A Rural Life in the 70s

For the eyes of the old lady and the older brother, Wang Limin also noticed that he was too stiff.

His eyes glanced and coughed a little: "Mother, don't cry, the rest of the chickens, raise them well, too much and suffer. As for the eggs you eat and eat, I will control them later. It is enough to send you five pounds a month." At this time, the eggs are small, and there are more than sixty pounds of eggs. On average, the old couple can have one egg every day. If the old lady raises chicken, I am absolutely reluctant to eat so much.

Wang Limin took the form and lifted his foot and went outside. Wang Lijun stepped behind and looked at the old lady who had forgotten to cry. Some of the hearts could not bear it, but did not say anything. Instead, I came out and said hello to the old man: "Hey, then I will go back first... Oh, you and my mother have a tinkering job, call me, if the kids catch the fish,爹娘送送!"

The egg second child has a bag, and his family has nothing to send, only a little effort.

Wang Jianguo still squatted and did not move. Wang Lijun did not wait for the response of the old man, some awkward, and hurriedly went out.

Wang Aiqiao did not know where to go. In the house, Wang Jianguo of the outhouse and Li Xiuying of the Liwu, the whole house was silent and scary.

Li Xiuying only came back to God for a long time, and suddenly felt a little scared. She cried awkwardly: "He is jealous..."

With his body in his body, Wang Jianguo, who almost became a statue, finally took the cigarette bag and spit it out with a long breath: "Okay, you are troubled, and the oldest second child is out of his heart, and the third child has become a white-eyed wolf... ...you will make trouble again, and the sons will not even have a look at it!"

The old lady Li Xiuying was stunned, and for a while, she suddenly burst into tears. However, this time she did not groan again, just screaming and crying, but the tears quickly wet the towel in her hand.

Wang Lishe didn't have to pay for it. It didn't prevent Wei Juan from being really loved by him. He sold chicken for more than 20 yuan, bought Wei Juan for a new clothes, and gave Wei Juan a new bedding. Two people led. The card was so silently married.

Of course, Wang Lishe did not go to his family when he got married. He even said nothing to his family. He directly placed the new house in his dormitory in the commune.

He is poor and sleepy here, Wei Juan's family will not treat his niece, Wei Xianghe became a deputy magistrate, and naturally he can't be too bad. He accompanied Wei Juan, a large closet, three shops, two sets of new winter and summer. Not to mention the clothes, Wei Juan also accompanied a new bicycle.

Before the Wang Lishe’s bicycle was returned to him every time, he asked his colleague to borrow. With the new car that Wei Juan accompanied him, he felt that his waist was straight. He felt that it was right to take Hu Weihong and Wei Juan. As for who is expensive, he has long forgotten.

In the lunar calendar in May, the busy and hard wheat harvested in the past, the Dragon Boat Festival is no one thinks of going.

Finally, I took a break from the intense and heavy work. Xiaoqiu’s wheat leave was still two days, but it caught up with the heavy rain. The door could not be seen. I could only read Xiaohu and Xiaodong at home and read the story. By the way, take care of Xiaodong.

Song Xiuju went home to help her mother receive the wheat, and rushed back to help her sister's family for two days. After a while, she couldn't take it anymore. She was learning to use the sewing machine with her sister Song Xiulian.

The beginner sewing person must take something to practice. At this time, there is no extra fabric. A little bit of cloth is rare. Song Xiulian cuts the insole and gives Song Xiuju a hand.

The rain outside the house fell, and inside the house was the sound of the machine of the sewing machine.

Wang Limin suddenly ran in from the outside with a plastic sheet and rushed into the door. He then remembered the rain on his body and quickly took the plastic sheet and hung it on the door.

Xiaoqiu saw that his old man had water on his face, and he quickly got up and took a towel and handed it over.

Wang Limin wiped his face and handed the towel back to Xiaoqiu. He only looked at Song Xiulian: "Give me some money... My mother is seriously ill, I need to go to the town to see!"

"Hey!" Song Xiulian did not ask, and did not hesitate to go back into the room.

Not long after, she took out a hand bag from the back room and handed it to Wang Limin. However, Wang Limin opened his eyes and looked at it with a slight surprise: "You can't use so much..."

Song Xiulian raised his hand to block Wang Limin’s action of taking money out. He said: “Let’s hold more, if you use it, don’t touch it anywhere... It’s important to see a doctor!”

Wang Limin looked up at his wife and licked his mouth. He nodded silently, stuffed the hand bag into his pocket, twisted his head and put on a plastic poncho, and hurriedly went out, and soon disappeared into the rain.

After Xiaoqiu’s grandmother had a anger with Wang Lishe, she had no spirits and caught up with the wheat harvest. She was bracing for two days and she fell ill and vomited and had fever. Wang Limin went to the town to grab a medicine for her, and her condition improved slightly. I don't know what it is, and it has been repeated this time.

Looking at Wang Limin's anxious appearance, Li Xiuying's illness is rather serious.

No matter what the old lady did, she was ill, and she was sick. Wang Limin’s son’s running before the run, waiting at the bed, and spending money should be all right. Song Xiulian didn’t hesitate to take the money. Xiaoqiu naturally I won't say anything.

She only secretly pondered that the life of the old lady was not short, and she lived until the mid-1990s. There is still a small twenty years, the old lady should be no harm in this disease... However, many things in this world have long changed, and the time and place have not changed in two pieces. Therefore, Xiaoqiu’s heart is not Too much confidence.

It’s raining, it’s dark early. At four o'clock in the afternoon, the room was already dark~www.readwn.com~ writing and sewing needles could not be seen clearly.

Xiaoqiu let Xiaoxia and Chenggui stop their studies, took the glutinous rice red dates that had been soaked in advance, and cooked the scorpion leaves, and greeted the two small ones, and the aging mother and the little cockroaches all came out to pack the scorpions. The past two days of the Dragon Boat Festival, but the wheat harvest did not have to eat empty, this time it rains, just wrapped up the scorpion.

"Mother, you bring a bunch of wires along the way, so you can tie it up!"

Song Xiulian smiled and walked out to the rice cupboard at the door and took out a grassy green grass: "Use this!"

Xiaoqiu's eyes lit up, picking up the fine grass in his hand, and taking a try around the finger, because the fine grass was soaked in water, the flexibility was very good, and the knots were not broken.

When I started to pack the scorpion, Xiaoqiu discovered that her mother was skilled and her fingers were fast. She wrapped a four-cornered scorpion in a blink of an eye. The corners were neat and the shape was full and beautiful... This is obviously not a raw hand!

"Mother, you will have a scorpion!" Do not blame Xiaoqiu surprised, she lived for two lifetimes, this is the first time I saw Song Xiulian Baozizi!