No pain no gain

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The eldest girl was very happy about learning needlework. Every day after lunch, she couldn't wait to find Widow Wang with a small sewing basket. After a few days like this, the second girl finally attracted attention. My son's attention, after lunch that day, he was clamoring to go out with the big girl.

"Er Niuer is good, when you are five years old, the eldest brother will let you learn to do needlework, okay?" Da Zhuang pulled Er Niuer and tried to coax the little girl.

"No, I don't, I want to go with my sister!" Er Niuer yelled resolutely.

In his previous life, Da Zhuang once heard people from his parents’ generation say that three-year-old children are violent, which means that children between two and four years old are the ones who love to mess around the most. Now Da Zhuang really understands this deeply.

"Er Niuer, my sister didn't go to play, I will come back to play with Er Niuer after my sister finishes learning, okay?" Da Niuer said awkwardly while clutching the sewing basket.

"Well, well, I want to go too, I want to go, I want to go..." Er Niu'er shouted, shaking her arms.

Da Zhuang patted his forehead. It is impossible for you to reason with a three-year-old child. If the words are a little more serious, the little girl's shrill cry can almost knock down the roof. , if you start crying together, that would be amazing!Da Zhuang didn't even want to imagine such a situation.

"Big girl, go ask Aunt Wang, if Aunt Wang doesn't mind, you can take Er Niuer and let her play beside her." Da Zhuang discussed with Da Niuer in a compromised manner.

"Well, I'll ask." The big girl bit her lip and said.

"Okay, it's fine, Er Niu'er obediently wait at home for a while, don't make trouble!" Da Zhuang turned his head and said to Er Niu'er.

"Well, my sister has to come back quickly, Er Niuer is waiting for you at the door!" Er Niuer said in a childish voice.

In modern times, if the cotton is grown well, one mu can harvest more than 800 catties, and if the harvest is not good, it can yield more than 500 catties. The average cotton planted by Da Zhuang is about 600 catties per mu, which is not too good, but put It’s an exaggeration here. The price of a catty of cotton is about [-] to [-] Wen. In the past few days, the cotton has been sold out. Da Zhuang settled the accounts and got about two taels of cash. There are several bags of rice. With these millet and the rice grown by himself, Da Zhuang is slowly changing the staple food at home to rice.

Widow Wang is very talkative in some aspects, and the eldest girl hesitated to mention the matter of the second girl, and Widow Wang immediately agreed.

"It's really good for you children, even such a trivial matter!" Widow Wang said helplessly to the big girl's back.

Unexpectedly, the second girl went to Widow Wang's house to play once and remembered it, and then went with the eldest girl almost every day.In this way, the burden on Da Zhuang and Er Zhuang was relieved, and at least one child could be spared.

Da Zhuang gathered up the remaining cotton, and carried dozens of catties to his uncle's house.

"Hey, Auntie is still thinking about when she will be free to buy some cotton from you!" The Auntie almost lost her eyes laughing as she looked at the cotton that Da Zhuang was carrying.

"Auntie, you're welcome, the cotton is fine." Da Zhuang said politely.

"Is Da Zhuang healthy? Are you still not feeling well?" The uncle put down the work he was doing and asked with concern.

After Da Zhuang fainted last time, the uncle took the eldest brother and the eldest sister to visit, and also sent about twenty eggs.

"Well, there's nothing else to do, uncle, I'm here today to ask you for help."

"What's wrong?" Uncle asked nervously.

"The last time Ada's grandma passed away, she gave me two acres of good land..."

"Did they go back on their word again?"

Before Da Zhuang finished speaking, the eldest aunt couldn't wait to ask.

"That's right, but I asked them to exchange more than four acres of lowland land by the river." Da Zhuang answered politely first.

"Ah, how can this work! What's the use of those few acres of low land, they are too bullying!" The aunt became excited unexpectedly.

"It's nothing, Auntie, I'm here today for the four-acre low land. Uncle, I want to ask a dozen people to help dig the lowland about one meter deeper. The wages are ten yuan a day, without food, so for ten days. Can you dig it out?" Da Zhuang turned to his uncle and said.

"If there are a dozen people for ten days, it should be fine, but, Da Zhuang, that place is supposed to be relatively low, and there is no way to grow anything, so why do you still dig it?" the uncle asked worriedly.

"Well, I have other uses." Da Zhuang pretended not to answer the uncle's question: "Please ask the uncle for help in hiring people, paying the final wages and supervising the work. Uncle, your wages are ten per day." Five cents counts, is that okay?"

"Of course, no problem!"

Before the eldest uncle could say anything, the eldest aunt had already agreed.

"Then thank you uncle and aunt. Can you start as soon as possible? It's best to finish digging within ten days, otherwise the family may not have so much money..." Da Zhuang whispered.

"Well, yes, Da Zhuang, well, if you don't have enough money, uncle can..." the uncle said hesitantly.

The eldest aunt gave the eldest uncle a hard pinch, making the latter swallow his words.

"Uncle and aunt, I'll go back first." Da Zhuang didn't care, stood up and said.

"Stop sitting for a while?" The eldest aunt asked enthusiastically.

"No, there are a few small ones in the family, only Er Zhuang is watching at home, I don't feel at ease." Da Zhuang said as he walked out.

After Da Zhuang walked away, the uncle said unhappily: "These children have worked so hard for a year, how much money can they have? We are ashamed to ask them to give money..."

"You're sorry, they've worked hard! We're going to be fine! Don't even think about it, the harvest of their children is much better than ours. Our eldest is going to marry a wife, and Xiaomei is going to get married. It doesn't cost money..." Wait After the eldest uncle finished speaking, the eldest aunt began to yell shrilly.

The uncle was immediately speechless without being choked.

Da Zhuang didn't care about what the cheap uncle and aunt did at home. Anyway, from the very beginning, Da Zhuang never thought about letting his uncle do free work, and the money was all within the budget.

After the donkey named "Maomao" by Er Niuer and San Niuer became a little meatier, Da Zhuang took five hundred coins and asked the carpenter in the neighboring village to help him make a small two-wheeled donkey. Box wooden carts, making wooden carts, the big one costs [-] renminbi, and the small one [-] renminbi is more expensive, but Da Zhuang requires that the railings around the car be made of wooden boards instead of nailed fences, so it is not a disadvantage. After excluding the wages for hiring someone to dig the depression, the family now has a little more than one or two taels of money left.

Da Zhuang sighed, after being busy for a year, the remaining money is not even enough to repair the house. It seems that the house can only be discussed next year. Fortunately, the children are still young now, so there is no need to rush to divide them up. house.

"Er Zhuang, this winter and Chinese New Year, you should go over the words and arithmetic I taught you at home, next spring, I'll take you to Mr.'s place!" Da Zhuang didn't go out to play all day long, or just hang out with a few little guys The playful Er Zhuang said.

"Really! Brother, do you really want to send me to my husband?" Er Zhuang asked in surprise.

"Forget it, you just know how to play around at home all day!" Da Zhuang said angrily without raising his head.

Da Zhuang doesn’t have the same patience for boys as he does girls. Like Da Niuer, Da Zhuang will always ask her opinion before making any decisions related to her, but Er Zhuang will avoid it. .

"From today on, you have to write at least a hundred words on the sand table every day, the same or different ones are fine, do you understand?"

Da Zhuang specially corrected the gestures of Er Zhuang and the idiot holding the wooden stick, and used the regular posture of holding the brush. Although even if the wooden stick is used to write relatively neat characters, it will definitely not be possible to change the brush when the time comes. But at least I don't have to work so hard to correct the habit of holding a pen.

"Well, I see!" Er Zhuang said happily, obviously very happy to be able to go to school.

San Zhuang wobbled and walked slowly in front of Da Zhuang, and threw himself on Da Zhuang's lap. Da Zhuang was afraid that the bamboo in his hand would scratch San Zhuang, so he quickly put the baskets he was weaving away from, and carefully After wiping his hands, he hugged San Zhuang, laughed and teased him.

Si Zhuang, who was playing next to him, saw it, and ran over a few steps, opened his arms, and let Da Zhuang hug him.

Da Zhuang moved San Zhuang to sit on one leg and stretched out one hand to hold Si Zhuang onto the other leg and sat down.

Er Zhuang and San Niuer were playing a childish game of clapping their hands. From the corner of their eyes, they noticed that Da Zhuang was talking and laughing with the twins gently, and secretly curled his lips. The eldest brother is only so fierce to me...

Speaking of which, what Da Zhuang is most worried about now is the twins. When he first arrived, the twins were thin and small and malnourished, so Da Zhuang didn't pay much attention to them. Da Zhuang didn't find out until the twins were about one year old. Something is wrong, Si Zhuang is okay, compared with ordinary children, he is even much smarter, but his body is extremely poor, if he is not careful, he will catch a cold and have diarrhea or something. Up to now, Da Zhuang has spent a lot for Si Zhuang Thoughts, you have to pay attention to the slightest changes in the weather, and you have to pay attention to what you eat... San Zhuang has a big problem. Da Zhuang checked it carefully and found that San Zhuang is probably mentally retarded, which is different from a fool whose IQ is slightly lower than ordinary people. San Zhuang must have suffered from malnutrition when he was in the mother's body, or had been short of oxygen. In short, it had an irreparable impact on the development of the brain. He only has the intelligence of three or four years old. The only lucky thing is that San Zhuang's body is still strong...

"You two, it's really..." Da Zhuang sighed helplessly.

"Big Brother, Big Brother, what's wrong?" Si Zhuang asked cleverly.

"Brother, brother..." San Zhuang followed Si Zhuang and called vaguely.

"Hey, big brother is fine, let's continue counting!" Da Zhuang said gently with his head bowed.

"Brother, brother! Si Zhuang has already met, one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight..." Si Zhuang clapped his hands and counted to thirty at a stretch.

"Wow, Si Zhuang is so powerful, come on, give the big brother a kiss!" Da Zhuang said with a smile, secretly surprised in his heart, even if a child over one year old has been specially taught, like Si Zhuang, he only learned it once. , I can rarely count coherently. In my previous life, I was a little niece, and her parents taught her many times. However, if you suddenly asked that little girl to count, she would still forget the few numbers in the middle...

Si Zhuang happily touched Da Zhuang's cheek with his lips, and then laughed "giggle".

San Zhuang looked at it, and then moved his mouth closer, and randomly gnawed on Da Zhuang's face, gnawing half of the saliva off Da Zhuang's face.

"Well, San Zhuang is so good, come on, San Zhuang, tell the elder brother to listen to the count!" Da Zhuang said to San Zhuang with a smile.

"Count, count, one...three, four...seven, eight..."

"Wrong, wrong, brother, wrong, it should be one, two, three..." Si Zhuang said, waving his little hand.

"One, two, three..." San Zhuang foolishly repeated after Si Zhuang, missing a number or two from time to time.

Si Zhuang tirelessly taught San Zhuang over and over again...

Da Zhuang didn't intervene, watching the two brothers interact. From now on, the life of the twins still depends on the two of them helping each other...

Playing with the twins for a while, Da Zhuang knocked his head, let a few little guys learn this and that all day long, but he was doing nothing, really...

This year, Da Zhuang paid great attention to collecting firewood before. In addition to the firewood he usually collects, there are also cotton stalks from cotton harvesting, etc., so now he only goes to the mountain to cut firewood twice, picking up thick branches and cutting some. Come back, this is enough, so the whole winter is idle.

"Ahem..." Si Zhuang was playing well, but suddenly coughed a few times.

Da Zhuang hurriedly withdrew his thoughts, and nervously went over to check Si Zhuang's clothes, whether they were wet, or wearing too little, etc., he should not be careless at all, otherwise he would call Dr. Niu again... Ah, that's right , Doctor Niu, go learn some common sense of Chinese medicine now, even if you can’t treat people, at least you can identify common herbs on the mountain, like Si Zhuang’s minor ailments, and you know how to deal with them, etc. Isn’t it great!

"Yes, that's it. Tomorrow, I will take the time to ask Doctor Niu. I don't know if he still accepts apprentices..." Da Zhuang muttered in a low voice by himself.

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Alright, I can't do it like this again in the future, it should be enough to catch up with the word count these days so that my eyes are so golden that I feel dizzy! !