My Wife Has Been Blackened

The village chief howled in the woodshed most of the night.

"You son of a bitch, eat, eat, eat, I asked you to eat. Eat so much, but you actually ate so much!!!" The village chief ran out with a shoehorn, stood in the pig pen and swished at the big fat pig. Throw it over immediately.

"I let you eat! I'm so poor that I'm eating grass. You actually eat money! I said, how can you get so fat after eating grass all day long? What you are eating is Shiquan Dabu Pill!!" Village Chief Guang Stomping his feet on the ground.

Under the moonlight, the village chief's heartbroken look was particularly pitiful. Looking at the two pigs, their eyes were filled with murderous intent.

He held the picture-reading book tightly in his hand. There were many flowers and plants printed on the book.

"Five hundred and one kilogram, you can eat a lot every month! Seven or eighty one kilogram of stuff, you eat dozens of kilograms a day! Dozens of kilograms, you beast! I have been so old, I have never eaten The most expensive thing is that the bastard in front was in jail and committed a crime, and the police officer came to investigate the cigarettes that were given to me! You brat, you brat!! Are you feeling guilty after eating so much money!? Is everything you pulled is gold?" The village chief was about to burst into tears. These pigs are eating meat, while people are eating shit!

With a clang, the door opened.

A shoehorn was thrown from inside and hit him directly in the face.

"Why are you howling at night? What are you going to do to my pig? Sleep well and let my pig go. My family is pointing at it to celebrate the New Year! My grandson will not be allowed to go to school after the New Year? If you scare the pig, it will not grow. Meat!" The village chief's wife ran out of the house with her hair disheveled. When she saw the village chief looking like this, she pointed at her nose and scolded her.

"A pig still gives birth to babies every year, why are you trying to scare it?" The village chief's wife pulled him into the house.

One night, maybe he was crazy, but he actually attacked her pig.

My son's wife just knocked on the door and asked if my father was crazy.

Yesterday, on the black and white TV, I saw someone marrying a pig and living with a pig. I was afraid that my father would not be able to think about it.

This little thing is worse than a pig, right? The problem is that if he follows a pig, the pig won’t be able to give birth to piglets?

The village chief was dragged into the house by his wife, and he felt a little hopeless. He was holding the book tightly in his hands, feeling a sharp pain in his heart and his flesh was throbbing.

"Don't use pig manure as fertilizer later, keep it." The village chief smoked a dry cigarette in despair, his hands trembling.

"What's wrong? Can you still eat?" his wife asked him with a dark face. If you don't sleep at night, you will get mad.

Ever since the child gave him a book, he has been acting crazy, running to the woodshed and the pigsty, acting like a fool.

"I told you to keep it. Why are you talking so much?" The village chief pursed his lips tightly. Do you think I am willing to keep it? It ate something so precious, so what it pooped out was definitely not ordinary poop. Wait until you have time to dry it and see if it can be used.

Of course the village chief didn't say it out loud. He thought he was the head of the family and the head of the village. How could he talk nonsense to a woman? It's just that I feel so uncomfortable in my heart that I feel a little depressed.

"By the way, I picked up some toadstools from the mountain yesterday. The family is tired of eating them. Do you still want to eat them? If not, I will cook them for the little piglets." The daughter-in-law asked casually.

The toadstool is a kind of fungus that grows all over the mountains and fields. The children would carry it back in a backpack to feed the pigs every day. Sometimes I eat some at home.

The toadstool looks like an umbrella. Every time it grows, it forms a pile and is torn out into strips. They are called toadstools in the village. I don’t know what it’s called specifically, but it looks like an umbrella on the top and looks like a chicken leg on the bottom.

Suddenly, a line of words he saw in a book popped into his head.

Chicken fir, cannot be cultivated artificially, it is wild. Its taste is extremely delicious, and the outside world weighs seven to eighty pounds. It has a price but no market.

Seventy-eighty pounds... Even if you have money, you can't buy it. I heard that the growing environment is extremely harsh, and this thing has a hilltop that is full of trees every season.

There is a fungus fragrance on the top of the mountain all year round. The top of the mountain is called Zhujunshan, which means it is for feeding pigs.

"Eat shit! You are not allowed to feed pigs. You are not allowed to feed pigs any of those things in the future! Leave all the grass for pigs to me. You are not allowed to go to Pig Fungus Mountain in the future. Ah, bah, it is Baoshan! You are not allowed to go to Baoshan to get it for feeding. Pig! He has long hair but short knowledge. He doesn't understand anything. Okay, okay, you go to bed early and I'll go to the ancestral hall to see." The village chief was very irritated. There were many illiterate people in the village.

To go to school in the village, the children have to go over several mountains to go to a primary school built in another village. To be honest, their village is so inaccessible that even a plane wouldn't want to fly over it.

The villagers have never read any books and have no idea about the outside world. Their most daily entertainment is watching black and white TV with only two or three channels. After all, electricity in the village was only available a few years ago.

Since the electricity was turned on, the children have seen more, and people in the village are clamoring to go out, unable to stay any longer. Many of those little wives ran away after giving birth and clamoring to go out to work.

The remaining old people were increasingly opposed to the children leaving the village, which also led to his wrong decision as the village chief.

Originally, having funding is a good thing. The problem is that after subsidizing their studies, everyone ran away when their wings became stiff, and the whole village became left-behind old people and left-behind children. For them, funding has become a burden.

As an old man, who doesn’t want his children to be around him? Even if he’s not around often, he hopes to come back to see them more often.

"You still run outside in such a heavy rain!" The wife cursed angrily, then turned off the light and went to sleep.

It's not easy to pay the electricity bill here. Every month, the village chief goes from house to house to collect the electricity and sends it to other villages for them to pay the bill on their behalf.

The village chief wore a raincoat and walked to the ancestral hall. As he walked, he saw that the richest family was the one with a brick house. That family used to build roads and run a small business, and now they are the richest people in the village.

He often told people about life outside, the tall buildings, as high as the sky. People can fly in the sky. Every day, children are picked up by yellow school buses when they go to school. They don’t have to climb mountains if they don’t send water. They wear clean school uniforms and study in tall and spacious classrooms.

Every day they ate delicacies they had never seen or heard of, even though everyone said it would be better not to study and just farm and raise pigs and cows at home. But who doesn’t feel envious in his heart?

Who wouldn’t envy such a life?

But there are so many people here, and more and more people are leaving, but no one has ever come back. In a few years, the village will become completely dominated by the elderly and children. When these elderly people die and pass away, what will happen to these children? Can the subsidy last a lifetime?

A group of old people and a group of children without parents. Is funding really lucky for them?

The village chief sighed, it's not that they are ignorant, the village is too poor. Too poor to accept funding.

If one day they can live a prosperous life, will those who abandon their spouses and children regret it?

No, there will definitely be that day.

The village chief firmly believes. Those little eyes were so bright.

After all, my pigs are fed with gold.

PS: In the past few days, the child has been suffering from high fever. When he is sick, he does not want anyone to hold him. He has to be held by his mother during the day and night. He cannot let go of his hand at all. Tuanzi has not slept a wink for two days. Today I'm swaying when I walk, I can't lift my legs, and my arms are cramped.

Originally, Tuanzi also had a fever and felt limp, but she didn't seem to feel tired at all while holding her baby every day.

It was not until the child's fever subsided today that I was relieved. I collapsed countless times in the past two days and cried while holding the child countless times. Fortunately, seeing her fever subsided today, she became energetic and took the time to type.

I can resume updating tomorrow if there are no recurrences. I’ll update one chapter tonight. Sorry to keep everyone waiting.

Thank you for the reward, Little Lazy, Alone in the Wind, etc.~