The man, that thing

The originally shrewd husband was stupid, and mingxia, who was originally a little bit, was slightly more shrewd than her husband. No way, Aunt Zhang finished serving the confinement at Mingxia's house, so she took her one-month-old granddaughter back to her home. When he first came back, the old man complained, but Aunt Zhang said that Mingxia would not even feed a milk, and it was not always starving to death. In this way, Aunt Zhang, who was not very tough in body, raised her granddaughter while the family in the field was busy, getting up at five o'clock in the morning, feeding children, feeding chickens, pigs and other livestock. Then go to geography to work for a while, and come back halfway back to take care of the dolls for a while. The original sloppy home was getting more and more empty, and people who had visited his house said that the grandmother's house was chaotic and smelly. God knows how Aunt Zhang came through the day.

In fact, before the granddaughter was born, the eldest of the Mingxia family, Wen Jun, also lived in Aunt Zhang's house. After Wen Jun's grandmother died, no one took care of him, and when his grandfather came forward to intercede, Wen Jun came to his grandmother's house. At this time, WenJun was three years old. That is to say, Aunt Zhang is responsible for the life of two children, one waiting to be fed, a kindergarten class, and picking up and drinking Lasa every day.

Mingxia did not know how to cook in her in-laws' house, could not burn kang, and did not know how to work in the field, and her husband did not sleep on the kang, curled up in a firewood room all year round. Seventy-year-old father has never cooked a meal in his life, and now his wife is gone, and the daughter-in-law has no hope, he can only go to the pot by himself, and the soup and loose rice are cooked on the line, at first he will call Mingxia to eat, he will give the silly son a bowl to send to the firewood room, but when he sends the next meal, the previous meal is still not moving where it is, the son's eyes are closed, and he does not look at his father. The old man could only take a long sigh, put down this meal, and pour out the previous meal for the dog to eat. Three times like this, the old man did not deliver food to his son. Mingxia rice is eaten, and the bowl is often leftovers of soup or rice, and I don't know how to wash the dishes and pots. The old man is old, the family of more than a dozen acres of land are his, the family's cattle and pigs are also his, slowly, looking at the two people in the world who can't pull the cart, he doesn't care, in fact, he can't manage it.

Mingxia is stupid, but knows hunger. His own family could not eat, so he ran to his mother's house and came to his mother's house, and Aunt Zhang saw that she was coming and asked her son-in-law why she had not come. Mingxia said not to move. Aunt Zhang urged Mingxia back and said that you would not go to Xinwang and starve to death, and no one would care about you. Mingxia said in his mouth, he can't even control himself, he still cares about me. Despite her reluctance, Mingxia still obeyed her mother's words and went back in half a day, and when she left, Aunt Zhang did not forget to put a few steamed buns for her son-in-law. Although Mingxia was stupid, she also gradually understood that if she went back to her mother's house, her mother would definitely not let her stay for a few more days, and after figuring out this truth, every time she went back, she always had to take Xinwang with her. Aunt Zhang's family is also not rich, and now she is responsible for the rations of four people, which makes a sixty-something old man a little stretched. He asked his daughter and son-in-law to help with the work. She told her daughter that if you work well, we will have steamed buns to eat and eat. The daughter said, Mom, as long as there is food, I will do the work. Mingxia herself will not find work to do, but the work arranged by her mother, she is willing to do, although it is very slow. But it's better than not doing it. Son-in-law Xinwang didn't like to work, and couldn't get up from sleep, So Aunt Zhang lifted his head up and pulled it to the ground, saying let's plant baogu and go, and break it for you in the second half of the year to make steamed buns to eat, otherwise you won't eat. Several times and three times, Xinwang will also get up, Zhang Shen did not forget to pour some water, and stuffed a lump of bun grain noodle steamed bun in his hand. Wait until you're done eating and drinking. Xinwang pulled on the shelf car, sat on Aunt Zhang, followed by Mingxia, and the family set off to the field. Before that, Aunt Zhang had already sent her grandson Wenjun to kindergarten. He also fed his little granddaughter Wenxin, who slept on the kang, and rolled the quilt into a roll and blocked it on the edge of the kang to prevent the child from falling out of bed.