Back To the Small Fishing Village In 1982

  The people from the newspaper office took a closer look, and recorded the general supplements, and then left with a groaning stomach.

  Ye Yaodong also felt starved to death, especially when Ah Qing was cooking by the stove next to him, emitting bursts of aroma.

  He ate the previous meal in the middle of the night. Seven or eight hours had passed, and he wanted to send them away a long time ago. Fortunately, they also had winks, and they left at that point without staying.

  He handed the five yuan in his hand to Lin Xiuqing, but when she wiped her apron and was about to reach out, he shrank back.

   "Five yuan is fine, right? Don't you have to hand it in? Keep it for me as pocket money!"

  Lin Xiuqing rolled his eyes at him, and kept turning the spatula, "I didn't ask you to hand it in, you gave it to me."

   "Isn't this an instinctive reaction? As soon as I have money, I immediately think of giving it to you. How nice it is to you."

   "If you don't give it to me, who else do you want to give it to? Can you put money in your hand? I won't give it to you and keep the money. You want to buy everything and move home."

  Ye Yaodong stuffed the money into his pocket happily, "I bought what I needed, and if I make money, I can't improve my life, otherwise I'll be miserable, so what's the point of making money?"

   "I didn't know how to fold it, so I just grabbed it and stuffed it in my pocket." Lin Xiuqing caught a glimpse of his movement from the corner of her eye, and couldn't help but said.

   "Fold what?"

  Ye Yaodong saw that she was putting fried pickles with bamboo shoots onto the plate one by one, so he reached out and grabbed the strips and stuffed them into his mouth. He took the plate from her hand and helped put it on the table.

   "Every time you take out your pocket when you do the laundry, as long as there is money in it, it will be stuffed into a ball."

   "It doesn't matter, it can be used anyway, why fold it flat for a few dollars, just grab it and put it in your pocket."

"You don't care about a few dollars anymore? It's rich and powerful, and it's wrinkled into a ball. You won't be blind to it. You didn't have more than one or two dollars in your pocket before, but now five dollars is very casual." .”

"If you don't have a lot of money, isn't it just five yuan? Anyway, it costs money. What about the two **** and A Yuan? I didn't see those three when I came back. Where did I go? The sun is so big, I'm not afraid of heat stroke anymore."

   "A Yuan and A Hai took them to the mountain to cut firewood, should they be back soon?"

   "When did you go there? I don't know how to come back until now. Maybe I went somewhere to play?"

  Ye Yaodong said as he walked towards the door, and as soon as he walked out of the door, he heard a call from the courtyard door, "Mother, mother, there are milks, many have milks..."

   "Daddy? Daddy~you have milk~"

Seeing his youngest son running in front with his short legs, his face was red, his head was sweating profusely, his short hair was wet in strips, and he looked excited and happy. Ye Yaodong hurriedly held his arm and gave him He wiped the sweat from his brow.

  Lu Du had just walked quickly, and he was so noisy, and he ran up the mountain with them, running so vigorously.

   "Why have milk? I don't have milk. I'm a big ass, and I still run with them. Seeing that you are covered in dirt, I will scold you later."

   "No, Dad, it's 'Have Milk', at my brother's place."

   "Milk, right? Where did you get the milk? You can still milk cows secretly, and you won't be afraid of being trampled flat by an old cow."

  Ye Chengyang looked at him blankly, not understanding why his father mentioned Lao Niu.

   It wasn't until Ye Chenghu and Lin Guangyuan came back with a small bundle of firewood behind him that he knew what the youngest son meant by "having milk".

  The corner of his mouth twitched, he took the clothes that Ye Chenghu was holding, and looked at his younger son helplessly.

   "It's so hard to listen to you, I thought you wanted to drink milk too."

   "Why do you want to drink milk?" Lin Guangyuan wondered.

  Ye Yaodong ignored Lin Guangyuan's questioning, took out a green and oily fruit from the ball wrapped in his clothes, bent down and brought it to his youngest son.

  When he was about to reach for it, he raised his hand high and refused to take it for him, and said, "Read it with me, Yu Nai!"

   "There is milk!"

  Ye Yaodong: "..."

   "Yuna!"

"milk!"

   "Hahaha~"

  Ye Chenghu and Lin Guangyuan instantly understood why his father was talking about drinking milk.

  Ye Yaodong reluctantly put away the fruit in his hand, straightened his body, "Forget it, as long as you have milk, you can eat some."

   "Father eats mother's milk!"

  Ye Yaodong just turned around and entered the room when he heard the sound of a child behind the sound. He was so startled that he turned around immediately and quickly covered Ye Chengyang's mouth.

   "What nonsense?" He glanced around in embarrassment, but fortunately there was no adult.

  Ye Chenghu looked at him in confusion, while Lin Guangyuan scratched the back of his head and looked at him curiously.

  He glared at his younger son, knowing that he would not crawl over to sleep for him in the past few days.

Lin Guangyuan slept with the two brothers for two days. Lin Xiuqing felt that the three of them slept in a small bed too crowded. Lin Guangyuan went to the pier to carry sandbags for a few days. He was afraid that he would not have a good rest, so he asked Ye Chengyang to come and sleep for a few days. Anyway, Ye Yaodong We went out to sea in the middle of the night.

   Who knows that when he woke up last night, he saw the couple stacked high, rubbed their sleepy eyes and asked them, "Is Daddy hungry for milk?"

  It's only been one night, and of course the little guy still remembers it.

  In the room, Lin Xiuqing also blushed in embarrassment.

  Ye Chengyang looked at Ye Yaodong with wide eyes innocently, not understanding why his father had to cover his mouth.

  Ye Yaodong gave a dry cough in embarrassment, and then looked at the two older ones beside him, "I told your mother yesterday that I plan to buy two cans of malted milk for the two of you at home. Drink more milk to grow taller."

  Ye Chenghu was very pleasantly surprised, "Really! We also have malted milk to drink? No wonder Dad is taller than uncle and uncle! You must drink more than uncle and uncle."

   "Ahem~ Children, don't ask so many questions. I just came back early today, and I will buy malted milk for you in the afternoon. From now on, I will have a cup every morning and evening."

  Ye Chengyang nodded happily, "Okay, let's drink milk together."

   "Will malted milk be sweet?"

   "Yes, go in and eat first."

  After diverting their attention, Ye Yaodong also heaved a sigh of relief. The child didn't keep the door open, so he was afraid that he would go out and talk nonsense and make others laugh, which would be embarrassing.

  Although he is thick-skinned, he is not this kind of thick-skinned, and he will be embarrassed.

  He took You Nai wrapped in clothes into the room, and seeing that Lin Xiuqing's ears were red, he couldn't help laughing with his mouth cracked.

  Lin Xiuqing became furious and glared at him.

   "Hey, the three boys picked oil."

  Lin Xiuqing shifted the firepower, looked at Lin Guangyuan with his upper body bare, and cursed: "I have a pile of fruit trees in my house, and I went to other people's houses to pick them, and I was caught and broke your dog's legs."

"I didn't bring any clothes here to change, but I made you a vest temporarily, and you took off your clothes, and there is no clothes for you to change. The clothes are still not dry after washing in the morning, and you don't want to wear them in the afternoon. Keep your shoulders up."

  Lin Guangyuan complained, "I didn't want to pick it up, it was Ah Hai who wanted to pick it up, and I followed along."

   "If you follow along with me, don't complain about being wronged. You are not allowed to go anywhere in the afternoon. You run around all day without seeing anyone, and everyone is tanned darker than me."

   "Go wash your hands and eat."

  The three immediately ran to the back door like birds and beasts.

  Ye Yaodong saw Lin Xiuqing pretending to have nothing to do with chopsticks there, and suddenly wanted to tease her, so he leaned into her ear and said, "Stack high, drink grandma!"

  The rosy glow that had just faded from Lin Xiuqing's face suddenly climbed up again. She bit her lower lip and stared at him fiercely, "Go to the next door to sleep on the floor at night."

   "No! I want a bed."

   "Didn't you always feel that the bed is not easy to sleep on, and the floor is better to sleep on?"

   "That's because the canopy bed will creak, um~ when will you change the bed?"

  Lin Xiuqing pushed his elbow against his chest, saw a few children running in again shaking their hands, and stopped talking.

  Ye Yaodong also restrained himself, seeing the water droplets on the three hands bouncing back and forth, he said to them again: "Wipe your hands clean, don't shake them around."

  Three laughing hands put their hands on their bodies and wiped it twice before serving.

   "The old lady hasn't read the scriptures yet?"

"I gonna go see."

Lin Xiuqing went to the house to call, and the old lady came out of the house holding the Buddhist beads in her hand. She said with a smile: "The little ones are noisy all day long. It's rare that I was quiet for a while this morning. I also I can recite the scriptures for a while longer."

   "What's the use of reciting so much? Worshiping Mazu and Bodhisattva, will they think you are not specific?"

   "Nonsense, but no conflict, it's good to be sincere when worshiping Buddha. The scriptures I recite are all recorded in this string of beads..."

   "Okay, okay, then you recite a little more after eating, and let the gods and Buddhas in the sky bless you."

   "Why bless me, let the Bodhisattva bless you, keep our family safe and sound, and let your grandpa bless you too."

  Thinking of the jokes he heard in his previous life, he chuckled, "I'm tired enough to live, so let my grandfather feel at ease underground, and don't be too busy."

  The old lady slapped him dumbfounded, "What nonsense?"

  Ye Yaodong shrank his shoulders, and said happily: "July and a half is coming soon, and when the time comes, burn him some more paper money, let him eat and spend what he should, and if he is blessed or not, we will talk about it when he is free."

   "You child..."

  Ye Chenghu interjected: "Auntie, I am the child! My father is already that old, and he has grown a beard."

  The old lady gave him a piece of egg with a smile, "You are all children, eat more, eat more to grow taller, and grow taller like your father to be energetic."

   "My dad said that you can grow taller only by drinking milk...he also drinks..."

  Lin Xiuqing's hand holding the chopsticks shook...

Ye Yaodong hurriedly interrupted the elder son nervously, "Yes, drink more milk to grow taller, and I also drink a lot of milk. I still remember when I was young, the old lady secretly squeezed a big bowl of goat's milk from the mountain every day to make tea for me drink."

The old lady smiled and said: "You were thin and small at the time, and it was not easy to raise. Your mother had no food or milk. I came back from the mountain to milk the goat's milk for you. I drank it until you were several years old... "

   "You were white and clean when you were young, but you looked good, just like the boy in front of Guanyin..."

  As soon as he talked about his childhood, the old lady fell into the memory, and the smile on her face became deeper and deeper...

  Ye Yaodong also heaved a sigh of relief...

  There is one more chapter to wait