Yan Laoer found Qi Wu and said he wanted a raft and asked him to help save some wood.
After listening to his explanation, Qi Wu understood the purpose and asked him how big of a raft he wanted to make.
Yan Laoer recalled that their section of the river was the narrowest, so why not make it as big as possible?
But if it’s too big, I’m afraid it will be inconvenient and labor-intensive, so...
"It's almost the same as my original ox cart, just a little longer."
Qi Wu assured: "No problem, Brother Yan, the wood is all ready-made. If you are in a hurry, our brothers will stay up all night and we can get it tomorrow."
"No hurry, no rush." Yan Laoer said hurriedly.
"Tomorrow, you can help me pick out the wood first. When I come back from Huju City, we and I will build a raft together."
Qi Wu responded with a smile: "Okay."
The sun is turning westward, and people who have gone into the mountains are returning to the village one after another.
Yan Laoer stood in the yard of the Cui family and saw that the child in Fengnian was on the scale and registered in a orderly manner. Many old men and women sorted out the herbs, put them in a basket, and asked people to carry them away to wash and cut...
Mr. Cui was sitting next to him, busy with his hands and glancing at him from time to time. Most of the time, he didn't need to say anything more. In just a few days, everyone became familiar with the process and understood what they should do and how to do it.
Perform his duties.
When he returned home, Grandma Rong had collected all the fish and piled them all in a big basin. I didn't know what she wanted to do with them.
Only fish but no people.
Yan Laoer walked around the yard, looking at his pigs, sheep and chickens, as well as the vegetables that had grown in the yard. He felt so happy.
"Dad, what are you going to do?" Yan Yu called to Yan Laoer who was about to go out.
"Go for a walk in the fields." Yan Laoer said.
"Then I'll go too." Yan Yu put her little hand in her father's big hand.
The two of them strolled to the nearest piece of land first.
When I got to the end of the field, I looked and saw that Grandma Rong was there.
"Aunt Rong!" Yan Yu shouted.
Aunt Rong straightened up and smiled at them.
The father and daughter came closer.
"Is this thinning?" Yan Laoer rolled up his sleeves and was about to go to the ground to help, but was stopped by Grandma Rong.
She made gestures for a long time, and Yan Yu guessed and translated: "She said that these small seedlings should be moved elsewhere... and some bad ones were just pulled out..."
Yan Yu whispered: "Dad, Grandma Rong may think that you can't tell the difference between good and bad seedlings, and it's easy to get confused."
Yan Laoer was a little unconvinced: "What's so difficult about this?"
He knelt down and pointed to a larger one: "This is a good seedling."
Then he pointed to the one not far away that was several times smaller and said, "This seedling is not growing well and should be pulled out."
Just as he was about to reach out his hand, Grandma Rong took the first step and pulled out the good seedling in his mouth.
Yan Laoer:......
"Yes, it's easier to transplant stronger seedlings."
The next moment, the two of them saw Nanny Rong ruthlessly throwing the seedling aside. It was obviously not the pile of seedlings to be transplanted.
Yan Yu stared at her father.
Yan Laoer was so embarrassed.
"Well, let's go walk around in the fields over there in the woods." Yan Laoer stood up and left quickly without looking back.
Yan Yu trotted behind.
Her father was walking so fast, as if there was a dog chasing him from behind.
Huh? Isn’t she just following him now...
Woof?
The children who had just returned from the mountains were gathering around the rabbit to pay tribute.
Yan Laoer took a closer look, with a look of shock on his face.
He turned around and said to Yan Yu: "Is it this way for you to feed a rabbit now? Look at the rabbit you fed, it probably won't be able to run away even if it is let out."
Yan Yu rolled her eyes, "Dad, what's that look in your eyes? That rabbit is a female. She's pregnant with a baby rabbit, okay?"
"We are not stupid. Do we still know that we can't feed it too much?"
Even if they didn't know it before, they knew it after Grandma Rong taught her.
It turns out that raising rabbits is not just about providing them with grass, you also need to pay attention to balanced nutrition.
Don't look at the fact that they are now picking out tender grass that the rabbit likes and handing it to them to choose. This is just children teasing the rabbit.
The courage of this caged hare has also been developed.
Even though there were so many people around, I was so tickled by the tender grass that I jumped here and there...
Yan Yu thinks this is good, it is lively and lively, the children are happy, and Tutu also gets some exercise.
Today it is the turn of the triathlon brother to collect the rabbit cakes. However, the brothers of the Luo family are older, and they are happy to leave this opportunity to the four and fifth iron brothers. The fifth iron brother especially likes to draw rabbits home.
thing.
At this time, the five irons were clumsily picking up the round balls with small wooden sticks.
Sitie watched from the side and didn't help.
Yan Laoer couldn't stand it anymore, so he thought of helping him and went over to lift the cage.
The children exclaimed.
Yan Yu held his forehead.
Wutie was stunned while holding the small wooden stick, with his eyes wide open and his mouth open. He looked very much like the panicked rabbits in the cage.
Tears quickly gathered in his eyes.
"Wow--" Wutie cried.
He held up the small wooden stick and looked around, fixating on Yan Yu.
Yan Yu suddenly felt bad.
The little one ran towards her crying, like a loaded cannonball being fired...
Yan Yu steadily controlled him at an arm's length from her.
Because her arms are only so long.
Wutie was still struggling and wanted to pounce on her.
He cried: "Little brother... wuwu... Tutu is afraid..."
Yan Yu: Okay, I understand, can you please stop touching my clothes with the little wooden stick you use to poke balls...
"Dad! Put it down quickly!" Yan Yu shouted sadly and angrily.
"Oh...oh, okay."
Yan Laoer put down the cage, and the rabbits huddled in the corner farthest from him.
Yan Yu glared at him.
Why are you so weak? Look at the crybaby in front of her.
Wutie is now howling without even opening his eyes.
"Okay, okay, take a look at the five irons. My dad put them down for the rabbits. They are fine. If you don't believe me, take a look."
Wutie's cry became quieter. The little boy turned his head slightly and looked out of the corner of his eye. He saw that the rabbit had really let go. He turned around and looked at Yan Yu with tearful eyes: "Little brother, the rabbit is scared and wants to eat it."
The rice mixed by Madam Rong."
"Look, isn't Mrs. Rong here? I'll tell her later to arrange a meal for Tutu."
Wutie was satisfied, rubbed his eyes, squatted some distance away from the rabbit cage with his small wooden stick, and looked at it without blinking.
Yan Laoer was still frightened.
He asked her in a low voice: "Then what is the little one doing?"
"Wait until the rabbit calms down and continue poking the dung balls." Yan Yu warned her father: "Dad, please don't get involved, let him do it by himself. Didn't you see that the four-iron iron man is standing beside him and not moving, and the fifth-iron iron kid can protect him."
After eating, only he can move, and no one else can."
"Protecting food...is it appropriate to use it here?" Yan Laoer was picky about his daughter's words.
"That's what I mean. No one else can interfere with his work anyway, unless he asks for help. All of the Luo family are boys. He is the youngest, and he is very accommodating. Everyone else is okay. It's just this that makes him cry.
