My 1979

When he went to Li Zhaohui's house for dinner, the second round of dining tables had been cleared, and there were only two rounds in total. So except for those who burned the big stove, the others were very busy, cleaning up, washing dishes and chopsticks. Among them, women are the main force.

"Hurry up and eat something, we will celebrate the funeral later." Li Zhaokun was very dissatisfied with his son's inaction!

"I got it." In front of so many people, Li He was not prepared to sing the opposite. His father's authority still needed to be maintained at this moment. It would be shameful for him to undermine him in public.

"Er He, you haven't eaten yet, come here," Er Laizi saw Li He and greeted him enthusiastically, "Let's eat something together."

The few people who were cooking the big stove opened the small stove separately, and now there was wine and meat.

"I don't drink, just eat some food." Li He sat on the big bench, filled a bowl of rice and sat among several people.

"How much can you drink?" Bai Xi, the second-rate scoundrel, continued to persuade him. He was somewhat afraid of Li Zhaokun's two sons. When they took Li Zhaokun to play cards, Li Zhaokun lost too much and each of them became a creditor. , the Li brothers almost beat them.

"Then just one cup." Smelling the aroma of wine, Li He couldn't control himself at all.

Although it is still difficult to quit drinking, he has completely given up smoking. He has not smoked a cigarette in the past two months. This change has surprised many people. They are still speculating privately whether Li Laoer has some hidden disease. It got to the point where I had to quit smoking.

After drinking a glass of wine, he scribbled down a bowl of rice. Before everyone could greet him, he had already put down the bowl and chopsticks.

"Erhe, don't want to eat anymore?" Bai Xi asked.

"You guys eat slowly, I'll go check on the kids." Li He saw Li Yi squatting beside the haystack, trotted over, and found that she was secretly stuffing mung bean dumplings into her mouth. He was angry and funny.

Also because of hygiene issues, He Fang was not allowed to eat these things unless they were made at home.

Sometimes, he felt that He Fang was making a fuss out of a molehill, but He Fang just didn't care about him. She never paid much attention to what she ate and drank, but she was very meticulous about the children's issues. She couldn't eat this, and she couldn't eat that. They can't drink it. When the two children encounter something that slightly suits their taste, it's like discovering a new world.

"Daddy, it's delicious." Li Yi was about to stuff it into his mouth, while not forgetting to pay attention to his mother who was washing dishes and chopsticks by the well.

"Eat it yourself." Li He touched his daughter's head and told Li Ke, "Take good care of your sister and don't let her play with water."

Li Ke pricked his fingers apart, then clenched his fists and said, "Don't worry, she can't escape from my Five Finger Mountain!"

Li He said, "I'll just go back and take a nap."

When the bride and groom came out of the back room, Li Zhaokun started shouting at the top of his lungs, "Hey, take that sheet with you, where is the fruit?"

Before and after running, I feel energetic.

The Li family's tomb has become a legend, and those who are superstitious about Feng Shui will take a look at it when they happen to pass by.

Things like cemetery feng shui were originally conspired by Li Zhaokun and the blind man to deceive people, but the highest level of deceiving people is to believe it even if they are deceived.

Therefore, last year, Li Zhaokun discussed with the blind man again to provide Feng Shui protection for the graveyard of Lao Li's family. What if someone was jealous and destroyed it?

On the way back, I also rescued Sang Yongbo's daughter Sang Chunling.

"Hey, you pick up the field ridge and walk away." Seeing that the wheat seedlings in their own fields were trampled, some people naturally expressed dissatisfaction.

The reason why Li Zhuang is called Li Zhuang is because there are many people with the surname Li. At this moment, except for the daughter-in-law of the surnamed Li and the Li family, everyone who can come is here. The sparse procession is as long as a mile.

Lao Li's family is a local aboriginal, and five generations of the family are buried here. The cemeteries were originally scattered on both sides of the Huaihe River. Later, they needed to be relocated due to river construction. Li Fucheng and several other cousins ​​​​discussed and simply reopened the bones. After picking up and digging in the unmanaged mass graves, they were all put together in one place. Unexpectedly, willows and willows were accidentally planted to create shade, and it became what everyone calls a geomantic treasure.

Li Zhaokun pointed to the pile of graves and said to Li Kuo and his wife, "That's your great-grandfather, that's your great-grandfather, that's your great-grandfather, and that great-grandmother."

The ancestral grave is very simple. It is nothing more than a series of small earthen mounds with some chun trees and mulberry trees growing on it. If you don't pay attention, you won't know that this is a grave mound.

Except for the cousins ​​Li Zhaokun and Li Fucheng, no one else could tell who was who among the dozen graves, not even the brothers Li Zhaoming and Li Zhaohui.

"I got it." Even though Li Kuo had opened his eyes wide and listened hard, he still couldn't tell the difference. He could only nod his head and decided to pay attention. He would knock whatever Li Zhaokun asked him to knock!

"That one is your great-grandfather, please put it more lightly." Li Zhaokun said to Li Long from the side, "The one behind is Grandma Zu, and the others should be put a little more lightly."

There are many graves here, but paper money cannot be used to make a big pot of rice. Egalitarianism requires distinction between relatives and strangers. His biological father, Li Fucheng's father-in-law, naturally put more paper money on the graves. As for other families, that's all.

"If you are not lucky enough, you will die early," Li Fucheng suddenly felt at this moment. He lost his father when he was eight years old, and then his mother remarried. Although he was not homeless yet, his life was miserable. "I am not blessed."

This is both about his father and himself.

He is so young, and without me, he is naturally pitiful and unlucky.

His father was short-lived and did not see the changes that followed. He never experienced any blessings. Of course, he was not blessed at all.

"It's over, it's over." Although Li Zhaokun was impatient with Li Fucheng's words, he couldn't show it to his face. After the paper money caught fire, he directed Li Long, "Pull the grass, put on the firecrackers."

Unlike burning paper money, firecrackers were wrapped around the entire cemetery and were not placed on any individual grave. The graves in this row all belonged to the Li family.

After the firecrackers were set off, Li Zhaokun scattered a handful of fruits on the grave. Seeing that Li Kuo and his wife were still there in a daze, he urged, "Kowtow, three of them."

Li Kuo hurriedly spread the prepared sheet on the ground, and the couple kowtowed three times on the sheet. After kowtowing at the grave here, he moved the sheet to another grave, and there were five consecutive graves, all of which were his. Immediate elders.

After everything was done, Li Zhaokun asked everyone to leave.

The cold wind picked up and light snow slowly fell from the sky.

This Spring Festival, neither the fourth nor the fifth child came back. Wang Yulan was unhappy. He said to Li He, "You don't care about them!"

"I'll make a call when I have time." Li He smiled bitterly. Isn't it your responsibility as a mother to discipline your daughter? But he couldn't shirk it. His mother had gradually become dependent on him, and he didn't know whether to be happy or distressed.

The last market on New Year's Eve is customarily called "bare egg market" in rural areas. No one knows the specific meaning. It may refer to the fact that only the poor go to the market on this day, or it may refer to the fact that the things in the market have long been robbed. Light, that's what it's called anyway.

Yang Huai and Li Pei have always been inseparable. Today you sleep at my house, and tomorrow I sleep at your house. They can't stay at home, so they insist on joining in the fun and catching up with the naked egg market. As a result, they are regarded as little ruffians at noon. Got beaten.

Yang Xuewen and Li Long were angry and anxious. Li Zhaokun carried the shovel on the spot and wanted to go to the town. Wang Yulan felt distressed and applied red lotion to the child Yang Huai.

"What's going on?" Li He grabbed Li Zhaokun and asked Yang Huai, whose eyes were swollen from being beaten, with a fierce face, "You're so good, why are they beating you?"

The old Li family and the old Yang family are big families in Hongheqiao. Although the two brothers stay home all year round, they are celebrities in Hongheqiao, because in Hongheqiao, there is no more recognizable peers than these two brothers, who are all dressed in fashionable clothes. , spend money generously, and never ask the price when buying things!

In the entire Hongheqiao, there is no one richer than these two brothers among their peers!

There is a strict father at home, so it is not easy to get money, but at the same time, there is also a loving mother at home!

I often pick it up casually, and I get a brand-new RMB 800. It’s hard not to be famous! Everyone who opens a shop or sets up a stall in the town knows these two brothers!

As soon as they saw these two brothers coming over, everyone wanted to squeeze the fat off their faces and smile as brightly as they could.

Therefore, Li He was very puzzled. Who else in this town would dare to do this, knowing that he was the son of Lao Li's family and Lao Yang's family?

Upon hearing Li He's question, Yang Xuewen and his wife also focused on their son.

Yang Huai looked at Li Pei, and Li Pei looked at Yang Huai. Neither of them dared to speak first.

"Speak, you're mute!" Yang Xuewen was very irritable. He already had the vitex stick in his hand and was about to slap it on Yang Huai. He was really angry. It was said that his son was acting like a hooligan!

Although he didn't believe it, people wouldn't accuse his son unjustly, right?

"I said." Li Pei couldn't bear Yang Huai being beaten, "He whistled to the girl in the wholesale department, but the girl ignored him and he sat at the door and continued to whistle."

He felt that he was unjustly accused. The owner of the store came out and beat Yang Huai. He just started a fight next to him. He didn't expect that he would be affected. Fortunately, he was not as miserable as Yang Huai. His eyes were swollen. He just had his pockets torn.

"That's it?" Before Li He had time to rejoice, he heard a burst of ghostly cries and howls. Yang Huai was already being chased and beaten by Yang Xuewen, who was holding a thorn stick.

"What a shame! You didn't learn well!"

No matter how young Yang Huai was, no matter how good his legs and feet were, there was no way he could compare to Yang Xuewen, who was so angry and wanted to show him off when he was running in the snow. He tripped and fell in the snow. Although he instinctively protected his head, he couldn't. The thorns that fell down still made him scream in agony.

"You damn thing, you're sick!" The first person to step forward to protect Yang Huai was not Li Mei but Li Zhaokun. He pushed Yang Xuewen aside with an elbow.

"Don't worry about it." Li Mei stepped forward and grabbed Li Zhaokun to prevent him from interfering. She gritted her teeth and said to Yang Xuewen, "You beat me. I'll beat you when you're tired."

ps: In the last hour, I hope there will be a miracle.