Huang Shuhai frowned slightly, feeling that Zhang Dayong was safe, why is something abnormal today? Although he didn't believe that he would have a crooked mind, he still followed his instinct and moved to his wife's side, blocking Zhang Dayong's sight intentionally or unintentionally.
"Dong Dongjia, what, it will be frozen in more than a month, and the ground is not easy to dig. Shall we dig the fish pond first?"
After finishing speaking aggrieved and stammering, Zhang Dayong looked at Chu Rong expectantly, as if he was going to cry if he didn't agree.
Chu Rong was stunned, and the word fish pond kept floating in her head. She had forgotten such an important thing. Poking the egg in the kennel, the fish pond didn't even take a look.
Huang Shuhai came to a sudden, he said that these days on the mountain, he always felt that Zhang Dayong looked at him wrongly, and it turned out that it was because of the fish pond.
"I'll find someone to dig tomorrow, just after the autumn harvest. There are many people in the village who are free and plan to go out to work. Hire a few more people and try to finish the work in half a month."
Chu Rong patted Huang Shuhai on the shoulder, came out from behind him with a serious face and said.
Huang Shuhai looked back, and noticed that his daughter-in-law's ears were red, and her neck and face were also stained pink, and a smile could not help but appear in his eyes.
"Hey, hey, I'm going to ask Brother Jiang Zi to find someone. He's from the village, so he must be familiar." Zhang Dayong grinned in response, turned his head and ran out.
As soon as Chu Rong breathed a sigh of relief, she met Huang Shuhai's black eyes. Even though those eyes were as calm as a dry well, she could see a hint of teasing from them, and couldn't help kicking the man's calf in embarrassment. Suddenly, he turned his head and walked out angrily.
After reaching the top of the hill and sitting in the donkey cart, Chu Rong belatedly remembered why the behavior just now was so like a little girl acting like a baby with her boyfriend?
Chu Rong was shocked, and looked at the man who walked over like a ghost. Since when did she get used to the presence of men? Make soup for his hands, buy clothes and shoes for him?
Sleeping together in the same bed at night, sometimes the love is strong, and we will naturally go to the clouds and rain together.
Thinking of this, Chu Rong's lifted heart suddenly fell, it was warm and sweet. The donkey's hooves rattled on the green bricks, Chu Rong looked up at the generous back of the driver, and her floating heart instantly settled down.
Back home, Huang Shuhai went to tie the donkey, and Chu Rong, who heard laughter from the study in the East Wing, opened the door and walked in with a smile on his lips. All four children were sitting on the square table, and Huang Juner looked like a little old man. , guiding the other three calligraphy practicers with a solemn face.
Ever since Huang Jun'er was given the task of teaching her younger sister to read and write, Jun'er, who felt that she had a heavy burden on her shoulders, was really in charge. After school, she and Xiaoyong went to Liu Guilan's house to look for Jin'er and Xiao Cui. After bringing them back, she said nothing The teacher began to teach without saying anything, and within half a month, two girls, young and old, were able to recognize the three-character scriptures and write a few big characters, but it was a bit ugly.
"Mom."
"Boss."
Seeing Chu Rong come in, the four children got up to say hello, Xiao Cui and his brother even stood aside, not as reserved as when they first came, but they still couldn't let go.
Chu Rong didn't care, she smiled and asked them to sit down, and by the way, looked at the handwriting written by her daughter.
Huang Jin'er's face turned red. The six-year-old girl had already become white and tender because she ate well and dressed well. She also grew a lot of flesh on her face. She looked round and soft, like a little bun. , now with two blushes, it is even more cute.
Chu Rong squinted her eyes, feeling quite proud in her heart. She felt a great sense of accomplishment in turning two little firewood sticks into tender buns.
In a good mood, I picked up the brush and wrote a few big characters, neither good nor bad, one stroke at a time, square and square, it's okay to fool the children and farmers.
As a medical student, Chu Rong deliberately learned traditional Chinese characters. You must know that professors at medical universities write blackboard writing as if prescribing medicine. Grandma asks classmates for notes.
These are all the advice given by her seniors when she decided to apply for medical university.
"Mom, what is a penguin?"
Huang Jun'er stared at the big characters on the paper with some confusion in his black grape-like eyes. He knew and could write individual characters, but why he couldn't understand them together?
"Penguin, it's black and white, with two small wings, swaying ahem, what penguin?" The smile on the corner of Chu Rong's mouth froze on her face, realizing what she said, she coughed to cover it up, and looked at him in shock. Huang Juner.
Turning her eyes to the white paper in front of her, the four big characters of Penguin Farm were written on the paper, the corners of Chu Rong's mouth twitched, and she hurriedly rolled up the paper.Tuck it into your sleeves.
"Hehe, I don't know what it is, maybe it's a kind of goose." Sweat broke out on his forehead, annoyed that he was getting carried away, and wrote the words "Penguin Farm".
Peeking at the four children and seeing that they all had the same expressions on their faces, Chu Rong exhaled and warned herself to be more cautious. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com