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Chapter 120 Busy morning

Early in the morning, Bian Rui woke up, sweated a little while, took a shower and changed clothes, fed the chicks and ducks in the yard, and then went to his parents' house.

After entering the yard, I found that the elderly had already gotten up and were busy with their own affairs. The chimneys on the roof were also spitting out smoke from cooking smoke.

"Where is Jingjing?"

Bian Rui entered the yard and did not find his daughter, so he asked his father.

"The child is still asleep in the house. Last night, I turned over in the bed like an elf monkey. I was still stuck in the bed for a while. Your mother said that the child would sleep for a while, otherwise she would sleep when she arrived at school," said Bian Rui's father.

After hearing this, Bian Rui raised his foot to his daughter's room. When he arrived at the door of the room, he saw Dahuang looking up at him. There was no need to mention the expression on the dog's face. Just looking at it with two colorful "thick eyebrows" you can tell how miserable it is.

Regarding Dahuang's situation, Bian Rui expressed his sympathy with his eyes, but it was limited to sympathy. It is impossible to rescue it. If Dahuang is rescued, who will play Dahuang's role? Dahui? Dahui has to look at the house, Dainiu? Dainiu likes the little girl, but no matter how capable the little girl is, she can't play with a cow. She just got to the point where Dainiu's belly was tall.

After pushing open the door of the room, Bian Rui saw the little girl sleeping soundly on the bed, and she didn't know where the quilt on her belly was going. No matter how you look at the sleeping amount, it doesn't matter how comfortable it is, but the little girl still looks very satisfied.

"Get up!"

Bian Rui sat on the bed and gently pushed his daughter. Who knew that the little girl was sleeping so hard that she didn't even react to her.

"I'm getting up, the sun is about to hit my butt. Are you going to be late for the first day of school today?" Bian Rui straightened the child over, hugged him horizontally in the cup, and shook the little girl gently.

The little girl opened her eyes and saw in a daze that she was in her father's arms. She suddenly reached out and hugged Bian Rui, closed her eyes and muttered, "Dad, Dad, I want to live with you. I don't want to live in that home named Zhao. That's not my home. I have my great-grandma, grandpa, grandma, and dad at home...huhuh."

After saying that, the little girl hugged Bian Rui's neck and fell asleep again.

Look at this little girl, she really played a lot last night.

But as soon as this came out, it immediately hit the softest part of Bian Rui's heart as the father. Since Bian Rui divorced, the little girl wanted to be with Bian Rui, but Bian Rui really couldn't grab the custody of his daughter. It was a matter of who the court ruled to him. Wang Jie wanted economics and time, and Bian Rui could not tear the mother of the child down and ruined the child. Then the court gave the child to Wang Jie, which was a normal answer.

He gently hugged the little girl and placed her arms. Bian Rui freed up a hand and gently stroked a strand of hair in front of his daughter's forehead behind his daughter's head. Then he gently shaved his daughter's little face with his fingers, with his eyes full of love.

I don’t know how long it took, Bian Rui’s grandfather stood at the door and sighed when he saw his grandson.

"You must learn to take more responsibilities in the future. Teaching your children well from today is one of your most important tasks. I know that you have prepared a lot of things for your children, but you also understand the principle that it is better to teach people how to fish than to teach people how to fish. If you teach your children well, you will be assured as any property left to her," said Bian Rui's grandfather.

Bian Rui nodded: "Anyway, I will always be by her side."

Bian Rui didn't think as much as his grandfather. Bian Rui also knew that his life would be much longer than his grandfather and his father, so he had time to take care of his children, not to mention his daughter and great-grandson could take care of him. But even so, Bian Rui didn't want to raise uncontrollable children.

"Hurry up, I've asked the child to get up and have dinner. Why can't anyone come in? The second one will fall into the bottomless pit?"

Grandma's voice rang out in the yard outside.

Bian Rui's grandfather smiled and said, "Here, I'm urging you all day long. Today you are going to the capital to hold a congress to formulate a national bill. You're so anxious!"

Bian Rui smiled slightly after hearing this, and then began to dress the sleeping girl. When the clothes were ready, the little girl was already slowly about to wake up, but her hands still wrapped around Bian Rui's neck. Her little mouth yawned one after another.

When she took the child to the yard, the little girl saw that her grandfather seemed to be fine when she stood in the yard, she immediately stretched out her hand to signal her to hug her.

Bian Rui's father had no objection. As soon as he reached out, he took his granddaughter into his arms and began to ask questions. The grandparents and grandchildren looked like family.

After his father took his daughter, Bian Rui said, "Dad, take the child to wash his face and brush his teeth. After the meal is finished, I will take her to school."

Bian Rui's father said, "You don't have to go, I'll send my child to school."

Hearing his father say this, Bian Rui had to nodded: "Then please tell the teacher a little more clearly about the child's learning progress."

"What's the progress of the kindergarten? How old is this child? Don't worry, I just come back when I go and play every day," Bian Rui's father said happily.

Bian Rui didn't care about it after hearing this. He was not like Wang Jie. He heard people say that he should not lose at the starting line. Bian Rui felt that there was nothing wrong with the child playing at this time.

"By the way, Xiao Rui, you said about buying pigs last time. Now the price of pigs has dropped. Should you buy a few pigs and raise them first?" Bian Rui's grandfather asked.

Bian Rui asked about the price and felt it was still a bit high. The pig is now rising like a rocket. Although it has fallen a little in the past two days, it has not fallen much, at least twice as much as the pork half a year ago.

Seeing that the grandson was a little hesitant, the grandfather said again: "Buy two or three first. Your uncle said that the price will probably not drop much today, and the price of mountain pigs is almost overwhelming now. People in the city like to eat this kind of local pig now, and the price of piglets cannot be reduced. Even if it is a foreign pig, the local pig will not fall."

"Okay, buy me four, it's better to have one sow. If the other three can be beaten, just be beaten." Bian Rui thought for a moment, don't resist. Anyway, this pig must be raised. You can't always go to other people's houses to get pork. My parents raise pigs, but it's different. Bian Rui will blush if he always picks up pigs from other families.

"Oh, by the way, my grandfather, please ask my uncle to help you make up the sheep. Then the piglets will be counted together. You will also say to my second grandfather that this year, except for the food he keeps, the rest of the sheep in his family will be sold to me. If other grandfathers are happy to buy me, I will also welcome it," said Bian Rui.

Bian Rui's grandfather asked curiously: "Your little restaurant has digested so much?"

Bian Rui said: "I definitely can't use my restaurant, but the guests use it. Now, what price is your sheep? After adding two or three percent, sell it to them."

"Slaughtering is also quite troublesome, not one or two. This is a lot of trouble when the price rises," said Bian Rui's grandfather.

Bian Rui said: "We don't need to slaughter us. Those people still need to do it themselves when eating sheep? If you say something, someone will slaughter it. We are only responsible for providing live sheep. They also need some good mountain goods. Please also inform me of the old men who pick mountain goods..."

Bian Rui talked about sheep with his grandfather, and then he remembered that last week, people like Mr. Zhou proposed to buy sheep from Bian Rui and buy some mountain goods. When Bian Rui was not around, they asked the chef to cook. Bian Rui naturally wanted it, but because of his daughter's affairs, he forgot this matter and then remembered it.

"You can take care of this?"

When Bian Rui heard that he wanted to take care of this matter, he immediately waved his hand and said, "I won't disturb this matter. At that time, you can choose an honest and dedicated person to pay the responsibility to deliver the goods. It's not a common thing anyway, and it will only take three or five trips a month at most."

"What are the three or five trips? Xiao Rui, don't run around in the morning later. Help grandma pick mulberry leaves and ask for the tenderest leaves on the treetops!" Bian Rui's grandma suddenly said.

Bian Rui said: "The silkworm hatched?"

Bian Rui's mother's voice sounded: "Wait for you? The salt has gone bad! Some small silkworms had already come out yesterday. We have replenished some leaves, but at this time the silkworms had to eat tender leaves, and they had to be the leaves at the top. Now the village has only the only ones left in You and Twenty-Ye, and Si Peng. Twenty-Ye and Si Peng have to go to his third uncle's side this morning. The old man passed away yesterday..."

"It's okay, I'll go select the leaves for you in the morning." Bian Rui responded with a smile.

Anyway, Bian Rui had nothing to do in the morning. He originally planned to send his daughter to school, but now this job has been snatched away by his father, so it is also a good choice to help his mother pick mulberry leaves.

The family was busy with their work, and they were talking about things in a mess. It was not an urgent matter anyway. Everyone was slowly chatting, just like the small courtyard next to them.

Such scenes were performed not only in Bianjia Village, but also in several nearby mountain villages.

The family gathered around the table and after breakfast, they all started to work. Grandpa drove the sheep to herd, while father supported his granddaughter with his small schoolbag in his hand, and rode an electric tricycle to take his granddaughter to school. As for the fact that a few children would be taken on the road, only God knows.

Bian Rui accompanied his mother and grandmother to sort out the table, washed the dishes and chopsticks, and walked towards the three old mulberry trees not far from the front of the ancestral hall behind the village.

When Bian Rui arrived, the mulberry forest was already very lively. Almost all the grandmothers and aunts in the village were here. In addition to these elders, there were sisters-in-law of the same generation, and five or six niece-in-law of the younger generation also arrived.

Everyone uses their hands, use the scratch hook, and use the higher-level ones to pull the clippers directly. Anyway, everyone has only one task now, that is, pick mulberry leaves.

When you have picked the mulberry leaves, you can’t feed them directly. You have to wash the mulberry leaves by the stream. After washing, you can then dry them before feeding them.

These things must be done manually, and they are all fine physical work.

With so many women, Bian Rui must keep his mouth shut at this time, because at this time, he can push himself into the ditch with just one sentence. Grandma and aunt will not joke with Bian Rui, but sisters-in-law are not polite. Moreover, the daughters-in-law in the countryside are quite brave, so it is normal to say a few dirty words.

Bian Rui’s task is very simple, which is to climb onto the old mulberry tree with high shears and cut off the tender green buds on the crown with high shears.

At this time, everything is unnecessary, and the most important thing is to focus on working, so Bian Rui came to the nearest old mulberry tree, took off his shoes and socks, and then hugged the tree pole barefoot and climbed up. When he arrived at the first big fork, Bian Rui asked the people below to cut the long pole to him, leaned on the thickest branch, and continued to climb up.

When the high-rod shears could reach the canopy, Bian Rui then began to cut the leaves.
Chapter completed!
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