The leisurely life of rebirth

Qiu Lian came in with a basin of hot water and said, "Uncle Li, Uncle He, wash up!"

He Junyao and Li Qingjie stepped forward. They saw an ordinary enamel washbasin with a Double Happiness underneath. The enamel was chipped a lot and was mottled. It was obvious that it was a long time ago, and there was obviously toothpaste sticking to the place where the bottom leaked. The two of them worked quickly.

My son washed his hands and shook them like this, and soon his hands were dry.

Mu Huirong took the opportunity to move the Kang table outside the house, and directly served the cooked braised meat and steamed buns in the steamer, and the stir-fried sweet potato vermicelli and stewed cabbage in a coarse porcelain bowl.

, and there is also a coarse porcelain ocean bowl filled with piles of

A bowl of black and red meat slices stir-fried with red peppercorns. You can tell at a glance that it is dried game. It is warm to eat on a cold day. He Junyao knows that this should be the only food in this family that can be used to entertain guests. Qiu

Lian took out a jar of grain wine from the cellar.

The chopsticks used seemed to be made by splitting bamboo and grinding it finely. Mu Huirong smiled heartily and said: "Nier, go get a bowl. Your father can't accompany others to drink. We, my mother-in-law, drink with others. We are so greedy for your father."

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"Hey!" Qiu Lian took four coarse porcelain bowls, and two were cracked, and filled them. Mu Huirong picked up the bowls with both hands, "Whether Lao Qiu can be cured or not, I would like to thank you in advance.

Now, I can think about him." After saying that, he drank it all in one gulp, and the taste was bold and forthright.[

"Sister-in-law, judging from the rough situation just now, you have taken good care of me. We can't guarantee anything. But we will do our best." He Junyao said solemnly, and drank the whole bowl in one gulp.

Qiu Lian also banged the bowl with both hands and saluted He Junyao and the two of them. After drinking, the two of them were about to go out. They were stopped by He Junyao, who had quick eyes and quick hands, and said, "Sister-in-law, eldest niece, get on the kang." He simply refused.

Although equality between men and women is advocated, there are rules in rural areas. When guests come, women and children are not allowed to serve at the table...

"Yes! We can't finish eating so much." Li Qingjie also quickly stopped him and looked sideways at the person lying there, "Qiu Zi, don't say anything yet."

"Come up! We are all our own people." Qiu Zijin looked very happy and waved.

"Okay!" Mu Huirong pulled Qiu Lian and sat on the edge of the Kang without any pretense. "We don't have many rules, so just eat!" As the hostess, she said, holding a big white bun in her hand and eating it one bite at a time.

Feed it into Qiu Zi's mouth. "Eat slowly, don't choke. We've made rice porridge, do you want some?"

"Mom, I'll serve it." Qiu Lian had just stood on the ground when she saw many little heads poking out from behind the bead curtain, sniffing timidly. It felt like something delicious had gone into her mouth.

Fragrant!

Qiu Lian smiled softly, "Gou Sheng, Coward, Da Gua, Er Gua, why are you here? Aren't you all asleep at this time?"

"Sister Lian'er, we...we..." The four people's eyes were wide open. They wished they could swallow the food on the kang table. They kept swallowing with their mouths, and their stomachs started to feel upset at the wrong time.

It was hard not to hear them. They wanted to fall asleep, but the scent made them unable to fall asleep even if they wanted to.

"Share the instant noodles and ham we brought with you to the children!" Li Qingjie said, looking at the children who peeked their heads out. Even in the dim light, they could not hide their skinny bodies, looking like greedy cats.

Qiu Lian stood up and looked at her parents, "Let's go! We are all poor children. It's not easy to have enough to eat all year round, and they help us a lot."

"Okay!" Qiu Lian led the children out, and Li Qingjie followed, "Qiu Lian, soak the instant noodles in boiling water and eat them."

"I know this." Qiu Lian said shyly, "I've seen people eating it in the county."

Li Qingjie was about to turn around, his eyes adapted to the darkness, and he saw four and a half-year-old children running over with bare feet despite the cold night in the mountains.

She looked at him with smiling eyes and swallowed the words on her lips. He stood here, making them even more uncomfortable.

After Li Qingjie walked away, Qiu Lian peeled off the skin of the ham sausage and gave it to each of them. After holding it with her black paws, she sniffed hard with her nose and took a small bite. Only one of them had one.

The whole thing was stuffed into his mouth, and he swallowed it whole without even tasting it.

"Brother, what does it taste like?" He looked at his elder brother's ham longingly.

"Er Gua, you glutton, you are really a pig eating ginseng fruit - I don't know what it tastes like." Da Gua rolled his eyes at him, broke off half of it and handed it to him, "I'll eat it slowly now."

Ergua just took a bite, and when he looked up and saw that no one else was eating, he asked blankly: "Why don't you eat any?"

"Go home and give it to your brothers and sisters to try."[

"Oh! Then I won't eat it either." Ergua looked at them and then at the half ham in his hand, and put it down with a heart.

"Silly boy, there are some here. Take another one when you leave." Qiu Lian felt a little sour in her heart. There was no shortage of land in the mountains, but it was scattered in patches all over the mountains. Most places couldn't get water because of the high terrain.

You can only eat according to the weather. Even in good years, the output is not high. But the people in the mountains are very humane and take care of the Qiu Lian family's land.

The land is relatively flat and good. During spring plowing and autumn harvest, neighbors will come to help. The land does not produce much, just enough to feed the belly. Every day, there is a pot of clear soup with a few vegetable leaves floating on it, and there is not a trace of oil.

Flowers, paired with a black multi-grain pancake. Occasionally stir-fried wild vegetables are a rare delicacy, and there are even rare oil stars in the dishes.

The room did not have any soundproofing effect, so the people inside could hear it clearly. He Junyao held chopsticks in his hands and his eyes darkened. The dishes on the table suddenly lost their taste. Although he had seen more difficult and worse situations than this.

.But in the land of our own country, the children can’t even have enough to eat, and they feel uncomfortable.

The sun rises, the sun sets, and the sun sets. The ancestors repeat the same life for generations, repeating the natural cycle of birth, old age, illness, and death. The biggest wish of the people living on this land is just to have a few sons and have enough food for the whole family. The wish of farmers is very

Very, very small.

Poverty breeds ignorance, and ignorance breeds knowledge. Perhaps living in confusion for a lifetime is not another kind of happiness?

There are no recreational activities in the mountains. As soon as it gets dark, the house closes the door and goes to bed. Candles are a rare thing that can only be lit for a short time during the New Year to honor ancestors. Everyone uses kerosene lamps. A small thick bowl or saucer has a wick made of grass on the side of the bowl.

A stroke of firewood lit up a real lamp, like a bean wind coming in through the crack of the door and shaking. It was a disaster that made people's hearts hang in the air and feel uncomfortable for it. It was like the kerosene made from Qiu Lian's ink bottles.

The lights, those are high-end lights.

Qiu Lian watched the water in the pot boil, soaked in instant noodles, and the four children held the buckets in their hands and walked away. "Oh! Why did you just run away with it? Carefully scald it." After thinking about it, she understood.

Yes, I must have shared it with others.

"Brother Shuanzi, give it to me!" Qiu Lian held the bucket in her hand, quietly walked out of the door, and handed it to a dark figure standing by the door.

"Hey...how did you know I'm here?" A young man scratched his head and walked out of the shadows.

"You can't even get enough to eat, so a tall guy like you will definitely not be able to get enough either." Qiu Lian's face flashed with blush, "Why didn't you put on a shirt and ran out shirtless? It's not cold!

Come in quickly and sit by the stove, it's warm." He pressed him onto the wooden pillar.

The young man looked at Qiu Lian with a silly smile, "Haha..."

"Hurry up and eat some noodles. Why are you looking at me and giggling?" Qiu Lian urged.

"Lian'er, who's here?" Mu Huirong shouted outside the house.

"Mom, Brother Shuanzi is here." Qiu Lian stood on the bead curtain, twisting the edge of her clothes, and said as softly as a mosquito.

"Auntie, it's me!" Shuanzi put the noodles on the stove, opened the curtain and stood at the door. "Thank you for giving the leftover food to the dog."

He Junyao raised his head and took a look. He was a young man of eighteen or nineteen years old. He had a very strong body and was naked from the waist up. In such a cold day, he only wore a pair of single pants with patches on them. He had bare feet and a bronze tendon.

Like iron. He has a Chinese character face, thick eyebrows, and piercing eyes, especially when he looks at the little girl standing outside the door. Even a fool can see that they are in love with his concubine, but it is obvious that he does not like his mother-in-law.

satisfy.

You looked at Mu Huirong. Seeing Ni'er's shy and timid look, Mu Huirong became angry and frowned even more tightly. It's not that Shuanzi is not good, he is honest, hard-working, kind and...

A good hunting skill, but the two families are too similar

He is poorer than her family, has many younger brothers and sisters, and he is the eldest son of the family. From now on, if he really wants to get married, why not continue to suffer! As a mother, I feel sorry for my child. I hope she will marry well in the future.

. But now, it is impossible that the two of them will continue to suffer in the future.

What did Mu Huirong want to say? "Wow..." Many people rushed into the house.

"Second uncle, why are you here? Third uncle, why are you up so late?" Mu Huirong quickly stood up from the edge of the Kang to the ground.

"The rare thing you gave Da Gua and Er Gua shocked the whole village and woke them up. Let's take a look." Uncle Qiu rubbed his hands on his pants many times and stretched out his hands, "You

Well, I am the head of this village, and by seniority, I am also the second uncle of Qiu Zi and his wife."

Li Qingjie reached out and held his hand. It was very thick and rough. He shook it twice and let go. He Junyao also stretched out his hand, shook it twice and let go.

"This is my third uncle, please sit down." Mu Huirong helped him sit on the kang.[

"His second uncle, you also sit down." Mu Huirong greeted, "You guys chat, I'll go out and greet the guests." The men in the family have come out, and it's strange that the women can still stay.

Uncle Qiu was a typical farm man. He was exposed to wind and sun, and he obviously went to the fields frequently. He had dark skin and deep wrinkles on his face. His eyes were narrowed into slits. He glanced at the food on the kang table. He didn't need Huirong to give him permission.

Sitting on the edge of the Kang where she was sitting, "Where are you two distinguished guests from?" (To be continued)