An eight-year-old kid emptied his scumbag father's warehouse and followed his grandparents into

The weather on the second day of the Lunar New Year was strange. It felt very hot and stuffy as soon as I woke up. Jing Chunxi came back from a run, sweating all over her head and body. She kept saying, "It's so hot, it feels like the height of summer."

When she went out for a run, she was only wearing a single layer of clothing. It was the spring outfit that her aunt had just made for her with new cloth. The tight-fitting pink and green riding outfit made her look pink and tender. But after running a lap, her back and armpits were soaked, and her face was red as if it were roasted by fire.

"Frosting, help me see if there are any summer clothes in the closet. It's so hot."

Frost brought in a bucket of hot water, sweating profusely. She wished she could rush out and take a cold shower. She was wearing only a single layer of clothing today, and she had rolled up her trouser legs and sleeves, but she still felt very hot.

Finally, Dalang and the others came back. Dalang was still wearing shorts, but his whole body was dripping with water. Silang was jumping around and complaining that it was too hot, and urged Sanlang to go swimming with him at the beach.

Shi Lang: "Xiao Feng and the others said that sometimes the New Year here is like summer, and it might stay hot forever. They told us to get our summer gear ready quickly, otherwise we'll suffer if we delay any longer."

Lin also crossed her arms, but still felt hot. Looking at the new spring clothes she had just changed into yesterday, she said a little depressedly, "Then our spring clothes are wasted. We only wore them for one day!"

Her words made the concubines laugh.

The old aunt scolded her: "If you can't wear it in spring, there's still autumn. If you can't wear it this year, you'll have to wear it next year."

Lin still felt uncomfortable and argued, "How can it be the same? This is the first time I've worn such nice clothes after being married twice." As she spoke, her eyes became red.

The other aunts laughed again, and the old aunt said, "It seems that everyone will have to work harder these days. Everyone must at least buy two sets of summer clothes first."

When Silang heard that he had new clothes to wear, he was happy again: "Auntie, let's go with ours first. Ours are short and don't waste fabric, and they're quick to make. Otherwise, I won't be able to run tomorrow."

Sanlang, Silang, Heizi and others all agreed, and they almost went up to pull the old lady's hand and beg her, making everyone forget about the heat and just focus on watching the fun.

Xiaotuanzi and Qiaoqiao also wanted to wear new clothes, and they also started to talk about it. They first asked Aunt Zhao, but when she didn't agree immediately, they went to pull the old aunt's clothes, saying, "We want new clothes, we want new clothes."

But looking at the beautiful spring clothes they had only started wearing on New Year's Day, they suddenly felt a little sad. Little Tuanzi was even more heartbroken: "The dress my aunt made for her was so beautiful, and she only wore it on the second day!" She had originally told her aunt that she would wear it until the Lantern Festival.

As she thought about it, the little girl pouted, which made Qiaoqiao want to cry but couldn't, and she was also scared. Her mother told her that crying was not allowed during the New Year, and hurriedly hugged and comforted her, which made the group laugh again.

Finally, Aunt Zhao coaxed her by saying, "Summer clothes can also be made into beautiful little skirts for little Tuanzi." Qiaoqiao knew that her own clothes would definitely be needed, and she also smiled. It was too hot, so she didn't dare to hug her anymore, and she coaxed little Tuanzi until she was sweating.

After breakfast, Erlang went to the old village chief's house to pay New Year's greetings, and then began to review his homework with Li Ziwen.

The two agreed to review their lessons together until the Lantern Festival, and after the fifteenth day, Li Ziwen's academy also started classes.

On the morning of New Year's Eve, the village chief came to discuss with Jing Changning and asked him to come over every two days to give them two hours of guidance. Jing Changning agreed very readily and also said that he would discuss the spring plowing matters with him by the way.

For this purpose, Zhuang packed up a lot of candies and melon seeds for Erlang to take.

People who know how to study are like this. They forget about mealtimes while studying, and it is not uncommon for them to have lunch or dinner at other people's houses. Although it is not easy to invite Mr. Jing Changning, they don't want to take advantage of others in their current situation, not to mention that the man is the village chief.

If Li Ziwen is a talented person, and if they still have a chance to succeed, they may be a help. Besides, they are not the kind of people who care about such petty favors and small profits. At worst, they can share good things together.

Erlang came back at noon.

He said that he couldn't review his lessons today because Li Ziwen's aunt, uncle, and eldest sister who had just gotten married had all returned. It was impossible for Li Ziwen to stay in the study all the time. If Erlang didn't leave, it would be suspected that he was eating for free, so he came back tactfully.

Jing Yongcheng started to make announcements last night. Since the wives could not go back to their parents' homes, they should have a good rest today. All meals on the second day of the New Year would be prepared by the men. They would not even have to wash the dishes. He really praised the women to the skies and they were all very happy.

The three sisters-in-law accompanied the old lady to play leaf cards. It was said that these leaf cards were discovered by Zhuang when she went to the house in the county town last time, after she searched the things in the house carefully again.

This thing doesn't exist in Lingnan. People here like to play a game called Majiang, which also requires four people to play together.

Jing Yongcheng assigned his son and four grandsons to cook together, telling them to be more filial to their mother. The painting was already done, so naturally the five of them were willing to do it. Lin and Nanny Wang were worried that they would burn down the kitchen, so they hurried over to help.

Jing Yongcheng took Xiaobei, who had nothing to do, and two guards to the backyard, wanting to make a plan for the vacant land behind the garden, which had to be used after the spring plowing.

Several people did have some ideas, but they all said they didn't want to invest too much money here.

One of the guards said, "I think we should fence off the entire field and build a larger back gate. From now on, the horses and mules will have to go to the back. Then we should level the field so that children who want to come and learn martial arts can go through the back gate. We won't have to move the field early in the morning just to hear their footsteps."

Jing Yongcheng thought about it and said, "Why don't we build two corner rooms at the back door, and you can guard them one in front and one in the back.

And Xiaobei, we'll build you two rooms at the back, so your family of three can live in a more spacious and less noisy place."

The two guards didn't have any objections. After all, they were living in the Third Courtyard, only a few dozen steps away from here. It didn't matter whether they were a little noisy or quiet since they were alone.

But Xiaobei started to jump up and down when he heard this: "General, if you can persuade Lin, you can go ahead. Anyway, I will never dare to mess with her again." He said this as if he was a henpecked person.

"She said she liked the hustle and bustle and living close to her aunts, so they could chat and sew together.

Qiaoqiao is even more unwilling. She now lives in the same room with the young lady for half a day. She will definitely not be used to living in the backyard. Even the young lady will definitely not be happy. The old general must be prepared for the little dumpling to come to the backyard in the middle of the night.

Jing Yongcheng laughed: "Then Qiaoqiao will definitely have to live separately in two years. Don't you want to leave a descendant for yourself?"

Xiao Bei blushed and pointed his finger at the two guards: "I'm very content now. Old General, please don't use my family as an excuse. But we can build a few more houses. They'll definitely have a family someday."

The two guards, who were only eighteen or nineteen years old, blushed with embarrassment and couldn't say a word in front of the old general for a long time.