"Daddy, don't spank me!" Abao shouted as he ran.

Zhao Heng stood there, looking coldly at Jiang Ting. Without saying anything, Jiang Ting immediately walked towards the corner to stand. He consciously punished him for standing!

On the other hand, Po was running around all over the yard.

"Dad, next time I... next time I will definitely tell you before I go out!" A Bao covered his butt and ran around, but he was spinning too fast, and he lost his sense of direction, and he hit him all of a sudden.

On Zhao Heng's legs.

All of a sudden, there was another commotion in Zhao's yard.

The old patriarch’s house,

Wang Chunniang knew that the old patriarch had a high status in the village and his words had weight, so she told him about the person Jiang Ting had just met at the entrance of the village.

"Chief, I see that the man is well-dressed. Ating is already pitiful without his mother. I hope you can tell everyone that once anyone comes to the village to ask about news about Ating and Songhua, they will all say the same thing. Just say that they are gone.

.”

"Is this what Ating meant?" the old patriarch suddenly asked.

Wang Chunniang nodded. If Ating didn't mean this, he wouldn't have taken the initiative to tell people that Songhua and his son were dead.

"Okay, I understand, I will let the villagers pay attention." The old patriarch nodded.

Recently, he feels more and more that this village cannot live without him!

Wang Chunniang thanked Zhao Xuan and put down a piece of bacon. Just as she was about to leave, she was stopped by the old patriarch again: "Chunniang, there is something I want to ask. You have studied a lot. This winter, will you really know how to do it?"

Is it as cold as the news coming from the county government?"

The old patriarch has been thinking about this issue recently. It is actually because they have never encountered a cold winter here for many years, and the climate here has always been relatively warm.

Wang Chunniang nodded seriously: "There are people in the capital who specialize in monitoring the weather. Since this news has been passed on, it is naturally reliable."

Hearing that the news came from the capital, the old patriarch nodded hurriedly.

Wang Chunniang didn't explain too much. After all, the so-called capital was just a pretense. In fact, they also guessed it based on A Bao's condition.

However, Abao cannot be exposed under any circumstances.

…………

When Wang Chunniang brought Zhao Xuan home, she saw A Bao and Jiang Ting walking with a bowl of water on their heads. Jiang Ting's side was clean, but A Bao's side had two broken pieces.

A bowl.

Zhao Heng was lying on the recliner, holding a small money bag in his hand. The money bag was very fancy, colorful, and had a little tiger embroidered on it. It was obviously Abao's money bag.

"Dad, how much does a bowl cost?" Abao looked at her own money bag held by Zhao Heng and asked in a low voice, fearing that the bowl would fall off her head if she shuddered.

Zhao Heng lazily raised his eyelids and said coldly: "These bowls were bought from abroad, two taels each."

Abao's little face suddenly fell.

I broke two of them myself, and two of them were worth four taels of silver.

My brother had counted it for himself before and found that there were only six taels of silver in her purse.

Now I have to pay dad four taels, so there is still a little more than two taels left.

Thinking of this, Abao's little head suddenly lowered and he also dropped the bowl on his head.

With this fall, the Zhao family's courtyard instantly became quiet.

"Zhao Abao, what are you doing?" Zhao Heng squinted his eyes and sat up straight on the recliner.

"I...I'll make it up." A Bao's eyes widened, and Xiao Nai said in a dazed voice: "Exactly six taels, give them all to daddy!"

Zhao Hengsheng laughed angrily, and the next second, he took off his shoes...

A minute later, Abao grinned while holding his butt in pain.

Well, I was hit by daddy’s shoe again.

"I think you're not cold now, right? Go and do the horse-stepping." Zhao Heng raised his foot and was about to kick Ah Bao. Ah Bao grunted and ran towards the corner unwillingly.

Go horse-riding with Jiang Ting.

Zhao Heng is now training the basic skills of the two of them intentionally or unintentionally, and is obviously ready to teach them martial arts.

………………

The sunshine during the day has been very good recently. Under the influence of Zhao Heng, people in the village are still going up and down the mountain to prepare things for the winter. For A Bao, the symptoms of chills mainly occur at night.

These days, Zhao Heng has hardly been idle. He goes up the mountain during the day and digs a vegetable cellar at night. After digging the vegetable cellar, he simply makes a ground dragon, which gradually warms up the temperature in the Zhao family's house.

But even so, he and Wang Chunniang still took turns guarding Ah Bao at night. Later, Wang Chunniang moved Ah Bao's quilt directly into their room.

However, A Bao, a fat kid, was very dishonest when sleeping, and Zhao Heng was often kicked awake by her at night.

Time passed day by day, and finally the day of Beginning of Winter arrived.

According to the custom in Langzhou, dumplings are eaten on the day of Beginning of Winter. After lunch, Wang Chunniang started chopping the fillings. A Bao is a bit picky about food. She likes to eat dumplings with pure meat fillings, so...

Wang Chunniang is going to make vegetarian dumpling fillings this time.

Abao had just finished taking a nap. She yawned and wandered out of the house. She was not awake yet, but she had already followed the smell and walked towards the kitchen.

When he reached the door of the kitchen, A Bao strenuously crossed the threshold with his short legs, and then looked towards the stove.

Seeing this, her smiling face suddenly fell.

"Mom, why are they all vegetables? No meat?" Abao shook his little hat and asked Wang Chunniang in surprise.

"My family doesn't have much money anymore, so we can't afford meat." Zhao Heng, who was kneading dough, said expressionlessly.

When Abao heard her father's words, she ran towards the other side of the kitchen, raised her little head and looked hard at the row of bacon hanging on the beam of the kitchen: "Dad,

Isn’t this Rourou?” Is she blind?

"Those are bacon, so we can't make dumplings. We can't afford fresh pork." Zhao Heng had already started rolling out the dumpling wrappers.

"But...but..." Abao ran back to Zhao Heng, squatted down beside Zhao Heng's legs, and said with a puzzled face: "But daddy didn't accept me last time."

Money bag? That’s money too!”

"I've bought you a quilt. There's not much left." Zhao Heng said nonsensically in a serious tone: "Dad, your back hurts. Bring me a chair."

In this way, Abao, who was still discussing money issues, was unknowingly ordered by Zhao Heng to do work.

Abao pushed a large chair to Zhao Heng's side, and also put the soft cushions that his mother had sewn for him on Zhao Heng's side.

"Pour me a cup of tea for dad. I want Pu'er."

"Give daddy a pat on the back."

Zhao Heng turned around again under Abao's orders. Wang Chunniang glared at him, and Zhao Heng curled his lips.

Look, if the little chubby boy is so busy, won't she not feel the cold anymore? Make sure she stays warm all over! After all, labor makes people hot!
Chapter completed!