The next morning, Bian Rui looked at the sky with a gloomy feeling that it seemed like it was going to snow. He looked at the weather forecast and said that it was unlikely that there would be snow on cloudy days.

However, Bian Rui doesn't believe in the weather forecast very much, and this thing is not very accurate.

Sure enough, when Bian Rui prepared breakfast, small snowflakes began to float in the sky. Although they were not big, they were so meaningful.

Bian Rui came to the guest room and reached out to knock on Zhou Zheng's door twice: "Hey, get up and have breakfast!"

After shouting twice, he heard Zhou Zheng wake up lazy and angry, "What a quarrel, why don't you let someone sleep in peace? If you want to eat, just eat it. Why do you come and disturb me? Do you know how many days I haven't slept like this?..."

Ho!

When Bian Rui saw that this person was not awake, Bian Rui would not believe that Zhou Zhenghui was so busy that he couldn't sleep. He would rather believe that this kid had not had enough time to go out for fun. Anyway, it was not Bian Rui's business, so his wife didn't care. Bian Rui's buddy was in charge of yarn. If he didn't eat, he wouldn't eat it. Leave some for him later. If he didn't move, he would just feed the dust at noon.

Walking from Zhou Zheng's door to the door of his daughter's room, Bian Rui didn't knock at all, because it was useless and the little girl couldn't hear it at all. Even if she had a gong in her ear, it was dangerous. There is a saying that you can't wake up a person who pretended to be asleep, let alone a little girl who was staying in bed.

When he came to his daughter's bed, Bian Rui called the little girl and pulled her out of the bed, and then began to put on clothes for her.

"I'm going to school, I'm going to school! I'm late if I don't get up..." Bian Rui said while dressing the girl.

"Ah!" the little girl said while yawning: "Dad, let me sleep for a while, five minutes!"

Bian Rui said, "I'll be five minutes late for school soon. Get up quickly, oh, by the way, your mother told me last night that you would test your ancient poems. I said you're asleep, probably in a while..."

Hearing Bian Rui say this, the little girl shudders and then rubs her back and stands up: "Hurry, hurry, dad, my schoolbag, I'm going to school..."

Bian Rui looked at the anxious little girl and said with a smile: "That is, your mother can cure you!"

"Dad, you won't lie to me, are you?" The little girl came back to her senses, her mind became much more active, and she immediately pouted and complained at Bian Rui, "Have you heard of the wolf coming?"

Bian Rui smiled and said, "I have heard of the wolf coming, but your mother is not a wolf! Hurry up, put on the clothes and have breakfast!"

The little girl is not in a state of energy now and she crawled out of the bed and went into the bathroom to brush her teeth and wash her face.

Bian Rui returned to the kitchen and started serving the meal. When the girl came, she happened to be ready to eat the millet soup.

This morning, what Bian Rui made was millet porridge with vegetables and buns, fried eggs, and pickles from the house. There was also a glass of milk in front of the little girl.

"I don't want to drink porridge!"

"Then let's drink the milk!" Bian Rui didn't force it. He heard that his daughter would not drink millet porridge, so he pulled the porridge in front of him. Bian Rui's own porridge had been sucked by him in two sips of the bun.

The rice porridge at home is very thin, almost one-third of the rice in a bowl of porridge, which is very suitable for Bian Rui's appetite.

Just as the father and daughter were having a meal, the phone rang.

When the little girl heard this, she immediately waved her hand at her father. She thought it was really called by Wang Jie.

Bian Rui took a look and found that it was Yan Lan's call, so he answered the phone. When the little girl heard her father say Yan Lan, she let out a long sigh.

"I'm scared!"

The little girl patted her chest and said to Bian Rui.

Bian Rui glanced at her and continued to talk to Yan Lan.

"What's wrong?" Yan Lan felt something was wrong on the other end.

Bian Rui said: "It's nothing, it's just that the little girl is afraid that her mother will call to check her homework. By the way, is it snowing there? It's going down here in your hometown..."

Bian Rui was talking, but suddenly felt a darkness at the door, and then the cold wind blew in. When he looked up, he found that Zhou Zheng had actually gotten up, so he reached out to signal him to serve the rice himself.

After chatting with Yan Lan for a while, Bian Rui put down the phone and asked Zhou Zheng, who was smoking porridge and a bun, and one hand was catching, "Oh, why are you getting up?"

"I thought of you making breakfast and I naturally got up. Don't worry, I have to go back and continue sleeping after I finish eating," said Zhou Zheng.

"I'm leaving, dad, goodbye goddad!"

The little girl stood up at this time, pushed away the empty milk cup, grabbed two buns in her hand and walked outside.

"Why are you so anxious?" Zhou Zheng couldn't quite understand.

Bian Rui smiled and said, "I'm afraid that her mother will check her homework, otherwise you would think she would be so fast!"

Speaking of this, I heard the little girl's voice coming from the yard: "Xiaohua, let's go!"

No need to look at it. Bian Rui knew that this person and dog had gone to school. As for whether the road would be delayed, Bian Rui would not consider it. The children were afraid of the teacher, especially the children nearby.

There will be no fucking children without pretentious parents. The majesty of teachers here is not allowed to be provoked. It is even more impossible for parents to pull their children to complain to the teacher. The primary schools in Bianjia Village have never been a greenhouse for wearing weak seedlings. It is not polite to slap the palms when it is time to clean up.

Bian Rui himself knew that his daughter had been beaten several times in the palm of her hand. Bian Rui didn't ask too much, and the little girl didn't dare to complain about Bian Rui when she came back. This was exactly the same as Bian Rui when she was a child.

Just when Bian Rui thought the little girl was out, the little figure came back, grabbed the buns from the plate, put them in his arms and ran outside.

"This girl is quite edible!" Zhou Zheng smiled.

Bian Rui said: "It's not that she can eat, but that the little flower that follows her can eat. You can watch it and go to my milk place later. Otherwise, why do you think Xiaohua should follow her every day? If there is no benefit in this day, the dog will not follow you!"

"Oh, it's quite philosophical! Don't talk about it so much. After finishing your meal, follow me to the backyard to move out the ginseng," said Zhou Zheng.

Bian Rui nodded after hearing this: "Okay!"

Zhou Zheng ate quietly for a while and said, "I said, buddy, you are too compatible with your breakfast today. There are only buns and porridge. There were also tofu rolls and egg cakes before? Isn't it like your style if you don't pick and pick a meal?"

"I've been full and I still have so much to say!" Bian Rui stood up and began to clean up the dishes and chopsticks he and his daughter had eaten.

Zhou Zheng asked again after a while: "When is your family killing New Year's goods?"

"Don't worry, I can still pass you. You guys have asked me several times, about the 25th day of the twelfth lunar month," said Bian Rui.

"Did each family kill? Is there any remaining pigs? Please ask me if there are any remaining pigs or something to order one for me, it's best to have about 150 kilograms," said Zhou Zheng.

Bian Rui smiled and replied: "You guy is very good at choosing!"

"Xiao Shijiu, is Xiao Shijiu at home or not?"

At this time, the voice of Seventh Uncle came from outside the yard.

Bian Rui immediately shouted: "At home, please come in."

As he said that, Bian Rui put down his work, wiped water on his apron, and met the door.

After welcoming the seventh uncle into the kitchen, Zhou Zheng moved a stool.

"I dare not, your boss Zhou is too polite." When the seventh uncle saw that Zhou Zheng was carrying a stool for him, he immediately said politely.

Zhou Zheng smiled and said, "It should be that Bian Rui and I are friends, so you are naturally the elder!"

After the two of them were polite for a while, Uncle Qi opened his mouth and asked, "Xiao Shijiu, I heard that your cattle farm is going to recruit the men here to work?"

Bian Rui replied: "Yes, I told Brother Seventeen a few days ago that the work of our men must take action. They have good skills but are not as slick as those outside."

"That's not!"

After receiving the letter, Uncle Qi was very happy. Now there was no farm work. If it were used to be idle, it would be different now. The women at home were busy every day and took money from home every day. On the contrary, the men in the village had nothing to do and the people in the countryside couldn't stay idle. They knocked and beat the other side. Seeing the women at home busy, they always felt that their status at home was challenged. Now when they heard that there was work to find someone in Bianrui, many people were moved.

Bian Rui was worried about how to notify everyone, and Uncle Qi was considered a sheep entering the tiger's mouth.

"Please inform me and go with me in a car tomorrow morning to check it out. Everyone will give you a lot of time to take and how many people you have to invite. Let's take our own people in our village first..."

"That's natural, don't worry," said Seventh Uncle with a smile.

Uncle Qi was about to open his mouth and ask something more. Uncle Eleven's voice came from the door, waiting to enter the yard and ask the same thing.

It was like that. In less than half an hour, the story of the cattle farm in Bianrui was about to recruit people to work spread throughout the village.

After Bian Rui and Zhou Zheng left the last group of people, they went to the diyao together.

Waiting for the driver from yesterday, the four of them went into the ground kiln to lift the basket of ginseng.

The kiln was a little dark and I couldn't see clearly. I waited for the first basket to reach outside, which immediately attracted the exclamation of Xiao Liu and the driver.

"Wow, this ginseng is a little too big!"

Xiao Liu said: "People say that seven liang is ginseng and eight liang is treasure. All the ones in this plant are great treasures."

"You still know the goods?" Bian Rui was a little surprised.

Zhou Zheng smiled and said, "They both have collected ginseng and have seen things picked by the old mountain tourists. Otherwise, why would I take them to do? You expect me to count these ginseng by myself."

Bian Rui thought about it and was right. No big boss could do anything. People like Zhou Zheng just need to talk. If they were asked to roll up their sleeves to work, they would definitely feel that it would be unreasonable.

Anyway, I continued to work, and there were only a total of less than five baskets of ginseng, which looked like about 600 pounds, which was far lower than Bian Rui's previous expectations. The most important thing was that many damaged Bian Rui did not get it out.

After all the baskets were on the car, Zhou Zheng also said to Bian Rui: "Didn't it mean that there are a lot of them? Why aren't there enough? It's only about 500 kilograms, which is far from it."

"I don't want it anymore, don't forget to give it to me!"

After Bian Rui finished speaking, he closed the door of the car with a snap.
Chapter completed!