Hu Feier is a lady, and even with the status of the Hu family, it is not an exaggeration to call her the "Princess Princess".
With such a good family background, he was naturally ashamed to explain to Chen Daji such clichés as "all men and women should take advantage of each other".
Although the violent girl Chan Ruyu is "tough", she is limited to fighting.
It is far from being able to "talk about anything" with the opposite sex.
So Hu Feier blushed and said softly.
"Grandma may be waking up now. I'll go back to the room to take care of her first."
Toad Ruyu made a soft noise and gave Chen Daji a hygiene eye.
"Major General, are you ashamed? You actually eavesdropped on a girl's conversation!"
After saying that, he also went back to the inner room.
Chen Daji was left alone in a daze.
"We didn't eavesdrop... we just happened to be passing by Gada..."
Fortunately, Hua Jiunan spoke at this time, which relieved his embarrassment.
"Don't be dumbfounded, please go and ask Zhao Fei to get up for breakfast."
"After dinner, let's go up the mountain together, pick up some more firewood, and send it to Uncle Song and Grandma Zhang."
In mountainous rural areas in the late 1990s, children had to help the family with work.
Especially young men like Hua Jiunan and Chen Daji:
If you eat too much and do nothing all day long, not only will you be laughed at by the people in the village behind your back, but when you grow up, no one will even come to your door to talk to you.
This kid is so lazy that he could get maggots in his butt!
If any girl were to marry, she wouldn't even be able to wear underpants!
Although the benevolent businessman Chen Fu is here, there is no need for Hua Jiu Nan and others to work at home, but it is a good thing to be diligent, and no one will stop them from working.
One more thing to say here:
Uncle Song and Grandma Zhang in Hua Jiunan's words are poor households in the village.
He is old and frail, has no children, and does not even have relatives.
"When you are poor in the streets and have no one to care about, when you are rich in the mountains you have distant relatives." This is probably what it is like.
Although the national policies are good and they usually take a lot of care of needy households, and Renshang Chen Fu also pays them monthly, their lives are still far poorer than those of ordinary families.
So whenever he has free time, Hua Jiunan will take Chen Daji and Zhao Fei over to help with the work.
Collecting firewood and water, cooking, washing, and cleaning.
In short, do whatever you can and do it to the best of your ability.
"Oh, boss, I know!"
Chen Daji agreed, patting his butt and running towards the backyard.
"Damn it, Fatty Zhao, what time is it and you still don't get up!"
"The sun is shining on your big ass!"
"If you keep sleeping like this, you will be ready for the market by the end of the year, and your big and small flowers will grow faster than ours!"
Big Hua and Little Hua are two pigs raised by my deaf mother-in-law.
Keep it until the Chinese New Year and kill those who eat meat.
At that time, almost every household in the northern rural areas raised food this way.
Usually when feeding pigs, they don’t give any feed, only leftovers from home.
The difference is that families with better conditions raise pigs and keep the meat for themselves.
Those in poorer conditions are raised until the end of the year and sold to butchers.
No matter how much it can be sold, it is still more or less a lump sum of income in those days when the "ten thousand yuan household" was still very powerful.
...
After having breakfast and bringing their lunch, Hua Jiunan, four people and one Changchong, faced the first ray of sunshine in the morning and walked toward the back mountain in a mighty way with Chen Daji singing like a broken gong.
"The sun is shining in the sky, the flowers are smiling at me, and the bird is saying, morning, morning, morning, you are sick and you got up so early..."
As usual, three people are responsible for chopping firewood, and Chang Baye and Zhang Chao are responsible for transporting it. The division of labor is clear.
Originally, Chen Daji wanted to bring all the relatives of Zhang Chao's family with him.
After all, they are all physically strong and are good materials for work.
But she was stopped by her deaf mother-in-law:
Firstly, because it is too shocking, I am afraid of scaring passers-by;
After all, zombies have no intelligence and cannot temporarily disappear like Master Chang Ba.
Secondly, although Zhang Chao was superb at exorcising corpses due to special reasons.
But as the old saying goes: Yin and Yang are two vast distances apart.
If you use evil things at will because of trivial matters, you are afraid of the possibility of being backlashed.
Although Hua Jiunan and the others were born into either rich or noble families, they were not hypocritical people.
Not only is he not lazy when he works, he actually works very hard.
Especially the silly boy Chen Daji, who was sweating profusely after a while.
In the ice and snow, bursts of white steam came out of the head.
Those who knew said he was tired from working, but those who didn't knew thought he was going to become an immortal.
Because he felt too hot, Chen Daji had already taken off his down jacket and hung it on a dead tree nearby.
"Master Ba, how many loads of firewood have you and Chao'er transported?"
"Uncle Song, is Grandma Zhang's house full of things?"
At this time, Master Chang Ba was lying on the ground as a means of transportation in order to earn merit and endure the famine.
Zhang Chao put the bundled firewood in piles on his back.
"That's almost it."
“When the last ‘car’ is pulled out, there may not be room to put it.”
After Chang Baye finished speaking, he turned to Hua Jiunan and said.
"Young gentlemen, please stop doing this and take a rest."
"When I send the firewood down, I'll come back to pick you up."
Hua Jiunan looked at the evening sky and put the down jacket that Chen Daji had taken off on him again.
"Okay, thank you for your work."
At this moment, Chang Baye suddenly felt something. He trembled violently and scattered the firewood on his body. He rolled up his big tail and put the four boys on his back.
"Little, little sir, something dirty is coming this way, let's...should we run now, or should we run later?!"
As soon as Chang Baye finished speaking, a dark wind blew in the forest.
There was also the faint sound of murmuring singing in the wind.
"Eh hey hey, that bad guy has no time to return; hee hee hee, one of my slaves is weaving mourning clothes..."
As the voice sounded, a blood-stained red embroidered shoe came forward on its own.
Amidst the crunching sound of snow, he stopped in front of Hua Jiunan and the others in the blink of an eye.