章節 56: Chapter 56: Great Strength Creates Miracles
"Wei Jingshu, your mother is in such a state, and you are still thinking about your money. Do you still have a conscience?" Wei Daya's eyes were red with anger. Wei
Jingshu stood up straight and said righteously: "Aunt, your grandmother is in such a state, and you are still busy teaching me a lesson. Do you still have a conscience?"
She did not forget to bring Wei Ershan beside her: "Second Uncle, your grandmother is in such a state, and you are still busy taking a nap. Do you still have a conscience?"
In one sentence, Wei Jingshu was very satisfied with her artistic speech and nodded involuntarily.
The two brothers and sisters were so angry that their chests rose and fell violently. If it were normal times, they would have rushed up to show off their power, but facing Wei Jingshu now, they did not dare to act rashly.
It was useless, and they looked psychologically disgusted. The two had no choice but to leave with their mother.
"Ashu, invite the uncles into the house." After the division of the family, Li Rou's face became more radiant.
However, the village chief felt guilty and did not dare to eat this meal.
"Changlin's wife, your aunt is still waiting for me. I have to go back first."
Several elders stood up and said goodbye.
"Sister-in-law..." Wei Shuang was a little confused.
"Big brother was so good to them at the beginning, but after big brother left, I asked them to give me half a bowl of rice, but they refused. Now they must be feeling guilty." Wei Yu snorted twice.
The next second, the little head was slapped by Wei Jingshu.
He covered his head in grievance: "Second sister, why did you hit me?"
"Of course I have to hit you!" Wei Jingshu looked serious, "It's a favor for others to help you, and there's nothing to complain if they don't help. If you want to live a good life, you have to fight for it yourself. Do
n't blame all your misfortunes on others." Li Rou also nodded: "Your second sister is right. If you blame everyone, wouldn't you become a person like Jiang Lao San? He is still blaming your eldest brother for not lending him money. Do you think this is your eldest brother's fault?"
Wei Yu lowered his head embarrassedly. After listening to the two of them, he had his own understanding: "I understand, sister-in-law, second sister, I don't blame them."
Wei Jingshu nodded with satisfaction, but still said to Li Rou: "I have to send Xiaoyu to school early."
Wei Shuang also raised her hand: "Second sister, I want to go to school too."
"Second sister is asking again, then you will go to school with your brother." Wei Shuang's hair was a little rough, but Wei Jingshu especially liked to stroke it.
She smiled with her eyes bent, and she had not forgotten Wei Shiqi's instructions: "Sister-in-law, I'm going to Uncle Wei's house."
"Wait." Li Rou called Wei Jingshu, "Since we have separated, there is no need to save the rice so much. You can carry a bag to your uncle's house to deal with it."
Although the taste of white rice is not as good as chicken soup and rabbit meat, it is very delicious with these, and she can't help but be tempted.
Li Rou knew what she was thinking as soon as she saw her, and couldn't help but laugh.
This family has only such a lover of food, and he is not picky about anything.
Despite this, she still said thoughtfully: "You go first, I will make you a few new dishes to try today."
Wei Jingshu couldn't help cheering, and ran to the granary and carried a bag of rice to go.
Uncle Wei's family was preparing dinner, and when they saw Wei Jingshu, they greeted her warmly: "Sister Shu is here."
"Uncle, Brother Shiqi asked me to come and tell you two that he plans to stay at a classmate's house in the county for two days to discuss a problem together, and will come back in a few days."
After dealing with the things that Wei Shiqi had instructed, he brought up the rice issue.
When Uncle Wei heard this, he took the initiative to carry the rice to his own tools.
A large stone bowl half sunken into the ground, with a large wooden mallet standing in the bowl, and a long wooden stick horizontally placed above it, with a fulcrum in the middle.
Uncle Wei brought a handkerchief, swept the contents clean, poured in half a bag of rice, and called Wei Jingshu to the other end of the long stick.
"Sister Shu, you are responsible for stepping on it. Remember to stop when I tell you to."
Wei Jingshu stepped on the long stick obediently and stepped on it regularly.
The rice grains gradually husked off during the beating, but the ones on the edges were still not taken care of.
"Wait a minute."
Wei Jingshu stopped in response, and Uncle Wei moved the ones on the edges that had not been processed to the middle. When Wei Jingshu stepped on the long stick again, he teased, "It seems that you find this easy to do, and you step well. I think you can open a workshop in the future, and it won't be a problem to support yourself."
Wei Jingshu smiled and nodded in agreement.
Uncle Wei laughed repeatedly: "You little girl, you don't know how to be humble at all."
"I can indeed support you, why should I be humble?" Wei Jingshu asked a soul-searching question.
Uncle Wei smiled, and then burst into laughter.
Wei Jingshu's eyes flashed with a trace of confusion, not knowing why.
What's so funny?
A smile and a confusion, the scene between the two was really funny. Uncle Wei couldn't laugh for long before he was choked by saliva. He was a little embarrassed for a while, coughed twice, and changed the subject: "Sister Shu, my family plans to kill the New Year pig in five days to prepare for the New Year. Go back and tell your sister-in-law, and then bring Xiaoyu and Xiaoshuang to dinner."
"Kill the New Year pig?" Xingji didn't say this. Obviously, this touched on Wei Jingshu's knowledge blind spot.
Uncle Wei didn't despise her, and patiently explained: "Killing the New Year pig is to prepare for the New Year. The Spring Festival is a big festival. Every household looks forward to this day all year round."
Wei Jingshu knew about the Spring Festival. She had seen it by accident.
Although he didn't know much, he knew the importance and nodded, saying, "Uncle, don't worry, we will come."
Uncle Wei looked at the grain in the stone bowl, stopped Wei Jingshu, and found a ladle as long as his arm to scoop out the grain and put it into a bag. He carried it to the corner of the yard and stood it steadily at the tool place in the corner.
The tool was one person tall and divided into two parts, left, middle and right. The right side was slightly higher and connected to all parts in a funnel shape. There was also a round turntable. The middle and left parts were both outlets. Except for the different positions, the other parts looked the same.
Wei Jingshu was called to the turntable and was responsible for shaking the turntable, while Uncle Wei added rice into it.
With the cooperation of the two, the white rice and rice bran were separated. Wei Jingshu felt the magic of the things in her hands and couldn't help but work harder.
The next second -
"Click!"
She looked around blankly with the turntable that fell off in her hand. Uncle Wei didn't notice it yet and continued to add rice into it.
Wei Jingshu, who was the bad guy's tool, inevitably felt guilty, but she still boldly admitted her mistake. She put the turntable with traces of years in front of Uncle Wei, and smiled awkwardly: "Uncle, it's broken!"
Uncle Wei: "..."
He was a little puzzled. This old guy has been doing this for six or seven years, and there has never been a problem, but now it has fallen into the hands of a girl.
Afraid that the little girl would blame herself, she pretended to be fine and waved her hand and said: "It doesn't matter, this thing has been broken for several years, and it has been broken for a long time. Wait for me to fix it and then come over, it will be the same."
Uncle Wei said sincerely, so Wei Jingshu did not doubt it, but after all, the problem was in her hands, and she felt more or less guilty, so she started to help.
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