Dressed up as a Real Mom

Before long, Wang Chunhua brought back a fish from outside.

Wei Jiaman has a total of eight people, and only four are at home today. Wei Jianwei’s father went to another brigade to repair the roof. He did not come back for dinner at noon. Wei’s eldest son accompanied his daughter-in-law back to her family’s home. Wei Jianwei was the second child and an old man. Third, he is also a boy. He was in high school in the commune and only went home on weekends.

I made sweet potato rice for lunch, half of the rice and half of the sweet potato. After cooking, the sweet potato was crushed into a puree with a rice spatula and mixed with the rice. It tasted sweet, but it was too hot. Thanks to Wei Jianwei, I have fish soup to drink today, and a potato stew cabbage. A dish of pickles left over from the porridge in the morning is already rich and delicious.

After eating, just put away the dishes and chopsticks, a few women from the brigade came to visit. Wang Chunhua grabbed two handfuls of orange candies and several handfuls of fried peanuts and put them on the tray to entertain them.

This is also a local custom. When someone comes back from another place, whether it is a soldier, a part-time job, or a business, the neighbors have to come and beg for sweets.

There was a burst of laughter coming in from outside, and He Xiaoyun was washing the dishes in the kitchen. She didn't want to go out after washing, for fear that those women would make fun of her with Wei Jianwei.

She walked from the back door of the kitchen to the back yard. The yard behind was not big. It was next to a bamboo forest and planted a persimmon tree. This season, the branches and leaves are luxuriant, and there is also a pig pen and a chicken coop.

The commune allows up to three chickens and two pigs to be raised privately. The three little hens of the Wei family are foraging under the bamboo forest. By the end of the year, one will be handed over to the public family to complete the purchase task. It is regarded as tax payment. One is slaughtered at home, and the remaining one can be sold in the small market. , Change some daily necessities.

There is only one pig, and most people can’t afford to raise two. There is not so much pig feed to feed. If you are fattened, you can’t slaughter it privately. You have to go to the food station. After slaughtering, the public buys half of it, and half of it is left by the public. The money obtained from the purchase, tax is removed, and the rest is not much, which can barely cover the piglet and half a year of pig feed. , With half a year left, I have to buy pig grass on my own, or buy pig feed from other people who don’t raise pigs. Raising a pig is equivalent to not making money, but the state will reward the ticket, and many people go for this.

She swept the backyard and passed the time fumblingly. It is estimated that all the people who came to the door went to the front yard.

Wei Jianwei had already finished the wooden box and grabbed a few eggs. Wei Yuanhang happily ran out the door and showed it to Yanyan.

Wang Chunhua blamed her son: "Only you have a lot of tricks, good wood is used to waste, children love to play, you are also up to him, can the insects be raised to eat or to wear?"

He Xiaoyun secretly stuck out her tongue, not embarrassed to say that it was her idea, so she quickly picked up a basket and told Wang Chunhua that she was going to the mountain, and she went away fortunately.

Seeing her going out, Wang Chunhua glanced at her silent son and couldn't help but murmur: "You and Xiaoyun are not the way to go. The two ignore each other. Others watch the joke. Xiaohang will know the matter and save face. Sad. I think her temper has changed a lot recently, and her hands and feet have become more diligent. If she thinks well, we should be happy..."

I sighed while talking. It is really that my second daughter-in-law used to be too savage and silly, so that seeing her now has a change, she still can't believe it, for fear that she would have a whim, and she would revert to her cuteness within a few days. Or maybe it's some other idea.

He Xiaoyun strolled on the mountain for a short afternoon, picking a handful of fern, a handful of autumn wind, and a few clumps of wild mountain fungi. This season, the mountains are rich in products, but there are many people picking them up the mountain, and her harvest is not bad.

After going down the mountain, before returning home, I saw Wei Yuanhang playing outside the house. There was a puddle on the ground. He stomped in the pit, splashed with mud and water, and had a great time.

He Xiaoyun did not understand why those mothers always yelled at their children. It is now clear, because the clothes that looked like rolling in a pigsty had to be washed by her!

"Wei Yuanhang!"

The child who was named raised his head, saw her, and immediately jumped over and stepped on several puddles by the way, "Mom is back!"

He didn't realize that he was in trouble. He walked around He Xiaoyun like a little chicken, and whispered: "Mom, where have you been? Mom, what are you carrying? Is it delicious?"

He Xiaoyun glared at him and didn't scold him, but said, "Who taught you that it's okay to step on the puddle? It's as dirty as a little pig. The clothes you changed yesterday haven't been dry. It depends on what you are wearing in a while. "

Wei Yuanhang immediately covered his fart and stock with his hands, and shook his head again and again: "Don't just use your butt."

He Xiaoyun took his hand home and hummed: "What's the use of light cover, the little brother is exposed outside, ashamed."

"Don't be ashamed." The child believed it to be true, pouting without crying.

After entering the house, Wei Jianwei weaves bamboo baskets in the yard. The ones in the family have been used for many years and are aging. Wang Chunhua asked him to weave two more. His craftsmanship is better than that of his father and brother.

When Wei Yuanhang saw him, he felt wronged and leaned forward to complain, "Dad, mom wants me to be ashamed and ashamed."

When He Xiaoyun saw this, she felt that this little fat man had no conscience, and she didn't want to think about who was doing him laundry and sleeping with him. Although she hadn't been here for a few days, she was always better than Wei Jianwei who had just returned, right? It's only the first day, the kid's heart is turned to him, and she will still have her status in the future?

Wei Jianwei stopped his work, looked at the son next to him, then glanced at He Xiaoyun, thinking that she was like before, beating and scolding the child when she was okay, and then asked, "What's wrong?"

He Xiaoyun was sour in her heart, and even seeing him became an eye-catcher. She was a little annoyed when she heard this questioning sentence. She threw her ignorance and guilty conscience over the wall before Wei Jianwei, and said with her waist straight: "Look at him. His body, muddy water, he stomped in the puddle outside the door, haven't you seen it at home?"

When Wei Jianwei looked at Wei Yuanhang again, his body was indeed dirty. He immersed himself in weaving bamboo baskets, paying attention to the child's movements, but knew that the child hadn't run far, so he didn't go out to watch. Now facing He Xiaoyun's accusation, he has nothing to say.

So He Xiaoyun straightened her waist, "Wei Yuanhang, come here."

Wei Yuanhang glanced at her, and at his silent father. His little head finally understood that it is useless to find his father when his mother is angry, because his father has to be scolded by his mother.

It was already evening, and when it was time to wash, He Xiaoyun boiled a pot of water and bathed the child. Xiao Pang Dun'er took off his clothes, and the flesh all over his body was trembling more white.

While washing him, He Xiaoyun asked carefully: "Boy, honestly, do you like mom or dad more?"

With the previous lessons, Wei Yuanhang was very on the road now, and he said loudly without hesitation: "I like my mother the most! I like my mother the most!"

"Hmph, count you acquaintance." She was cool in her heart.

The coolness lasted until after dinner. The few people who went out at home came back and had a lively meal. After that, the men gathered together, repaired farm tools, or talked about planting rice seedlings a few days later. The three mother-in-law and daughter-in-law finished their housework and chatted for a while, and then went back to their rooms when the sky darkened.

Wei Yuanhang carried the wooden box into the room. He was supposed to put it on the bedside and sleep together at night. However, his mother resolutely stopped him, so he had to lie on the table and observe the eggs.

The clothes washed in the morning were all dry, He Xiaoyun put them in, folded them one by one, and put them in the cabinet. There is almost no entertainment at night here, she can only talk to the little fat man and answer his endless why.

When Wei Jianwei walked into the room, she realized a serious problem: Will he sleep with her at night? !

Looking at the only bed in the room, the single dog once panicked.

Fortunately, Wei Jianwei didn't come in to sleep now. He took a change of clothes and went out again, but He Xiaoyun knew he would come later.

At this moment, her mind turned so fast, and her heart throbbed. To be honest, she lived so big, except for the three-year-old Wei Yuanhang, she has never lain down with the opposite sex...

By the way, there is this little fat man!

He Xiaoyun's gaze was instantly fixed on the kid. The kid had a very bad sleep appearance. He could kick the quilt five or six times a night. After falling asleep, he also liked to punch her with punches and kicks. He kicked her several times. On her body, she was dying of dislike yesterday, but tonight looks at him like a life-saving straw.

"Hanghang, come and sleep." While Wei Jianwei didn't come in, He Xiaoyun planned to put the child to sleep as soon as possible. Chu He Hanjie relied on his small body.

"Wait a minute." Wei Yuanhang murmured while talking to the eggs.

He Xiaoyun rushed to look out the door and urged: "Come on, or I will be snatched from you."

"No, no, mom can't **** my quilt!" Wei Yuanhang quickly threw down the wooden box and rushed over, holding his beloved quilt in his arms.

This little quilt has been covered since he was born, and it has been washed white and can’t cover him anymore. He must be held every night. He is quite a young man, and sometimes he bites the quilt.

He Xiaoyun carried him onto the bed with the little quilt, took off his coat in twos and threes, and stuffed it into the quilt. He lay on the outside, straight upright, pressing the corner of the quilt tightly, with a string in his heart.

With Wei Yuanhang lying on the side, her sense of security has increased a lot, but she still can't help thinking about things. After thinking about it for a while, Wei Jianwei would have to step over the two of them to get to the inside of the bed. He wouldn't step on her deliberately, would he? After a while, I wondered again, if he sleeps or snores, can he kick him out if he snores? I even thought, if she farts on the bed, can she push it onto Xiao Pang Dun'er?

The child beside her fell asleep in a short while, she was still like a wild horse, thinking farther and farther and more energetic.

Wei Jianwei finally walked in. He Xiaoyun was lying motionless, but Yu Guang was always paying attention to his movements, watching him clear a small piece of floor in the room, watching him take out a straw mat and spread it on the ground, watching him move out of the cabinet A thin quilt, one on the mat.

Turn off the lights and sleep.

He Xiaoyun: "..."