A Happy Farmhouse: After becoming the group's favorite, the whole family rises

The Tian family was very quiet after dinner.

Tian Danian and his wife went to help the Zhao family who had just moved in next door.

The reason was that Grandpa Zhao wanted to buy some new bedding for himself and his grandson, and he had bought cotton cloth, cotton needles and thread long before. However, the two of them, faced with such a thin embroidery needle and such a difficult quilt to sew, really didn't know how to start.

After failing to sew the quilt for who knows how many times, Mr. Zhao finally sighed and said, "Xiaoshu, it seems that we two have no talent in embroidering quilts. Why don't we go next door and ask your Aunt Tian for help?

Don't go empty-handed, we bought a lot of food this time, which will last for a long time. You can pack three or five kilograms and bring it to the Tian family."

Zhao Xiaoshu responded and quickly poured out some rice from the rice bag. It wasn't much, but about four or five pounds, and then he was ready to go out.

Old Master Zhao was worried and stopped his grandson who was about to step out of the main room.

"Xiao Shu, you have to be more eloquent. Don't say that this rice is a reward for asking your Aunt Tian to make a quilt. Just say that you are thanking her for her help these days and then bring up the quilt-making matter at the end. Do you understand?"

Zhao Xiaoshu smiled helplessly, "Grandfather, I'm an adult now, don't I understand these things? Don't worry, I know what to say."

When Zhao Xiaoshu came back, Tian Danian and his wife followed him, and Wang even brought her own needle and thread.

The couple did not come empty-handed, they also brought a lot of dried goods such as mushrooms and black fungus that Tian Xiaochun and Tian Xiaoman had picked up from the mountains.

The dried mushrooms were strung into a long string, and the wood ears were in a small cloth bag, all carried by Tian Danian.

Old Master Zhao had a smile on his face. He felt that his vision must be right. Tian Danian was a good young man. At least he was not greedy and knew that "it is impolite not to reciprocate". Such people were worth making friends with.

Before Shitou returned to the county town, Third Grandpa heard gossip from the villagers that Shitou and the Ma family had broken off their engagement. He was worried about Shitou, so after dinner he asked Tietou to take Shitou away, under the pretext of "checking Shitou's health and pulse."

Mu Tou couldn't sit idle at home, so he joined in the fun.

As for Tian Xiaochun, he ran the fastest. After putting down his bowl, he disappeared and no one knew where he went.

Wang was quite confident about her daughter.

Her eldest daughter was so good at fighting that even an ordinary country girl or a young man might not be her match.

As for where Tian Xiaochun went, Wang still had a guess. She estimated that her daughter must have gone to the old hunter's house halfway up the mountain.

Most of Tian Xiaochun's skills were taught by the old hunter.

When the old hunter was young, he was familiar with Tian Danian's father. They got along like a family and celebrated every festival together.

The old hunter never married in his life. He treated Tian Danian's children as his own and taught them horse stance and martial arts since they were young. Sometimes when he hunted a pheasant or rabbit, he would send it to the Tian family. His concern for his children was no less than that of a grandfather.

Except for Tian Xiaoman, all the children in the Tian family learned a few tricks from the old hunter.

Shitou has the best physical condition, but he does not have the talent for martial arts. The martial arts he performs can only be said to be decent, which means that he does not suffer any loss in a fight.

The third brother Mu Tou’s moves were pretty good, but compared to Tian Xiaochun, they were far behind.

The old hunter often shook his head and sighed, lamenting that Tian Xiaochun was a girl. Otherwise, with Tian Xiaochun's skills, not to mention killing enemies in the battlefield, she might even be able to get a job as a military officer.

The house became quiet, and Tian Xiaoman was the only one left in the Tian family yard.

However, Tian Xiaoman also has her own plans. It's good to be alone, so she can do some "shady" things.

She rummaged through the drawers in the house and finally found an old piece of clothing she wore as a child.

Judging from the size, it should have been worn when she was seven or eight years old. Fortunately, it had not been dug out by Wang and used to make shoe soles, so it was a good bargain for her.

She tied the two cuffs of her old clothes to make a simple cloth bag and went straight to her kitchen.

What are you going to do?

Haha, she still owes several kilograms of sorghum rice.

The Tian family's kitchen was kept exceptionally clean by Wang.

All the grain bags were placed in a large upright wooden cabinet, which was divided into two parts. The upper part contained pots, pans, and bowls, and the lower part contained various grain bags.

Tian Xiaoman looked through the bags one by one. Sweet potatoes, sorghum, millet, brown rice, and brown noodles. Hey? Where did the white rice come from? It seemed that there was none a few days ago!

When Zhao Xiaoshu came to deliver the rice, Tian Xiaoman did not leave the house, so he didn't know.

Tian Xiaoman was quick and agile. She opened the bag of sorghum rice and scooped out several handfuls of sorghum rice with her small hands. Then she tied the bag tightly and walked slowly to the backyard.

The jujube tree in the backyard had lost all its leaves long ago and was standing there bare.

However, the thorns on the jujube tree are extremely eye-catching.

In the original body's memory, when he was a child, he followed his second sister to pick dates to eat. He accidentally got pricked by the thorns of the date tree. The pain made him cry for a long time.

Perhaps it was because his muscle memory was too sensitive. Every time Tian Xiaoman approached the jujube tree, he would recall that extremely painful and unpleasant memory.

"Fat Gray—"

Tian Xiaoman shouted towards the rat hole behind the jujube tree.

There was no one at home at the moment, and it was in the backyard, so she wasn't worried about anyone seeing her going crazy here.

"bass--"

A gray-haired mouse jumped out of the mouse hole. Its fat body made Tian Xiaoman recognize it immediately. It was Fat Gray.

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Fat Gray? Why is he a little different than usual? Why are there some red spots in his gray hair?

It was not until Pang Hui stood in front of Tian Xiaoman that Tian Xiaoman could see clearly that one of Pang Hui's ears was obviously injured and blood was oozing from it.

Today, Fat Gray looks listless and dull.

"Fat Gray! What happened to you? Did someone beat you up?"

Fat Gray squeaked, his voice full of grievance.

"Xiao Man, did you know that I was injured, so you came to see me?"

Tian Xiaoman: Well, it wasn’t originally, but it is now.

She shook the sorghum rice in her hand and said, "How can I give you the sorghum rice I promised you? Where should I put it this time?"

When he heard that there was sorghum rice to eat, the listless Fat Gray's eyes immediately lit up.

"Xiao Man, you are so kind. You are the best human being in Tianjia Village!"

Tian Xiaoman felt a little embarrassed when Fat Hui complimented him.

"Don't say that. You've helped me before. We are friends."

friend?

In Fat Gray's memory, mice and humans will never become friends, just like mice and cats will never form a united front. That is a natural hostile relationship.

But now - Xiaoman said they are friends. Well, it feels pretty good to have a human friend who can understand rat language!