"It's better to keep it. You'll ask your mother to find a piece of red cloth for you to wrap it!" Fang Donghua instructed that the color of red is not only a festive one, but also has the meaning of warding off evil spirits in the village.

After following the customs in the countryside, Fang Dajun immediately went to ask his mother for a piece of red cloth, which was dyed red with linen cloth and was not worth it. The villagers usually use it to make clothes for their children at home.

After wrapping the small black pieces, I put them on the cabinet in the room and preparing to wash my hands and have dinner. The meals at home in the countryside are usually very late, but today it was early.

The men in the countryside are absolutely happy. Not to mention doing housework, they don’t have to help them even if the broom is poured. He is the second male lead in the family and the future head of the family. He doesn’t have wine or drinks, but just talks with his father.

Although my father was not good at speaking, he was still quite talkative with him. The bowls and chopsticks were already arranged, but Fang Dajun didn't have the appetite of chopsticks when facing a plate of sour radish.

After thinking about it, he said carefully: "Old man, I think it is time for all four and five girls to study." At this time, the two girls were helping in the kitchen, so Fang Dajun had no scruples when he spoke.

"Oh, you are really much more sensible. It's not that the old man is reluctant to spend money to send his fourth sister to study. You think, after two years, you will have to think about finding a wife for you. At that time, you will have to spend money inside and outside. Although you are the only son in our family, if the fourth and fifth sisters are studying, and if you have a son in the future, you will not be able to afford three people studying..." Fang Donghua said helplessly.

Fang Dajun then figured out the whole story. Let's put it this way, before the second sister got married, she had to hand over all the wages she earned to her parents. After she got married, she had to send things to her house during the holidays, otherwise she would be unfilial. This was like when he was the only son who took advantage of his parents' property. But on the other hand, as a man, even after marriage, he had to bear the unmarried younger brothers and sisters. Unless his family was full of daughters, he had to bear the responsibility of his son-in-law. This is the custom of the village.

For example, if he wanted to take Li Yulan, he would have some burdens on his younger brother and sister, because Li Yulan is the eldest daughter, and although she has a younger brother, she is too young.

But he is almost adult now and it is impossible for his brother-in-law to bear his affairs. In this way, his father is actually considering him and not allowing him to increase the burden on his future family, or in other words, his parents want to spend all the money he earns on him.

After learning about the situation, he could only shout for his second sister and two sisters that it was unfair. His parents were so partial, but he was the person involved. Can he still let his parents not continue to love him? This feeling of being extremely pampered by his parents is very pleasant!

But he still had something to say: "Old man, I think it's better to let my two sisters go to school. It costs up to eight yuan per semester, and only sixteen yuan a year. They can earn work points after school, without delay. When I recover from my illness, I will learn skills and will definitely earn more money in the future."

"What do you really think?" Fang Donghua asked seriously.

"Of course, they are my sister. Read more books so that they will avoid suffering losses in the future when they are in the in-laws' house." Fang Dajun said seriously.

The father smiled, and rarely smiled so happily. "Baby, the old man is happy. You are a filial child and can love your sister. When your parents grow old, you will have a lot of things."

Fang Dajun quickly said, "Old man, don't worry. When I earn a lot of money, I will let you enjoy your happiness and build your buildings."

"Okay, the old man is happy!" Fang Donghua wiped his tears as he said. In the countryside, whether it is parents or children, they are actually not good at expressing family affection. Fang Dajun said only psychological words at this time, but it sounds extremely happy to Fang Donghua. Being a parent is nothing more than trying to see the harmony and filial piety of his children. This is the most fundamental thing.

"Old man, don't cry, how old he is!" Fang Dajun said happily.

This was a bit beyond the limit, but Fang Donghua was even happier when he heard it. If the relationship between the father and son was not in place, his son could not say such things. He was a little inconsistent with his elder brother. He had been competing with who is more capable since he was a child. He had won in this regard and could get a job every day. However, in terms of giving birth, the eldest son was shot three times in a row, and he had three sons with a handle. He gave birth to two daughters in a row, which made him unable to raise his head when he saw the eldest son. It was not until after the military baby was born that he saved his face and spoke louder outside.

The older generation's idea of ​​favoring boys over girls is simply unresolved by outsiders!

At this time, my second sister served the dishes. A large pot of chicken stewed with yellow flower roots. Yellow flower is a wild plant and a specialty in Sichuan. The blooming flowers can also be stewed after drying them. The taste is very good. The yellow flower dried in the city in later generations can be sold for dozens of yuan per pound. However, yellow flower is currently growing in the mountains and is not specially cultivated, which makes it too difficult to pick flowers, so the villagers had to dig out the yellow flower roots to stew. The little fingers are bigger and the taste is also good. Traditional Chinese medicine says this is a tonic, and the stewed chicken meat is very nutritious.

Looking at the chicken soup, Fang Dajun's appetite was shocked instantly, but when he saw his second sister's expectant eyes, he had to suppress his appetite. When the second sister left, he carefully said, "Old man, I have something I want to discuss with you."

"What's the matter!" Fang Donghua said, and stirred it in the basin with chopsticks a few times, picked out the big chicken legs, and then grabbed it into his son's bowl.

In the past, it was the same when killing chickens. Only one big chicken leg was left without cutting it into pieces and letting him eat it alone, but that was before. How could he eat it alone at this time?

Fang Dajun immediately shouted: "Fourth sister and fifth sister, come here to have dinner."

"Brother, we are here!" Soon the two girls ran into the house with their noses and climbed up to the high bench. The two girls had long been slandering and kept spinning around the pot, but they couldn't get a single bite of soup.

Children at this time are very easy to support. Children over two years old know that they climb to the table and eat with chopsticks, just because there are too many brothers and sisters, and their parents can't take care of them at all.

"Come on, you guys split the chicken legs. I don't have a good appetite!" Fang Dajun said and picked the chicken legs into the bowl of Wumei. Although he was poor at this time, there were still some bowls and chopsticks for eating at home. Because the commune brigade would burn bricks and tiles, he could naturally cook thick bowls.

As a result, the fifth sister looked at the old man, Fang Donghua nodded. The little girl grabbed the chicken leg and bit it a small bit, and handed it to the fourth sister. The fourth sister also took a small bite and handed it back to the fifth sister. The two girls licked their mouths and ate happily one by one.

Fang Dajun looked at him happily, really happy. Before he traveled through time, he had no brothers and sisters. Now he could take care of his sister, and immediately felt an indescribable sense of happiness.

When I came to my senses, I saw that there was a piece of meat in the bowl, and there was a round bone in the middle of the meat. This was clearly the shape of the chicken legs after being cut into pieces. My father had actually selected the cut chicken legs from the basin.

"Son, eat quickly. You are still sick. Eat more to keep your health well." Fang Donghua said dotingly.

Fang Dajun nodded vigorously and put the chicken nuggets into his mouth. It smelled fragrant, very fragrant. This was the most fragrant meat he had ever eaten in his two lives, no doubt about it.

"Old man, you can eat too. There is so much chicken, I can't finish it." Fang Dajun said vaguely, wrapping his mouth.

But seeing that his father picked up the chicken head, he held it in both hands and ate it very seriously and slowly, and he had not finished eating it until the dishes were served. Fang Dajun saw it and could only swear silently that sooner or later, his family would have endless chicken every day.

After such interruptions, I forgot about my second sister's schooling. So, I have to eat first, and when I have enough, I am looking for an opportunity to explain to my father.

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