Crossing the farm gate, the whole family reunites in the disaster year

Old Mrs. Cui had prepared the meal long ago, and everyone gathered around the table, on which was the rabbit that Cui Zhaozhao had "caught".

"It's been so dry this year, I thought all the livestock on the mountain had starved to death, but I didn't expect there were still so many, big and fat."

Old Mrs. Cui was amazed.

I stewed half a pot of a rabbit. I have never seen such a fat rabbit in previous years.

Old Man Cui said, "The livestock in the mountains are very intelligent and are better at filling their stomachs than we are."

"Speaking of spirituality, we go up the mountain every day, and we've never seen pheasants or rabbits, let alone rabbit fur. Look at this girl Lixia, she runs into one every few days. It's really strange."

The more Old Lady Cui thought about it, the more magical it seemed.

Cui Zhaozhao laughed dryly.

"The spring water on the mountain is not only used by our village, but also by the livestock on the mountain. In my opinion, they come here to repay their gratitude." Old Man Cui said with great certainty.

Strange things happen every year. I once heard from a hunter in the village that he rescued a wolf in the mountains. Every year before closing the mountains in the dead of winter, the wolf would come down the mountain and give him a few dead chickens and rabbits.

When Lixia encountered a hare, it might have been a wild beast from the mountains that had chased it to her.

It's a way of repaying a favor.

Old Man Cui thought it made perfect sense, so he poured himself a small bowl of wine and, looking at the large plate of stewed rabbit on the table, said, "Xiaowu, go and see why your Third Aunt and the others haven't returned yet."

Xiaowu rushed out immediately and bumped into Lin and his group as soon as he reached the gate of the courtyard.

"Father, mother."

Lin walked into the yard with a smile.

When Old Man Cui saw the smile on Lin’s face, he felt more at ease.

"eat first."

"Hey."

After a few people washed their hands, the whole family started eating.

Old Mrs. Cui’s skill in stewing rabbit is really good, and she even cuts some green onions and puts them in the stew.

After dinner, Cui Chengliang did not rest. He took a few wooden sticks, called Silang and left in a hurry.

"Hey?" Mrs. Cui cleared the dishes and turned back to find the man gone. She muttered, "What's the rush? You're not even taking a nap."

Old Man Cui looked at Lin. He could feel that his youngest son's heart was gradually leaning towards Lin. His hurried departure this time must have something to do with Lin.

Lin was a little embarrassed to tell what happened at the workshop.

Old Lady Cui's eyes widened: "He has this skill?"

Lin was not sure either, but Cui Chengliang said he could fight, so it should be almost certain.

Old Man Cui was also a little surprised. The third son had never shown off before and had been farming honestly in the past few years.

After thinking for a while, he simply got up and went out.

The third brother must not brag, otherwise he would be embarrassed in front of his wife if he couldn’t build the shed.

He knows a little bit, so go over and lend a hand.

Old Man Cui hurried as fast as he could, and by the time he got to the threshing ground, the frame of the shed had already been set up.

"Dad, why are you here?"

Cui Chengliang came down from the ladder.

Old Man Cui was stunned for a few seconds: "When did you learn this craft?"

The wooden frame was not difficult to build, but the problem was that the third brother was too dexterous. He had built it roughly in just a quarter of an hour.

It's comparable to those who make a living by working as a bricklayer all year round.

Cui Chengliang scratched his head. "I've seen them build houses many times in the county before. If you talk to them for a while, you'll get the hang of it. It's actually not that difficult."

Old Man Cui wanted to slap his thigh.

If I had known I had this skill, why would I still farm?

With the help of Old Man Cui, the shed was built quickly, and it cast a large shade next to the warehouse.

Ten or so people can sit side by side without feeling crowded.

The more Old Man Cui looked at it, the more proud he became.

"Your wife should be happy now."

"No... I just wanted to do it myself. It has nothing to do with the Lin family."