Micro-novel: Fat Wife

The fat lady in the countryside is a practical and capable farmer. Not only does she have a good reputation among her neighbors, but she is also very smart and has seized the opportunity of reform and opening up. In the early 1990s, she has become a great millionaire.

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But she is someone who has come from a difficult era. She dresses simply and never pays attention to what she wears at home and when she goes out. She just thinks that it is enough to dress neatly and not expose her body.

But one time when I went to the county town for business, I encountered something disturbing at the hotel.

That day, she walked into a restaurant and said to the waiter, "Have a bowl of dumplings." The waiter was chatting with an acquaintance at the time. I don't know whether the waiter didn't hear her or the waiter didn't look at her, but he ignored her at all.' Waiter,

"Have a bowl of dumplings." She raised her voice. This time the waiter must have heard her and gave her a blank look, but still ignored her.

Now, she became angry, raised her voice an octave, and shouted loudly: "Waiter, bring me a bowl of dumplings."

"Why are you shouting, you country farmer!" After hearing what the fat lady said, the waiter said impatiently. Her words were obviously looking down upon.

‘What happened to the farmers? Your mother, father, mother-in-law and grandfather probably came from farmers. ‘If there are no farmers to grow crops, who will you eat? Call your leader...”

With this shouting, many people gathered in the restaurant to watch the fun, and the waiter immediately lost his temper. The fat lady continued, "I am paying you for the meal, and I am not eating you for free. I can't even knock you back."

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While she was talking, she took out a wad of hundred-yuan bills from the steamed bun bag and threw it on the table, 'Do you think this money can buy you a bowl of dumplings?' At this time, the waiter was dumbfounded and kept apologizing.'

Auntie, I'm sorry! Auntie, calm down! Just order what you want to eat and I'll have the chef cook it for you right away..."

Uncle Li is a well-known literati in our local area. He has developed a good writing skills. Everyone who celebrates weddings or weddings likes to ask him to write gifts and couplets.

There was a gathering of literary friends recently, and when talking about submission of articles, he mentioned this past incident.

One year, a certain unit held a calligraphy competition. The organizer asked the contributors to present their resumes. So Uncle Li wrote, "Li, a farmer from a certain village in a certain township in a certain county." He felt that his work was quite good and should be

I had to wait a long time to win the prize, but my hopes were dashed.

The next year, the same unit held a calligraphy competition, and the contributors were also required to present their resumes. This time, Uncle Li's resume read, 'Li, a native of a certain village in a certain township in a certain county, once served as a grassroots rural cadre.'

The words are still the same as last year, and this time I really won the award.

My friend Xiaowen likes to travel. During a trip, the tour guide held a party and asked everyone to perform a show. There were singers, dancers, and allegro speakers. These talents can bring joy to people.

I can’t write a single one.

But the tour guide required everyone to have a program. In desperation, Xiaowen read a prose he had recently written to everyone. The result was pretty good, and he won everyone's applause and recognition.

Afterwards, a traveler asked Xiaowen, where did you work as a cadre? Which school are you a teacher? Xiaowen said, I was not delivering water at this time, so I quickly ran up to help Xing up and gave it to the leader.

After saying hello, Xing was helped back to his village not far from the embankment.

Wen Guangzhi's family was a well-known rich man before liberation. He had land, a car, a house, and more than a dozen servants. He also had a business shop in the city. Although his property was confiscated before liberation, the skinny camel was bigger than a horse.

, life is much better than that of ordinary people.

The family has a big business and everyone is taking care of their father and uncle who are teaching abroad. Life is not bad. Zhi is a junior high school student, but due to changes in his composition, he dropped out of school at home. It can be seen that his slender figure and beautiful face still attract many young people.

Young people, with their lively, generous and enthusiastic people, some young people talk nonsense in their dreams: "I know it's mine, let's see who can steal it from me." Behind their backs, the young people say in private: Whoever marries "Zhi" will be a happy person.

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Doctor Xingjing checked and found that one leg was slightly bruised and a little crooked. The doctor said it didn't matter and that a week's rest would be a good thing.

Therefore, Zhi gave Xing Duan food and drink every day and took good care of him. Xing saw that Zhi was so good to him, and the two of them secretly became close to each other after going back and forth.

On a bright moonlit night, the two of them knelt under the dam and swore, with heaven and earth as witness, and the dam as matchmaker, that they would be with Zhi for the rest of their lives! They would never break their promise, and they swore loudly.

In less than a year, Zhi became Xing's bride.

In 1970, Xing's brother became the director of the brigade and used his power to send Xing to a factory in the city. Because Xing was young and educated, and could write and draw, he quickly gained the trust of the factory director. He became the factory director's right-hand man.

I quickly transitioned from a contract worker to a regular worker. I have a son and a daughter. Everyone envies me and calls me a living god. I didn’t say it, but I felt a little excited in my heart.

Children should get married when they are older, and girls should get married when they are older. It is the rule of the world and the common sense of people. We are not ordinary people, so we have to follow the trend. When a son talks about it, he gets married, and when a daughter talks about it, she gets married. Everything will happen naturally and logically.

My son got married first and got a daughter two years after marriage. From pregnancy to birth, it was a smooth journey. I was pregnant for ten months. Once I gave birth, a big fat girl was born. The whole family was happy, but grandma was busy and grandpa was very happy.

Especially when I am a grandma, I almost use my hands and feet at the same time and work non-stop. As a grandpa, I don’t have to worry about it for a few days.

A few years later, my daughter also got married, and she was not to be outdone by her husband. Not to be outdone, she also secretly got pregnant. Ten months later, she was pregnant, no less, and she still got a thousand gold coins. She was so happy that she fell from the sky. How could she not be happy!

As the saying goes: A married woman is like water thrown out, she must be managed by her in-laws, so we should worry less.

I am also a little helpless. My wife passed away two years ago, and I am the only one left in the family. I have ideas but no other options. I am really helpless and powerless.

My daughter has finished her confinement. As a rule, she should return to her parents' home for a while. Because the month is too short and the child is too young, we, a grown man, may not be able to manage it. Besides, we have a craft and are often busy.

After much deliberation, I was afraid that the management was not good, so I had no choice but to directly tell her mother and daughter not to come, and to wait for some time until the children were older.

Time flies by so fast. Three months have passed before I know it, and the daughter has nothing to say when she takes the child back to her parents' home.

In order to welcome the arrival of my daughter and grandson, I made all preparations, such as the oil, salt, sauce and vinegar on the stove, and the bedding sheets on the bed. Basically, everything was complete, and some parts were replaced with new ones.

The day I first came here, I was really happy. It must be the next generation to have a close relationship. I was so excited that I couldn’t express it in words. Plus, my grandson was like a bird that just came out of the nest. He was young and cute, with a pair of wise eyes and a beautiful face.

Expressive, the red mouth is like a ripe cherry, bright and sweet with sourness, the round face is like a colored peach, the fragrance is fragrant, the clean skin is crystal clear, and the fleshy butt

, with the feeling of cotton velvet, holding it in your arms makes you feel indescribably comfortable.

Although my wife is no longer alive, I am confident that my sword will never grow old. I think it is not a big deal to take care of the children. It is not just food, drink, clothing, hugs and bathing, but what else can I have? So I didn’t think too much about it and said it smoothly

Agree to let her and her mother live in my house for a longer period of time.

It's April in spring, when all the flowers are in full bloom, the fragrance is overflowing, the atmosphere is gentle, the breeze is rippling, the wheat is ripe, the fruits are colored, and the air is often filled with a faint fragrance, which makes people intoxicated, relaxed physically and mentally, and happy.

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In the first few days after arriving, the child was crying from time to time. There is a process of adapting to a new environment. The swallows were chirping all the way to the south. Besides, it seems normal for a child. There is nothing to say. I am sorry.

Even though she is a "little one", she still has full confidence.

I am full of joy, fully focused, devoted physically and mentally, and am not afraid of hardship or tiredness. I am busy all day long, letting my daughter take care of the child, feeding and resting. I try my best to take good care of my body, such as cooking, washing, cleaning, everything belongs to me.

, I almost didn’t feel busy, but on the contrary, I was in good order.

I was confident with my head held high and a smile on my face. I didn’t say anything but I thought it was just management!

A period of time passed. I got up early and came back late every day. I never rested during the day. The weather gradually got hotter, and with the busy business, I felt tired. I started to feel a little overwhelmed by the work, and was almost exhausted at night. My daughter said okay,

Repay your kindness, be sensible, and help me out from time to time. It's okay to say that, but this little grandson is different. He never appreciates it. He loses his temper at every turn and uses his special skills -

Crying!

Her crying was not just ordinary crying. It was Meng Jiangnu crying at the Great Wall, vowing not to give up. She cried with no tears at all, her eyes were staring straight, and she was often out of breath and her face turned blue.

I turned purple, even "turned against" and refused to recognize people. I couldn't listen to any bad words, and often gave up the most basic pillar of human life-drinking milk. This often made me helpless, ready to cry without tears, and stamped my feet angrily.

I raised my fists in hatred, but she didn't feel any shrinkage or fear. On the contrary, she became even more "arrogant", staring wide-eyed, kicking her feet and clutching her hands, crying loudly at the bad news, which forced me to admit defeat and surrender, helplessly.

He put down his hand and saw that she was crying out of breath. He felt pity for her, so he held her tightly in his arms, patted Yaoyao, walked around, and gave her a playful smile.

To put it nicely, I really flattered her without fear of getting tired, just so that she wouldn’t cry.

After finally coaxing her, she stopped crying. I was sweating profusely and exhausted. I was really pissed off!

This person's life is also strange. The most "valuable" and squeamish stage is probably at this stage.

My grandson often doesn't cooperate with me at all. I get so angry that I forget her nickname and call her Naughty.

Her life is very regular, and she has strict standards for breastfeeding within two hours. The little naughty girl will not accept more than one mouthful, and will not tolerate one less. You have to follow her requirements and follow her instructions.
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