When Yang Huazhong came over, these two ideas were swirling in his mind, and Sun helped come up with these two ideas.

"I can't think of anything at this moment," he said truthfully.

Wang Shuanzi smiled gratefully: "Third brother, we are not in a hurry, so let's wait."

"Yeah!" Yang Huazhong nodded.

He glanced at Dabai again. Dabai was so full that he was eating very slowly. Even so, he didn't even think about adding a poached egg to the bowl of the elders at home.

Yang Huazhong shook his head secretly, put the straw hat back on his head and stood up: "Then I'll go to the ground first, and we'll talk later."

Wang Hongquan said: "That's fine, you can go and do your work!"

Wang Shuanzi stood up and watched, and Yang Huamei followed Yang Huazhong: "Third brother, I will take you out of the hospital."

I had something to say to him alone, and Yang Huazhong did not refuse.

When they arrived at the gate of the yard, Yang Huamei whispered to Yang Huazhong: "Third brother, Dabai is literate, can you arrange some more elegant errands for him?"

"What kind of errand is elegant? Let me tell you." Yang Huazhong asked.

Yang Huamei thought for a moment and smiled a little sheepishly.

"Let him follow Yongjin, or follow Fifth Brother and learn to manage a restaurant. He is literate, and doesn't he need help for accounting and other tasks? He is also a member of his own family, and he knows everything..."

Yang Huazhong looked at Yang Huamei and said, "Mei'er, I told you this matter yesterday. It's not my responsibility. You have to go find Qing'er."

Yang Huamei smiled awkwardly, rubbing her hands on the apron around her waist, "Third brother, if you ask me to go talk to Qing'er about family matters, I won't panic, but if you ask me to go talk to her about business and ask for errands, I won't.

Feeling confident..."

"Meier, you are wrong. Qing'er hires people based on their abilities. Even if they are strangers, as long as you are capable and sincere enough, she will not give you a chance. Go ahead and give it a try!"

After saying these words, Yang Huazhong picked up his hoe and strode away.

Yang Huamei was left standing at the entrance of the courtyard, her face full of confusion.

After breakfast, Wang Hongquan had to go to work in the fields as usual, and Wang Shuanzi had to go to the school on the mountainside to work.

Wang Shuanzi's job was very simple. He was to guard the door of the school. When students came to study, he would open the door and let people in. He would lock the door during class.

During class, if a parent comes to look for him, he will be responsible for delivering a message.

When school was over in the evening, he checked each classroom to see if there were any missing students, and then locked the door after confirming that there were no mistakes.

He is not the only one who lives in the school, there are two other gentlemen who teach, and their monthly income comes from the Luo family.

"Dabai, you and your father will go to the fields later. I have to take your father back to school. When I get home, I will boil hot water and take it to the fields for you."

Yang Huamei and Wang Shuanzi made an explanation before going out, and Dabai listened absently.

When Yang Huamei and Wang Shuanzi left the house, Dabai held his stomach and said to Wang Hongquan: "Sir, I have a stomachache. You go to the fields first. I will go find you after I finish defecation."

Wang Hongquan glanced at Dabai's belly and was a little worried: "What's going on with my belly? Is it frozen? Do you want to call the doctor to take a look?"

Dabai waved his hand and said, "I just have a bad stomach. I'll just go and have a bowel movement and it'll be fine."

"If you have a bad stomach, don't go out in the morning and rest at home."

"Sir, what are you talking about? Your grandson must go and help you with your work. If I don't say any more, I'm going to shit my pants." Dabai ran away, covering his stomach.

Wang Hongquan looked at his grandson's back, smiled and shook his head, this brat...

It's the end of May in the lunar calendar now, and the early rice has already been filled. In a few days, the early rice will mature.

The weather has been getting hotter and hotter these days, without a drop of rain. The water in the rice fields is more important than human life.

Fortunately, the large reservoir near Zhengjia Village was dug deeper during the flood fight more than ten years ago. Now during the drought, the reservoir has been opened, and the fields along this line can be irrigated.

Therefore, Wang Hongquan would go to the rice fields every day, carrying a hoe and a wooden bucket, to dredge the ditches and try to let the water flow into his own fields for a while.

Wang Hongquan went to the fields to see the water. Dabai squatted in the toilet for a while. After coming out, he went to the kitchen to scoop out a basin of water and took a shower in the yard. He didn't bother to put on his upper body, so he just pulled off a pair of pants and wore them into the main room.

As soon as I got on the cool bed, I fell asleep.

Yang Huamei came back from the mountain. When she entered the door, she saw such a big son sleeping on the cool bed with his head tilted to one side and drooling.

Yang Huamei thought of her previous encounters with Ping'er, Huahua, and Bingbing in the mountains.

Ping'er and Huahua went to the mountains early in the morning to collect pine wool, and Bingbing went to pick it up. Hundreds of kilograms of firewood were piled on a wooden cart. Bingbing pulled it in front, and the two women pushed it in the back. Just looking at the scene made me laugh.

People are pleased.

Look at this one at home...

Yang Huamei couldn't hold back and stepped forward and slapped Bingbing on the arm.

"The sky is clear and the sun is shining brightly. People are starting to work outside. If you are still sleeping at home, get up!"

Dabai rubbed his eyes and sat up. When he saw Yang Huamei in front of him, who was covered in sweat, he stretched.

"Mom, I'm hungry..."

"You bastard, you fall asleep after eating and eat again when you wake up. You were a pig in your last life, weren't you?"

Dabai chuckled: "How can a pig be as considerate as me? I am your eldest son, and I will provide for you in the future."

Yang Huamei spat: "I'd rather you were a pig. I can get some money by raising a pig, but I'll risk my life raising you!"

Dabai curled his lips: "I just slept a little longer, mother, why don't you like me so much? If it were Xiaohei, you wouldn't know how to pamper me!"

Yang Huamei could only curse a few times and was about to go to the kitchen to heat hot water. When she heard Dabai's words, she turned around.

"What's wrong with Xiao Hei? Xiao Hei is studying hard in school. It's really shameful for you to talk to your brother after saying a few words to you!"

Dabai sneered, "Come on, he's still studying hard like that? He just wants to fool you people who don't understand."

"What are you talking about, brat? What's wrong with Xiao Hei?"

Seeing Yang Huamei's face become serious and looking like she wanted to get to the bottom of it, Dabai immediately waved his hands and changed his words: "No, no, no, I didn't say anything. I will go to the fields to help my father..."

After putting on his shoes and going to the ground, he found a jacket and put it on, then grabbed a straw hat and put it on, before Dabai quickly left the house.

Yang Huamei shook her head, feeling helpless. She has to worry about her son now that he is older!

Yang Huamei boiled hot water and sent it to the fields. The fields of Lao Wang's family were close to those of Zhou Sheng's family.

When she brought tea, Wang Hongquan and Zhou Sheng were squatting on the field dam, smoking cigarettes, and chatting about the growth of the rice during the break.

Dabai was lying on the grass behind Wang Hong with his legs crossed, his arms behind his head, and his straw hat covering his face, and he was sleeping soundly.

In the rice field of Zhou Sheng's family, Bingbing was leaning over the rice field pulling weeds.
Chapter completed!