Leisurely Farmer's Family: A Strong Man and His Broken Leg Son-in-law

But there is no need to tell Liu Yu these things.

When these old things were still in the Tian family, the unbearable cold nightclubs in winter resurfaced over and over again.

After coming home, I rarely thought about it. If Liu Yu hadn't asked about it today, it's hard to say that in another two years, the originally clear memory would have become blurry.

Chang Sheng tightened his arms, feeling the heat coming from his body, and felt more at ease and at ease than ever before.

"This milk is really good. I heard that dog oil won't form scabs after being applied on it. You were so young at that time, you must not have been able to apply it!"

Liu Yu sincerely thanked the old lady who helped Changsheng take off her clothes that day. Liu Yu didn't ask Shui Sanmei, a mother-in-law, why she didn't help apply it.

According to Tian Fugui and Shui Sanmei's dislike of Changsheng, let alone smearing them, they couldn't even think about how Changsheng was not scalded to death.

"Well, the wound hurts when touched. I was young at that time and was afraid of pain, so I didn't apply it frequently."

Changshou was young, so he poured water into the hot pot that day. The edge of the pot was so hot that there were burn marks around his wrists.

When Shui Sanmei and Tian Fugui came back and saw him, they not only beat him and scolded him, but also took away a shallow layer of dog oil given by the neighbor's grandma. The dog oil was all stuck on Changshou's wrist.

He didn't have anything to apply it on at that time. He heard that the ashes from the bottom of the pot could stop bleeding, so he could only use the ashes from the bottom of the pot.

When the wounds scabbed, the chest was black. Over the years, the color has soaked into the skin and there are still black traces.

Liu Yu slowly rubbed Chang Sheng's chest with her hand, thinking over and over again in her mind of the child who was rolled all over the floor after being burned.

Every time I think about it, I feel more disgusted with the longevity of the person who caused it.

Some people are truly born to be devils.

"Stop touching!"

Changsheng's voice was hoarse, and he took Liu Yu's hand away and placed it in another place where he could not control it!

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The two of them communicated physically and mentally until midnight yesterday, and they got up a little late the next day.

There were voices coming from the yard. Liu Yu listened carefully and pushed Changsheng: "Big brother, second brother and his family are here!"

It was definitely getting late when someone came to the house at this moment, so the two of them didn't waste any more time, picked up the messy clothes on the kang, and hurriedly put them on without being embarrassed.

"Big brother, second brother!"

Pushing open the door of the west room that leads directly to the courtyard, Liu Yu endured her shyness and forced herself to calm down when calling people.

Changsheng took a step behind Liu Yu and also called for people.

Liu Fan's joking words came to his lips, and he remembered that this was his brother's cousin. If he made a joke about Liu Yu, grandma would definitely give him the first meal when she heard it, but she was busy but kept silent.

He smiled and said, "My father and the others went to Butcher Li's house before dawn to buy meat. The meat they killed today is still fresh and hot. Let us bring it over."

When the two families separated, they made a rule that all the pensions for the two elders would be given to the second family. A hundred years later, the land for the elderly care would also belong to the second family.

The first and third bedrooms only send some meat noodles during New Years and holidays, as long as they remember their parents, they don’t need to worry about anything else.

Xu Hong and Qi Chunhua were still a little dissatisfied with the ownership of the pension field that day, but they were daughters-in-law, so they had to obey. They could only pinch their noses and admit it when they didn't need their own pension to comfort themselves.

Over the years, perhaps I have become accustomed to being the master of the household, and I have watched other women and husbands in the village who have become mothers-in-law still listen to their lessons at the hands of their own mother-in-law.

Comparing the years of leisurely life that I have had, I feel that my mood has become even smoother, and I will not neglect Liu Fusheng and Nian.

It is said to be a festival during the New Year, but in fact it is only the two major festivals of Dragon Boat Festival and Mid-Autumn Festival, plus the Chinese New Year.

Liu Fusheng and Nian were also reasonable and sympathized with each family's efforts to raise children and save their own wealth. During the Dragon Boat Festival and Mid-Autumn Festival, each family could just send some meat noodles as they pleased, and there was no strict requirement to give any amount.

Most families would cut a knife of meat and send two kilograms of white flour. If they caught fish, they would also send some fish, which wouldn't cost a lot of money.

During the New Year, each family originally had five pounds of meat, five pounds of white flour, and two fish.

Together they are ten pounds of meat, ten pounds of white flour, and four fish. This is about the same amount of meat for the Chinese New Year. If you want to stuff sausages into bacon, you can just buy some extra ones at home.

"It seems like there will be more meat this year!" came the cheerful voice of the old lady from the kitchen.

"It's two more pounds. Thanks to Ayu, my family earned some money this year, so my parents cut some more meat."

Seeing that the old lady was happy, Liu Fan also curled up his lips and said cheerfully.

"The relationship is great, and we also benefit from it!"

Mr. Nian is not a spoiler, so he has to praise his children for their generous gifts.

As for the rest of the admonitions, don't throw away money, live your life carefully, and save the betrothal gift for your third grandson. You can keep it in your mind first before talking about it.

Liu Fan and Liu Shan delivered the meat and left.

Nian was in a good mood, and it was rare for him to stay with someone to eat, so he didn't stay at all.

Breakfast was a simple sweet potato tea with multi-grain cereals, and a large bowl of steamed egg custard. Each person had several spoonfuls to share.

Xiaoxue's eyes narrowed slightly as she ate it, it was extremely sweet and her mouth was all sticky.

After breakfast, Xiaoxue took the bamboo rats out of the woodshed to play with as usual.

"Uncle, the bamboo roots are gone, and the bamboo rats are so hungry that they have no strength!"

What kind of meat is needed at home? Liu Yuzheng and Changsheng are cleaning the porcelain basins for use. Nianshi and Liu Meixiang are sorting the meat, which piece of fried crispy meat, which piece of fried pork belly, which piece of fried pink meat.

There is still a piece left to make dumplings.

At this moment, everyone’s hands are busy, and no one can spare their hands to find food for this little thing!

"Wait until uncle is done with this, then dig bamboo roots for it!"

Liu Yu responded casually.

After washing all the basins, Liu Yu dried her hands and walked under the jujube tree. The sun was sunny and warm on her body.

He stretched out and took a look at the little girl who was squatting on the ground silently looking at the sleeping bamboo rat in the bamboo cage.

"Come on, Xiaoxue, let's go dig bamboo roots!"

"Bamboo Rat, Bamboo Rat is starving to death!" Xiaoxue sobbed twice and began to sob softly.

She still remembers that every time she was bullied by her cousin and cried, grandma would call her a bad luck person and say she was crying.

Although she didn't understand the meaning of these words, she knew from Grandma's expression that crying was not good and would make people unhappy. Xiaoxue wiped her tears randomly and tried her best to hold back.

The bamboo rat is dead!

Liu Yu was startled and hurriedly took the small stick in Xiaoxue's hand and tried it inside. She saw that the little thing that usually shrank when people came over was motionless now.

He is really dead!

Thinking of Xiaoxue saying that bamboo rats starved to death, and seeing the little girl crying so sadly, Liu Yu vaguely remembered that it seemed like four or five days had passed since the last time she dug bamboo roots.

It was his negligence. Seeing Xiaoxue so sad, Liu Yu blamed herself.

"Bamboo rats can't starve to death so easily. This little thing can't survive in the open. It's timid to begin with, and it's a nocturnal species. It's frightened to death by being teased by a group of children around it every day!"

Liu Meixiang heard her daughter crying and hurriedly came out to see her. She opened the bamboo cage, touched the belly of the bamboo rat and said firmly.

"It's really possible. This bamboo rat has been out of energy these past few days. It looks like it's wilting. It doesn't look like it will live long!"

Liu Fusheng came back with a shovel and several bamboo roots in his hand.