Traveling through the 80s and marrying a rough man

Chapter 321

Chen Xuebin: "..."

"Father, what are you doing?"

Does he look like a fool?

Chen Xuebin pulled Father Chen's outstretched fingers aside, so as not to disturb him carrying water.

Father Chen took it back and continued to make gestures, asking stubbornly.

"How much do you say one plus one equals?"

"It's the same as the second line, Dad, if you don't get up again, I won't be able to challenge you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the shoulder pole slipped from his shoulders, with two bang bang bang bang bangs, the bucket fell to the ground, Gululu rolled and sprinkled it, almost completely sprinkling it clean.

"father!"

Chen Xuebin complained and shouted, do you know how much effort he had to carry water?Do you know how tired he was when he picked the last two buckets?
Father Chen is very happy, as long as their only Miaomiao Miao is not stupid!

"You go back and rest, daddy picks it up!" As he said that, he was about to pick up the pole.

It happened that a neighbor passed by and cast contemptuous eyes, as if to say, he really is a "big filial son", seeing how tired your father is, and asking him to carry water, even if you can't carry water, what's the use of raising you .

Chen Xuebin panicked with embarrassment, and he still blamed Father Chen, if he hadn't asked about one plus one, he would have finished the selection a long time ago, and now he has to go again.

"No need, I'll go by myself!"

Chen Xuebin picked it up and went back with the empty bucket, and he could still hear Father Chen happily pulling the passing neighbor to praise him.

"My son is so filial. He has to go to work to make money, and he has to study for college entrance exams. He also works for me."

The neighbor hypocritically agreed, "Yeah, I'm so filial. It takes me a long time to pick up water." I don't know if it's because I'm lazy on purpose or because such a big man can't pick up water well.

However, Father Chen was still immersed in the filial piety of his son, so he didn't hear the sarcasm at all.

Chen Xuebin's face was hot with embarrassment, and he walked faster.

After picking up two more buckets of water, Chen Xuebin was worried, so he went to see the mud figure again, and found that he was fine.

After thinking about it for a while, I put the barrel down, and carefully pulled it off the wooden board. One of the legs still fell off, so I quickly glued it on again. I squatted on the ground and searched for a very thin wooden stick. "Three words.

Because no matter how he looks at the clay, it doesn't look like Xu Xiaoyun, so what should I do if it dries up and worships it.

The clay figurine dried up after two days, and Chen Xuebin secretly took it home in his pocket.

After the corn was harvested, other messy grains were harvested one after another, such as sunflowers, peanuts, radishes, potatoes...

The sweet potato and cabbage will have to wait a little longer.

The Chen family has grown these too. Basically every family has to grow sunflowers and peanuts. Otherwise, they don’t even have fried peanuts and fried melon seeds during the Chinese New Year.

While Chen's father and mother were collecting peanuts, Chen Xuebin took out the clay figurine from the drawer, lit three sticks of incense respectfully, put them in the tea mug and folded his hands together.

Chen's mother is short and thin, and she usually walks softly, a habit she has developed over the years, and Chen Xuebin didn't notice anything unusual when she entered the door.

Mother Chen originally went home temporarily to get something, and was thirsty, so she went into the house to drink water before leaving, but she smelled a choking smell, which was very familiar.

What does it look like? By the way, it’s like the incense that is placed on a grave during the Chinese New Year.

How could there be such a thing at home?
Following the scent, it actually came from the room of Chen Xuebin and his wife, where it was the strongest.

The door of the room was not closed tightly, Chen Mei peeked in through the crack of the door, and saw Chen Xuebin kneeling on the ground, mumbling something.

On the table was a strange, armless clay figurine, and there were three sticks of incense in the tea mug, from where the smell wafted.

Mother Chen was startled, she covered her mouth, lay on the door and listened hard for a long time, but she didn't hear what he was talking about.

Instead, he squeezed the door with a creak, and fell to the ground with a bang.

Chen Xuebin was startled by the sound behind him. When he turned around and saw that it was Chen's mother, his first reaction was not to help the person, but to hide the clay figurine quickly, and touched the incense head directly with his hand, extinguishing the incense.

But his fingers don't have calluses, and he's not used to rough work. It's easy to see other people snuffing out cigarette butts with their fingers.

"Xuebin, what are you doing, what did you pray for just now!"

Now that she had been discovered, Mother Chen got up and went to grab the clay figurine.

Her precious son really has a brain problem. Otherwise, why would he worship those messy things if he doesn't believe in ghosts and gods? Let her know which wild Taoist priest gave him this thing and peeled his skin!Damn his son!

Liu·Ye Daoist·Autumn Harvest: Ah!
Chen Xuebin didn't think about anything, of course he had to protect someone who robbed him.

Seeing that he was protecting her, Mother Chen wished to hit him on the head to wake him up!
"Xuebin, this is not a good thing. If you have the skill to worship it, you might as well read the book and throw it away!"

"Mom, you don't understand, I'm just trying." He was really just trying, who made Liu Dongsheng live so well after marrying Xu Xiaoyun.

Chen Xuebin regretted it, if he was the one who married her, how could the family be unlucky, and it would even be a problem to fill his stomach.

"When are you going to try?"

"... Finish the college entrance examination!"

Sure enough, he was driven crazy by the gossip in the village because he didn't get into college!
"No! Hurry up and throw it away, do you hear me, if you don't throw it away, I won't recognize your son!"

Chen Xuebin knew that the reason why Chen's mother reacted so violently to burning incense was because she had a younger sister who had a fever when she was a child. Instead of taking her to the doctor, her grandma went to see a great god and drank amulet ash water. Sick and died.

He really only wanted the facts. Anyway, the incense is not expensive, and it doesn't delay anything. Seeing that Chen's mother didn't listen to his explanation, he had no choice but to agree.

"Mother, don't cry, I just throw it away!"

Chen Xuebin was very wronged and uncomfortable, he didn't drink the talisman water, he just burned incense, what if it works?Mother can't think about him.

Especially this clay figurine was pinched by his own hands, how much effort it took!
Fearing that he would be obedient to others, Chen's mother accepted his incense, but also had to watch him throw away the clay figurine.

Chen Xuebin opened the door and threw his hand out. The clay figurine rolled to a pair of feet, with the back of the name facing up.

Seeing that the person was Xu Xiaoyun, there were only two words in Chen Xuebin's mind: It's over!

Xu Xiaoyun was going to the canteen, walked around to the door of Chen's house, and saw something black thrown out when the door opened.

Fortunately, she firmly remembered the year, otherwise she would have thought that it was a landmine thrown out during the Anti-Japanese War!
Looking down, it turned out to be a piece of mud, or a human figure without an arm.

Whoops, I didn't expect Chen Xuebin to have a hobby of playing with mud, so childish!

On the crudely made clay figurine, three characters were neatly written: Xu Xiaoyun!
Chen Xuebin was shocked, and rushed over to pick up the clay figurine.

Mother Chen: Well, my dear son is really obsessed with ghosts, and he didn't intend to really throw it away.

He stretched out his hand to grab it, but only grabbed the corner of the clothes, with a thud, the clothes were torn, and he let go quickly.

Chen Xuebin staggered because of this resistance, and his speed was also slowed down. He watched the clay figurine being picked up by Xu Xiaoyun, and he slid and knelt in front of her.

Three people: "..."

Chen Xuebin thought, should he thank his great mother for letting him kneel down to a real person instead of a fake clay figurine?
(End of this chapter)