"My dad is Zhang Manzhu."

Zhang Yanjun smiled. This kid is indeed a ghost. He always says his nickname if he signs up. If he is an outsider, he really doesn't know.

"Are you Manzhu's son? Who are you?"

"Second. Do you know my dad?"

"Is your dad at home?"

"You want to be gha?"

"Why are you so careless? Your dad is not like this either."

"I can't look like my mom?" Hahahahahaha

"Manzhuzi, yes, it's my uncle." The little girl struggled to peel the candy paper and interrupted quietly.

"Don't talk, know what they do?" Tao boy reached out and took the candy in Yadan's hand to help her peel it, and gave her a lesson.

"They are not bad silver."

"Can you tell?"

Zhang Yanjun reached out and slapped the boy Tao on the head: "That's what you said in person?"

"Who?" A strong man walked over with great strides, and could listen with a loud voice.

The valley farm is by the river, and this is the team of the past. There is no one else, and they are all on the half slope across the river, extending the river channel.

Zhang Yanjun looked at the other party: "Yanliang?"

"Ah? Who? Damn, Master? Why are you back? Is this Erming? Is this your third brother? I have never seen him." Zhang Yanliang smiled in surprise and quickly accelerated his pace.

"Why are you back together? Come to see my fourth uncle and the others? It's a cold day, hurry up and go into the house? Go to my place to sit for a while."

Zhang Yanjun's uncle is the fourth brother among the clan brothers, and the other children are called the fourth uncle and fourth uncle.

The old Zhang family in this village is all the ancestors. They have been divided into more than ten branches in this generation. They are relatives, but they are not that close. They are the relatives of the branch, and the others are called by others.

Zhang Yanliang's father and Zhang Yanjun's father are the same grandfather, not far away. They fought together all day when they were young, so they had to get closer.

The relationship between rural families is really not very dependent on whether they are relatives, but whether they are close to each other. It is easier to grow up together since childhood. It is not that relatives are better than relatives. If they are relatives themselves, they will be a family.

Not all children in rural areas have nicknames, and some people call big names as nicknames, which is Zhang Yanliang.

His family is also three brothers, and his eldest brother has a nickname, Zhang Manzhu.

Zhang Yanliang's house was right by the river, close to this side. When he heard a group of children shouting that if there was a car, he would come over and take a look.

"Dad." The little girl shouted: "Candy, how sweet is it?"

"Uncle San, where are they our relatives?" asked the Tao boy.

"That's not a relative, you are the same great-grandfather as me and your father. Your name is...Master, who is the eldest, you or my elder brother?"

"Manzhu is big, two years older than me. The second brother is older than your second brother, and the third brother is one year younger than you."

"Then we call them uncle, Xiaoying, you call them uncle, second uncle, this is the third uncle. It's not easy for us to call each other, so there is no order."

Young people don’t talk much about this, and there is no ranking of clan brothers. Unlike in the past, they were all called by genealogy, but now they have no genealogy.

"Just scream, just be fine. Let's go and see my uncle."

"At home, I saw him coming out to wander around just now." Zhang Yanliang accompanied several people to the village: "How many days can I stay when I come back?"

"No, I just come back to visit the grave and see my uncle and the others. I will go back in the afternoon. I have something to do."

"Are you going up the mountain? The snow nest is deep there? Xiaowei and I have just cleared it up."

"Well, I think the great master and his grave have just been swept over. You are closer, so it's harder."

"That shouldn't be my ancestor."

In the countryside, the ancestral tomb is a symbol. If the ancestral tomb is there, the family will not be dispersed, and the people in the city no longer pay attention to these things.

Now that people in the city die, they don’t know where to bury them. The property rights of the cemetery are also dependent on the property rights. For twenty years, I don’t know if those who have no children have to come back and renew the fees themselves.

This matter seems a bit difficult to deal with, and I don’t know if the two sides are open to traffic, and whether the banks on both sides are engaged in UnionPay or something.

"What are you doing now?"

"Just farming, Mao Dong will go to the county and city to do odd jobs. This is the Chinese New Year, and he is all back."

"Didn't you think about going into the city? Go to the city."

"I can't go. I have so many land at home, and I have a household registration or something. Besides, where do I get the money? What's the city worth? It's great. I can scratch the price of 10,000 yuan in winter, which is much better than in the past."

Although the countryside is closed and has low income, the expenses are also small. There are land and outputs at home, so it is enough for the family to eat. Everyone has their own way of living.

Not everyone can adapt to the lifestyle in the city.

When he arrived at Zhang Yanjun's uncle's house, Zhang Yanliang opened the fence door and took everyone into the yard.

"Uncle Four? Uncle Four."

"Where is in the house, it's called soul?"

"Look at who is coming."

"Who?" The old man pushed open the door and looked out: "Oh my god, Dajun? Erming? Xiao... Xiaohui? Oh my god, why are you back? Come into the house quickly, is it cold? These days it has become cold. Enter the house."

The brothers asked someone and followed him into the house. Zhang Yanliang didn't leave either, and his Yadan'er and Manzhu's Tao boy also followed him in.

"Fourth Master, they gave us some candy, and they gave us better. Everyone on the ice edge."

"Eat less sugar, and your teeth will fall off after eating too much."

"I can't, my teeth have fallen out."

The old man went to get the heater and rice bowl. There were no water cups in the countryside, all of them were served.

"I'll eat here at noon, and I'll call your aunt back to make a meal."

"Where has the aunt gone?"

"I'm playing small cards at the fourth family. I'm calling all the third and fourth families over, so I can save you from leaving one by one and holding the children."

The old man turned around and walked out: "Yanliang's family is here to eat too. If you catch up, don't leave. Let's talk with each other."

"Then don't call me dad?" Manzhu's son fought for benefits for his father.

"I'll shout, don't you have long legs?"

"Then I'll go back and call me, will I get the Fourth Master?"

"Do it, come on."

The old man walked out of the yard all the way. Uncle Fourth's home was behind, with a hundred or ten meters between them.

Tang Jing put Zhang Xiaole on the kang and opened the package and put the villain out. He spitted his urine and sat on the tip of the kang and fed it sideways. The woman became a mother, and each of them was great.

The little girl from Zhang Yanliang's family came over to see it curiously, and she was still greedy, which made everyone amused.

The Tao boy already knows that there is a difference between men and women, so he probably wants to see it, but I’m sorry.

The kang in the house was hot and the temperature was not low. Several people took off their coats and put them on the kang piano, and took a small bowl of water to chat.

Although the old houses in the countryside look dilapidated, they are quite warm and better than those in the city.

"If you want to do something in the city or county, just say a word. I will help you if you can. Don't be polite to me."

Zhang Yanjun gave Zhang Yanliang a business card: "It's all my friends, don't think too much, just live a good life."

"Go to the province to find me, I'm working in the province." Zhang Yanhui sat on the edge of the kang with his hands on his back.

"Then what should I say?" Zhang Yanming looked at his brother and brother, and let them finish all the good people.

"I'll find you to travel. If you want to see me wherever you want, please contact my second brother. He will arrange it." Zhang Yanhui smiled and touched Zhang Yanming.

"Is this from the third family?" Zhang Yanliang pointed at Tang Jing. He didn't know any of them and had never seen them. When Zhang Yanhui got married, they were all older generations.

"This is my wife, my youngest son. My eldest son is a girl. I went to elementary school with my second child. The third child is one year older than me, and I am in Ruer. This is the third daughter-in-law, named Wang Jiahui, this is from the second child, Sun Hongye, and this is called Tang Jing."
Chapter completed!