Man Bao ate every last grain of rice in the bowl, touched his belly and said, "Mother, I'm full."

Qian ate slowly, reached out to touch her protruding belly, and said with a smile: "Let's go play."

Only then did Man Bao have time to care about their accounts, "Mom, where is the money we get from selling centella asiatica and yams?"

Qian said: "Your elder brother took it to buy you cotton and fabric."

Manbao was stunned for a moment.

Wuwulang and others raised their heads. He bit his chopsticks and looked at Manbao with tears in his eyes, hoping that she could argue with her mother for their interests.

But this was impossible. Before Manbao could figure out the relationship, he scratched his head and asked, "Why should I buy cotton and fabric?"

"Your clothes are short, and you have entered the school again. Winter is about to come, so you have to make a new set of clothes. If you don't have enough money, I would like to make an extra set for you to replace."

Man Bao was not stupid. She counted the money she got from selling yams and centella asiatica on her fingers, and said, "There are 1,200 yuan, all of which have been spent?"

"No, your share is all spent." Of course Qian would not deceive the children about the price. What if the children become stupid in the future?

So she said: "The thousand and two hundred yuan are not all yours. After you pay your father-in-law, won't you still share the money from your eldest and second brother? There won't be much left with you."

Manbao did the math herself and found that it was true, so she didn't care. This was her attitude towards money anyway.

Zhou Wulang couldn't help it anymore and asked quickly: "Mom, where is ours?"

Qian glanced at him and said nothing.

Lao Zhoutou raised his head and said: "You? You have the nerve to ask for money from your family? In two years you will marry a wife, and you will marry a wife for free? From now on, all the money you earn will be given to your mother, waiting for you

After you get married, you can have a private house like your brothers."

Wu Wulang muttered: "Fourth brother hasn't said goodbye yet, how could I be so fast?"

Speaking of this, Lao Zhou looked at Lao Si and asked: "Silang, how are you doing?"

Zhou Lang, who was immersed in eating, raised his dark face and said: "The roots of the trees have been dug out, and the stones have been picked up. Now let's start hoeing."

Old Zhou nodded and said, "Let the five and six people help you these two days. You are not young anymore. It's time to learn more skills. In two days, the new Mrs. Bai will build a house and has already started to recruit workers in the village."

Come on, you can go too, the salary is thirty cents a day, which is more money than carrying grain bags in the county."

Lao Zhoutou has already decided that all four eldest sons in the family will go, while the fifth and sixth sons will go to the fields to clear up wasteland for the fourth son, hoping to make another fortune before the Chinese New Year.

After dinner, he specially called Man Bao over and asked her to calculate for him how much money her four brothers could earn for the family in a month.

This is easy to calculate. Man Bao was calculating and then remembered something and said: "I have to serve this year. Third brother can't go for a month. I will calculate again."

All the adults in the Zhou family were stunned. Old Zhou grabbed her hand and asked, "What did you say, will you serve this year?"

"Yes," Man Bao said, "from October 22nd to November 21st, it takes a total of one month."

Old Zhoutou: "Who told you? It happened to be our village?"

Qian and others also sat up straight.

Wu Lang said: "Man Bao read the notice at the gate of the county government office, but the district chief hasn't come down to inform him yet."

Lao Zhoutou touched his waist again, but couldn't find the cigarette, so he just put the empty cigarette into his mouth and said nothing for a while.

Zhou Dalang took the initiative to ask Man Bao, "What does it say on the notice?"

Man Bao always had a good memory. Although he couldn't repeat everything completely, he still talked about it roughly.

Zhou Dalang understood and said: "It's not a draft, but every household in the county is counted. There are so many people, no wonder we only go there for a month."

"In the middle of winter, going there for a month is enough to bear." Old Zhoutou said: "The county master is really serious. If you want to serve in the army, it's such a good time after the autumn harvest. Why do you have to choose it after winter? It's cold here.

It’s freezing and the soil is hard to dig.”

Qian closed her eyes and said: "This is the business of the county gentlemen. We can just worry about ourselves. Third brother, go to work and use your strength. If your body can't bear it, don't force it. Report it to us and let us do it."

Your brothers will take your place."

She said: "You are not the only male in your family. You have many brothers, so they will take turns."

Zhou Lang responded.

Mrs. Qian then said to Mr. Qian: "Starting from tomorrow, cook an extra handful of food to replenish the body of the third child. It will take a month to nourish the body and make it more durable."

Xiao Qian agreed without any complaints. This is also the tradition of the Zhou family. Every year, whoever's turn it is to serve must be raised for a period of time in advance.

It’s just that in the past, they received the news late, usually only ten days in advance.

How scary is it to serve?

Not to mention Zhou Dalang and Zhou Erlang, even Lao Zhoutou, who had not served in the military for several years, couldn't help but tremble when he thought of the days when he served in the army when he was young.

The atmosphere in the Zhou family tonight was a bit dull. Manbao was still young and could not remember many things, so she didn't know why everyone was so depressed after knowing that they were in the army.

But she was well-behaved, didn't make any fuss, and didn't ask too many questions. She just lay in front of her parents' bed and looked at them with bright eyes when she went to bed at night.

Qian touched her little head and said to Lao Zhou: "Serving in the army is a big deal. Now that we know it, we should go and tell the village chief tomorrow and ask him to inquire and see if it is true. If it is true,

, the people in the village should also make preparations earlier."

Lao Zhoutou agreed, remained silent for a moment and said, "The dry food prepared for the third child should be thicker."

Qian whispered: "I know."

Seeing Man Bao looking at them with his round eyes, Qian smiled at her and said, "Don't worry, your third brother has always been in good health and will come back safely this time."

"Mom, when you serve, don't you dig water conservancy projects and build roads? The village also often digs water conservancy projects and builds roads."

Qian said: "That's not the same. When building roads in the village, the holes are filled in. Everyone goes to work when they are free. Our home is just around the corner. So how is it the same?"

Not to mention water conservancy, it’s just a matter of digging a few hoes in the spring.

"The service in the county is different..." But as for what was different, Qian didn't tell Man Bao. No matter how she asked, she smiled and said, "You are still young, you will know when you grow up.

"

Manbao pouted and turned to ask Keke.

The system searched the encyclopedia and fell silent. After a long time, he said: "In this era where the host lives, military service is recorded in history as very hard work, and it is normal for people to die."

Man Bao was shocked and asked quickly: "Will my third brother die too?"

"Service is voluntary labor. Although the county government will distribute some food, the quantity is very small. I mainly rely on the food I bring to fill my stomach," the system said: "And October is winter, and that period is the best time of the year.

When it's cold, people can easily die if they get sick."
Chapter completed!