After being reborn, I have seven older sisters.

At that moment, Third Aunt Miao Suzhen smiled at Song Chunsheng, then said to her father, Song Mantun, "Chunsheng looks much better than he did a few days ago!"

Song Mantun, with his usual beaming smile, nodded. "Chunsheng has been training these past few days; it might be related to that!"

Miao Suzhen glanced thoughtfully at the pile of stone locks and brick dumbbells by the window, then turned her gaze back to Chunsheng.

She had a vague feeling that ever since the rumor that Chunsheng was the reincarnation of Nezha appeared in the village a few days ago, the only male in her second brother and sister-in-law's family seemed to have really changed from before!

After the wooden shed was completely erected, my mother and two older sisters also prepared dinner and set it all on the octagonal table in the main room.

Sixth Sister Chunzao filled a basin with hot water and placed a clean towel in it. She brought it to the three people working in the backyard and said, "Uncle Yougen, the meal is ready. Quickly wash your hands and let's eat!"

"Um!"

Song Yougen, along with his younger brother and son Song Guangliang, immediately began washing their hands in the basin of hot water.

At this moment, Liu Yan'e walked over with a soap box in her hand, placed it in front of the three of them, and smiled as she looked at the brand-new green asbestos tile roof in front of her, saying:

"Oh dear, Uncle Yougen has really worked hard. I didn't expect him to finish the shed so quickly."

While wiping his face with a hot towel, Song Yougen laughed and said, "I was worried that the weather had been so gloomy lately, and that rain might interfere with the kids' training, so I rushed over as soon as I gathered the materials!"

At this moment, Chunsheng was arranging stools with his two older sisters in the main room.

Looking at the table full of food, Chunsheng thought to himself that his parents had brought out almost everything they wouldn't even eat during the New Year in order to build that wooden shed for him.

He remembered that the wood ear mushrooms in the stir-fried wood ear mushrooms with eggs were sent back from Lanzhou by his fifth sister last autumn.

My mother usually doesn't eat this much, only having it once or twice during the Lunar New Year, saying she'd save it for another holiday. I never expected her to bring it out and cook it for me today.

It's a long-standing custom in the village that if you hire someone to work at your home, in addition to paying them cash, you also need to provide them with meals.

Building a wooden shed at home is a small job; it only requires cooking one meal.

If it's a big project like building a house, you have to cook for the workers every day, and the food has to be much better than what you eat at home. Only in this way will the workers work harder.

Therefore, whenever a family encounters such a situation, in addition to using up all of their stored grain, they also have to spend extra money to buy grain from the grain station.

After everyone finished eating, it gradually got dark.

Standing in front of the pile of training equipment in the backyard, Song Guangliang rubbed his full stomach with a wry smile and looked at Chunsheng beside him, saying, "I'm afraid I can't train again today!"

Chunsheng couldn't help but laugh, "It's really not a good time to exercise right after eating!"

Song Guangliang sighed, "Well... how about we talk about it tomorrow? I just don't know if we'll have evening self-study tomorrow."

Chunsheng asked with a puzzled look, "What does exercise have to do with evening self-study?"

Song Guangge said in a low voice, "It would be best if we didn't go, that way we could train a little longer!"

Chunsheng immediately laughed, "Then you can hope that the spark won't come tomorrow either!"

After Song Guangliang left with his father, Chunsheng immediately returned to his room and continued writing the competition essay that he had not yet finished.

Meanwhile, the seventh sister, Chunmiao, was leaning over the desk by the window, copying her younger brother's junior high school notes as always.

Just as Chunsheng had hoped, Chunmiao would consciously or unconsciously memorize the contents of her notebooks when copying them down.

Although this kind of memory is not as deep as one that is deliberately memorized.

Having a general impression is good, because when you review next time, you'll have some recollection and it will be much easier.

Just then, Sixth Sister Chunzao, carrying a basket in her arms, lifted the curtain and walked in.

Chunmiao immediately asked with a curious look, "Why didn't you stay in our room? What brought you here?"

Chunzao shivered and said, "I'm sitting on the kang by myself and I feel a bit cold, so I came over to join you guys and maybe it'll warm me up."

"Besides, it's such a waste to each of you have a kerosene lamp in front of you! If I come over, I can put out the kerosene lamp in our room, so let's save some money for the family!"

After Chunzao finished speaking, she immediately looked at her younger brother Chunsheng, who was engrossed in writing.

At this moment, on the surface of the writing cabinet where Chunsheng was working, several pages of manuscript paper covered with dense writing were scattered haphazardly.

"Chunsheng, what are you writing?"

"Competition Essay!"

After hearing her brother's answer, Chunzao picked up the few pages of manuscript paper and examined them with some curiosity.

When he saw the essay topic, he couldn't help but burst out laughing. "My goodness, what kind of topic did you give the essay!"

Chunmiao heard this and came over, immediately looking at the few pages of manuscript paper.

When she saw the title, she immediately burst out laughing. "A Day with My Grandson," she thought, "this title sounds like an insult!"

Chunsheng smiled wryly at his two older sisters, "This essay contest required writing about 'science fiction,' so I wrote about myself decades in the future!"

"Science fiction is definitely a fantasy about the future, and in the future, I'll definitely be married with sons and grandchildren!"

After hearing Chunsheng's explanation, Chunmiao and Chunzao exchanged a glance, immediately stopped smiling, and then sat down together on the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed) to carefully read the essay Chunsheng had written.

Just then, Liu Yan'e suddenly called out from her room across the street, "Chunsheng, come here, Mom wants to ask you something!"

As soon as Chunsheng entered the east room where his parents lived, his mother, Liu Yan'e, immediately told him what she had seen that afternoon: Zhang Junwu and two village militiamen taking a stranger to their private plot.

"I saw it when I got out of school this afternoon. Junwu and his friends were coming out of the field and they even talked to me!"

Chunsheng immediately told his mother about meeting Zhang Junwu and Zhao Yongjie, and said that later they all went to the village secretary's house.

Upon hearing this, Liu Yan'e looked at her husband, Song Mantun, with surprise and whispered, "They've all gone to the Party Secretary's house. It seems there really is something going on!"

Song Mantun frowned slightly, then said with a hint of helplessness, "Let's wait and see. If something really happens, the Party Secretary will definitely come looking for us!"

Liu Yan'e shook her head thoughtfully. "It's not that I'm worried about anything else, it's just that I'm afraid if something really happens, the few plots of land we finally cleared out could be taken back by the village with just a word. What would we do then!"

"Mom, don't worry, I don't think it will happen."

When Chunsheng saw his mother starting to worry, he quickly comforted her, "We've been farming that plot of land for several years now. Even if something else happens, the village won't take it back and stop us from farming it..."