A Rural Life in the 70s

Wei Aimei looked back at her husband and Wang Lijun frowned and stood up. "Go, look!"

When Xiaoqiu ran back, he saw a bowl on the ground, and the meat and soup fell to the ground. He was sitting in the house and eating meat in the summer, but he was crying in the room.

When she was close, she only heard it. Li Fengying kept cursing: "...My own son knows that obedience from Xiaoxiaoshun is a sinister death of a sinister girl. The mother and the child are separated from the heart, and my son is not filial. I still have a hard mouth and lie, but I still don’t know how to repent. See if I don’t kill you today...”

Wang Aiqiao’s harsh and harsh voice echoed: "Yes, that is, she is provocative. My second brother is very rare from me. I will give it to me. I don’t remember me at all, but I am fierce..."

In this curse and accusation, Xiao Xia weakly pleads: "Grandma, Grandma, don't hit my mother, don't hit my mother... oh..."

And weaker than Xiao Xia crying, it is a small cry of a small baby!

Xiaoqiu’s heart was screaming, and the raging anger was rising. Her eyes almost rushed to the blood, and her footsteps kept picking up an iron fire stick for burning fire in the stove pit, picking up the curtain and rushing into the back room!

Looking up, I saw Xiao Xia desperately stretching his small hand and holding a small hand to go to the embarrassment, but was stopped by Wang Aiqiao, and Xiaoqiu’s grandmother went straight to the squat, holding a pole and slamming Song Xiulian holding his son in the corner!

This scene, let Xiaoqiu burst into the blood, she refused to think about the consequences, did not hesitate to pick up the iron fire stick, toward the edge of Wang Aiqiao beat.

Uh... the iron bar squeaked a dull sound on the cotton jacket, and then Wang Aiqiao screamed: "Ah..."

Under the little autumn, I didn’t stop at all. I was a few times. Wang Aiqiao was suddenly shackled. I couldn’t help but feel rebellious. When I rolled over, I fell down from the shackles and went to the squat. On the enamel washbasin, an earth-shattering sound - oh!

Li Fengying, who was silently beaten over there, discovered that his niece had been beaten, and lost the Song Xiulian mother and son under his hand, and he came back to catch Xiaoqiu.

Xiaoqiu is still on the head, look at this old woman who is playing her own mother, but can still keep it? I waved the iron hook in my hand and walked straight toward Liu Fengying's arm!

puff! - "Hey! Xiaoqiu live!" A cry, plus a sigh, Xiaoqiu wakes up, only to see that the uncle Wang Lijun rushed up, grabbed the iron hook she went out, and then Xiaoqiu noticed I was picked up from behind by myself.

"Autumn, let go!"

"Da Bo Niang, my mother is still sitting on the moon, my little brother is only a few days... Ah..." Xiao Qiuyi heard Wei Aimei’s voice, and the reason returned, and he loosened the iron hook on his hand and hugged Wei Aimei. The arm hurts.

"You have a small fork, actually dare to hit me, see I don't kill you..." Wang Aiqiao also recovered from the shock at this time, and climbed up and wanted to rush to tear Xiaoqiu.

Wei Aimei turned back and put Xiaoqiu in her arms: "Two sisters, are you doing this?"

Wang Lijun grabbed Wang Aiqiao’s wrist and ignored her struggles and crying, and dragged it directly out of the house.

"Big brother, you actually bully me with that fork, I am your sister... ah, mother, look at the big brother, big brother hit me... Mother save me, help..." Wang Ai Qiao first questioned and asked, see Wang Lijun not moving, simply crying to ask for help.

Xiaoqiu’s grandmother, Li Fengying, listened to the help of her little daughter, and she couldn’t care for Xiaoqiu’s account. She pulled her shoes and chased it out.

Wang Lijun dragged Wang Aiqiao out of the house door and squatted in the yard. Wang Aiqiao stood unsteadily and flung directly on the patio.

Li Fengying caught up. When she saw her daughter being thrown, she quickly rushed to pull her daughter up. Wang Aichao saw the old lady. She suddenly got angry and didn’t get up. Instead, she turned back and hugged Wang Lijun’s thigh, and she cried: Mother, look at it, the dead Nizi hit me, my eldest brother hit me..."

Li Fengying was annoyed and distressed. He turned his eyes and screamed at his eldest son. He said: "Lee army, are you doing this? Your sister is so big, I and you are reluctant to touch a finger, you just get started and fight... ”

It was awkward, Wang Limin turned home, and he saw many people around his door, and there was a vague cry. He rushed forward and opened the crowd.

The fence door couldn't stand the line of sight. Wang Limin saw the big brother and the little girl sitting in his yard at a glance. His old mother was falling against the big brother. Then she saw that she was standing in the door.

The pain of Wang Aiqiao’s crying was completely sorrowful. Li Fengying was investing in his son’s account, but Wang Lijun, who was caught in his thigh and couldn’t get away, saw the second brother who hurried home. He immediately breathed a sigh of relief: “The second child!”

"Big brother!" Wang Limin screamed, did not ask the original, a few steps forward, hugged Li Fengying, took her out and went: "Mother, what is the thing to say, I will send you back!"

Seeing the old man and wanting to use the Huairou policy, Xiaoqiu refused.

She broke away from Wei Aimei's hand and rushed out of the door and shouted: "Oh..." Tears rushed up and rushed out of the eyes!

She raised her hand, wiped her tears, forced herself to calm down, and said loudly: "Hey, look into the house, my mother is still sitting on the moon, my brother is only a few days, my milk and my little sister are pressing me together. My mother has no face to face... Oh, my mother and my younger brother are all just dying to survive, and it’s hard to survive... My milk and my little aunt are the life of my mother and my little brother!”

Wang Limin still glared at the old lady in her hand, listening to the crying of the prostitute, her face was iron and blue, and the strength of the subconscious was much greater.

When Wang Limin dragged him out, Li Xiuying was angry and angry. When he had a pain in his arm, he even looked up and said: "Ah... the second child, you have lost your conscience, let the black heart and lungs The girly daughter-in-law, this is not even the mother-in-law does not recognize it... I am your mother, your mother, ah, you will raise your mother in October, you have lost your conscience, this is 娶The daughter-in-law has forgotten her mother..."

"Mother, you are really my mother!" Wang Limin's words seemed to be squeezed out of the eyes of the blind man. When he spoke, his mouth twitched, and the vagueness seemed to reveal a smile.

However, Li Xiuying, who was staring at him, suddenly felt a chill rising from his feet. He was chilling, and closed his mouth subconsciously, and stopped.

The eldest daughter stood at the door, strong support to keep the tears from flowing down, and earned a small face to be pale.

In the house, the voice of the little daughter and son, and the wife whimpered in a low voice, it was also clearly audible, and it sounded like a knife, cutting the heart of Wang Limin.

He coldly turned his face and turned back to see Daxie: "Da, you are tired of taking care of your younger siblings and children..." Then he nodded to the older brother and turned around, taking Li Xiuying out of the courtyard.

Wang Lijun probably guessed what the second brother had to do. He felt uncomfortable in his heart, but there was no way to change it. Sighing, he slammed his wife and reached out and grabbed Wang Aiqiao, who still held his leg, and followed Wang Limin to go to the mother.

Wang Jia Niang went away. Xiao Qiu felt that his legs were soft and he almost sat on the ground. Fortunately, Wei Aimei took it, brought her into the hall, and then told her to her three children: "Chenghai into the river, you look at Xiaoqiu, I go in and see Xiaoxia and you two..."

Speaking of this, she couldn't help but sigh - the second child of the second child is premature, weak, so scared, so if there is a good 歹 咋