In just a cup of tea, a few people had dinner ready.

Everyone ate delicious food, and the souls that had felt empty due to hunger for a long time were suddenly filled.

The few people who had eaten couldn't make any rational sense, but some fantasies about a beautiful life arose in their hearts.

Including Chen Dongyue, she felt that this meal also had protein and vegetables. Apart from missing some staple food, everything else was pretty good.

After dinner, Chen Dongyue practiced two sets of boxing with great interest because she did not need her help in washing dishes and washing pots.

Although Song Yang was still a little wary of his sister-in-law, he was really good at punching her.

After finishing her boxing practice, Chen Dongyue asked for a bucket of hot water and said she was going back to her room to wash herself and go to bed.

But several people in the yard were still in a trance at this time.

"No...when did my sister-in-law learn kung fu? Why didn't I know about it before?" Song Yun asked in a low voice.

Song Yang frowned and thought for a while, "I suspect that she has always known it, but we just didn't notice it. I saw her boxing when I got up last night."

"It's amazing..." Xiaomi looked admiring, "I want to learn this too."

"Every girl should learn boxing. When you have money in the future, I will send you to school to learn how to read. We don't want to learn how to fight and kill." Song Yang said, rubbing Xiaomi's head.

But Xiaomi was a little dissatisfied, "Uncle, what you said makes no sense. To learn boxing, you don't necessarily have to fight and kill. I just practiced protecting my breasts. Can't I keep fit?"

Besides, uncle, if you are rich, go and study for a few years by yourself. I am still young and can afford to delay, but you are not young anymore, so don’t delay your studies any more.

Haven't you heard the elders in the family say, you can't do literature or martial arts... What will you do if you get a wife in the future? Please be more careful. "

After saying that, Xiaomi didn't even look at her uncle's cracked face. She turned around and took Song Dezhu, who was willing to be led by her. One person and one cow, they wandered towards the backyard.

.......

There used to be a livestock shed in the backyard of the Song family. Song Haopo had raised some chickens and ducks in the past, but when there was a flood in summer, all the chickens and ducks died, and half of the livestock shed was washed away.

It's too late to repair today, so Song Dezhu has to sit in the chicken shed today and feel aggrieved.

Fortunately, Song Dezhu had a good temper. He didn't mind when he walked up to the chicken shed. He walked in unsteadily. After entering the chicken shed, Song Dezhu even licked the bamboo pole supporting the chicken shed. Xiaomi thought he must like it very much. New home.

........

In the front yard, Song Haopo listened to what Xiaomi said and also reminded Song Yang, "Your sister-in-law has finally changed her temper now. You don't want her to tell the truth about everything. Don't make her angry then." , I’ll beat you again.”

"I'm not afraid of her. When did she beat me before and I begged for mercy?" Song Yang turned away, seemingly unconvinced.

"So you deserve to be beaten the most," Song Yun handed a basin of water to her second brother, "Mom is right, now that my sister-in-law has finally recovered, second brother, please don't be so stubborn.

And what Xiaomi said is right. You are already thirteen. Tomorrow, your sister-in-law says that you will go to the county seat, so you should also inquire about the school...Second brother! I'm talking to you, why are you leaving? ! "

Song Yang, who was carrying the basin, walked faster and faster, spilling more than half of the water in the basin, which made Xiaomi, who had returned from tying up the cows, shrug his shoulders and spread his hands at his sister-in-law and grandma, "Look, my uncle is like that~"

.............

After entering the house, Chen Dongyue could still hear the noise outside.

But she is still the same, completely uninterested in what others say behind their backs.

She was very irritable at the moment, using the brush stick to dip the last bit of ink left at the bottom of the bowl, writing 'letter' on a tattered rag.

If the sparse language composed of words that are worse than a dog crawling, crawling like slugs, can be called a letter.

I saw on the torn rag it was written:

Need paper and pen to write a suicide note. Sister loses fat, you watch the offer.

"Oh, what a shame!"

Chen Dongyue, who finally finished writing two lines of words, swore to heaven and earth that if she didn't buy some paper, ink, pen and inkstone tomorrow, she would not be a human being.

Afterwards, Chen Dongyue hurriedly lit three incense sticks. She held the incense in her left hand and pinched the tattered rag with writing on it in her right hand. She closed her eyes and once again saw space in her consciousness.

Let me in~

Chen Dongyue muttered silently in her heart, and then waited for the tattered rag in her hand to enter the space.

But she waited for two or three minutes, but the space was still empty.

Ok? !

What's going on? ! Is the posture wrong?

Chen Dongyue, who was a little panicked, quickly changed the incense and rag in her hand, closed her eyes again, and said silently in her heart: Come in, come in for me! !

Unfortunately...the space is still empty.

The rag didn't go in.

Eh? ! Is the tone wrong? !

Chen Dongyue was in her mind again this time, whispering: Please, come in?

There is still nothing in the space.

Then, she stood up again, but it didn't work; squatted down, but it didn't work; lying down, it didn't work; standing on her head... still didn't work! ! !

It's over, it's over.

Is this space broken? !

Chen Dongyue suddenly felt ashen.

Destroy it, she doesn't want this life.

Whoever loves to live, live.

Just when Chen Dongyue was about to pinch the incense sticks and lay on the bed to lay them out, she heard a "boom" in the distance.

Then, anxious inquiries and the sound of doors opening and closing rang out in the courtyard.

What happened again?

Chen Dongyue, who just wanted to lie down, had to get up from the bed again. She had no choice but to say that she was so curious!

When she hurriedly put on her shoes and ran to the yard, except for Xiaomi, who couldn't wake up from her sleep, the others were already in the yard.

In the middle of the yard stood Song Dezhu, who should have been staying in the chicken shed in the backyard.

And Song Dezhu's big mouth was still squirming from side to side at this time, and he didn't know what he was eating.

Chen Dongyue, who was dragging her old cloth shoes, walked up to Song Dezhu in disbelief, blinked her eyes a few times, and muttered: "Why is this... so bald?! Where is the other horn? Who gave it to me?" Is it folded?”

After saying that, she looked at the other people in the yard with confusion.

"It's not me," Song Yun quickly waved her hands, "I don't have that much energy."

"... No one can be so energetic! The sound just now came from the backyard. Let's take a look." After Song Yang finished speaking, he raised his legs and ran towards the back of the house.

When the other people thought about what happened just now, they wondered if the chicken shed had collapsed? So he followed Song Yang and walked back.

But after walking only a few steps, Chen Dongyue came back again, holding Song Dezhu's hand who was still chewing something, and then followed a few people to the backyard.

This guy looked frighteningly hungry, Chen Dongyue thought, this thing wouldn't let her chew the door in a while.

When Chen Dongyue led Song Dezhu to the backyard, she saw that the half-drawn chicken shed in the backyard had collapsed.

Song Yang, who was holding Song Dezhu's other horn, frowned when he saw Chen Dongyue coming and said, "This cow is really good. It gnaws everything. It gnawed all the straw ropes used to fix the chicken shed, and the chicken shed naturally collapsed." .

It's better now, the chicken shed is gone, and the horns of the cow have fallen off... This...whose cow doesn't have horns?

When buying a cow, we have to choose a good one. Why did we just buy one like this? "

Chen Dongyue's backhand hit Song Dezhu on the head with a big force.

"Is there any good person in your old Song family? Why are you so arrogant?

If you don't take good care of your bad mouth, next time I will really slap you with a big mouth. "

Song Dezhu: Are you talking about me? ! What kind of beating am I receiving?

Song Yang, who was holding a horn, couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth twice, opened his mouth, looked at his sister-in-law's hand like a cattail leaf fan, and finally did not dare to say anything to refute.

Song Haopo, who was wearing a blouse but still shivering, said that the chicken shed was not strong to begin with. If it collapsed, it would collapse. It was just a matter of building another one another day. It was not a big deal.

Song Yun pushed her second brother and told him to go to bed quickly. He had to go out tomorrow morning.

Chen Dongyue smiled and said nothing. She looked at the backyard and saw that there was really no place to tie the cow, so she led the cow around to the front yard, and then brought a big stone used by Song Haopo to press pickles to tie the cow.

Song Dezhu deserves a big empty yard.

If this broken cow can chew up these thirty or forty pounds of rocks today, then it will be considered a ruthless character. Chen Dongyue will call it big brother tomorrow.

This time she finally understood why Song Badi used an iron chain to fasten the cow! ! Because the other ropes will probably be chewed by this broken cow.

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