After finishing today's accounts, grandpa then talked about what would happen at home in the next period of time. Now there is still some time before the double harvest.

There is nothing else to do in the mountains except weeding, but relatively speaking you can still squeeze out some time to make some earthen bricks.

In this era, the way ordinary farmers built houses was different from that in later generations. The wood for the roof beams and the doors and windows of the house were prepared early, and there were earthen bricks for the walls piled up in the yard of every household.

When it came time to really build the house, the young and old men in the village worked together and basically became self-sufficient in everything except tiles.

But even so, the Lin family didn't have the money to build a house before. Since the materials are free and the labor is also easy to afford, but they have to provide people with three meals a day, right?

This was a very difficult matter for the Lin family. Besides, if Lin Xiaoniu didn't ask for marriage, the Lin family still had enough house. It was only in recent years when the children grew up that they started to think about the house.

At this time, Uncle Lin and his wife were not thinking about building a house. Their second wife's children were still young, so building a house or not actually had no effect on them.

Cao Lian glanced at her man, who seemed to have a harder time speaking than herself. She frowned in dissatisfaction and then gritted her teeth.

"Dad, Mom, Big Brother and Big Sister-in-law, Erniu and I want to keep our small stall open. We won't go there every day, but we can go to the market every five days. What do you think?"

In addition to nervousness, her tone was more of a guilty conscience. After glancing at the old man, she stared at Fang Cuihua closely.

Because she knew that if Fang Cuihua did not agree to this matter, even if the old man favored their family, he would not agree. The key point was that the old man never favored their second family.

Fang Cuihua raised her eyebrows, turned her head to look at Guangdan who was smiling happily with his little white teeth bared, and then looked at the old man.

Grandpa Lin squinted his eyes and looked at everyone in the room. To him, it was normal for children to have some thoughts, but he still looked at the eldest son and his wife.

"Eldest brother and his wife, what do you say?" Then he ignored his son and asked Fang Cuihua directly.

Lin Daniu had long been accustomed to it. Anyway, he had long known that in the old man's mind, Fang Cuihua had the final say in their family!

"As long as they are willing, there's nothing wrong with that. If we earn a little more money, won't our Lin family's life be better?" Fang Cuihua said happily.

Lin Erniu and Cao Lian seemed to have little stars in their eyes instantly!

Cao Lian looked at her sister-in-law with gratitude. She knew that her sister-in-law would not make things difficult for others! Her sister-in-law was a good person! !

"Ahem, but I still have to be frank. We haven't split up yet, and the fish balls you sell are also handed over to the public. But if we split up in the future, this matter will have to be discussed again, because the recipe for the fish balls belongs to the eldest wife."

The old man interrupted the excited couple in time.

"Hey, Dad, we know, we know! We won't split up, hehehe!" Lin Erniu said, touching his head a little embarrassedly.

Split up, it is impossible for the second branch of the family to split up! How could they split up???

Guangdan looked at his mother Fang Cuihua with some curiosity. So his mother didn't care at all?

It would be a lie to say that she really didn't care, but Fang Cuihua knew that selling things was really not suitable for her. She didn't have the temper or patience for it, so, forget it, don't think about it.

I even feel that I would rather kill a few pigs than set up a stall. Yes, I am that fierce.

As for the cloths they brought back, Lin Xiaoniu directly suggested not to sell them in a hurry, because people basically would not go shopping after the Dragon Boat Festival. It would be better to wait until the Ghost Festival or before the Mid-Autumn Festival to sell them at the market in town. The prices would be slightly cheaper, and they would sell very well then!

Guangdan kept shouting that he wanted to make new clothes, and was then grabbed by the ear and thrown out by Fang Cuihua.

Completely ineffective communication.

Guangdan slept all night that night. In the early morning, he vaguely felt Goudan getting up, but he just lay there unable to move.

Even though he was not a delicate person, after running around the county town, he only had half of his energy left, and his legs were extremely sore.

"Guangedan, Guangedan, Guangedan, Guangedan..."

While he was still in a daze, he heard a familiar complaining voice in his ears. He opened his eyes and saw a dirty little face.

"Oh my god, Wumao! You walk without making any sound! I was scared to death!" Guangdan patted his little chest and comforted his weak self lightly.

"Is the county town fun? Why didn't you tell me! You have changed! Now you don't want to play with me anymore!!!!" The originally complaining voice gradually became angry, and the little guy's face turned red with anger.

"Cough cough cough, what the hell did you eat this morning? Stop talking. Look at me, I can't even get up! My legs, ouch!!!" Guangdan yelled with gritted teeth while struggling to get up from the kang.

"What? Were you beaten on the road?" Wumaoer asked curiously with his big black eyes.

"No, my legs are just sore! But the county town is really fun! What's the use of me telling you, you can't come with me! It's okay, I brought back surprises for you all!" After saying this, he blinked his eyes with some pride.

"Really!! Then don't tell me, don't tell me! Give me a surprise later! I know nothing!" As she said this, she waved her little hands.

Oh, I didn’t realize this kid has such a sense of ritual.

In fact, Wumao'er had no time to hang out with Guangdan for a long period of time this year because he had to go herd cattle every day.

Fortunately, Goudan and Goumao also herded sheep in the back mountain every afternoon, so Wumao would occasionally hang out with the Lin family kids.

When Guangdan stood up, the grandparents in the yard burst into laughter. It was true that no one took his sore legs seriously at all.

"Guangdan, you just don't practice enough! If you run a few more laps in the back mountain every day and do more work, you won't be tired in the future!" Fang Cuihua couldn't help but start to make suggestions.

Guangdan rolled his big eyes. His father and the others didn't mention the robbery on the road last night, but he felt that this matter might have been discussed in private, otherwise why would his mother be happily sharpening the butcher knife.

After Wumao left with a small bamboo frog, Guangdan squatted beside Fang Cuihua mysteriously.

"Mom, tell me the truth, is our dad our grandpa's biological son?"

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