Mrs. Bao glared at him angrily: "Nonsense!"

Mrs. Bao paid no attention to him, and no one in the entire Shangyao Village knew that Guoer was her family's little lucky star.

"I said you girls have long hair and short knowledge, but you don't even think about it, who is Guo'er? She is our biological daughter!

My daughter has become successful and can earn a lot of money for the family. She can buy land, cows and cars, but she has become a member of the father-in-law. If she falls into the hands of your own mother, it will only be three melons and two dates, and you will be treated as such.

The one who got it thought he had the lion's share."

Mrs. Bao opened her eyes again: "What do you mean? Even if I get three melons and two jujubes, it's still better than what you get without a penny!"

Yao Sanzhu glared at his wife with a bit of hatred: "Look at your potential! Don't you think about how much it has to do with us that my daughter earns such a big fortune? Don't forget, Guo'er is our biological daughter.

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Mrs. Bao looked at her husband's unpredictable expression intently, thoughtfully.

"Let's just say that for the thirty acres of land we just bought, our father's name is written on the deed. It doesn't matter now. In the future, when my father gets old, it won't matter whether this land will be in the hands of our third wife.

That’s for sure.”

Mrs. Bao felt excited and seemed to understand what he meant...

For several nights in a row, the couple from the third bedroom sent their son and daughter back to the inner room to sleep early, and the lights in the outer room were quickly turned off.

But Guo'er always vaguely heard the mumbling voices of her parents outside, and sometimes one or two words came out quite clearly, and Guo'er gradually sensed that something was wrong.

Emotionally, do her cheap parents feel they have suffered a loss and are thinking of separating the family?

This is not a good sign, Guo'er thought to herself.

It should be said that ancient society advocated the presence of parents and no separation of families. Therefore, it is most common for children and grandchildren to live together as a family. Only after the two elders have passed away, the younger generations will ask the famous elders in the village to host

Separate families.

Of course, there are cases where old people break up their families after their death, but most of them are caused by disharmony between family members, and they will be ridiculed by the villagers.

Take Shangyao Village as an example. There are only two or three families in the whole village who split up to live alone while their parents were still alive. Those two or three families who split up have poor reputations in the village. The rest of the families

Aren't the whole family living under one roof?

Guoer has no control over other people's families, but in their family, if the couple really wanted to separate, Guoer would definitely not agree!

The reason is naturally very simple. According to the custom in the village, if the children separate and live alone, the old couple will definitely live with the uncle's family. When the time comes, what will happen if there is no old father Yao watching over the third bedroom? Mrs. Bao is still confident that she can fool her.

Come on, but what about Yao Sanzhu? His virtue can't be so great?

What if he uses his status as a father to ask her for money, or even interferes in the workshop?

No, the scumbag must be suppressed by the old man's calming needle. Therefore, it is best to talk to the old man about the family separation that the couple is plotting, so that the old man can be mentally prepared.

The cold weather has been holding back for several days. At midnight this night, the first snow of winter finally started to fall. By the time people got up in the morning, the snowflakes had rolled down like catkins, and everything outside the house was completely white.

After finishing lunch, Father Yao walked to the yard, looked up at the snowflakes in the sky, which showed no sign of decreasing, and said to himself: "Let's snow, let's snow, next year will be a good harvest year."

After saying that, he slowly walked towards the back of the house with his hands behind his back.

Guo'er had been paying attention to Father Yao's movements for a long time. When she saw him going to the backyard alone, she hurriedly came out of the house and followed him.

Most of the cabbages and radishes that were originally grown in the vegetable garden in the backyard have been put away into the cellar in the past two days, leaving only this small piece in front of me. I will pick it up when I want to eat.

But looking at the weather, I have to finish harvesting this small piece quickly. If it doesn't get colder, the cabbage won't be able to withstand the freezing. I'll call some of my sons over later, collect the rest, and store it in the cellar.

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After harvesting these radish and cabbage, the family will start pickling pickled cabbage and pickled radish.

Although the family's current situation is much better than before, and we don't always have radish and pickles on the table, the eating habits we have developed over the years cannot be changed.

These two kinds of pickles are the most common on farmers’ dinner tables in winter. During the whole winter until the fresh vegetables come out next spring, almost every household can only eat these two kinds of pickles, so this important matter must not be careless.

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Dad Yao was stunned when Guoer slipped over and stood side by side with him.

"Guo'er? Why did you come out? Go back to the house quickly, don't freeze, it's such a cold day." Father Yao said lovingly when he saw his little granddaughter suddenly appearing next to him.

"It's okay, I'm wearing thick clothes. Master, what are you looking at?"

Father Yao now thought that the fruit was pleasing to his eyes. Seeing his granddaughter asking him with her little face raised, he smiled and said: "The cabbage and radish at home are growing well this year. I will call your eldest uncle and two uncles to come over soon and put in the rest."

Take back all these points, and in a few days, it will be time to pickle the vegetables."

"We want to pickle cabbage and radish again? Master, let's pickle less this year. We just finished the pickling last year."

Guoer remembered that when she first came here in the summer, those two kinds of pickles were always on the dining table and she ate them until before the autumn harvest.

"Silly boy, our farmer's family cannot live without these pickled vegetables on their dining table all year round. With so many people in our family, we won't be able to eat enough if we don't pick them up enough."

The grandfather and grandson chatted for a while, and then Guoer said, "Are you planning to separate the family?"

"What, family separation? Who told you that?" Yao Lao was quite surprised.

Guo'er continued as if nothing had happened: "I seemed to hear my parents talking about the separation of the family last night. I thought it was your idea."

Father Yao didn't say a word for a long time after hearing this, and Guo'er also stood quietly and admired the snow seriously.

"Guo'er, did you really hear your parents say this? Then what do you think?"

After a while, Father Yao said.

Guoer: "Of course I don't want to separate our families. We live well as a family, so why should we separate our families?"

Guoer immediately stated his position.

Dad Yao: "Good boy, you really don't want to break up?"

Guo'er raised her head and said seriously: "Of course, even if the family is really separated, I will live with my grandma. Master, if the family is really separated, you can live with me and my grandma, and my granddaughter will take care of you in your old age."

When Dad Yao heard what his granddaughter said, he sighed in his heart: "You are a good boy! Your parents, alas, these good times have only lasted a few days, and their hearts have gone wrong."

No wonder when the whole family eats together in the past few days, the third child and his wife always make some noises and groans. The third child keeps chattering while eating. Either he complains that there is not enough oil in the vegetables, or he complains that the white flour buns are not enough.

eat.
Chapter completed!