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    Before Fugui came up with some tricks to quietly help his neighbors, the wild wheat growing in the refinery was ripe.

    He was both happy and annoyed. Of course he was happy to be able to eat new wheat during the New Year's Eve, but before New Year's Eve, he had to sweat and cry, work overtime to harvest wheat, it was simply not a human life!

    Strolling into the village, he summoned his family's Second General Heng Ha, and soon found Er Sha next to the old house of Sun's family that was burnt to black.

    Ersha's eyes lit up when he saw Cao Fugui, and as he ran over, the ground trembled.

    These days there are delicious food and drinks, and he doesn't care about anything. As long as there is something to eat, he will be silly and happy all day long, and he will soon gain weight.  Coupled with a tall man, a beard around his chin, and a mess of hair on his head, he is a mighty "bold and unrestrained", and there are a few bloodstains on his cheeks, adding to his ferocious aura.  If it weren't for the smirk on his face that couldn't be concealed, he would have been a bandit leader before liberation.

    "What's wrong with this face?" Cao Fugui poked Ersha's face and asked.

    The second fool did not hide, flicked his beard, and said with a smirk: "It hurts."

    ? Ask a few more questions, I don¡¯t know what he is talking about, I don¡¯t know what he said, but there is one thing that is clear, the box of snacks is gone.

    "Stay root, snatch! Scratch me. Aww, thump! Ah¡ª¡ªoooh! Brother, big brother, hit, hit me, plop, ooooooo!"

    Ersha tried his best to describe to Brother Fugui the bizarre tragedy that happened in his family for a box of delicious snacks, but unfortunately he was not capable enough, so he could only vividly imitate Liu Gen and his elder brother's miserable screams to express his bewildered and inexplicable feelings.

    Cao Fugui saw that Ersha was learning interestingly, and he was beaming and yelling. He laughed uncontrollably, although he didn't know what would happen to those guys from the Sun family who were scrambling to eat lucky¡¾-2¡¿snacks, let's see how Ersha learns  With a miserable expression on his mouth and teeth, he also knew that the Sun family would not be able to please them.

    He really wanted to go and see the bustle of Sun's family, but the wheat in the refining hut waited for no one, so there was no time to pay attention to idlers.

    Rhubarb was not at Zhou's house. Cao Fugui met a dog running away with its tail between its legs on the way into the village, and it was chasing a few half-grown children who were hungry and skinny.  The individual turned around step by step, and left angrily.

    "Tell you to flirt around, do you still dare to run around?" Cao Fugui stared at them as they walked away, kicked the dog's ass, "This body is fat, he is not as gentle as me, brother Fugui  , if people are hungry, they will eat anything, and your twenty or thirty catties of fragrant meat is enough for a roast meal."

    Rhubarb groaned, shrank behind Fugui vigilantly, followed every step, and would not leave half a step even if he was killed.

    In the medicine field, the waves of wheat are undulating, and the heavy tassels are swaying here and there, and they are also standing stubbornly facing the sky. The bulging and golden wheat grains make people feel happy and full of energy, but if you really want to pounce on the ground to harvest wheat, that is really a thing.  drudgery.

    Every year during the wheat harvest season, strong laborers wield their sickles and face the scorching sun, bending over to reap double robs in the field.  Pieces of redness and peeling, after harvesting in one summer, a layer of skin will be peeled off.

    Cao Fugui had never done this kind of drudgery before, but now he and Ersha are working in the refining hut with a dog.  If Ersha alone harvests, binds, gleans, and threshes all the wheat on the two-acre field, he won¡¯t be able to finish it until the first day of the new year. If you want to eat steamed buns, steamed buns, and noodles on New Year¡¯s Eve, then don¡¯t even think about it.  .

    Cao Fugui also thought about harvesting wheat with his mental power, but to pull the ears of wheat from the stalks, it took more than just a little mental power to catch small bugs. Confiscating a few handfuls of wheat would give him a headache, so he could only rely on  Harvesting by hand.

    Undecided about farming, I asked my second uncle, how to harvest quickly and well, and save effort?  The second uncle scratched his head, and asked Fugui uncertainly, should he be more diligent, swing his sickle fast, and hire a few more rice farmers?

    Fugui glanced at the second uncle coldly, the name that grandpa gave him was really good, "Qingxian", as expected, he wanted to celebrate grandma's virtue, so he didn't beat him more stupidly.

    Qiao Yingnian didn't know where he was working in that corner at the time. Hearing Brother Fugui's question, he suddenly said, "Liao, Liaozi! I, daddy, I know how to do it!"

    His voice is still not fully healed, his voice is hoarse like a duck quacking, it is rusty and squeaky, and he has difficulty enunciating words, and his face is flushed from speaking this sentence.

    "What are you talking about? Chestnuts?" Fugui couldn't understand, and looked at him suspiciously.

    Xiao Qiao opened and closed his mouth a few times, but he didn't make a sound, and couldn't understand for a moment. He frowned and sat down, bent over to pick up a few bamboo slivers, flapped his hands, and weaved quickly.  A strange thing with sparse holes that looks like a dustpan and a shovelAs soon as the vigilant deer kicked its legs, Cao Shenhunter, who had mastered the magical skill of "shouwu", was sent into the trap in the alcove, and died.  On the way back to the village, Rhubarb actually chased out two fat rabbits in the woods. Cao Fugui was delighted to accept them one by one, and praised them twice: "Good dog, after all, I didn't eat so many days' rations for nothing!"

    After chopping up half a rabbit and letting rhubarb eat it slowly, brother Fugui walked all the way back to Huanglin Village. When passing by Zhou¡¯s house, he quietly released the dog with a round belly, and stuffed the remaining half rabbit into its mouth to hold it, and ordered:  : "This half is for your family, it's called a dog rental fee, understand?! Don't eat it all, give it to Zhou Xiaolan, that fierce bitch, you know?"

    Regardless of whether the whining rhubarb understood or not, he stuffed it into the dog hole in the wall of Zhou's courtyard.  Afterwards, I vaguely heard a few cheers of surprise and depression, and heard that the voice was Zhou Xiaolan's fierce girl.

    This rabbit can be regarded as the reed chicken of the old Zhou family.

    snort!  Brother Fugui is a fastidious person, and he never steals chickens. The fat rabbit is replaced by an old hen girl who is as thin as firewood, and he also brings a fat dog. The old Zhou family has made a lot of money!

    Back at the gate of his yard, it was dusk, and seeing no one around, Cao Fugui carried two bags of wheat flour and the bloody unlucky muntjac on his shoulders, and whispered to the door, almost putting himself on the ground.

    As soon as the second aunt opened the door, she was startled by the things on Fugui's eldest nephew's back. She bit her cheek hard and forced a cry of surprise back into her stomach.

    She pulled over the baby nephew who was carrying suede and grain, she looked around vigilantly, and immediately locked the courtyard door, turned her head and greeted anxiously: "Father, take the rich and expensive things, and send the bags to the kitchen.  , kill that thing quickly, don't pour out the blood; Baofeng, come here, listen carefully to the movement outside the wall door, and greet anyone who comes, understand? Yingzi get some dried wormwood, wait a minute  You light a cigarette in the yard and fan it well to cover up the smell of blood"

    Cao Fugui was stunned in the yard, and saw that under the command of his second aunt, all the family members took over the burden on him in a hurry and mysteriously, and immediately completed all kinds of secret tasks such as storing grain, covering, and guarding, which was even better than those in the mountains back then.  Guerrillas, underground parties!

    Cao Fugui shook his head in admiration, clicked his tongue in praise, and sincerely stretched out a thumb, put it in front of the second aunt, and said: "Tall, it's really tall!"

    The second aunt giggled, and said modestly in a low voice: "Fugui Nong is the best! He has great skills, and he can make good things. Allah only knows how to hide."

    The mother-in-law expressly implied that she should be cautious, food is hard-won, and the risk is high, how can she not know the severity?  Not to mention anything else, being rich and able to feed a family is the biggest hero in the house.  No matter what the source of his food is, if he wants to kill or cut her up, go ahead!

    Fugui walked to the kitchen, looked at the grinning grandma, who held a pot and shovel in her hands, and gave her a light hug, and said in a low voice, "Grandma, as expected, Zhuge Liang is the most wise!"

    "Speech! Put honey on your mouth, go and have a rest, don't get tired." Grandma smiled and drove him out of the kitchen.

    "Understood! Grandma, leave me a leg of that muntjac, and I'll make the finale of the special dish." Fugui gave a warning, and walked out with a smile.

    Gnocchi soup, boiled chicken, salty fish soup, stewed wild pork with squash and melon One after another, good dishes are served on the table. Although there is no big fish or meat, it is a rare and abundant meal in recent years.

    Everyone in the family was full of joy, but they didn't dare to raise their voices. They were busy preparing the New Year's Eve dinner, quietly savoring the taste of the reunion.

    Qiao Yingnian was sitting on a high chair, and there was a small mortar in front of him, which contained a ball of cooked glutinous rice. He raised the wooden beater and beat it down hard, until the glutinous rice gradually became a sticky ball.

    Brother Fugui said, how can there be no rice cakes during the Chinese New Year?

    The big and small jobs were all rushed by the family. The leisurely brother Fugui wandered around and walked up to the hardworking Xiao Qiao. Taking advantage of the gap between the falling wooden sticks, he picked up a small piece of glutinous rice balls and stuffed them into his mouth to taste.  After a while, he frowned, seemingly dissatisfied.

    Qiao Yingnian's heart ached.

    Seeing that Brother Fugui thought for a while, he took out a handful of peanut powder from his pocket, sprinkled it on the glutinous rice balls, and scattered a dozen grains of sweet reed sugar.

    On the steaming, white glutinous rice balls, there is a layer of yellow and fragrant peanut powder, and the green sugar granules are sprinkled on it, which is very cute.

    Qiao Yingnian was dumbfounded.

    Cao Fugui nodded in satisfaction, stuffed the small dumpling into Xiao Qiao's wide-open mouth, and asked with a smile, "Is it delicious?"

    Xiao Qiao blinked and nodded desperately.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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