A Rural Life in the 70s

The result is naturally disappointing Wang Lishe. He searched the corners of his home and found no money. Even the clothes that Hu Weihong did not take away were shackled, the furniture family was like, and the Hu family brothers took them away when they came. In his home, there is only one empty space and full house dust. The real empty space is like a family. There is no place to hide money.

Hu Weihong was determined to leave, and how could he leave the money, not to mention the money she earned by raising her own chicken. If she is not afraid of the action, she will be alarmed by her family. More than a dozen chickens she has raised will be sold and gone. Now, she can only be cheaper Li Xiuying’s old woman.

Wang Lishe stood in the ground and stood on his side with his hands weakly. His eyes swept silently through the empty house. Suddenly, he remembered the chicken raised by Hu Weihong. At that time, the Hu brothers came over and moved only Hu Weihong’s clothing house. I didn't think of those chickens. Hu Weihong did not take it, is it right now in the hands of the old lady?

Hey, that's seventeen or eight chickens, and they are all hens who are laying eggs. How can one be worth three or four dollars, seventeen and eight, that is sixty or seventy dollars!

Wang Lishe seems to have caught the last straw in the water, and immediately turned his spirits out and went straight to the chicken nest.

Because of the disturbance of Wang Lishe, Xiaoqiu’s lunch was still a little late.

Xiao Qiu and Song Xiuju took over the meal and arranged food. Song Xiulian went to wash his face with the crying face-like cats and Xiaodong. The family finally sat around the table and suddenly broke out with his grandparents. Cry: "Oh, this is a conscience... ah ah..."

This crying, Xiaoqiu Xiaoxia, and even Song Xiuju are no strangers, except for the old lady Li Xiuying.

Several people looked up and took a look at Wang Limin, and immediately pretended not to hear, and continued to bow down to eat.

Wang Limin’s face was dark and there was no movement. Instead, Song Xiulian looked at the unsettled look of the two children, Cheng Gui and Xiao Dong. They couldn’t help but kick and kick the husband. They said, "Let's see it in the past. Maybe there is something wrong!"

Wang Limin didn't want to go, but the old lady screamed at the other side, he finally couldn't sit still, put the chopsticks on the table, and got up silently and hurriedly went.

The old man left, Xiao Xia did not squat, poke the sister next to him, smiled and said: "You said, who is your grandmother? The uncle and the aunt are at home, but did not make her angry..."

Xiaoqiu took a look at her, and she was speechless about the excitement of Xiaotou’s face. So she stunned Xiaoxia with an unambiguous look: “Eat your meal, nothing to do so, be careful to become a little old woman!”

"Oh, it won't, I am smaller than you, you become an old woman, I won't." Xiao Xia smiled back and said, happy to bow down to eat.

Xiaoqiu gave her a glance, and she saw that the little girl was clever, and she was too lazy to take care of her ‘disrespectful’ language. She reached for a scrambled egg and put it in her bowl.

When Wang Limin rushed over, Wang Lishe had already tied seven or eight chickens. When he saw his brother and brother, he came down. He subconsciously had some legs soft. He tied the tied chickens to the bicycle and pushed the car up. Just left, even did not even say hello to two brothers.

Wang Limin looked at the chicken in the hands of Wang Lishe, and then looked at the old lady who was sitting on the ground crying and shouting, and then confessed the rumors that the third child had divorced. What else did not understand. He finally understood at this moment, why the third child went to his door, and his feelings were to remarried and married the bride, to go with his brother to ask for money!

Hey, when his money is blown by the wind, or the sea is floating, there is also an attitude of borrowing money from the door to borrow money! Is there a person who is still facing the neck of his nephew? ... Hey, the third child is really more and more awkward!

Wang Limin sighed in his heart, but the old lady crying in front of her eyes could not ignore it. He looked back at his eldest brother, and the two brothers stepped forward together, one of them raised the old lady, patted the gray soil on the body and carried it to the house.

The old lady met the eldest son and the second son, as if she had seen hope again and her eyes were bright.

She sat on the edge of the squat, wiping her tears, licking her nose and smearing it on the sole of the shoe. Then she cried to see the two sons, and succumbed infinitely: "The third child who lost his conscience, come back today. I will give you money and I will ask for the money. The fox is getting into the door. I am old with you. It’s not easy to make money. I have money to give him the door to the door. He went out and didn’t know Which **** king eight lambs gave a fight, like the heart-wrenching, came back to catch the chicken, said to catch the chicken to sell the money... Hey, your mother, my old arm, the old legs, can not earn a few When I got a job, I raised a few chickens and changed the eggs for oil and salt. He also lost his conscience and tried to sell the money... Hey, I have born such a filial son who forgot her mother..."

Seeing that the old lady was crying again, Wang Lijun hurried forward and put a towel into the hands of the old lady. He said, "Mom, don't you cry. The chicken raised by the three younger brothers is also thrown at you, the third one." I have caught seven or eight, and there are still a lot of cockroaches left..."

This is a big truth, but it has poked the most guilty pain of the old lady. She had already wiped her tears away. When she heard the boss say it, she suddenly picked it up again: "Let’s mention the broomstick, her chicken, The chicken she raised is not the one I have seen in the sky, seeing the heavens and the earth going to the house to take care of it. (Note)... Then, the broom star girl is not following me at home with you, and raising a chicken She is..."

It was a headache for the old lady to cry unreasonably. Wang Lijun was so ignorant that he did not know what he said. He had to turn his help to the second child and sit in a chair and smoke his head, screaming at the old man.

Wang Jianjun’s waist was deep down, his upper body was stuck on his knees, his head was licking his head, and the other hand was holding a cigarette rod. He squatted, smoking a cigarette in one bite, and the whole face was covered in heavy smoke. Among them, I can't see his expression.

Wang Limin was cold-faced, but he didn't want to go forward, but couldn't resist the big brother's pitiful blessing. He sighed and said: "Mother, don't cry, the third child catches the chicken and walks away, you just cry again, he doesn't I will send you the chicken back. You are crying and hurt, are you not guilty of yourself?"

This is sensible and objective, but it is a bit cold and cold, and there is no human touch.

Wang Lijun was shocked. Li Xiuying also forgot to cry, raised a crumpled face and stared blankly at the second son. Is this tall and indifferent man in front of her second son? Her second son has always been warm and soft!