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Zhao Yuanle and Zhao Sancheng looked over happily.

All he saw was Zhao Ercheng, who was much thinner, standing at the door with big bags and small bags.

Erlang Shen was frantically wagging his tail at the side at the moment, his fawning look worthy of the word licking a dog.

Zhao Yuanle rushed over excitedly.

"Father, you are finally willing to come back."

If she doesn't come back again, she will really forget that she still has this father.

Zhao Ercheng snorted arrogantly, and took out a bag of money.

"Come on, take it, daddy's wages, you are in charge of the family money, so you can save it for daddy."

Zhao Yuanle happily took the money bag.

Zhao Sancheng walked over, and hurriedly held a bench to make it for Zhao Ercheng, and also scooped up water for Zhao Ercheng to drink.

Zhao Ercheng put down the things in his hand and sat on the bench to rest.

While counting the money, Zhao Yuanle asked, "How long will you stay home this time?"

Zhao Ercheng: "It must be after the Mid-Autumn Festival."

Zhao Yuanle: "Oh, then you can play for a few more days."

Zhao Ercheng: "This trip was a joke. I'm afraid I won't come back until the Chinese New Year. The railway is still under construction a little too soon. It's all over there. When I hear people talking there, they have different accents."

Zhao Yuanle smiled, and weighed the money bag in his hands.

"This salary is not bad. It's a lot of dollars a month. In the past few months, I have earned a few silver dollars."

Zhao Ercheng proudly said: "That's your father and I can do it, the wages are higher than theirs, and I do a lot more work."

As he said that, Zhao Ercheng was also very emotional: "The main thing is that the people this time are really conscientious. This time they specially celebrated the Mid-Autumn Festival for us, and everyone even gave out mooncakes."

He pointed to the bag: "The moon cake is in that bag."

Zhao Yuanlan, who happened to come out, heard this, immediately went over and began to rummage through the bag, shouting, "Mother, come out quickly, the second uncle has brought moon cakes back."

He Ju was sleeping like a dead man, couldn't hear at all, and didn't come out, but Yao'er was called out.

Yao'er put on his clothes and shoes in a daze, crossed the threshold, ran over to Zhao Ercheng, rubbed his glasses and called out to his father.

Zhao Ercheng picked up Yao'er and weighed it.

"Yo, I've gained a lot of weight."

Yao'er was surprised: "I've worked so hard, yet I've gained weight?"

He was so tired teaching students every day that he actually gained weight.

Zhao Yuanle added an explanation on the side: "There is a kind of fat called overworked fat. People who are too tired will also gain weight."

Yao'er was startled, and was scared away from dozing off.

Zhao Ercheng laughed loudly: "Why are you so fat, you baby? Listen to your sister teasing you."

Yao'er looked at Zhao Yuanle suspiciously, and seeing Zhao Yuanle's unkind smile, he puffed up his face in anger, and pouted his small mouth with an oil can.

Zhao Yuanlan has already dug out the mooncakes, and gave everyone one by one, and thoughtfully gave the biggest one to Yao'er.

"Come on, Miss Sister will give you the biggest one."

Yao'er: "Well, Miss Sister is really nice."

Now that he was hungry, Yao'er buried his head in a bite, and immediately wrinkled into a bitter face.

"Wow, it's so unpalatable."

Zhao Yuanle: "Huh?"

Before she got close, she smelled this smell, immediately understood why, and said, "Xiao Lan, you are so good, you chose a five-benevolent one for my younger brother."

Yao'er: "Huh?"

Zhao Yuanlan: "Huh? Mooncakes are also unpalatable?"

Zhao Yuanle: "Five kernels are the worst mooncakes in the world."

Zhao Ercheng took the mooncake from Yaoer and gave the other mooncake to Yaoer.

He comforted Yao'er: "It's okay, Dad will change it for you."

As he said that, he put down Yao'er, walked towards Zhao Sancheng, and muttered: "Third brother, come here, brother will give you mooncakes."

Zhao Yuanle: "Tsk..."

Good plastic brotherhood.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Sancheng felt that the five-nut mooncakes were delicious, and was very moved that his brother left the good things for himself.

Zhao Ercheng: "Haha..."

This younger brother was really easy to deceive since he was a child.

And because of Zhao Ercheng's return, He Ju, who woke up, asked Zhao Sancheng to kill a big rooster.

Zhao Yuanle was also very happy.

She hasn't eaten chicken for a long time.

Although the family is rich now and basically has meat every day, it is still rare to kill chickens, especially the chickens of the family.

Moreover, the chicken that was killed happened to be the one she had coveted for a long time, and that chicken had the fattest feet.

Zhao Yuanle thought, after the chicken is ready, the chicken feet will definitely be glutinous, raked and fragrant, and it will taste quite good when chewed.

At noon, the family sat together, and Wu Lin's parents were also called, as well as Old Man Wang's family and Xiu'er's family.

There are two tables of people again, and the house is very lively.

Everyone just chatted after eating. Zhao Ercheng and a group of men just drank there while listening to Zhao Ercheng bragging about going out to build the railway.

He Ju, Xiu Erniang, and Mrs. Wang were there discussing making glutinous rice cakes.

Mrs. Wang: "Our family will go to make glutinous rice cakes together. Before your second child leaves, ask him to take some out to eat."

He Ju: "Let's wait a bit, the first rice rake you hit is not clean."

Xiuerniang also agrees.

"That's right, we beat some at the back of the row, so as not to make the rice cakes black. You see, every year, the old patriarch's family is the first to beat them, and the rice cakes they beat look like they are covered with ashes."

Mrs. Wang: "Then I will ask the old patriarch when the time comes, and make an appointment with him."

Zhao Yuanle listened from the side, recalling the grand occasion of making rice rakes in previous years.

At that time, the entrance of the village is basically full of tables, one table for several households, and adults and children will join the battle, make the freshly made glutinous rice cakes into balls, flatten them and stand together, a few piles, etc. After drying, eat it during the Chinese New Year.

On the same day, I grabbed fresh ones and tasted them while making them.

Zhao Yuanlan was very happy at the side, this was probably her favorite thing of the year.

On Zhao Yuanle's side, she clenched her fist and tried her strength, thinking, it's time for her to act.

Let this group of people see what is called a humanoid hammer rake machine.

Within two days, the village really started to discuss making rice rakes.

When everyone turned over the big stone jar that had been turned upside down all the year round, every household was basically preparing wine and rice.

As one of the strongest men in the village, Zhao Ercheng carried a large stone jar to the river, and then a group of women started cleaning it with brushes.

The old patriarch was standing in the center right now, talking to Zhao Ercheng very kindly, asking about things.

The old patriarch's daughter-in-law stood aside and rolled her eyes at her man.

She was really sick of her man.

Every time I say that the patriarch is an example, and every year what suffers is my own first.

After being married to this man for decades, she has never eaten white glutinous rice cakes at her own house, only when she returned to her mother's house during the Chinese New Year, she could eat that once.

so pissed off...

Standing aside, Zhao Yuanle couldn't help but smile when he saw the white eyes of the old patriarch's daughter-in-law.

She leaned closer and asked, "What's the matter?"

Seeing that it was Zhao Yuanle, the old patriarch's daughter-in-law grinned, revealing her missing teeth.

"It's all right."

Zhao Yuanle thought about it, and said softly, "Then can I discuss something with you?"

Her: "What's the matter?"

Zhao Yuanle: "Can we let our family make rice rakes first this year? I want to try first."

OK!

The old patriarch's daughter-in-law was overjoyed, but after thinking about it, she still said: "Then you should ask him, I won't count."

Zhao Yuanle went over to ask the old patriarch.

Seeing that it was Zhao Yuanle, the old patriarch finally nodded his head as he thought of the recent contributions the Zhao family had made to the village.

"All right, let your family come first."

At the same time, the old patriarch was also emotional in his heart.

In the world, there is no such an enlightened and generous team leader as him.

And the patriarch's daughter-in-law at the side showed the most sincere smile during all these years of making rice rakes.

When it started, Zhao Ercheng rolled up his sleeves and stood aside with a wooden stick on his shoulder.

Someone had to stand across from him.

This person should be Zhao Li in previous years, because Zhao Li is still quite strong, but this year Zhao Li died, who will win is a problem.

Lao Jiang also beat the rake in previous years, but this time, he was stared at by his wife a few times, but he didn't stand up.

At this moment, Zhao Yuanle couldn't help but jumped out.

"I come!"

Zhao Ercheng hurriedly waved: "Don't you don't want you, you are too strong."

It would be a shame if he didn't even compare to his daughter.

Zhao Yuanle: "Oh, then I will come alone."

It seemed nice for the whole village to enjoy her performance together.

The old patriarch: "Lele, don't make it difficult for me. There's no reason for that."

Zhao Yuankang rolled up his sleeves and walked over.

"Then I'll come."

At this time, Xiu'er in the crowd couldn't help but smile.

Xiuerniang also looked at her son-in-law, she was too proud.

At this time, the one with the ugliest face was of course the little sister.

And here, He Ju was sitting at the table, Xiu Erniang, Mrs. Wang, and Widow Yu were helping to clean the table with clear oil.

After the rice rake is finished, it will be placed on the table, and several people will divide it into small groups, and then flatten it into a pile.

Zhao Yuanlan is gearing up here, she is a good hand at making rice cakes.

Zhao Yuanle stood aside with a resentful expression, watching Zhao Ercheng and Zhao Yuankang beat the rake.

The two of them, you made sex, I made sex, and the frequency of the hammer falling was very consistent.

Some people around couldn't help but praise Zhao Yuankang.

"Young man can do it, he looks skilled."

Zhao Yuankang smiled with big eyes.

"good."

He watches it every year, and now he can play by himself.

And the more people praised Zhao Yuankang, the happier Xiuerniang smiled, and the uglier the little sisters in the crowd looked.

She looked at the place where the widow was standing on the table, and she was so angry that she was dying.

That was obviously where she stood in the past, but now it belongs to this person.

After a while, Zhao Ercheng threw the battered rice rake on the table and started the second pot.

That's right, Zhao Yuanle decided to fight twice.

Because she doesn't want her rice cakes to look like they are covered in dust, she hopes that her rice cakes are also white.

However, the second time, the person who played the rake changed, but there was still no place for her.

Her eyes became more and more resentful, and she almost wanted to rush over and hit him hard.

And here, the children in the village swarmed around the table where the rice rake was first placed.

Xiu Erniang and the others took small balls of glutinous rice cakes and distributed them to the children around them.

These children are very happy to eat the hot, soft and white glutinous rice cakes just out of the pan.

Zhao Yuanlan rolled up his sleeves and started pinching.

He Ju sat aside, very relieved: "It's the only time you won't be lazy."

Widow Yu chuckled, stretched out her hand to touch the oil, and began to squeeze the hot oil

Steaming glutinous rice rake.

She thought, as long as her child was gone, she hadn't participated in such an occasion for a long time.

But fortunately, the hands are still skilled.

This place was in full swing, and Jinfeng was late, so she took a look at this place, ran over, greeted He Ju and the others with a smile, first grabbed a lump of glutinous rice cakes for herself to eat, and then began to help.

Zhao Yuanle saw that he had no part for himself, snorted, grabbed a ball of rice rakes, and ran to the pig farm to see the pigs.

She made a special trip to inspect the stalls of sows waiting for farrowing, touched each pig one by one, and couldn't help but feel emotional.

"You have to give me some good babies."

She really wants Pig God's next reward.

After staying in the pig farm for a while, she got up and went over. Unexpectedly, she ran into a child from the next village on the road.

To be precise, it was not a chance encounter.

The children from the next village went together, and after seeing Zhao Yuanle, they gave Zhao Yuanle a cloth bag.

Zhao Yuanle opened it and saw that there were stacks of rakes of different shapes inside.

Zhao Yuanle: "Ah, have you already made rakes?"

The leading boy nodded, "Yes, this is for you."

Zhao Yuanle: "Do your parents know?"

A group of children said in unison: "Yes, they said they should give something."

Boy: "Although Mr. Zhao is young, he is still a teacher. The smallest glutinous rice cake here is made by us and given to Mr. Zhao."

Hearing this, Zhao Yuanle found a stack of small rice rakes among the pile of rice rakes, which happened to be the kind that Yao'er's slap could hold.

She couldn't help smiling.

"Thank you very much."

After delivering the things, the group of children will go back.

Zhao Yuanle: "Stay here, we happen to be making rice rakes, and you guys should take some food back."

A group of children laughed, shook their heads, and said forget it, and then happily ran home.

Standing on the road, Zhao Yuanle looked at the happy backs of the group of children, and at the rake in his arms, feeling quite emotional.

This... can be regarded as the harvest of hard work?

And when Zhao Yuanle went back with these rakes and told Yaoer about the special small rakes, Yaoer was immediately moved.

He held this stack of small rakes with an excited expression, then swung his short legs and showed off the small rakes in his hand one by one.

"Have you ever seen such a small rice rake? My student gave it to me!"

"Have you ever eaten such a small rice cake? This is specially for me, and my students made it for me!"

Pulling at the corner of the old patriarch's clothes, Yao'er stood on his feet and raised his head: "Look, little Cipa, it was given to me by a student from the village next door."

The old patriarch: "This is a rice ball? It's really good."

Yao'er asked around, and now the whole village knew that he had a small rake from his students.

Not to be outdone, the villagers of Zhaojiaao, who have children in school at home, also started making small rakes, not seeking the smallest, but only smaller.

The old patriarch looked puzzled.

"What kind of dumplings are you making one by one, you don't do serious business."

In the end, when Zhao Yuanle saw the small rice rake in his house, he was speechless for a moment.

And today's rice rakes came to an end when Yao'er received the rice rakes that were as small as a little finger from the last family.

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