The golden ginkgo leaves fill the yard, dyeing the yard golden. Whenever the sun comes out, the yard suddenly seems to have a fairy spirit. Not only Huang Daoran is intoxicated, but almost all the cartoonists and game original artists also linger in it, drawing its current beauty over and over again, and then finding an opportunity to put this beauty into their works.

Sangbai didn't care about the scenery of his yard at this time. He had a lot of things to do next. First of all, he was growing vegetables. The temperature difference between morning and evening was large, and some small cabbages could not grow in the natural environment. So Sangbai had to build the greenhouse as soon as possible. After the greenhouse was built and the off-season vegetables were raised, it was the pickled season every year, and he had to work harder.

Don't think so far, prepare to build a greenhouse.

The greenhouses of Sangbai’s family are built in vegetable gardens, and some cold-resistant vegetables are planted aside, leaving most of the remaining ones for the greenhouses.

In the past, the greenhouses were bent with bamboo pieces and then covered with plastic cloth. People had to squat and move their feet when they entered. Now that living conditions are good, the greenhouses no longer use bamboo pieces that do not bear weight, but use steel frames. In this way, it is not afraid of crushing the shed if it rains or snows.

And the most important thing is that the shed can be built higher. Although you still have to bend over and go in and out, it is much better than before when you squat and move.

As for why you don’t use a glass greenhouse, the main reason is that there is no need. If you only build a glass greenhouse with just a little bit of land, isn’t that money worth it?

After breakfast early this morning, Sangbai and his three sons tidied up the shelf in the greenhouse, shoveled the iron clan mud and so on, and then prepared to apply new paint.

"dad"

Sang Bai looked up and followed the direction of his son's finger and saw Guo Xiaowei and Guo Xiaobin standing at the door.

Sanbai asked at his son, "Is this the help you asked for?"

At this time, everyone in the village was busy because everyone built large sheds and planted fresh vegetables to prepare for the winter. And now it was not the same as before. The family was full of bachelors, which means they were all laborers. Every family now has a small family, with a bunch of wives and children, so it is impossible for everyone to help these and those like before.

Because every family’s work is not easy, it is impossible to have time to help neighbors before their own work is done well.

When Sang Bo said he wanted to build a greenhouse, Sang Xu and the three boys patted their small breasts and said they wanted to find some helpers at home. Today, Sang Bo saw the "helpers".

These two helpers are just helping if they don’t make trouble for themselves.

"Uncle Sang".

The two children performed well in front of Sang Bai. They stood at the door and bowed slightly before entering the yard. They soon put on gloves and started painting with the three brothers of the Sang family.

Sang Bai looked at the five children and couldn't help but wonder in his heart: When did these five children get along so well? Could it be for him to see it?

Then I thought about it and there was no need for this. I wouldn’t beat them or complain to Guo Changyou. It’s meaningless for them to act like this.

If you want to act, Sang Bai believes that these two little things from the Guo family will be able to act hard and learn how to improve every day, rather than act here to help him work.

After thinking about it, Sang Bai put this matter aside. Isn’t it just a job? At most, it’s just a waste of paint. Their children can’t be able to destroy the angle steel frame at home.

If you really play this trick, Sang Bai really has to look up to them.

There are only fifteen or six people in total, and six people will definitely finish it in less than half an hour.

Sang Bai took off his head hood, went into the pot house and took out some fruits, washed them, and took them out.

"Children, take a break, wash your hands and eat fruit."

"Thank you, Uncle Sang"

"Thank you, Uncle Sang"

The two children thanked Sanba while taking off their gloves.

Sang Bai was a little uncomfortable at this moment. The two children were really much more polite than before, and they looked like children from Liushuzhuang.

"How are you studying these days? Can you follow me?"

Sangbai grabbed an orange by himself, peeled it gently, then took a piece and put it in his mouth, and asked at the two children while eating.

Guo Xiaowei thought for a moment and squeezed a smile out of his face: "It's pretty good, it's pretty good!"

"What does it mean is good? Tell me," Sang Bai asked.

Guo Xiaowei said: "It's not bad. My younger brother and I passed the exam."

When Sang Bo heard this, he immediately praised: "That's not easy, it's a lot of progress."

In the past, these two children really took the exam based on their abilities, and they didn’t know if they could get 60 points in total. Now that they can pass the scores in each subject, they must have made considerable progress.

"Uncle Sang, can you tell my dad that we will study with Xiaoxu and others in the future?" Guo Xiaobin asked.

Sang Bai thought for a while and shook his head: "That's really not OK. It's not that my uncle doesn't help, but that Xiao Xu and the others don't have any homework to do now, and they come back every day to play, so your dad definitely can't let you and Xiao Xu and the others be with you."

After saying that, Sang Bai thought about it himself: I didn’t expect that Lu Xiaoyu and Lu Xiaole are good at managing and studying. After a year or two, will the child have homework and will he also send it to do homework together?

In the past, when Sang Bai heard his colleagues’ biggest complaints, he was that he was tutoring homework. Some adults didn’t know how to do it. Thinking about having to have to work with his children for one night after one day of work, his mentality would not explode on the spot.

Now with Lu Xiaoyu and Lu Xiaole, Sang Bai was wondering if he could save this time.

Sang Jia looked at his dad’s strange look and couldn’t help but ask, “Dad, what are you planning for a bad idea?”

"Why are you talking to your dad? What are the bad ideas? I'm the right way, the way to heaven. It's okay to tell you, just when you have homework in the future, I'm going to let you Miss Xiaoyu and Miss Xiaole manage your homework..." Sang Bai said.

When Sang Jia heard this, his face immediately became bitter: "Dad, I don't want to do homework with Sister Xiaoyu and the others. Why do I have to eat the hardships of Guo Xiaowei and Guo Xiaobin!"

"Stop talking nonsense, don't put any pressure on you, and you can't count three plus two as seven?" Sang Bai felt that his idea was really good when he saw Sang Jia's appearance.

"Brother Sanbai!"

At this time, Chen Dongsheng walked into the yard and saw Sang Bai and others eating fruits. So he walked to the fruit basket and took a fruit, wiped it, then stuffed it into his mouth.

"What's up?"

Chen Dongsheng said: "My mother is going to go to Liuji Town to buy big salt. Do you want it?"

Sang Bai said: "Yes, our family needs at least thirty kilograms of salt."

The big salt that Sangbai mentioned was brine salt, and one thing that could be said clearly was well salt. Liushuzhuang occupied a brick factory, and there was a village in Liuji who followed suit and occupied an old salt well from the past, and then started cooking salt.

The salt cooked is all large salt, with large particles and the crystals are not snow-white, but a bit like river ice. The impurities in the middle make the crystals look a little gray.

There are many impurities in salt, but it is this impurity that makes the pickled vegetables and meat more delicious. So when the salt well is reopened, many families choose to use Laojing salt instead of the large salt or sea salt purchased on the market to make pickled products.

Among them is the Sang Bo family.

Chen Dongsheng said: "That's not too much. My mother and the others drove the ox cart with Uncle Six..."

"Then I'll have to have a little more, fifty kilograms of salt," said Sang Bai.

"Oh, this is really a lot. I pickled so much this year?" Chen Dongsheng said with a smile.

Sang Bai said: "It's not our family, but a few families. My father-in-law wants to serve one. And the relatives of Yanqiu's family say that the pickled things here are delicious. This year, the old lady asked to pickle more. Anyway, they are all not very valuable dishes and radishes. I was afraid that my aunt wouldn't be able to bring so many, but now that I have a ox cart."

The pickled vegetables at Sangbai’s house taste good and their relatives like them. This thing doesn’t work in any space. The main reason is that the production process must be strict. In addition, the weather must be strong. If the vegetables are pickled, it will give you a rain for the next week. Once the moisture comes, no good vegetables will be pickled.

"Forget it, I'll go and tell it myself, and I'll pay the bill too. By the way, the salt money has not increased this year, right?" Sang Bai asked.

Chen Dongsheng said: "Why didn't it increase? This year it has increased by five cents per pound compared to last year."

"It's okay, after all, boiling water and boiling salt is not an easy job. If it goes up, it's going up a little bit," Sang Bai said casually.

Chen Dongsheng said: "These mountain mice will get excited after occupying the salt well. If they continue to rise like this next year, I will have to use the old coarse salt I sold back to the country."

Sang Bai smiled and turned around and returned to the house, touched some money, and then held it in his hand to go to Aunt Yu's house.

When I arrived at the entrance of Aunt Yu's house, I found more than a dozen aunts and sisters-in-law standing in the yard, talking nonsense.

"Aunt!"

Sanba reached out and knocked on the door.

"Oh, Mr. Sang, by the way, Dongsheng has notified you? We are going to go to Liuji to buy salt..."

Sangbai nodded and said, "I've notified you. I'm here for this matter. I'll ask you to help bring fifty kilograms."

"Good guy, brother Sangbai, do you use so much salt in your family?"

"Sister-in-law, this is not only for our family, but also for my father-in-law and some relatives from Yanqiu's family. It wasn't enough last year. I'll pickle it more this year," Sang Bai explained again.

Xu Zhaodi also saw Sang Bai among the group of sisters-in-laws and asked, "By the way, Sang Bai, why haven't your brother-in-law contacted our Lili these days?"

Sang Bai was stunned for a moment, looked at Xu Zhaodi and said, "Sister-in-law, don't you know yet? The two of them are separated."

"When did it happen?" Xu Zhaodi was shocked.

Sang Bai said, "It's almost a week? I don't know the specific situation, but my brother-in-law told me one night that he had made an appointment with your cousin. After a few talks, he felt it was not suitable and then he broke up."

Xu Zhaodi: "I don't know. My aunt asked me yesterday, saying why she didn't go home. How could she say it was broken? She didn't discuss it with her family."

"Sister-in-law, sister-in-law, don't worry. This matter is a matter between the two, so don't worry." Sang Bai smiled.

After counting the money to Aunt Yu, Sang Bo said goodbye and left the door.

Xu Zhaodi was still anxious: "Why did it break up after it's done? No, I have to go and ask Yanqiu."

Wang Liqin opened her mouth and said, "Wife Lianwen, do you really don't know or you don't know?"
Chapter completed!