Reborn 1980: The Peasant Girl of Vanves

Chapter 28
The third uncle and three aunts next to her just saw that the osmanthus was about to beat the moon, so they dropped the farm tools in their hands in a hurry, and came to pull the osmanthus.

Before I got to the side, I saw Osmanthus fragrans sitting on the ground and clutching her buttocks.

"This, this..." The leap month was too fast, and before the third uncle could see what she was doing, Osmanthus sat on the ground, "Old woman, quickly pull up my niece and daughter-in-law.

Don't let outsiders see the joke. "

After all, it's from the Cheng family, so it's not good to make a fuss.

"Bully, everyone, come and see this heartless bully, Runyue!"

Osmanthus groaned, for fear that others would not know that she had been beaten.

The third aunt pulled her twice, but seeing that she couldn't do it, she just let her go.

Anyway, it was cold on the ground, so she couldn't sit still.

"Runyue, you bastard, I broke it, you have to see a doctor!" Osmanthus changed her posture, felt that her tailbone hurt so badly, it must have been broken, so she wanted to blackmail Runyue.

She still has a big house now, so many rooms, with blue bricks and red tiles, she feels comfortable looking at it.

"Don't be rude, I know in my heart whether it was broken or not.

You go back and tell my brother... Laibao, you have planted my one and a half mu of land for some years, and now the crops have been recovered. I want the land to be used as a greenhouse, so return it to me quickly. "

"You're dreaming!" Osmanthus fragrans became anxious when she heard that Leap Moon wanted land. She got up from the ground and patted the soil on her pants.

"Why are you dreaming? You cut off ties with me, and you still want to plant my land?
Isn't this going to cut off the way of life? "Runyue looked at Osmanthus fragrans coldly, she said just now that it was broken, but now that she heard that she wanted land, her body was more flexible than anyone else.

"The land can't be given to you. Our family has no income. If you take away an acre and a half of land, how can our family survive?

Qiu'er still has to go to school, isn't this forcing us to death? "

"Then I don't care, I know I can't live without that land." After Lean Yue finished speaking, she called her third uncle and aunt and was about to leave.

"You cruel mother-in-law, you don't even care about the elder brother of your first-milk compatriot..."

Runyue turned around and looked at Osmanthus fragrans with cold eyes, "Don't mention my fellow countryman!"

When he regained his composure and wanted to say something, the old lady of the village head, Li Qiang, came over, calling the chicken "cuckoo cuckoo" all the way.

A few of them opened their mouths and asked, "Have you seen a big hen?

I lost one of my chickens and it is laying eggs. I feel so distressed. "

Osmanthus fragrans suddenly thought of the big hen that Qiu'er killed, when it was opened, there were still a bunch of egg yolks in its belly.

She hurriedly said with a guilty conscience, "Is it taken away by an eagle? You go to the woods to have a look."

Runyue cast her a glance, smiled maliciously, and then said, "Auntie, that chicken might have been stewed, you can look for it according to the taste."

As soon as Osmanthus fragrans approached her just now, Runyue smelled the smell of stewed meat on her body.

Osmanthus fragrans is usually reluctant to buy meat. Who would be willing to kill her own chickens that are laying eggs?

The eggs cost fifteen cents, and they were sold for money to exchange for oil, salt, sauce and vinegar matches.

Sure enough, Osmanthus fragrans forgot to avenge her son after hearing what Runyue said.

"You guys are busy, I have something else to do!" Osmanthus turned around and walked home quickly, she quietly raised her sleeves and put her nose under her nose to smell it.

Sure enough, there was a smell of chicken.

Still big.

The folks are poor, and except for visitors and Chinese New Year holidays, they seldom stew meat.

If any family eats meat, the taste can spread to half the village.

The stealing of the chicken can be concealed, but the taste cannot be concealed.

When Osmanthus came home, everyone in the family had finished their meal.

Seeing that her expression was not good, Noi Bao knew that she had lost the battle, so he didn't dare to ask.

In a panic, Osmanthus tidied up the bowls and chopsticks, and threw chicken feathers, chicken heads and bones into the back corner of the room.

Just after cleaning up, the sound of "咕咕咕咕~" came to the door.

Sure enough, the old lady of the village head heard what Runyue said, and followed the scent to find it.

"Osmanthus, is your stewed meat?

It's not a year or a festival, you're really willing to do it! "The old lady of the village head said the yin and yang strange.

"Ah, Auntie, it's not the Mid-Autumn Festival, when I cut a catty of meat, I didn't want to eat it all, and marinated a few slices of bacon.

Today, the child is hungry, so I took out a few slices and stewed a pot of potatoes..."

"It smells pretty good, it doesn't smell like bacon..."

As soon as the village head's wife finished speaking, she saw Qiu'er's big yellow dog running in with something in its mouth.

Seeing a stranger coming to the house, the rhubarb dog wanted to open his mouth to bark, but the thing in his mouth fell out.

It was a chicken head with its eyes open, the one I lost!
"Osmanthus fragrans, you are shameless, stealing chickens to eat, you are not afraid of rotten stomach!" The old lady of the village head exploded at that time.

"There are plenty of the same chickens, how do you know it's your chicken head!" Osmanthus fragrans began to play rogue.

"Why don't you know, look at the comb, I cut a mark, there is a gap."

All the chickens in the village are free-range, so every household marks their own chickens for fear of not being able to identify which one belongs to them.

When I was young, I sewed a few cloth strips on the base of the wings, and the cloth strips had to be strung together to change colors.

Some have their wings cut short regularly, and some have cloth tubes sewn on the chicken legs, like ankle rings.

If every household does this, it will inevitably be repeated.

The old lady of the village head had a lot of eyes, so she cut the cock comb with scissors, so there was a gap in the cock comb.

"Where is the gap, why didn't I see it?" Osmanthus fragrans said, kicking the chicken head away.

The big yellow dog thought that the sweet-scented osmanthus was going to grab his own food, so he didn't care about his own business, so he ran over to pick up the chicken head and ran away.

Then hid next to the kennel, crunched it in a few bites, and ate it!
Didn't even vomit.

Osmanthus fragrans was secretly happy, the dog was well-raised and knew how to take care of the owner.

The old lady of the village chief saw that it was over, and the evidence was gone.

Angrily, he threw down the sentence "Who raises such a dog!

Whoever ate my chicken has rotten intestines, rotten lungs, rotten belly! "

Osmanthus fragrans folded her arms, watched the village chief's old lady unwilling to leave, and gave a hard "pooh".

"Whoever eats the chicken is full of oil, and whoever loses the chicken is full of foam!"

The village head's old woman felt a pain in her chest, and her mouth was parched from scolding.

The old lady of the village head went home all the way, and the whole Qingniu Village knew about the Guihua family stealing chickens.

This time, the chicken farmers in the village began to guard against eagles, thieves, and sweet-scented osmanthus.

The old lady of the village head lost a chicken, and this feud was also forged with Osmanthus fragrans.

In the evening, Laibao asked Osmanthus about going to Runyue to seek revenge.

Osmanthus fragrans just remembered that there is still such a thing.

"By the way, that little slut said she would take back her acre and a half of land." Osmanthus repented so much that she was so busy fighting with the village chief's wife that she actually forgot about Leanyue.

"You shouldn't fight with Runyue. If we want to raise chickens, we have to ask for their persimmon vines." Noble has already thought about it. If he takes the persimmon vines, dries them, crushes them, and mixes them into the chicken feed, the chickens will not be able to return. Desperate to lay eggs?

Fifteen cents, fifteen cents, fifteen cents...

(End of this chapter)