It was a hot summer day, and the frogs under the lotus leaves were shriveled. They croaked intermittently, and there were a few loose leaves floating in the lotus pond at the entrance.
The few children were searching for snails in the pond. They could get quite a few in one go. This was the only thing that the production team did not care about. Once summer came, they would reproduce quickly. The children would play in the pond, and everyone could satisfy their cravings together.
It was so hot that Tian'er did not even bother to call for cicadas. Only Li Guihua still had a voice to quarrel.
She was a villager from Dahe Village. At this moment, she was sitting under a big locust tree. She was bathing her youngest son, Goudan, while scolding her husband.
"What did I say? This is going to be troublesome, Hezhi. This niece of yours is really troublesome!"
Li Guihua was only 35 years old. His face was dark red from working in the fields.
"Bitch, you only know how to quarrel. When my brother asked you to take care of her and gave you a bicycle ticket, didn't you smile until your mouth was crooked?"
The one who spoke loudly and coarsely was her husband, He Zhi. As he had studied in junior high school, he could calculate accounts clearly. In recent years, he had been an accountant in the brigade. Of course, he still had to work in the fields during the busy season.
However, because he knew how to calculate accounts, he was considered to be one of the more cultured people in the village.
"A bicycle ticket? Can a ticket buy food? Let me ask you now. There are so many mouths to feed at home. What can your niece do? What can she do? When she works in the fields, she can harvest wheat. When she transplants rice, she can attract leeches. You can just treat her like a grandma and raise her!"
As she spoke, Li Guihua rubbed Little Goudan's tender skin with all her might. Little Goudan's mouth twitched, and he started to cry.
How could this be? With this quarrel, He Zhi's blood rushed to his head and heart. He took off his shoe and was ready to throw it at Li Guihua. "No matter how stubborn you are, I still want to raise this girl. If you dare to make noise again, I will slap you to death with my shoe."
Li Guihua was not afraid. She ruffled her hair and screamed, "Come, come and see. He Dashun is hitting his wife. In socialism, in the communist society, women can hold up half the sky. If he hits a woman, it means that he has hit half the sky." Her scream could be heard by all the neighbors. Recently, the couple often quarreled about He Xiaoli. Everyone treated it as a joke.
He Zhi stomped his feet on the ground and slapped his buttocks angrily. The child in the bathtub also cried. In an instant, the house was so lively that it was as if there was a drama going on.
He Zhi and his wife were quarreling about their niece, He Xiaoli. At this time, she was curled up on the bed with a big bump on her head. She was unconscious.
She had just come back from the city. On the way back, she swayed from the tricycle and fell on the edge of the dam. She fainted. She had no idea that her uncle's house was in chaos because of her.
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This was Dahe Village, located in the southwest corner of the county two hundred kilometers away from the provincial capital. It was a well-known poor village in Xincai County. This village was also very famous because it trained the first college student in Xincai County, He Zheng. He Zheng graduated from the Southern Medical University. After graduation, he was trained to be a doctor. For a time, he was valued by the hospital because he had fought in the Vietnam War and came back.
Who knew that when the last group of intellectuals was brought down by the Anti-Four Olds movement last year, such a doctor was locked up in the cowshed because he cooperated well with an American doctor several times in the hospital.
The American doctor also jumped down from the seventh floor and became a bloody meat pie.
He Zheng's daughter, He Xiaoli, came to Dahe Village from the provincial capital.
He Xiaoli, who was born in 1959, grew up in the provincial capital. She was like a delicate flower and was only seventeen years old.
When she returned to the village, her father stuffed a lot of good things into her pocket. One of them was a rare "bicycle ticket" and the money she saved. They were locked up and didn't need it. After returning to the village, He Xiaoli took the ticket to her uncle, He Zhi, and aunt, Li Guihua.
It really made her aunt happy for a few days.
Nowadays, if you have money but don't have a ticket, you can't spend it even if you want to. Otherwise, being a doctor was very difficult.
Li Guihua took the ticket and the 180 RMB that his brother gave him and bought a "Phoenix" brand bicycle. He went through the back door and sent He Dajun, who had a junior high school diploma, to the state-owned factory. Although he was still an apprentice, he had a monthly salary of 30 RMB and 40 pounds of grain. He couldn't eat all the grain by himself, so he had to give some to his family. His family's condition was much better than before.
At first, Li Guihua smiled when he saw He Xiaoli. However, this kind of life didn't last long. Some time ago, there was a robbery in the village. He Xiaoli accidentally cut the wheat that was planted by the villagers. The whole family was deducted a lot of work points from the village. This month, their grain distribution was reduced by a lot.
"Isn't there still the 10 pounds of rice that Dajun sent over? You can save it. Our family is living well enough. Didn't you see Liu Cai next door? She can't eat more than a few eggs after giving birth. Our family didn't treat you badly, right?" When Li Guihua gave birth to Goudan, He Zheng sent a lot of good things back from the provincial capital. After Goudan was eight months old, she drank milk powder for two months.
"Isn't it right for your brother to treat you well? When he went to Guangzhou to study, who supported him? If you support a scholar like him, your whole family will be poor for ten years. " Li Guihua was being sarcastic. Other people were envious of college students, but she couldn't do anything about it. She was envious and nagged at the same time.
He Zhi was so angry that he wanted to hit the wall: "It's our family's business to support my brother. It's none of your business. Do we need you to support him? Aren't you the one who is enjoying life?"
Compared to other people in the same village, Li Guihua didn't suffer much.
He Zhi was the strongest man in the brigade. He was educated and had a job. He could earn work points during the farm work.
When he went to cut rope grass in the summer, he didn't even need to sleep. He could cut five pounds of rope grass in one night. When the people from the paper mill came to collect three pounds of rope grass, they directly exchanged rice for the three pounds of rope grass. It was a real 30 pounds of big white rice. It was a blessing to have such a capable man and a son who was a worker in the county.
What was more enviable was that when He Zheng was doing well two years ago, he sent malted milk powder, White Rabbit Creamy Milk, milk powder, vanishing cream, and industrial coupons back from the provincial capital. When the old lady was still alive, it was the old lady who used it. After the old lady left, He Zheng still often sent things back home. Of course, these things were used by Li Guihua.
He Zheng only had two brothers in his family. In the past, when He Zheng went out to study, his younger brother, He Zhi, had sent a lot of things to school. It was the local goods from his hometown. Now that he was successful, who else could he help but his younger brother?
"Can you ask her to go back to the educated youth station to eat?" In fact, He Xiaoli usually lived in the educated youth station and ate in the big canteen. Now, the family was preparing some meat dishes to entertain He Dajun who came back from the city. He Zhi asked his niece to come over to eat. Li Guihua was in a dilemma. There were six men in the family, and the girl also needed to eat. How could there be more food to entertain her?
"No!" He Zhi was so angry that his face and neck turned red. "The girl just fell down and is still lying inside. Now she needs nourishment. Otherwise, how could I bear to kill that chicken? If I wake her up and she hears it, I will fall out with you!"
"I was wondering why you would let me kill a chicken that you couldn't even bear to kill during the New Year. So it turns out that you want to give it to this wretched girl to nourish her body. You only have your brother and family in your heart. Marrying you, I really have eight lifetimes of bad luck." While speaking, Li Guihua started to sob.
He Zhi was irritated when he looked at this woman. If it were not for the sake of the children, he would not have tolerated her.
****
He Xiaoli had a headache. He Xiaoli touched her head. Why was it so noisy outside? She just "meditated" while crossing the road and was hit by a drunk driver's car. When she woke up, she found herself lying in a shabby old house. There was a noisy couple outside. She concluded that … she probably transmigrated into a popular novel "The White Lotus Fights the Cheap Mistress".
From the conversation between her uncle and aunt, it could be seen that the original owner's family liked the original owner very much. However, because Li Guihua was an outsider, he looked down on this niece who was not related by blood.
The original owner's family was a typical rural family. They liked sons very much. However, her uncle's family gave birth to five fat sons. Therefore, this daughter was particularly rare. Not to mention other things, when the old lady gave birth, she also doted on He Xiaoli like a treasure. For this reason, Li Guihua felt uncomfortable when he looked at He Xiaoli.
Needless to say, his five sons were particularly fond of this white and tender sister who came from the city.
This book is Su Shuang, Mary Sue's Su, Face Slapping Piapia is very cool. Of course, the coolness lies in the white lotus female protagonist Liu Enci. The author describes the emotional entanglement of several educated youths in the countryside from the perspective of a white lotus.
The female lead was called Liu Enci, the daughter of a teacher. The male lead was called Chen Gang, the son of a university professor. He Xiaoli, the cannon fodder supporting female lead, was the scum female lead that everyone in the book wanted to beat.
In fact, at first, He Xiaoli was not a bad person. It was just that she fell in love with someone she should not have and became a street rat that everyone wanted to beat.
The white lotus female lead had always been kind, friendly and sympathetic to the weak. Even if it was a slap in the face, it was an unintentional slap in the face. But every time, it was very cool. Layer upon layer, it made the reader unable to stop reading.
And the original owner, the cannon fodder supporting female lead, changed from an ignorant little educated youth to a bitch that everyone wanted to beat. If they guessed correctly, this was probably all done by Bai Lian Hua in the dark.
In the story of Bai Lian Hua and the scum mistress, anyone would sympathize with and approve of Bai Lian Hua's actions. But He Xiaoli had a different view at that time. Not only because she had the same name as the supporting female lead, He Xiaoli, but more importantly, as a mature intellectual woman, she could think rationally. After thinking about it, He Xiaoli found that the original owner was gradually being beaten by everyone. Every time, it was Bai Lian Hua behind the scenes. Gradually, she was forced to be pointed out by others and give up on herself.
But in the original work, He Xiaoli was a very simple girl. Her mind was simple and her thinking was not developed. She only knew how to love and hate. Time and time again, she was led by an older and more mature girl and eventually became a tragic "mistress" character.
Because He Xiaoli's character was too straightforward, it was not a very likable character. If the reader stood in the female lead's perspective, of course, they would feel that this kind of face slapping was very cool. But He Xiaoli's character was a cannon fodder. From the cannon fodder's perspective, she did not want to become a mouse that everyone wanted to beat!
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