A Rural Life in the 70s

Song Xiulian naturally said nothing, promised to enter the house and pick up seven or eight big buns. Wang Limin took it and went to the school to send it. Xiaodong squatted out and hugged it. Living in his leg, he smiled happily, carrying a steamed buns in one hand and holding a small winter out of the door.

Song Xiulian smashed a few buns and let them go to the uncle's house. Xiaoqiu quickly took over and hurried to Dabo's house.

When Xiaoqiu stepped in, he heard the voice of Dabo Niang, and it was intermittently transmitted from the back room: "...The marriage of the family and the sea has been delayed, and the children who are similar to his age have almost set a wife. As soon as he was young, he followed the land to earn points, and the top adult called. Even if he followed the second child, he did not delay the work in the team. Every day, he went to sleep in the middle of the night. It’s thin and dark... It’s hard for the children to earn two money by themselves, but they’re forced to go to the door to ask for money... You talk about it, is that the child’s grandfather’s grandmother? Their prostitutes are prostitutes, our children are not children... Whose children are not the meat that fell from the mother..."

Dabo Niang is still talking about it, Xiaoqiu's footsteps are light, and no one noticed the incoming people.

Xiaoqiu probably knew what happened, and he left the back door of the house and returned to the main entrance. He held the door frame with one hand and said: "Da Bo Niang is at home..."

The voice fell, and the insider’s crying sounded, and then the curtain was picked, and the second brother Chengjiang came out.

"Little autumn is coming!"

Xiaoqiu was busy, and handed the basket in his hand: "Second brother, my mother steamed buns, let me send a few to give my brothers a taste."

Cheng Jiang pulled his mouth and revealed a kind of smile. After picking up the basket, he took the buns out and put them in his own basket. He took three black melons and put them in the basket. To Xiaoqiu, but to carry out Xiaoqiu himself.

"Second brother... Is there any moth on the other side?" The foreigner Xiaoqiu also called his grandparents, but instead of pretending to be his own brother, she only used ‘that side’.

Chengjiang raised his eyes and swept the next-door yard, faintly snorted, saying: "There is no such thing as a moth on the other side. It is said that someone introduced Xiaomen to the door, and the younger sister had to go to the blind date.咔叽 ...... ...... 这些 这些 这些 这些 这些 这些 这些 这些 这些 这些 这些 这些 这些 这些 这些 这些 这些 这些 这些 这些 这些 这些 这些 这些 这些 这些 这些 这些 这些 这些 这些 这些 这些 这些 这些 这些 这些 这些 这些 这些 这些 这些 这些 这些 这些 这些 这些 这些 这些 这些 这些 这些 这些 这些 这些The home 'sewing machine' is not very useful, can't afford new ones, just use that one will be..."

Cheng Jiang said that he stopped his words here. Xiaoqiu knew that his second brother had nothing to say. I am afraid that Li Xiuying and Wang Aiqiao not only took a fancy to their sewing machines, but even their own radios saw their eyes. . Well, the sewing machine, watch, bicycle, and radio in ‘three turns and one ring’ have two kinds of ready-made products!

However, these, Xiaoqiu is not afraid. If Li Xiuying opened his mouth before, Wang Limin’s attitude is really hard to say. Maybe a filial piety should be true. But after going through so many things, she is willing to believe that her old man has already realized it. She still respects the old man, but she will not be filial piety. She will not build this filial piety on the basis of hurting her own wife and children.

She took the basket from the second brother--the melon was too heavy, and she held her hand in her arms and made a hand to shoot the arm of Chengjiang: "Second brother, go back and persuade Dabo Don't be arrogant with those people, it's not worth it. Besides, if we both have the heart, we must have that power... Don't say that our brothers who are not happy here are going to famine the dowry for their sister, that is, pulling Famine, you have to buy it everywhere. There are a few things that can be voted, no tickets, and they are all white."

Cheng He looked at his sister with a confident, free and easy look. After a while, he couldn’t return to God. He hesitated: "You mean..."

Xiaoqiu waved his hand in a sloppy manner and said: "We both planted land, but we couldn't find those tickets. Let them find tickets, find tickets and talk about finding money."

Cheng Jiang blinked, and his face burst into a smile, and smiled and nodded. "Hey, just like this, let them find a ticket... Hey, then I went back!"

As he spoke, Cheng Jiang turned his face and smiled, and hurried home. Xiao Qiumu sent him into the door, and then he smiled and shook his head and returned home.

She just said it was very easy, but she still had some unsatisfaction in her heart... The key to this matter is still the attitude of the uncle and his own boss. In particular, the attitude of Wang Limin, the old man, is still to be observed. After all, there are people who have ‘pre-existence’.

Except for Wang Limin’s silence, the rest of the family is no different. Xiaoqiu looked at each other's face and knew that Wang Limin had not told Song Xiulian. She raised her eyebrows and lowered her eyes to take care of the small summer meal. How to develop things, and what decisions and choices she made, she just has to wait and see.

After lunch, Song Xiuju packed up the dishes and went back to school to rest. Xiaoqiu took Xiaoxia and followed. The family is left to the mother, so they can give them a time and space for communication.

Walking on the road, Xiao Qiu likes to ask Xiao Xia unintentionally, whether to go to see the grandfather, Xiao Xia naturally enjoys unlimited, promised not to.

"Okay, then I will take you with you!" Xiaoqiu promised Xiaoxia, and then he looked up at his own family.

Xiaoqiu saw that Xiaoyan’s face was a little white, but his expression was still calm. This pretending to be annoyed, “Small sly, Liao teacher informed me in the morning, Song Dean asked me to go to the town clinic to study, and tomorrow I will go... that Song The old man is really self-willed. There are so many chickens in the house. Every day, I have to dig vegetables and grass. If I am gone, who will do it! Oh... oh..."

Song Xiuju likes Liao Chen, and she likes people for the first time. She likes it very much... but the environment and her personality are limited. Her favorite expression is very subtle. The most outrageous thing to do is to thank Liao Chen for help. An excuse to woven a scarf for Liao Chen. Liao Chen did not refuse, sincerely thanked, but never worn. After that, looming to avoid, let Song Xiuju gradually understand the attitude of the other side. She was not a person who was willing to be deliberate. After she learned that she was implicitly refused, she would not be chasing after her, and she would not be able to do anything stalking.

Moreover, in her eyes, Liao Chen is so good, knowledge, demeanor, rest, appearance, character... there is not a bad place. She is just an obscure rural girl. She is born with no knowledge, and even her birth is not good...