Chapter 11 Better be honest after the fight

Author: Li Xiansen, Old City

Chapter 11 Better be honest after the fight

Wu Hao was deeply moved by the future of the village. The scenery of the paradise was picturesque, and the people who were left behind were people who had a relationship with the farm.

After thirty years of reincarnation, people now run to the city, and in the future, people in the city want to come to the countryside.

When the pallet stopped in the southeast of the village, I got off the bus and wanted the old man to go to his house for dinner, but Yu Laoqi said nothing.

He didn't force it, and he would go home after a long time.

He looked east at the more than a thousand acres of wasteland rivers that had not been developed and the forests in the distance, and looked back at the simple houses to the west, which made him feel a sense of gap.

Even if there are fewer people in a few decades, they will be the second floor of brick and tile houses. Now half of his family has adobe and thatched houses, and the remaining half are slab-clad bungalows.

The board-clad mud room is made of board skin and wooden boards vertically to make a wall, and then fine slats of several centimeters wide are nailed on the wall, and loess and water are used to make mud and straw, so as to paste the four exterior walls and roofs.

Adobe houses are similar to boards with mud. If wooden boards are replaced with adobe, they are like bricks. The roof is covered with alkaline earth to prevent leakage and needs to be repaired every summer.

Well, sometimes a few grasses can be laid on the roof.

When I was a child, I often went to dig alkaline soil with my father in the straw mat. The child who didn’t fall in love with school worked for two days and went to school again.

His family is in the northeast corner of the village, with a small courtyard surrounded by earthen walls, with several strolling chickens inside.

People who are diligent and have earthen walls, which are only one meter high, and most of them are fenced courtyards.

There are three low adobe houses behind the garden, two strings of red peppers and a few ears of corn cobs hanging under the eaves, and two warehouses to the west and a row of doghouses.

There is no snow on the roof, and there are two heavy snow piles on the ground. It is no exaggeration to step on the snow on his house to collapse the roof.

There is a small cart next to the snow pile. When I was a child, my mother often took him to my grandma's house.

Wu Hao walked into the yard and came to the door, feeling a little timid. He felt like he had been dreaming for decades when he went out for a day, and he was a little afraid to face his family.

Put the axe and knife under the window, take a deep breath and open the wooden door and look at the underground of the outer room.

That is, in the rural kitchen, there is a sauerkraut jar and a sauce jar on the left, and there is a pile of firewood in the corner.

The wooden simple bowl rack opposite is next to the main house door.

The pot on the right hand side was covered with heat, and a smell of rice drifted in the air with the heat.

A middle-aged woman in her forties sat in front of the stove pit.

The black hair is mixed with silver threads and a charitable face. At first glance, he is the kind of person with a good temper.

Although the shallow wrinkles took away her charm, it can still be seen that she had a very good appearance when she was young.

It's his mother Gao Lijuan.

He is not only good-looking, but he was famous for being beautiful in a village when he was young, so he looked like his mother.

Later, his father Wu Weiguo relied on his reputation as an old man to marry someone else.

"Mom." Wu Hao's eyes were red and choked.

The whole family is worried about him for the rest of their lives, especially the woman in front of them has given too much for him and has lived for his son for the rest of her life.

The mother later had very low requirements, and the son was enough to get married and live and work in peace.

But his mother failed to get what she wanted before leaving in her previous life.

This is also the reason why he is obsessed with Guo Laoer and Hou Dabao.

Gao Lijuan turned her head to look at the sound, looked up and down, lowered her head and continued to burn the fire.

It's over, angry.

After so many years of mother and son, they can guess what the other person is thinking by looking at their expressions.

Wu Hao calmed down and went into the house to take out the meat and put it on the pot. Gao Lijuan ignored her.

He didn't dare to make trouble, so he carried his cloth pocket and opened the door and put it on the cabinet. He turned his head to look at the end of the kang, and a small pudding wearing a flowery cotton jacket came into his eyes.

Xiaodoubao looked up and saw the person clearly, "Wow." Tears fell, and walked to the edge of the kang with his short legs and stretched out his hands and shouted, "Big pot."

Goodbye to Reincarnation, the big pot made Wu Hao's heart tremble, his eyes turned red, and he hurriedly walked over and picked up his sister and patted him on the back and coaxed him.

Xiaodoubao is usually close to him, so he leaves without saying a word. The little girl will cry and look for anyone she doesn't see. She will keep anything delicious for her brother to eat together.

He also loves him for the rest of his life.

Wu Hao felt distressed when he touched his sister's somewhat yellow hair.

Apart from three old wooden cabinets, the only household appliances in the house are light bulbs. Nowadays, a few cadres and families have black and white TVs.

The price of six or seven hundred yuan is daunting.

This is not only the whole village, but also the countryside. He knew that his mother had a small treasury, and it must be two or three hundred yuan. His mother saved it for several years to leave it for him to get married.

Wu Hao can understand his mother, but he is reluctant to spend money when he is not doing well.

People in this era live carefully and no one family can eat meat often, but his mother is too stingy and ate a meat meal twenty days ago.

He and Xiaodoubao were so hungry.

There are few vegetables in winter, people lack nutrition, and their diet is not balanced.

Every household is the same, and the little girl is all yellow-haired. This is how the name of the yellow-haired girl comes from.

Adults who are malnourished don’t care, they all came here when they were young.

Some people have many children, just live, but they really live. It’s enough to be frozen to death or starve to death.

But his family is not that difficult. It would be almost the same if you don’t say that you can eat better. When there is meat in the convenience store, my mother doesn’t buy it.

Xiaodoubao hugged his elder brother's neck and shed tears. Wu Hao was coaxing him, and some people were unhappy.

"cough!"

Wu Hao turned his head and saw, yo! Old Wu was at home, and he had a completely different mentality when he saw his mother and his father.

Wu Weiguo wore a green military uniform and looked good. He looked cold when he raised his face, which could scare children.

Sitting on the head of the kang, leaning against the corner of the wall, crossing his legs, putting his right hand on his knee and tapping it, staring at this side with his eyes slanted.

What? Do you want to do it? Wu Hao thought to himself that he dared not say it, and he couldn't ask what you were looking at, but he looked back with his eyes slanted.

Lao Wu, the militia leader, has little to do, mainly because he watches crops in autumn and goes to the forest farm to work in winter. This year, he has not gone to school because of his work.

It is impossible for the father and the other two to fight. After all, it is him. He has to be beaten before he was fifteen years old.

It is logical that parents of his honest children don’t know how to beat him, but this is wrong. Everyone has a bad side.

Lao Wu loved drinking when he was young, and he was not easy to fool him. Drinking a little wine can cause trouble. He seemed to love fighting more than drinking.

When he got home, he fought with his wife. Although Gao Lijuan had a good temper, she was not a vegetarian. Her mother's brother had also served as a soldier.

She can do it twice. Rural women are also very strong and can't beat them even if they can't. They have to beat them twice a year.

And he kissed his mother and didn't hit his father but hugged him. Which father wouldn't get angry?

If you have nothing to do, you have to beat him up!

Until he was 15 years old, he was 1.72 meters tall. The people in the Wu family were easy to identify, and they were all big apes and bees with their waists.

The couple fought, and he came back and hugged Lao Wu and kicked his mother a stick, which meant he was shaved hard.

Gao Lijuan kissed her son, but she didn't beat her up easily this time. Wu Weiguo couldn't break free. He knew that his son was almost no match for him when he grew up, and he was beaten for a whole day and didn't get off the kang.

Why did you say that? You're so honest after you've finished calling.

Then Gao Lijuan took her son back to her parents' home, and Wu Weiguo cooked at home to coax her newborn daughter, and had to raise two pigs that year.

I only insisted on picking up my wife for one day.

From then on, he did not dare to speak loudly. As for beating his son, he might not be able to beat him.

The two of them stared at each other with big eyes and Xiaodou wiped his tears. The scene was extremely awkward.
Chapter completed!