60s: Petite Wife

The old man from the northwest laughed again, scolded 'dog day' and walked away.

A few people showed indignant expressions on their faces. Xu Qiao complained in a low voice, "These people are really unqualified, and we didn't provoke them, so how can we scold them?"

The old man with a unique temperament explained with a light smile: "The northwest folk customs are rough, and it's just a catchphrase, just like the people in the sea like to talk about the little red guy and the dead kid, just get used to it!"

Xu Qiao was still a little uneasy, but he probably also realized that the situation was not good for him, so he didn't dare to talk more, he just mumbled a few words vaguely.

The horse walked on the road with ease, raising the long yellow sand, from time to time there were a few mountain eagles hovering above their heads in the sky, and from time to time they croaked a few times. voice.

"Hey!"

This sound was very long, full of sadness, and full of rich emotions. Next, Ma Xixi sang:

"Chop wood on the bench,

Tell my brother to turn around;

Come and sit in my sister's arms,

Make shoes for your feet

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Hearing this, the director of the sales department and Xu Qiao showed extremely strange expressions on their faces, while Shen Jiaxing covered Shen Jiao's ears with both hands. He didn't dare to resist Ma Xixi.

"The east is red, the sun is rising, and there is a..."

The red armbands are also uncomfortable listening to Ma Xixi's explicit love brother, but they can show off their power in the sea market, and when they reach other people's territory, they have to be tame lambs. His brows and eyes widened at once, and he roared along with him.

People tend to follow the herd. When someone takes the lead, there will naturally be more people behind. After a while, more than a dozen people will sing Dongfanghong. No matter how loud the voice of this northwestern man is, Ma Xixi can’t sing more than ten times. Several people went to the chorus, and finally had to hold back their anger, and angrily scolded "dog day".

After "The East is Red", everyone sang "On the Golden Mountain in Beijing", and then "March of the Volunteers"...

The song has an uplifting power. Encouraged by these passionate songs, the exhausted people were all excited. Shen Jiaxing roared the hardest, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Shen Jiaxing glanced at Zhao Si, and from the beginning of singing "The East is Red", he noticed that this man kept his head down, in fact, to cover up that he did not sing along, and he also noticed that only the "March of the Volunteers" was sung. When Zhao Sicai sang along, he didn't sing a word of other songs.

His heart moved, and he had some guesses about Zhao Si's identity!

In this way, with singing all the way, everyone came to their destination - Qianjin Farm.

The farm was quiet, not to mention people, not even a chicken, duck or dog. There were rows of yellow adobe houses on both sides, low and dilapidated, a hundred times more dilapidated than the Shen family's dog house. Everyone was watching. After arriving at these houses, my heart is already cold!

Xu Qiao murmured: "Can this kind of house live in people? My house with dogs is much more beautiful, and now we are not as good as dogs."

Ma Xixi turned back to him and said coldly: "How much better are you than a dog? A dog can still watch the house, what can you do? A grandson who can't even move a bundle of wheat straw!"

Xu Qiao was so angry that her face turned pale, she gasped for breath, and defended, "I am teaching and educating people, I am not farming!"

Ma Xixi glanced at him contemptuously, ignored him, and instead scolded a row of adobe houses, "Where are you going to Darla?"

The red armband's expression is also very unswerving. They never thought that Qianjin Farm would be so indifferent to their arrival, not to mention lining up to welcome them. They didn't even send out a subordinate to greet them, and they didn't take them seriously. Come on!

After scolding for a while, Ma Xixi jumped out of the carriage, drove the horse towards a dirt house, and shouted, "Where's my uncle? Where are those **** from the city settled?"

Everyone is now immune to the three words "dog day", and their faces are expressionless. The environment always needs people to adapt. Since they came to the Northwest, they have to adapt to the slang of the people here.

"It's okay, I've automatically replaced the three words with 'dear' now." Xu Qiao whispered, and Gu Chen laughed.

A lame man walked out of the dirt house. He was a little older than Ma Xixi, and he looked very wretched. He limped over with a bunch of keys and glanced at them. When he saw Shen Jiao, he was surprised. 'Huh' sounded.

"Why are there still children? What can children do?"

The red armband walked over and said a few words with the lame man. He glanced at Shen Jiao sympathetically, raised his hand, and said, "Go to your residence first!"

Several people hurriedly took their luggage from the car, and staggered after the lame man. Ma Xixi shouted from behind, "Where's my uncle?"

The lame man didn't turn his head back and said, "Working in the fields, I still have to get off work in half an hour!"

The red armbands didn't go with them, but followed Ma Xixi to find the captain's handover. They just wanted to finish handing over these people as soon as possible, and then go back to the sea market. They didn't want to stay in this ghost place for a minute. UU reading www.uukanshu. com

The **** stopped at the dirt house on the far side, pulled out a key, opened the flimsy wooden door, pushed it open, and said to them, "This is your house, and there is a heated kang inside. , you have to go up the mountain to pick up firewood and other things, or you can pay for coal."

Everyone looked into the room, and their hearts that had been cold began to freeze. There were three rooms, three kangs, and a stove room, and there was nothing else.

"Comrade, there are only three beds, and there are about ten of us!" Xu Qiao carefully considered his words, for fear of angering him again.

The lame glanced at him strangely, and seemed to be very dissatisfied with this city man who was even more white and tender than a girl. 'Poor', spitting on the ground, Xu Qiao raised her eyebrows reclusively, and told herself that she wanted to. Patience, must be patient.

"Do you still want to sleep alone on such a big kang? With your wicker-like body, you can sleep ten people on one kang!" The lame man said disdainfully.

Xu Qiao couldn't help but burst out: "No, I have slept alone since I was a child. Except for sharing a bed with my wife, I have never squeezed a bed with anyone else. I want to sleep in a bed by myself!"

It's just that no one pays any attention to him at all. A down-and-out phoenix is ​​no better than a chicken. How can you be hypocritical, a fake foreign devil?

Besides, who doesn't have better conditions than you, a fake foreign devil!

These days, the richer you are, the more you suffer!

But Shen Jiaxing was anxious. He could share a kang with others, but his granddaughter couldn't!

"Comrade, look at my granddaughter, her... can you give me some accommodation?" Shen Jiaxing quietly handed over a package of 'Daqianmen' with a three-pointed triangle.

The lame's eyes lit up, his serious expression softened a bit, and he shook his head at Shen Jiaxing, motioning them to follow.

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