"What's the holiday? Hey, I have to think about this!"

Mrs. Si opened the lid of the big black pot, and white mist steamed up.

When the heat dissipated a little, she quickly grabbed the steamed buns and put them on the straw plate.

Straw plate is a plate that northerners use to weave or sew together sorghum straw.

There are hexagons, circles, and quadrilaterals.

Water vats, rice vats, noodle vats, etc., all large and small containers that need to be covered are basically covered with straw trays.

Put the steamed buns on the straw tray, which is breathable and will not let the steamed bun base turn rotten white due to the heat being blocked.

After Si Chen washed his hands, he moved a small stool and sat down by the stove to eat.

Mrs. Si stood by the stove, tilted her head and thought about it, then muttered in confusion:

"Could it be that? It shouldn't be. She was quite grateful to me at the time."

Si Chen quickly asked: "What is it?"

Mrs. Si came back to her senses and said, "What's wrong, Chen sesame has rotted millet."

"Back then, your eldest aunt, your eldest uncle, Dazhu's mother and Dazhu's father all grew up together."

"Your eldest uncle, Qingbai, was raised by our family. You should know this."

"Yeah." Si Chen nodded while eating.

In the spring of 1945, on the eve of the victory of the Anti-Japanese War.

His eldest aunt Xuemei was stolen by traitors when she was six months old and presented to the Japanese general in order to use her to blackmail the commander of the garrison in Yuanmeng County.

This group leader is none other than her father, Si Zhan.

At that time, Si Qingbai, who was four years old, had no idea what he had gone through, but he actually carried Si Xuemei back from the prisoner's den overnight.

It’s nothing short of a miracle!

Perhaps because he was frightened, perhaps because he was still young, Si Qingbai didn't speak for three years.

The Si family must have taken in this child and named him Si Qingbai.

Everyone thought he was mute, but unexpectedly, he began to speak at the age of seven.

Mrs. Si recalled while saying:

"Later, when the children grew up, Xuemei and Zhaodi both wanted to see Qingbai."

"As for Qingbai, my heart is tied to Xuemei."

"At that time, in order to avoid unnecessary complications, and also to cut off Zhaodi's thoughts about Qingbai."

"After discussing with your grandfather, I decided to get them engaged early."

"I remember that on the day they got engaged, Zhaodi ran away from home crying."

"The next day, everyone in the village went out to look for it, and I found it first..."

At this point, Mrs. Si suddenly stopped.

He seemed to be considering, as if hesitating.

After a long while, he let out a long sigh and said:

"When I found it, I didn't know who had ruined it."

Si Chen was shocked, was there such a thing?

It seems that the root of all problems lies here.

"At that time, it was Dazhu Daddy who found her with me." Mrs. Si sighed again:

"Actually, Dazhu's father is not your Uncle Mantun."

"Dazhu, I don't know whose seed it is."

"If Zhao Di doesn't tell me, I won't ask."

"Mandun and I didn't tell anyone about that matter. We kept the plan in our stomachs."

"What a pity, God plays tricks on people, Zhao Di is pregnant."

"At that time, she didn't dare to let her family know. Liushenwuzhu came to me crying, knelt down and begged me to save her."

"I told her to beat the child. She said she was afraid that her father would find out and beat her to death. She was also afraid that the villagers would find out and laugh at her for the rest of her life. She was even more afraid that beating the child would kill her, so she didn't dare."

"Isn't Mancun waiting to meet Zhaodi? I called the two of them together and asked him if he wanted to marry Zhaodi."

"Mancun is a kind boy, and he said he was willing."

"Zhao Di was desperate at that time, so she kowtowed to me in tears and agreed."

"Father Zhaodi is a scoundrel!"

"Speak harshly to the Yang family, saying that if you want to marry Zhaodi, you have to give two measures of wheat as a bride price."

"That was sixty years! How could there be so much wheat?"

"When I was working in a production team, I would be punished if I hid a handful of grain in my pocket or shoe."

"At that time, I took the risk of being punished and took away the government's food and secretly gave it to him. That's how I got it done."

"Over the years, Zhaodi has always looked grateful to me. I thought she was sincere, but it turns out, alas!"

After all, Mrs. Si is sixty years old. She has seen too many people's hearts and experienced too many storms.

As soon as Si Chen told the story tonight, she knew what the problem was:

"Zhao Di is still very worried about what happened back then."

"Xuemei is now a professor at Longcheng University, and Qingbai holds such a high position."

"Looking back at Zhaodi, these years have indeed been hard. She became a widow at a young age and had to work hard to support her two older sons."

"Compared with Xuemei, her heart is definitely unbalanced."

Si Chen listened silently, thinking, more than just an imbalance?

I guess I have been resentful for half my life!

In the past, Si Chen often saw Dazhu's mother whipping the sheep Dazhu to death with a feather duster.

Yang Dazhu's body is always covered with scars.

It turns out that the problem is here.

Her eldest son reminds her of the tragedy she suffered that year all the time.

It’s not surprising that Yang Dazhu was raised to be so ruthless.

Si Chen also finally understood that the source of Yang Dazhu's hatred for their Si family and his half-life-long revenge came from his mother.

When a child is young, his parents' long-term domestic violence against him brings trauma to the child, which is mostly unhealable.

Especially those children who have serious thoughts will pass on this kind of violent behavior to others when they grow up.

For example, Yang Dazhu's hatred and resentment towards the Si family, and his long-term secret revenge.

Happy people use their childhood to heal their lives.

Unfortunate people may spend their whole lives curing their childhood, but they may not be able to cure it in their whole lives.

…

The next day, at five o'clock in the morning, Si Chen was woken up by his child.

Yi Gulu got up and helped change the baby's diaper and feed her milk.

The goat's milk was cooked after dinner yesterday, put in a thermos, and poured out when drinking.

The dairy goat at home can be milked three times a day, which is enough for the babies.

The two babies woke up once each at night, and when they hummed, Yan Lixia got up to feed them.

Si Chen was so asleep that he didn't even know.

It was early in the morning. One of the couple held a baby in their arms, and the other held a glass bottle to feed the baby.

The father is holding his sister, and the mother is holding her brother. The four members of the family are sitting opposite each other, which is very warm.

Si Chen's heart was so soft.

He really enjoys this peaceful family atmosphere!

Suddenly remembering something, Si Chen asked:

"Li Xia, where did you hide the license you mentioned last time?"ъìqυgΕtv.℃ǒΜ

Yan Lixia raised her eyes slightly, blinked, and asked:

"What do you want that for?"

Si Chen was a little dumbfounded and teased:
To be continued...