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He Songbai put down the manure in his hand, silently washed his hands by the well, and walked to the uninvited guest.
His eldest sister gestured to him and said, "Help, carry the luggage."
He Songbai frowned,
His dark and fierce eyes darkened slightly.
He Songye saw the strong vigilance in his eldest brother's eyes,
He said, "Let her,
Live here. "
"She, doesn't, have a place to live."
He Songbai's rough fingers pressed on the woman's shoulder,
He pushed her back a little.
His tall body blocked the door with the momentum.
He said lazily, "What do you want?"
As he spoke, he used one hand to drive He Songye into the house.
Zhao Lanxiang stared blankly as the old man slammed the door shut with a bang, locking He Songye in the room. No matter how much He Songye knocked on the door, the old man was still indifferent.
His thick eyebrows revealed undisguised indifference and vigilance,
His slightly hoarse voice revealed a hint of indecency,
"Do you know who I am?"
After saying that, the man wantonly looked at the woman's chest,
It wasn't until he made her blush that he finally averted his gaze.
Zhao Lanxiang did not expect that her modest and serious husband actually had such a rogue side.
Her heart actually pounded a few times quietly.
This "poor and down and out" old man, when he was lazy and undisciplined, still had the flavor of a gangster brother popular in the 1990s. His sharp and deep eyebrows and unruly face looked so fierce that he could jump up and hit people at any time.
Unfortunately … his consciousness was twenty years ahead of his time,
At that time, he was sought after by tens of thousands of people,
Now, he was a loafer who was pointed at and scolded by people behind his back.
The man was wearing ragged clothes that had been washed white today,
His eyes were casual, but Zhao Lanxiang, who had shared a bed with him for twenty years, knew that her man was a wolf cub. His tone sounded casual, but in his heart, he probably suspected that she had coaxed his honest elder sister.
Zhao Lanxiang took out three yuan and met his lazy and indifferent gaze. He said fearlessly, "This is the rent. I'm not living here for free."
"The collective dormitory of the educated youths has collapsed. I have no place to stay. Your family has a small population and a big place. I like living there. I will move out after the new dormitory for educated youths is built at the end of the year. "
No matter how immature he was compared to a few decades later, she firmly believed that he was still a smart man at heart. At present, this family was too poor. If they could exchange the house that had been empty for many years for a meager rent, they should not refuse. Besides … she didn't look like a restless person.
At this time, He Songye knocked on the door a few times and anxiously yelled. He even kicked the door angrily because he was locked in the room.
For the sake of his elder sister, for the sake of this woman who was weak and harmless, He Songbai temporarily gave in.
He took the stack of money from the woman's hand and casually stuffed it into his pocket without looking. He warned, "I'll say the ugly words first. Don't cause trouble. If you cause trouble, pack up your bag and get out. "
Zhao Lanxiang nodded and kicked the bag with her foot. "Thank you for your hard work, labor."
Zhao Lanxiang would not be polite to him for the time being. After all, he was a stranger who had paid the rent. Being too polite would make her suspect that he had bad intentions. He Songbai had been used to the cold eyes of the entire brigade since he was young. When he suddenly met a stranger who was unreasonably enthusiastic, he would either suspect that she was stupid or had bad intentions.
Zhao Lanxiang learned a lesson from the cold treatment in the cornfield last time.
He Songbai did not like to owe people favors. The last time he helped her was probably because of a few candies. He thought that he could simply leave after paying the debt. If he ate a few more buns from her, the debt would not be settled again.
This thought was projected onto He Songbai decades later. He was rich and overbearing. He would spare no effort to repay the people who had helped him. If there was money, he would give money. If there was effort, he would give effort. If he owed a penny, he would pay back three cents. Therefore, he was the "God of Wealth" for many people. People around him were willing to make friends with him. Favors came from all directions, and his business was flourishing.
He Songbai put away his hooligan appearance and silently bent down to pick up the scattered luggage on the ground and carried it into the house.
He Songye was let out. She raised her hand into a fist and hit him twice on the head. Her face was full of anger. She was very dissatisfied with his behavior just now, as if she was defending her position as the head of the family. He Songbai did not resist. He bowed his head and let her hit him.
He Songye smiled guiltily at Zhao Lanxiang and gestured to her. "He has a bad temper."
"He's not bad. Don't worry."
"You, sit down. He, tidies up."
Zhao Lanxiang really did as she was told. She found a small stool and sat down. She supported her chin with both hands and watched the old man tidy up inside and out with relish. The man used a few wooden planks to make a simple bed. The joints were joined with grooves and tenons. He did not use a single nail throughout the whole process. His movements were very skillful. The wood chips flew everywhere where the sickle saw fell. In the end, he blew a few times and the wood chips on the bed board were blown off. His rough thumb touched the bed board everywhere and pulled out all the thorns that stuck out.
His sharp and deep eyebrows were upturned. Even when he was expressionless, he often revealed a fierce look. However, he was very serious and meticulous when he fiddled with the carpentry. Zhao Lanxiang was fascinated by him. Her eyes inadvertently revealed a gentle look.
At this moment, she really wanted to hug this thin man and pick off all the dust on his head. But … she knew clearly that she could not do this. The old man was a very vigilant person.
He Songbai raised his head. Zhao Lanxiang's eyes had already changed into normal emotions. She touched the bed with her thumb and asked with slight disgust,
"Can this sleep?"
He Songye smiled and gestured to explain, "He, has been a carpenter. Craftsmanship, OK. "
"Bed, steady, sleep."
Zhao Lanxiang handed the last meat bun that was still warm in her pocket to He Songbai, who was sweating profusely. He Songbai did not take it. He wiped his sweat with a broken towel and ran to the well outside to wash his face.
Zhao Lanxiang pushed the bun into He Songye's hand, "Give it to him. There's only one left. I'm full."
She touched her stomach. Just now, she and Sister He had eaten nine buns by the ridge of the field. Now they were both full.
He Songye was the one who was truly stuffed. On the way back, her stomach was stuffed to the point of discomfort. Her stomach, which had not seen oil for a long time, became weak. She had only walked a few steps when she vomited. He Songye was both distressed and pitiful. She was very sad. She squatted in the grass and stared at the filth for a long time. In the end, she was reluctant to let it go. She shoveled it back to feed the chickens.
In the end, He Songbai did not even want to look at the bun. He Songye lovingly placed it in the pot to warm it for his sister.
The siblings worked hard for a long time before they worked together to tidy up the city guest's house until it was spotless. Zhao Lanxiang touched the new quilt on the bed and took out the silk quilt that Father Zhao and Mother Zhao had asked someone to sew for her. She carried the quilt and returned it to He Songye.
He Songye glanced at the city girl's quilt. It was soft and smooth. It was warm in the winter and cool in the summer and gentle in the winter. Her new quilt was indeed unnecessary. He Songye put his quilt back into the box. In He Songbai's eyes, this action had a different meaning.
He chewed the croissant in his mouth and spat out the residue in his mouth. His eyes were dark and gloomy.
He Songye rang the bell a few times. He Songbai turned and went into the firewood shed. He put in a few sweet potatoes and some brown rice to boil a pot of water. He Songye saw his brother cook sweet potato porridge. He scooped spoonful after spoonful. The water was clear like waves. She shook her head and added in a few handfuls of rice.
He Songbai lifted his eyelids and squatted down to light the fire indifferently.
He Songye used the bell to knock his head and glared at him.
He Songbai said lightly, "That's enough. What will we eat next month if you put in so much rice?"
Although he said that, when he scooped the rice, he filled a bowl with pure rice for his grandmother and half a rice with sweet potatoes for the city guest. In the end, there was a pile of yellow sweet potatoes left for the three siblings to share.
"Granny, have you eaten meat?"
The old woman hugged her granddaughter in her arms and patted her back with her withered hand. "I have."
The delicious taste of the stewed pig trotter reminded the old man of the He family's situation before the decline of the He family. At that time, there were many servants and maids at home. There was an endless supply of good food and good meat. There was also an endless supply of silk and satin … Accompanied by these beautiful memories, the old woman sank into a sweet dream.
… …
Zhao Lanxiang was sent to fertilize the corn fields early in the morning. She carried the ashes from the stove and waited for the members to dig a small hole. Then, she shoveled the ashes and buried them.
At this time, the corn had already sprouted buds that were as tall as a person. Zhao Lanxiang was not afraid of being dirty or tired. What she was most afraid of were the furry insects hidden under the corn leaves. She turned around every three steps and could see the wriggling insects in her field of vision. This kind of sour feeling was more torturous than having blood blisters on her hands and feet.
At this time, she pulled out a caterpillar from her sleeve. She didn't know when it had crawled over. Her whole body trembled.
"Sister Zhao!"
He Sanya wriggled over from among the green corn stalks. She held two sticks and swiftly put the insect in Zhao Lanxiang's hand into her bamboo tube.
Zhao Lanxiang wiped the cold sweat off her forehead. "Why are you here?"
She touched He Sanya's sweaty head. The little girl obediently handed over the bamboo tube in her hand. A bunch of wriggling insects were entangled in the large bamboo tube.
Zhao Lanxiang looked over and goosebumps appeared all over her body.
"I'm here to catch insects to feed the chickens." He Sanya said softly. Her eyes were clear.
She lifted the lid and looked at the insects in the tube. After a while, she would be able to catch enough insects for today.
Zhao Lanxiang knew that He Sanya was the one who fed all the chickens at home. She was even more impressed with her.
He Sanya had started feeding the chickens that Sister He brought back from town when they were still fluffy little balls. She loved these chickens very much. Every day, she would run to the chicken coop and take turns to hold them. Every chicken's feathers were glistening from the insects she fed them.
Sister He would pick up two or three eggs every day. They were round and plump. She would crack one every few days to make a bowl of egg custard for her grandmother. She would save the rest of the eggs. Once she had saved enough eggs, she would let her brother sell them to the supply and demand cooperative for money.
For this poor family, the hens were no different from a gold mine. The money they could get from selling eggs was a very important source of income. If it wasn't for the community's rule that each family could only keep three chickens at most, the three hardworking siblings would have raised ten to twenty chickens in one go.
He Sanya licked her lips and said, "Brother is going to town to get some money for eggs today."
Zhao Lanxiang said, "Is that so? Well, I'm going to town to do something anyway. "
She finished her morning chores and decisively asked for a leave of absence. The brigade leader, Li Dali, turned a blind eye and gave Zhao Lanxiang's job to Zhou Jiazhen. After all, if he didn't work, he wouldn't get any money.
Zhao Lanxiang didn't know if she would be able to meet He Songbai. However, when she returned to the He family, Sister He said that he had already left.
Zhao Lanxiang took out a large note from her bag and took a basket with her. This time, she didn't ask Zhou Jiazhen to go to town because she had something important to do.
She walked into town and paid attention to the black market. She bought some fresh bayberries from a roadside stall and discreetly asked where she could buy food.
The honest farmer's eyes immediately became alert. He quickly waved his hand and said, "Comrade, how would I know if you ask me!"
"My sister-in-law just gave birth to a baby. She needs a lot of milk. My parents want to give her something good to eat," Zhao Lanxiang said.
The farmer took off his hat and carefully looked at Zhao Lanxiang.
This girl was dressed very prettily. She was wearing a checkered shirt with two braids hanging down. She wore a pair of black leather shoes and spoke Mandarin with perfect pronunciation. Her voice was soft and soft, and she looked very scholarly.
Zhao Lanxiang took out some money and bought the remaining bayberries. She said sadly, "I can't buy eggs or meat. Let's buy more bayberries to give her an appetite … I can only spend some money to buy food. How much is food without coupons?"
The honest farmer's tight-lipped mouth was finally pried open, and he pointed her to an alley.
Zhao Lanxiang followed his instructions and found the black market in Qing Miao Town. This place was very mobile. Because they were afraid of being arrested by the police, they changed locations every once in a while. If it wasn't for Zhao Lanxiang's sharp eyes that smelled the scent of a drug dealer on the stall owner, she probably wouldn't have been able to find this place even if she searched the entire town.
She haggled until her mouth was dry. She spent five yuan to buy five kilograms of meat coupons from a drug dealer. She also spent some money to buy food and sugar coupons. She also bought many rare spices on a street in the black market.
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