Dressed as a cute kid with a farm: Pick up a brother to farm

The adults would share the pork legs and heads that they occasionally picked up with the children around them, and they would only eat the stewed pig offal and pig blood soup.

Ye Yaoyao looked at this with deep emotion. It was such a small amount of food, and it was so fishy, ​​yet they ate it with great relish.

A pig's head, four pig's trotters, a pig's tail, a set of pig's offal, and pig's blood may seem like a lot, but for more than a hundred people in the village to eat, it seems a little less.

What's more, they specifically picked out the fattest parts and left them for the village elders, leaving even less.

But even so, everyone still enjoyed the meal, as if they were eating some delicious delicacy.

Perhaps happiness is so simple and pure!

Suddenly, Ye Yaoyao felt a little sense of belonging to this still somewhat unfamiliar small mountain village.

As she was lost in thought, a small spoon suddenly came in front of her.

Ye Yaoyao looked up and saw a child of about three or four years old. He raised his little arms with all his strength and put the small spoon to her mouth.

The spoon contained a small ball of bone oil, white and greasy.

"Eat!" The little guy looked expectant, "Sister, eat!"

Ye Yaoyao blinked at him. Although she wanted to eat too, wasn't it unethical to snatch food from a child?

"Yeah!"

Ye Yaoyao patted Meng Huaishao who was eating.

Meng Huaishao turned his head and saw the baby with a confused face and the little one who was standing on tiptoe and trying to get closer.

"Hu Zi, my sister has eaten, you can eat it yourself." Meng Huaishao declined with a smile.

There are so many children in the village, it is lucky if each of them can get a small piece. Yaoyao has already eaten two pieces, so he must not eat other people’s pieces.

He also knew that Yaoyao liked to eat bone oil, but that was not a reason to take advantage of her.

Another day, he would go to town and buy some big bones for Yaoyao.

Hu Zi didn't respond, and she kept feeding him: "Hu Zi has grown up! Hu Zi doesn't want to eat, so my sister will eat!"

Seeing this, Meng Huaishao looked at Hu Zi's mother not far away.

Hu Zi's mother had been paying attention to her child. Seeing this, she smiled and said, "Hu Zi likes his sister. He said that he wanted to be a brother and give food to his sister!"

Seeing that Hu Zi's mother was not unhappy, Meng Huaishao finally felt relieved and patted the baby's head gently: "Eat!"

Ye Yaoyao was very happy to get a positive answer, and ate some bone oil in one bite.

This thing is soft, tender, melts in the mouth, and has some oily content. It's perfect for a baby like her!

Hu Zi was very happy to see the baby eating. Just as he was about to go back to the table to eat, a piece of pork leg was accurately fed into his mouth.

Hu Zi bit the fat meat and looked at Meng Huaishao at a loss.

Meng Huaishao smiled: "Hu Zi invited his sister to eat, and his brother also invited Hu Zi to eat, so he can't refuse!"

Hu Zi looked at his mother, not daring to open his mouth, for fear that the flesh would fall off the next moment.

Hu Zi's mother couldn't help but laugh when she saw the interaction between the few people.

This Meng Huaishao is just like his father, he never takes advantage of others.

Besides, the meat is already in my mouth, I can’t spit it back out, right?

"Hu Zi, why don't you thank your brother?" Hu Zi's mother taught the little guy.

Hu Zi put the meat into his mouth, his cheeks puffed up, and he said incoherently: "Xie Xie Guo Guo!" (homonym, not a typo)

"You're welcome!" Meng Huaishao touched his head, "Go back and have dinner!"

Ye Yaoyao watched Hu Zi leave, hugged Meng Huaishao's arms with both hands, and smiled sweetly.

"Yeah!" Thank you, brother!

"good!"

Meng Huaishao rubbed her little head lovingly and continued to eat.

The pig-killing banquet was very lively. People from all over the village, young and old, came with excitement and left with satisfaction.

The morning light is dim and another day is coming quickly.

Ye Yaoyao sat up and stretched lazily.

She felt that she had extra energy today, and even the chirping of insects and birds in the distance seemed clearer.

Last night's pig-killing banquet, with its lively and harmonious atmosphere, greatly increased her favorability towards Dashan Village.

Ever since coming here, Ye Yaoyao has been like a rootless duckweed, with her soul having no support.

Although she had Meng Huaishao's dedicated care and Grandma Niu's concern, she always felt that something was missing.

Now she realized that it was a recognition of this land.

Although some people say that home is where your family is.

But hometown and home are different. It is where life begins and where it will always be in your heart.

You can move your home, but you can’t move your hometown.

It was not until yesterday that she accepted this place and regarded this poor and backward land as her hometown in the world.

Another hometown in past and present lives, warm and full of ordinary love.

Although life is not so affluent, it is peaceful and harmonious here, full of human touch.

When she recognized this land and accepted this world, her soul seemed to be nourished and sublimated.

Ye Yaoyao turned over the quilt, crawled to the window and looked outside.

Ever since the baby could crawl, Meng Huaishao moved the bed from against the wall to next to the window.

Babies won’t crawl around, but it’s too boring to stay in bed every time I get up.

So he moved the bed to the window, so that when the baby got tired of playing with his hands, he could look outside.

Outside the window is a fenced yard, and to the side is a half-open (leaky) kitchen.

Ye Yaoyao saw Meng Huaishao sorting out dead branches and there was a fire burning on the stove.

Since the harvest in her farm space became stable, with more and more wheat straw and rice straw, Meng Huaishao had less pressure to collect firewood.

But he was a cautious man, and except for the new straw on his bed, there was not a single straw or straw in the kitchen, which was left to burn in the farm space.

Of course, the main reason is to avoid being seen by others and making it difficult to explain.

"woke up?"

Meng Huaishao saw a little head popping up from the window, with its hair messy and crumpled into a ball.

"Aiya!" Wake up!

The baby was lying on the window, smiling brightly.

Meng Huaishao washed his hands and brought some hot water. He first helped the baby wash and then helped her smooth her messy hair.

"I forgot to buy a comb yesterday. Next time we go to town, I'll pick you a nice one."

Ye Yaoyao touched her hair, which was not even as long as her fingers.

"Yeah!"

"Dear, the porridge will be ready in a while."

Ye Yaoyao nodded and continued to lean on the window, looking around.

The little guy is happy to see everything.

While the baby was awake, Meng Huaishao packed the cloth he bought yesterday into a backpack, preparing to take it to the village chief's house and asking Grandma Niu to help make clothes.

He also packed ten pounds of corn flour and two pounds of flour as a reward for the cow's milk for helping to make clothes, as well as the tuition for his teaching of complementary foods for young children, and the baby's food for the day.

After putting these in, the porridge in the pot was almost ready. Meng Huaishao served it and put it on the table to dry, then asked the baby to take him into the farm space.