fruits in the yard, and use all available places. But this belongs to its own boundary. "poor".

After turning to the courtyard, a bamboo hut should be a convenient place.There are two paulownia trees in the back of the yard. Fu Niu sighed, why can't there be a fruit tree or something, nothing.

Going back to the room again, he asked Youshuan: "Youshuan, do we have land?" After reconciling, Youshuan, who was boiling a pot with his hands, hurried over, looked up and down at Fu Niu, and said, "Sister, don't you have land?" You're sick, no wonder you don't know the way home, go lie down and rest for a while."

"What's wrong with me?" Fu Niu could only pretend to be confused and asked Youshuan, seeing how anxious he was when he said he was sick, as if my illness was not serious.

Youshuan, who drove Fu Niu to lie down, said, "Sister, go and rest. You touched your head against the wall when you were young, and you don't remember anything when you get sick." A sad look appeared on his face. .

Fu Niu, who can only go to lie down and be served by a little radish head, just grins in her heart. It seems that I am not wearing ordinary clothes, not to mention that I am a poor family, and I am still mentally ill. If I don't know something, I can pretend I'm sick.

Fu Niu, who couldn't laugh or cry, lay down under the kang for a while, and when she heard the sound of fire from the stove, she couldn't help jumping up: "Let me do it." She really bullied the little carrot head.

(End of this chapter)