Chapter 2
The kang in the east room was extremely hot. Zhang Yongmei, who hadn’t seen her two daughters for more than a year, was holding Ju Min and Ju Jing and was crying uncontrollably. The shabby crazy grandmother squatted at the door and cried too, not knowing her What are you crying for?

Ju Wenqi was cooking in the kitchen, disturbed by the noise of crying, came in impatiently with a spatula and asked the four women, big and small, to stop crying.

"You wake up the little one again," Ju Wenqi said helplessly.

This sentence is better than [-] words of persuasion. Zhang Yongmei hurriedly held back tears to tell the two daughters not to cry, and waved Ju Wenqi to continue cooking, while she took the two older girls to watch the younger girl together.

"When will my sister wake up?" Ju Jing looked at the baby in the swaddle with wide and curious eyes, and even reached out to poke her face.

Ju Jing is only three years old now, so I don't know how serious it is. She is very old and her long nails are full of black mud. If she pokes the baby's face unevenly, it will be damaged.

Zhang Yongmei hurriedly stopped Ju Jing's little dirty hands, and said patiently: "My sister is tender-skinned, I wrung your fingers and covered you before touching."

"I want to be twisted too", Ju Min also stretched out her little dirty hands to fight for favor.

Zhang Yongmei looked dotingly at the two daughters and said with a smile: "Okay, all twisted, all twisted."

After searching around for a long time, Zhang Yongmei finally found a pair of black and heavy scissors in the kang cabinet.

After carefully trimming the nails of the two daughters, the crazy grandma also brought her hands over, and without speaking, she just stared at Zhang Yongmei in a daze.

Her hands were even dirtier, as if they hadn't been washed for a few months, Zhang Yongmei didn't dislike her at all, she grabbed her hand carefully and patiently cut it.

The warm atmosphere didn't last long, and an unexpected visitor came to the house.

I don't know who reported the letter. How long after they arrived home, people from the village came to the door.

A total of six people came, and the village head followed behind. Once they entered the door, they were asked to pay a super fine without saying a word.

There is no money in the jingle of the Ju family.

If you don't have money, you can move things. People come prepared, drive a car, no matter how big or small they are, as long as they look good, they will take them away.

Food, farm tools, tables and chairs, bedding.
When they leave with their things, there is really nothing left at home.

Zhang Yongmei burst into tears, and when she cried, Ju Min, Ju Jing and the crazy grandma also cried.

Ju Wenqi's worried face was wrinkled into eighteen pleated buns, and he sighed and persuaded: "Quickly stop crying, there is still porridge in the pot, if you don't eat it, you will get mushy."

No matter how you live in the future, you have to eat today's meal.

During the meal, Ju Wenqi was quite optimistic and said: "It's a shame that we cook first. If we cook a little later, they will take away all the food and we won't even be able to eat this meal."

While eating by herself, Zhang Yongmei scooped up the brewed milk powder to feed her baby with a spoon. She smiled when she heard the words, and then remembered something, and said to Ju Wenqi: "Thanks to the village chief for helping us hide the milk powder today, no one was searched. No, our little one doesn’t even stutter, so you can go to the village chief’s house and say thank you later.”

Ju Wenqi nodded in response, saying that he would go there after dinner to clean up the house.

Ju Wenqi stayed at the village chief's house for more than an hour, and when he came back, it was after nine o'clock in the evening, and the three children and the crazy lady had already gone to bed.

There are large kangs in the east and west rooms of the house. They used to sleep in the west room. Now that the family has increased population, they all sleep in the more spacious east room. Burning only one room can save some firewood.

It saves firewood to sleep on a big kang, but it is very inconvenient for the couple to whisper, so they can only keep their voices extremely low.

Ju Wenqi put a big rough hand on Zhang Yongmei's skinny arm, caressed it lightly and sighed, "The village head's wife's natal sister-in-law can't have children. People don't care whether the child is a boy or a girl. They just want to have a baby by their side." They said that you don’t have milk anyway, so it’s not good to eat milk powder somewhere, so it’s better to send it to our family earlier to save some money. Over the past year, your body that has been hiding in Tibet has been completed. You have to eat something good to nourish your body."

Zhang Yongmei sobbed softly, and reached out to touch the little one's face.

After a while, she asked Ju Wenqi: "Have you made up your mind? Are you really going to give away the little one? Have you inquired about the situation of the village chief's brother-in-law's house? If people are not good, even if you give us money, you can't give the child away." give them."

"I told them to go home and discuss with you, and I'll tell him tomorrow night whether to send it or not. During the day, I will go to San Fatzi Village and ask my parents and brother-in-law about the situation of that house," Ju Wenqi said with difficulty.

Zhang Yongmei's natal family is in Sanpangzitun, which is closer to the village where the village chief's brother-in-law's home is, and he knows the situation there better. Zhang Yongmei always reports the birth of a child to his natal family, so he just inquired about the situation of the family.

The couple discussed giving away the child, and the little boy, who was less than a day old, seemed to understand what they said, his mouth shrunk, and he burst into tears.

When Ju Wenqi hugged her, he also peed all over him.

The next day, Ju Wenqi went to Ju Ying's house to borrow a pot of rice for the whole family to eat. After eating, he went to San Fatty Village.

After returning from the Three Fatty Village, Ju Wenqi brought back bad news.

The village chief’s brother-in-law is a lazy man, and he has been relying on his parents, brothers and sisters to support him. The couple’s life is tight, and the child may not be able to have a full meal when they are sent there, so Ju Wenqi politely declined the village chief.

However, not only the village head's brother-in-law's family wanted children, there was another family in the village.

The family's surname is Cao, and the couple are both in their 40s. In the early years, they had a child who did not support them.

"Cao's family can't do it," Zhang Yongmei refused very simply: "Their family members are buried, and a piece of clothing is worn for half a year without washing, and you can see lice crawling on your body without pulling it. It hurts to be eliminated, it would be better to suffer poverty with us."

Ju Wenqi patted her on the arm, and said solemnly: "If you don't like it, we won't give it away. At least we will have an extra bite. We can raise the child no matter how many years we spend working day and night."

Just when the couple gave up giving away the child, another family who wanted a child came to their door.

This time it was a relative of the Ju family who came here.

The person who came was Ju Dacheng, the grandson of Grandpa Ju Wenqi's cousin, in his 40s, unmarried.

Ju Dacheng and several relatives came together. They brought a lot of things in big bags and small bags, and they had to give money. They also promised that if they treated the child badly, Ju Wenqi and his wife could bring the child back at any time.

The conditions offered by Ju Dacheng were too good and attractive, and Ju Wenqi and Zhang Meilan obviously relaxed.

The people in this room are not particular. Almost all the men have cigarettes in their hands, making them feel very stuffy.

The baby wrapped in swaddling clothes had no idea that she was about to be given away by her own parents, but the turbid air made her eyes very uncomfortable, she blinked, and tears flowed down the corners of her eyes.

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