Don't worry about traveling through time, she has an all-powerful senior sister to help her

Shen Huai asked two drivers to go and chase the geese together, but was stopped by his senior sister, "You can't force them, otherwise they will chase you even more fiercely."

"We have to quickly grab the goose's neck and hit its head, but there are fewer people than the geese, so we still have to find people from the village." Shen Lingzhu also thought of this, so he didn't go up to rescue it immediately.

Another reason is that everyone knows not to hurt the geese.

At this time, Aunt Hu took action. She walked to the back car, grabbed two handfuls of millet from the basket and asked Shen Lingzhu and her sister to scatter it to the geese.

When Shen Huai saw a goose stop in the flock, he hurried to catch some rice, but Mrs. Hu stopped him and told him to turn around and look.

What he saw was shocking. His two nieces had already joined the driver in surrounding the goose that was still chasing and biting his son.

My little niece was very nimble and dodged a swooping goose. She grabbed the goose's neck and hit it on the head, instantly subduing the ferocious bird.

He even shouted to the little kids watching the show, "Whoever catches a goose gets two candies."

"Yeah! I'll do it, I'll do it."

"And me and me."

"Get out of the way."

In an instant, a group of children rushed into the geese, fearing that they would get two less candies.

On the other side, the eldest niece also attacked with both hands, strangling the necks of the two geese tightly.

"Go and help!" As soon as Mrs. Hu reminded him, he rushed over to catch the goose.

However, the speed was a little slow. The two carters had a full harvest, and the children who were making a fuss had already asked Shen Lingzhu for candy. She naturally asked her uncle to get the candy.

Shen Huai responded, and seeing his son slumped on the ground exhausted, he couldn't help but shake his head and laugh. A scholar is completely useless.

Look at this moment, he and his son can't help at all.

When the children were taking their candies and geese home, the villagers who came out to call them for dinner only then learned that a fight between humans and geese had just taken place at the entrance of the village.

The villagers were even more enthusiastic about the guests who generously gave candy to their children, and they directly escorted them to the headman's house.

After discussing the accommodation arrangements with the village head, his family also had to vacate one or two guest rooms.

Therefore, it became natural for them to sit around in the yard and chat about their family. My uncle's farming background had not faded away, and he could talk about farming with the villagers.

The eldest aunt sat with the second daughter-in-law of the head of the village, who was about to give birth, fiddling with an old-fashioned spinning wheel, and occasionally handed her a spool of thread.

But the later it got, the louder the mosquitoes became, so the village head specifically ordered his grandson to light mugwort to smoke out the mosquitoes.

After Shen Lingzhu helped her eldest brother fix his hair and scarf, she looked up and saw many children coming out of the courtyard gate.

But the children's eyes were not on the adults talking in the yard, but were staring at the older children who were licking candies.

The dry look of swallowing saliva, the sucking movements of fingers in mouth, made Shen Lingzhu feel very uncomfortable.

She went to the senior sister who was pouring water and wanted to get some candy, but she said, "Auntie asked us to buy a lot of candy, but it's not appropriate to give out whole candies to these children. They just stood at the door and got one. What will the people who helped catch the geese think?"

"Half a pill?"

"Crush it and give each child a few pieces."

"what?"

"If you don't want to knock, just pretend you don't see it."

"Knock, knock."

When Shen Lingzhu went to the kitchen to borrow a knife and a chopping board, the village head's wife was quite surprised. But when she saw her holding a bag of candy and smashing it, she felt distressed: "The little girl spilled it on the ground."

"I'll be gentler." Shen Lingzhu blocked it slightly, and the banging started again.

The little granddaughter of the headman's family, who was always in charge of the fire, would occasionally peek at the sugar residue on the chopping board. Before she knew it, the stove was already filled with firewood.

Before Shen Lingzhu finished knocking the candy, the thick smoke in the house made her unbearable. The headman's wife turned her head and slapped her granddaughter on the back, "How could you light the fire, kid?"

"Auntie, please quickly pull out the firewood to let in some air." Shen Lingzhu pulled her granddaughter away when she was about to clap for the second time.

She quickly swept the candies on the chopping board into a paper bag, but left a dozen or so untouched. "Give these to my brothers and sisters to sweeten their mouths. I can also borrow your little sister to help me out a little. Is that okay?"

The headman's wife took out some firewood and took a look at the scene. She put on a smile and said, "Why not? Let my youngest sister do it for you. The house is too smoky. Come to the yard and have a rest, little girl."

"Hey, thank you, Auntie." She pulled her youngest sister out the door and turned around to see the headman's wife blowing air into the stove with a blowpipe.

Sparks and ashes flew out of the stove in an instant, causing the person blowing air to cough.

Shen Lingzhu took another closer look at the stove, stuffed a large piece of candy into her youngest sister's mouth, and pulled her to the gate of the courtyard. At that time, adults and children were already squatting outside the gate with bowls in their hands, eating.

With the afterglow in the sky, you can clearly see that most of the bowls contain thin soup and wild vegetables.

Alas, she opened the paper package and gave it to the youngest children, pinching a few pieces of candy into each of their palms. They were stunned for a moment and then put the candies into their mouths.

So sweet!

When the children nearby saw this, they immediately started screaming and crowded over, causing the adults to scold them and first order the girl to go home.

Shen Lingzhu shouted, "If you want the girl to leave, then you won't give the boy food."

The scene suddenly became quiet, and a little boy started crying, "Sister won't leave, Erwa wants to eat candy."

On this side, Shen Huai stood up and looked. Seeing that nothing was wrong and his eldest niece had already walked away quickly, he sat down again with a smile.

But Shen Xianzhu couldn't sit still, he ran to his sister's side.

Shen Lingzhu held up the paper bag and said, "Line them up, there's one for everyone."

Those who don't line up, make a scene, push others or curse at others will not be given any."

Unfortunately, the children who had never been trained were still making a fuss. Shen Miaozhu came over, snatched the candy wrapper and put it in Shen Xianzhu's hand: "Brother, say it again.

And call out the boy who caught the goose to help you form the team."

The result was obvious. The boy's words carried more weight, which made Shen Lingzhu a little angry: "It was clearly me who gave it to you as a gift."

Shen Miaozhu glanced at her calmly, "It's just a few pieces of candy, why are you making a fuss about it?"

"It's not the sugar that's the problem, it's the sweetness and bitterness in my heart."

"Can you change now?"

Shen Lingzhu was speechless. She pulled her youngest sister over and asked, "How old are you?"

The youngest sister said uncertainly, "Seven years old?"

"Huh? He looks like he's five years old. Do you usually cook and wash dishes?" Her question earned a roll of the eyes from her senior sister, who was still working in the fields.

Sure enough, the youngest sister said that she cooked, cleaned and did the laundry, while her brothers went fishing with grandpa, dad and uncles and worked in the fields.

Shen Miaozhu originally thought that her junior sister would be more balanced, but unexpectedly, she pulled the youngest sister aside and asked if the stove fire was easy to burn and if the blowpipe was easy to use.

The little sister naturally agreed, but sometimes when she blew air into the stove, the flames would burn her hair.

After saying that, he lifted up his forehead to let them see the roots of his hair that had been burnt while cooking in the morning.

When Shen Lingzhu asked her little sister if she would use something that could make the stove fire burn brightly without her blowing on it.

Shen Miaozhu knew what she was planning.

But the youngest sister didn't know, she only cared about one thing: "Do you need money or food? My dad helps others make a blowpipe and harvests a bowl of wheat."