Everyone Wants to Pamper the Peasant Girl

Day after day, children look different every day, time flies very fast.

The Mid-Autumn Festival is here in the blink of an eye.

Ever since she had teeth, she has had meat in every meal every day.

The kind that doesn't like meat.

Her teeth came out one after another, and in a blink of an eye there were already eight teeth, and she no longer needed to tear them apart, she could chew on her own.

Every day, I have a chicken leg in my left hand and a pig's trotter in my right hand. I am very happy to eat.

Of course, the process of teething is quite painful, the gums are sore and itchy, and there is a fever from time to time, which is quite torturous.

But the thought of eating meat better didn't hurt her at all.

Especially every few nephews are fed either with big chicken legs or a handful of snacks.

Little days are simply not too comfortable.

"Fubao, you can't eat meat all the time if you have some vegetables and fruits." Mrs. Fu put vegetables in her bowl, such as radish cubes, potato cubes, and a small piece of corn, but Fu Xing'er always ate meat.

She doesn't like to eat vegetables.

It's just that Mrs. Fu has nothing to do with her.

As a result of eating meat all the time, she got angry, which made her unable to poop.

On this day, the whole family sits in the courtyard and eats moon cakes to enjoy the full moon.

The children shuttled back and forth in the outside yard with lanterns in their hands, having fun.

She is the only one who is competing with the most primitive chemical fertilizer of human beings.

Fu Xing'er's little face was flushed, and Mrs. Fu hugged her to defecate in the dung bucket.

It made her teary and her chrysanthemum hurt.

It's uncomfortable to pull out the one who obviously has the intention of shit.

"You kid told you to eat more vegetables and don't always eat meat, but you just didn't listen."

I can't vent my anger.

Fu Xing'er blinked tears: Woohoo! I will have a balanced diet in the future.

Not being able to poop is almost killing her.

Fortunately, Mrs. Fu has an earthen recipe, and she got two pieces of sweet potatoes for her to eat, and the effect is not very good.

Had a successful bowel movement that night.

Much more comfortable.

Immediately revived with full blood.

The whole family sat in the yard, and the round moon hung in the sky, as big as a jade plate and as bright as day.

Drinking tea with moon cakes, chatting about everyone's careers this year and plans to build a house next year.

It's rare for everyone to have a free night.

Recently, the family has been rushing to work continuously, working outside during the day and returning home to work, wanting to make money, everyone is as excited as a chicken blood.

After taking a break suddenly, I am not used to it.

In just a few months, Fu Daxing has already graduated. In this respect, he is not only talented in craftsmanship but also particularly creative; as for Fu Erxing, he is particularly sensitive to accounts.

The two are diligent and eager to learn, and their eyes are all about work.

Wang Yuanwai was very satisfied with the two brothers.

The wages of the two are increasing every month.

From the first two taels to now, the brothers are five taels a month.

To top other people's hard-earned money for a year.

Very powerful.

Mrs. Fu listed the expenses and income of the family this year in the notebook, "Erxing, how much is our family's income this year? How much is the expenditure?"

On weekdays, she has this habit of keeping accounts. After all, the two sons have not yet separated, and each amount must be clearly defined, so that one or two will not be confused.

Fu Erxing is now an expert at calculating accounts, and he has already calculated the accounts clearly in a few strokes.

Income far outweighs expenses.

There is more than enough money to build a house in the coming year.

"Our family's life is becoming more and more hopeful." Fu's old lady looked relieved, and their family was worried about the festivals in the past.

Because the festival means spending money, especially when the two daughters-in-law go back to their natal homes, gifts are indispensable.

Basically, they are borrowed from others for the holidays. Not only do they not need to borrow this year, but they still have leftovers.

In just a few months, their family will be able to live a nourishing life.

"Yes. I didn't dare to think about it before." Fu Er Er sighed, bringing all this to the family because of her family Fubao.

Her eyes turned to Fu Bao who was sitting on the straw mat, and now her nephews were teasing her.

"Little sister, you crawl over here."

Fu Xing'er didn't need to sit in the rocking chair, she could sit by herself now without any assistance.

"Sister-in-law, here are your favorite snacks, hurry up and get them."

A lot of snacks were placed in front of her, tempting her to crawl over.

Fu Xing'er wants to eat but doesn't want to climb.

Can't climb either.

But she is lazy.

She crawled over and her knees hurt like hell, and she didn't want to move.

"It's weird, if Fubao can sit and grow teeth this month, why can't he crawl?"

If this child grows faster and learns faster than other children, the only one who crawls is that she has not been seen crawling until now.

At most, it moved a position.

Even a few steps will do.

Not mentioning it, I didn’t notice it yet, but when I mentioned Fubao, I also thought, “Yes, the village is a few days younger than Fubao and crawls like a loach. It seems that I have never seen Fubao crawling in my family.

Will our family Fubao have problems with legs and feet? "

Fu's second ruled out this possibility immediately, "How is it possible! Our Fubao has so much energy in jumping."

Even had to struggle to walk on the ground.

The corner of Fu Xing'er's mouth twitched while lying on the ground.

Forehead!

She is just lazy.

It's not that I can't climb!

Sure enough, as soon as she lay down, a few nephews brought her snacks without saying a word, and she turned over and sat up again.

Fu Xiaoma: "That's not true, sister-in-law is just lazy."

Being told his thoughts, Fu Xing'er laughed a few times.

Sure enough, children understand children, and this can be seen.

Fearing that they would be worried, Fu Xing'er simply crawled a few times, "Fu Bao crawled."

"I won't be guessed right by Xiao Ma, this girl is just lazy."

Sure enough, after climbing a few steps, Fu Xing'er lay down again.

The knees can't take it.

She simply took the moon cake and gnawed it into her mouth, Erlang's legs turned up.

"It must be." Mrs. Fu was speechless.

Fu Xing'er looked at the moon in the sky, the moon is so round!

It's not bad to feel like a happy family.

Enjoy such warmth.

the next morning.

Fu Daxing was going to take Jiang Xinghua and the two sons back to her natal home, and Mrs. Fu prepared a lot of things for them.

"Be careful all the way."

Fu Erxing was afraid that Fu Xiaoma would be bored at home alone, so he planned to take him for a stroll in the town.

Mid-Autumn Festival last night, the town must be very lively today.

"Mom, do you want to go with dad?"

Mrs. Fu shook her hand, "Don't, don't, just go."

Mrs. Fu sat on the straw mat, playing with Fu Xing'er, and Mrs. Fu took care of the housework.

"Mom, we're back."

Outside the door, Fu Dacai, who hadn't seen him for a long time, came with his family, carrying something in his hand.

He said before that he would come back to live, but Fang Dading got emotional again and said he didn't want to go back to the country, and even threatened him with death.

After several months in the town, they couldn't take it anymore, and they had to move back.

The money given by Fu's second child was almost spent, and Fu Dacai injured his head and caused dizziness, so he couldn't do heavy work.

No income at all.

If he didn't go back to the countryside, he was afraid that he would be kicked out.

Seeing them, Mrs. Fu became angry. The second child was so enthusiastic that he almost lost his life to repair the old house for them.

After it was done, they said they would not move here for the time being.

This is not a waste of thought.