After dressing as a widow

It is always useful to hug Buddha's feet temporarily.

Gu Lin nodded, looking at Uncle Lin, who looks rough and handsome, full of masculinity, but has a simple and honest face: "Okay."

He didn't move the huge broad knife, but used his bare hands to perform a few seemingly simple and practical moves, and explained to Uncle Lin when it was best to use it and when it was counterproductive.

Lin Zhen withdrew the corner of his eye from Gu Lin, and held Apa Lin's hand: "The matter has come to this point, it's useless for us to be anxious here, and we can talk about other things when he comes back."

"..." With so many villagers coming just now, Father Lin endured and endured to hold back his tears, but now he couldn't stop feeling uncomfortable.

But as Lin Zhen said, it's useless for them to get angry here, but it will make the family miserable.

Father Lin wiped his eyes and turned his head: "Okay, everyone has their own destiny, maybe he can wake up like your brother."

"Well, yes." Naturally, it is impossible for Lin Zhen to tell Father Lin that he didn't suddenly wake up, but gave him a new son.

Suddenly, Lin Zhen asked Father Lin: "So many people came here just now, why didn't I see Uncle Ma, the carpenter? His family has a simple population, so there should be no shortage of food in the family."

"There is no shortage of food, the couple can't eat too much, and Aunt Ma is a careful budgeter, so she also likes to save some food on weekdays."

"But Aunt Ma has been in poor health recently, and the medical clinic in the town is closed again. She can only find some common herbs on the mountain to eat. Carpenter Ma takes care of her at home." During the festive season, giving food, drink, and clothing as disciple gifts, plus walking around in front of the couple every day, Carpenter Ma became more and more interested in Lin Zhuzi, vaguely thinking of him as his nephew.

Eldest Brother Lin and Sister-in-law Lin also reciprocated. Last year, they called the couple to their home for a reunion, which made Carpenter Ma and Aunt Ma have a lively New Year.

Lin Zhen listened, and couldn't help but think of the Ma Min he met on the way, who was caught off guard that day, and didn't know if she could survive as a woman with a child.

Lin Zhen didn't plan to tell Carpenter Ma and Aunt Ma the news about Ma Min, it would be good for the old couple and Ma Min, he just went to see them.

The frenzied day passed quickly, and no matter whether they could sleep or not, the whole family went back to their respective houses to sleep.

The current house of the Lin family is still the one built five years ago. In the middle is the main room, where the ancestral tablet is placed, and it is used for worship during festivals and festivals. There is a room at the back, where Aunt Lin and Father Lin live.

There are a total of six wing rooms on the left and right sides, which are also divided into front and rear like the main room. They live in elder brother Lin, sister-in-law Lin, second brother Lin, second sister-in-law Lin, and several younger members of the family.

Like Lin Zhuzi and Lin Shitou are all grown up, they naturally have their own house, and the girls and brothers also have their own beds.

Although it is still not possible for one person to share one room, it is already an excellent condition in the village.

If it weren't for this drought, the family would almost have kissed Lin Zhuzi and Lin Shitou.

There are also Chunxiang, Xingxiang, Huaixiang, and they should visit a few more as soon as possible, and get married when they are older.

Second Brother Lin was going to town in two days. Zhao Xiu couldn't sleep with his eyes open. Seeing that her husband next to him was sound asleep, she simply got up to scoop up grain to make sorghum and buckwheat cakes.

There are not many people at home, and I don't know what the situation in the town is like, so I don't panic if I have enough food to fill my stomach.

Zhao Xiu went into the kitchen, scooped sorghum rice and buckwheat lightly, and was pouring sorghum rice into the basin, when she saw Lin Zhen flashing by outside the window, she was almost taken aback.

Lin Zhen who got up to go to the bathroom in the middle of the night was also startled by the shadow cast by the oil lamp in the kitchen, pushed open the kitchen door and walked in: "Second sister-in-law, what are you doing?"

"Make some sorghum buckwheat cake for the second child, and take it to the town to eat."

"Brother, why don't you wake up at night?"

"..."

It hurts my heart to ask this question.

When he was building the house, he specially asked Brother Lin and Brother Lin to keep his and Gu Lin's rooms together, separated by only a wall.

At that time, what I thought was that when Gu Lin grows up, he will definitely have his own small family, and it is okay to move back to Datianzi Village, and live here for seven or eight years at most.

who knows……

This feeling of knowing where a person is lying is really weird, Lin Zhen thought about Lin Xiaoyao again, so he simply went out to the yard to blow some air.

"I slept too much yesterday and couldn't sleep. Second sister-in-law, let me help you."

"Okay."

There is little water, so it needs to be scrubbed little by little, and the broken sorghum rice should be picked out by the way.

Lin Zhen lowered the oil lamp, and pulled the pickled meat aside.

Zhao Xiu went to grab a bunch of firewood, heated up the stove, and then added just enough water to control the sorghum and buckwheat, and waited for the water to boil, squatting down to pick with Lin Zhen.

Lin Zhen looked at the sorghum rice in his hand, and suddenly remembered that Gu Lin was going to the town. According to the attitude of the county magistrate that day, he reckoned that he would be assigned some tasks. It must be different from the militiamen like Brother Lin, and the possibility of rushing to the front Sex is great.

He went to fetch the grain sack and poured the same amount of sorghum rice into it.

Zhao Xiu scratched his head: "Brother Zhen, you also make sorghum and buckwheat cakes for Shuanzi?"

"..." After raising a child for so many years, Lin Zhen really can't ignore Gu Lin for a while, but if he can forget Gu Lin all at once, it's easy, and it's not easy. Will get up in the middle of the night to blow the air.

He lowered his head and picked out the bad sorghum rice: "Yes."

"Hey," Zhao Xiu smiled, with a smile on his handsome eyebrows, "like me and the second child, I felt like a drum was playing in my heart if he wanted to go out, afraid that he would be hungry and thirsty, and at night If you don’t look at it when you sleep, you don’t feel at ease.”

"Ahem!!!" Lin Zhen only had two words for the second sister-in-law who would have a grandson in two years because this son was about to get married.

What does it mean to be the same as him and the second brother? Can it be the same, and the East African Rift Valley is separated in the middle.

He quickly ended the topic: "Second sister-in-law, let's do it quickly, it will be dawn in a while."

"Oh, good." Although the village chief said that it would take two days for the head of the village who led the militia to arrive and he had to go to other villages first, it's better to finish it early, so as not to be too late to leave suddenly.

The washed and picked sorghum rice and buckwheat are put into the pot in batches, and while stirring to prevent sticking to the pot, twist them with your fingers until the core of the rice is broken, then pick it up, and then put it into the wooden barrel for steaming rice.

Now that there is little water, the family usually cooks porridge directly, but for the convenience of Lin Erge and Gu Lin, they can only use this slightly water-intensive method.

After a while, the sorghum rice and buckwheat were steamed, and then the two of them crushed the sorghum rice and buckwheat while it was still hot, and rolled them into cakes the size of a child's fist, and put them on the board that had been sprinkled on a layer in advance.

The color of sorghum and buckwheat is not good, it is gray and a little black, and it will harden when it is cold, and it can be eaten after a little roasting.

The sorghum rice and buckwheat that had just come out of the pot were very hot, and Lin Zhen and Zhao Xiu's hands were quickly burned red, and they didn't finish it until the cock crowed for the second time.

"I'll take care of the rest of the things, you go to bed, brother."

"Okay." The next step is to turn off the fire, wash the wooden barrel for steaming rice and let it dry. Lin Zhen, who was already sleepy, didn't show courtesy to Zhao Xiu, and went back to the house with a hammer.

After making this meal, he understood what he should do in the future, and he didn't have to become weird and timid because of that kid, on the contrary, it made him more and more energetic, and waited for the drought to come. After that, let him take the burden and go to Fucheng to participate in the rural examination, and then go out for a break by himself.

After three to five years, his little thoughts are probably gone.

Lin Zhen was exhausted on the road, and fell asleep while lying on the bed without any worries on his mind.

Lin Zhen fell into a drowsy sleep. The head of the village, which the village head guessed would take two days to arrive, actually rushed over. He hurriedly asked the village head to gather all the militiamen in the village, and immediately went to meet with militiamen from other villages. And, hurry to town.

There are a total of 27 militiamen in Liyu Village, and Second Brother Lin stands taller than him.

Mrs. Lin put the sorghum and buckwheat cakes she made before dawn in her bag and hung them on him, and the couple stood together and talked.

Lin Zhen also packed the other half of the sorghum buckwheat cake and handed it to Gu Lin: "I will do what my uncle should do, and you should do what you should do too. Take it."

Gu Lin has always known that his Uncle Lin is a very open-minded, bright-minded, and gentle person.

From expressing his intentions to asking himself, can it be the same as before, when nothing happened, Gu Lin knew that Lin Zhen really regarded himself as a family member, even if he coveted him, he would not Push yourself away all at once.

This is Lin Zhen's chance to fall to himself.

Gu Lin took the bag and put it on his shoulder: "Thank you, Uncle Lin, I'll be back after I finish my work in town."

"……be careful."

"Okay." Gu Lin stepped on the pedals and grabbed the saddle, and jumped up, which was particularly conspicuous among the militiamen.

The head of the village already knew about Gu Lin from the head of Liyu Village, and also knew that Gu Lin was going to work with the county magistrate. Seeing that Gu Lin was young but capable of both literature and martial arts, he couldn't help but sigh why his family didn't have such a promising grandson.

The head of the village left with the militia team. I heard from him that we need to go to the front to meet people from other villages, and then go to the town together.

These people are usually peasants carrying hoes, and they don't know how to arrange it when they go to the inspection side.

If something goes wrong...

The old and the young, whose family members had left, stood in the dam of the village until the backs of their group disappeared on the mountain ridge, and then returned home in a low mood.

Lin's second sister-in-law, who was always nervous, also fell silent in a rare way, and went into the room with her head sullen.

But Lin Zhen got busy. The idea of ​​digging tunnels that he gave to the villagers before was about to be implemented. The old village head's family members came to call him and asked him to see where and how to dig.