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Chapter 32 Pastoral Life

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    ? 2019-04-22 Monday, thunderstorm, 13c~20c

    Xiao Si received the highest courtesy at Zhang Yi's house.  When he woke up the next day, only Zhang Yi was busy cleaning the room in the main room.

    The boy was wearing a sweatshirt, stretched his waist, and asked him, "Uncle, where are your grandparents?"

    "Hush! Sier, you have to call me dad. They all went to work in the fields. I'm afraid you won't be able to bear the mess at home, so I'll clean it up first." Zhang Yi tidied up quickly.

    Little Four felt hungry and said, "What shall we have for breakfast later? I'll take it to them."

    "Guokui! It must be the first time you have come to our Bozhou, this stuff is delicious." Old Zhangtou showed a proud smile.

    The young man asked bitterly, "Is it something like a helmet?"

    Zhang Yi saw that the room was much brighter and tidier. After washing his hands, he took out a huge pot helmet from the cupboard, which was a pancake the size of a pot lid.

    "Si'er, don't underestimate this pot helmet, it has a long history." Zhang Yi put on the posture of a middle school teacher, and said, "As early as the Three Kingdoms period, Cao Cao's army had to march in a hurry, and the soldiers had no time to bury the pot for cooking.  , and used the helmet on his head to make big cakes."

    Xiao Si laughed: "Hahaha, there is still this kind of operation! But there was indeed an iron helmet during the Three Kingdoms period, so there is such a possibility."

    There was still a lot of duck soup left from yesterday. The father and son reheated half of the soup, broke off half of the pot helmet, and started to eat it deliciously.

    The young man asked: "Have grandparents eaten it?"

    Zhang Yi said: "The farmer's family doesn't pay much attention to food. They should have dealt with something casually. You can eat yours with peace of mind."

    The two big men ate breakfast very quickly, and the old Zhang looked at Xiao Si, wishing that this doll was his own, good-looking, good-hearted, and in good health, such a three-good student is hard to find even with a lantern!

    Xiao Si said: "They are so old and still have to work in the fields, let's go help!"

    Zhang Yi nodded and led him towards the back of the village.

    Zhangzhuang is not what it used to be. Apart from a road nearby, many farmers have their own characteristic breeding or planting.

    "The two elders probably don't have much. If they were in the city, they would have been retired for many years" Xiao Si said.

    The father and son walked on the field ridge covered with dark green and light green weeds, the air was cool, and a smell of soil came to the face.

    Far and near, there are plastic greenhouses everywhere, which surprised them a lot.

    Through the transparent plastic film, the two of them saw Zhang Yi's parents picking something inside.  Zhang Yi shouted: "Father! Mother! We are here to help!"

    The two gray-haired old men seem to have rejuvenated, busy in the plastic greenhouse.  They didn't hear the sound until their son came close.

    "Xiao Si, good boy, have you eaten yet?" Grandma Zhang liked him from the bottom of her heart when she saw Sunshine Boy.

    Xiao Si looked at the neatly arranged cucumbers in the greenhouse and couldn't help but admire: "Grandpa and grandma, you are so amazing, you actually planted so many cucumbers!"

    Grandma Zhang picked off a gherkin with thorns on the top and smiled from ear to ear: "Wait a minute, at noon we will have cucumber cold salad and fried duck eggs with cucumber."

    Xiao Si said: "Eating is the second priority. Why don't you go to the market to sell so much? It can also earn some money for the family to spend."

    Zhang Yi nodded and said: "Guantang Town is 10 miles away from our village. It's not too far if you walk. Why don't I go buy cucumbers. You two have a good rest today."

    The two "young and strong factions" rushed to the town carrying two baskets of green cucumbers.  Grandma Zhang felt sorry for her "grandson", and specially gave him a folding ponytail.

    Old Zhangtou followed behind the long-legged young man panting, and shouted: "Si'er, you boy also walk slowly. I am old with old arms and legs, how can I keep up with you."

    Yang Xiaosi picked up two baskets of gherkins, and gave the uncle a vicious look: "Nonsense! You walk with your hands shaking, and you still think I'm walking too fast? Why don't you pick them?"

    When I arrived in town, it was already 10 o'clock in the morning.  It was the time when housewives and cooks started to buy vegetables on the street.

    The rural atmosphere here is still very strong, and there is no essential difference between urban and rural people.

    Xiao Si found an open space, and the two arranged the cucumbers neatly.  Before long, a circle of customers surrounded him.

    "How do you sell cucumbers? They look very fresh!" An aunt in a headscarf picked up one without any hesitation, and licked the small yellow flowers on it.??

    Zhang Yi smiled honestly: "Two yuan a catty."

    The aunt screamed: "Old man, aren't you stealing money? The town sells it for one dollar a catty!"

    Xiao Si showed her white teeth, and said with a smile, "Sister, it costs 3 yuan and 2 catties, it can't be cheaper." The woman was stunned, and quickly picked up two cucumbers, and said, "Okay, let's weigh it. Don't give it a try."  Buckle up!"

    After haggling all morning, the two of them sold two baskets full of cucumbers in less than an hour!

    Zhang Yi counted a lot of ten-cent bills in his hand and said, "Si'er, why don't you accompany me to sell cucumbers every day, and you can earn a hundred dollars a day. It's really a dream to wake up laughing."

    "Go aside. My brother's home is in Nanjing." Xiaosi looked into the distance melancholy.  He suddenly began to miss Teacher Yang Lengshan.

    Zhang Yi was a little unconvinced: "Hmph, if I am rich and powerful, you will be willing to be my son."

    Xiao Si pointed at him with his index finger contemptuously: "My father is serving his sentence in prison, do you still want to compare with such a person?"

    Lao Zhang shrank his head, not daring to ask further questions.

    On the way back, Zhang Yi wandered around for a long time with two empty baskets before rushing home.

    Xiao Si got angry, and refused to wait for him, so he ran back with a stride.  A man ran to the pond near Zhang Yi's house in a daze.  Zhang Yi finally saw his shadow, so he felt relieved.

    "Okay, Si'er, I won't mention this again in the future. We understand that you are high-minded, and you don't like a layman like me." Zhang Yi flattered the young man in a low voice.

    There are willows beside the small pond, but the willows in the north are not as enchanting and colorful as the willows in the south, and they show a bit of hale and hearty posture.

    A few small fish swim slowly in the clear water under their feet.

    "Wow!" A sound startled the two of them.

    A golden light flashed in front of his eyes, and something bounced and landed at Xiaosi's feet.  When he fixed his eyes on it, he shouted happily: "It's a big fish, a super big carp!"

    Uncle Zhang was both surprised and delighted: "Baby, grab it quickly, don't let it get away!"

    When it was too late, Xiaosi jumped up, blocked the way of the big carp, and hugged the one-meter-long big carp by the middle!  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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