Father's Land Mother's River

Chapter 130 "Flying Sand and Walking Stones" one of the demolition households

The sleeping family was awakened by the rumbling mixer behind the house.

The daughter Rushaxiang who was sleeping in the back room was the first to let out a scream. The sharp voice of the 13-year-old girl could pierce the eardrums: "It's so noisy, it's so annoying! We don't let people study quietly at night, and don't let people sleep well in the morning." , is it over?"

Sha Liu, who was lying in the outer room, looked at the time, got up and dressed, turned her head and shouted to the inner room: "Stop howling, I want to lift the roof off."

Rushaxiang continued howling confidently: "I will be going to junior high school next semester. How can people study in this environment? You are responsible for failing to pass the entrance exam to a key high school or university."

Bickering with her daughter is a special pleasure. Sha Liu pursed her lips and smiled at Sha Wanli who was beside her and said, "We can't bear such a big responsibility."

Rustle took the opportunity to make a condition: "Then move back upstairs."

Sha Wanli put on his clothes and got off the kang, went to the back room and patted his daughter on the head and said, "It's not good to scream at your mother."

Rushaxiang covered his head with a quilt, and complained in a muffled voice: "Who is like our family, who still lives in an old house."

Sha Wanli discussed: "This year at most."

Rustle stuck out half of his head from under the quilt, and stared at his father: "Not even for a day, we've lived here for two years. Our family moves around like migratory birds, and you don't feel too tired and panicked."

"It's pretty good at describing." Sha Wanli walked out of the back room with a smile, and said to Sha Liu helplessly: "What my daughter said is also true. We didn't consider that the child will go to junior high school soon. Why don't you two move back first?" .”

In the past two years, the family lived in the building in winter, and moved back to the old house when the heating stopped.The old house is four tile-roofed houses, the front yard is connected with the remaining vineyards, surrounded by uneven buildings in the middle.

As soon as the construction site started, the noisy machinery roared into one piece, and it would not stop until eight or nine o'clock in the evening, which really affected the children's study.

Sha Liu was stacked and said, "It's only been a few days since I moved in, how can I let you live here alone."

"It's nothing for a person, it's important for children to learn."

Sha Wanli walked out of the house, habitually looked up at the sky, and strolled around the front and back of the house.

The sky was gray and gloomy, and the sun squeezed out from the gaps in the buildings, as if it had just rolled a few times in the mud, looking ashamed.The wind passed through the buildings, sending out shrill and ear-piercing screams.The fragments of plastic convenience bags and foam insulation boards of various colors that were blown up by the wind were flying and circling in the air, making the sky colorful and colorful.

There was no sound in the yard, no noisy and high-pitched crowing and barking of cocks, no long bleating of sheep, only a layer of white foam particles fell, which could not be swept away by light sweeping, suffocating and annoying to the eyes.

Sha Wanli walked into the abandoned sheep pen, where there were piles of grape vines that had been cut into very short lengths.

High-rise buildings were built on the vineyards, and the vines were dug up and thrown away as construction waste.He and salix picked them up from a nearby construction site, dried them and sawed them off.Use grape vines to cook and keep warm. The fire is as hard and burnable as a stick for chopping wood.

He walked out of the sheepfold with a bunch of vines in his arms.In the past, when I got up early, there was always endless work to do. I cleaned the yard and cleared the sheep pens, and went to the vineyard to weed and collect water and forks to check the growth. I was busy and happy, but now I am reduced to holding firewood for my wife and cooking. .

He walked towards the house with the vines in his arms, his eyes involuntarily staring fiercely at the big black sign on the front wall of the house.The character must have been written with a large brush, bold and sharp, and a big circle was drawn, similar to the red crosses on the names of the condemned prisoners on the notices of the Public Security Bureau in the past, and his four tile-roofed houses are also like this was sentenced to death.

Yes, the plants, trees, bricks and tiles here no longer belong to him, and the chaotic and busy days of the small farmyard have long since left him, and he is just a temporary resident of this small courtyard.

Sha Wanli entered the house with grape vines in his arms, and Sha Liu was already cooking in the stove, where the grape vines were crackling and burning vigorously.

Sha Liu bowed her head and lit the fire and said, "Don't rely on your precious girl for everything. Our vineyard also earns tens of thousands of yuan a year. It's a pity that it is abandoned. No one will drive us out so we will continue to live."

Although the ideas are the same, the minds are different.Sha Wanli put down the vines and walked out of the house, went to the gate of the courtyard and looked up at the two walnut trees beside the gate.

Those two walnut trees, which are in their prime, spread their branches in early spring, secretly accumulating strength and gestating vitality, but they don't know how long they can survive.

When the four tile-roofed houses and this small courtyard were knocked down and flattened, they would also be uprooted, and their exuberant life would come to an end, and they would suffer the same fate as the old walnut tree in my hometown.

Sha Wanli gently stroked the smooth trunk of the walnut tree, feeling a dull pain in his heart, always feeling that something valuable was lost.He would pat the thick trunk of the walnut tree lightly every morning, as if to comfort and parting, as if the descendants of the two old walnut trees could understand his heartfelt feelings.

Sha Wanli came to the only remaining vineyard in Wulongdi Village in front of the courtyard gate, and stood intently, as if he was standing on the high sand hill in his hometown, Shalitun.

This surviving vineyard is only more than a dozen acres, and it will disappear before his eyes like the big meadow in his hometown in a short time. He really feels what it means to be powerless.

When Dad stood on the sandy hills of Laohetao and inspected the surviving small sand and grasslands on both sides of the river, did he have the same mood as himself at this moment?
This area was originally a large tract of flat farmland and vineyards.Shawanli and Shaliu are operators of more than 20 mu of vineyards and two vegetable sheds, cultivate more than 100 mu of land, and raise more than [-] cashmere goats, realizing their wish for many years.

That was the most glorious and proud time in his life, what a hot day it was!

Three years ago, Wulongdi Village, where his family is located, was planned to become a development zone and began to be demolished one after another. He received a considerable amount of land compensation and four buildings.

The ancestors have been digging food from the soil for generations, and they got rid of the life of facing the loess overnight and their backs to the sky. The villagers are scrambling to decorate and move to a new house.

Shaliu's son, Zhuang Hai, suggested choosing a well-lit, large-scale house with fine decoration and keeping it for himself to live in, and simply decorating the other three houses for rent, waiting for appreciation in value before processing.

Sha Wanli thought it made sense. He still had to herd the sheep, and Sha Liu also had to look after the vineyards. When Zhuanghai University was on summer vacation, he would hand it over to him.

After the house was renovated, Zhuang Hai asked Sha Wanli and Sha Liu to go back for inspection.It was a 120-square-meter house with three bedrooms and two living rooms, and the area was equivalent to four tile-roofed houses.Zhuanghai is decorated according to his own wishes and ideas, European style, a full set of brand new furniture and electrical appliances.

The two dazzled around the house, as if they were visiting someone else's house, but they didn't even dare to sit on the solid wood sofa.

Sha Liu was a little confused, and asked Zhuang Hai suspiciously: "Is this for us to live in? It's like a wedding room for yourself. How much will it cost?"

Zhuang Hai said sincerely: "This is your and my uncle's new house. It's been a difficult life for you. It's time to live a leisurely life in the city."

Sha Wanli was not polite: "You have a conscience."

After the autumn of this year, the chickens killed the sheep and sold the grapes, and the family happily moved into a new house.The heater in the new house is very hot. It is freezing outside, but the house is warm like spring.

You don’t have to wake up early to graze the sheep and plow the land to watch God’s face to eat, you don’t have to burn fire to cook and smoke around the pot, and you don’t have the stinky smell of fermented sheep manure and chicken manure, and you don’t have to endure the harassment of flies and mosquitoes while squatting in the hut.

Sitting on a soft and comfortable sofa and watching TV, planting flowers and plants, raising fish, and walking around the street like a city dweller, it is a day like a fairy.

Lying on the soft double bed at night, the pink light of the bedside lamp reflects the violet wall, and the world of two people presents an ambiguous mood.

Sha Liu leaned against Sha Wanli's chest, and murmured dreamily: "His father, in Shalitun, did you ever think of today?"

Sha Wanli caressed Salix, feeling infinitely emotional: "At that time, I was only thinking about how to raise a hundred sheep and where to find a decent grassland. I couldn't imagine today even if I broke my head."

Sha Liu's plump face was full of obsession: "Why does it feel different from before? I'm in my 40s, and I'm more in love than when I was young."

The fresh environment brings new experiences, going to bed replaces going to bed, and Sha Wanli uses actions instead of words.The first few days were really fresh, and the more they passed, the more delicious they became.

Zhuang Hai installed a computer at home and taught Sha Wanli how to surf the Internet.Zhuang Hai posted on the Internet, looking for Sha Wanli's son who had been missing for more than ten years.Sha Wanli stared at the computer every night, but there was no sound at all.

After less than a month, Sha Wanli and Sha Liu felt worried once the novelty wore off.

Limited land has been exchanged for limited money. Even though one cannot earn that much money by planting a lifetime of land, one cannot live on the pile of money.

Luckily, Sha Liu said that she was always busy with doing laundry, cooking, cleaning the floor and taking care of her daughter, so she wanted to find a temporary job just like that.

Savanli said, you rest.Sha Wanli is really sick from time to time, sleeping on a soft bed, people also become limp, can't eat well, can't sleep, like a five-backed six-beast.

He is too old, has no education, no skills, can't find a job, and has no business acumen.Sometimes when I lie on the bed and look at the white ceiling, I think how comfortable it would be if there were sheep all over the mountains and plains.

Wulongdi is not Shalitun. Raising a flock of sheep can exhaust a person to death. Here, even the flocks of sheep in nine cold winters have dry grass to eat, do not lose fat, and the lambs have a high survival rate.But now I live in mid-air, and I can see densely packed buildings when I look up. Where can I raise sheep?
I can't live without the land, so why not as good as a lazy man?
The second lazy man is the life of a farmer in the city. Before the demolition, he couldn't afford the crops and let go of them. He was useless and depended on his parents for support.Parents are getting old and unable to do farm work, so the two lazy men rent out most of the land.

Even if a small amount of ration fields are left, the weeds in the fields are more lush than the crop seedlings, and the family is very poor.The second lazy man is also an incoherent master, always thinking about doing business to make a lot of money, but the result is that he earns less and loses more. After thirty or so, he finally got a daughter-in-law, and ran away after half a year of marriage.

Later, a widow with a child lived together with him. The widow worked in the field, and the two lazy men lay under a big tree with their eyes closed.People speculated that the second lazy man must not be lazy in that respect, otherwise how could the widow follow him wholeheartedly.

Someone asked the second lazy man: "Second brother, who is on the kang at night?"

The second lazy man rolled his eyeballs and refused to answer.Everyone laughed: "Second sister-in-law must be on top, how can you do that? Second sister-in-law has to work day and night, it's really tiring."

The second lazy man tossed his head back, very pleased with himself.

In the year when rumors of demolition first surfaced, the two lazy men approached Sha Wanli and took back the ten mu of land leased to Sha Wanli for cultivation. He suggested that Sha Wanli cultivate more grape seedlings, and he ordered [-] trees first.

Sha Wanli secretly thought that the second lazy man had changed his sex?Do you want to grow grapes in a down-to-earth manner and live a life of self-control?The change was too sudden and unexpected.

Seeing Sha Wanli staring at him suspiciously, the second lazy man said mysteriously: "I have received definite news that the demolition will definitely happen. As for when, I can't say. Demolition will bring opportunities for everyone, it depends on how you use it." , It’s right to make some preparations in advance. I’m only telling you one person, and I can only say so much. Believe it or not is up to you.”

When I went home and told Sha Liu, Sha Liu said, "Listen to him, he is doing nothing for nothing."

Sha Wanli was also skeptical, but he still listened to the words of the two lazy men and cultivated a large number of grape seedlings.In the past few years, the number of people planting grapes has increased year by year, and the market for grape seedlings has been good, but the amount sold every year is not enough to meet the needs of the second lazy man.

Afterwards, Sha Wanli secretly admired the second lazy man's unique vision. Although he rarely succeeded in business in his life, this time he was very accurate in foresight, and his advanced awareness brought him huge benefits.As soon as the news of the demolition was confirmed, the grape seedlings he cultivated became a hot commodity, and the supply exceeded demand.

The second lazy man took back all the rented land and planted grapes densely, without careful management at ordinary times, and grew randomly.During the demolition, the price was negotiated according to the tree, and the compensation received was more than anyone else.

The second lazy man was lazy when he was a farmer, but when his identity changed, his mind was more flexible than anyone else, as if he had become a different person.Others were busy decorating new houses, so he gave up his capital to buy a prestigious house, and started a building materials business. He was busy day and night, and the business was very popular.

When the second lazy man's building materials business was booming, Sha Wanli was still looking for a job.There was a state-owned steel factory nearby that was recruiting laborers. He went in and visited it before quitting.

He remembered what happened to his comrade-in-arms Dong Jialin, and understood what Dong Jialin said before his death. He didn't want to be the second Dong Jialin.

Being idle and bored, Sha Wanli often goes to Erlaohan's building materials store, hoping to learn some business skills from Erlaohan.

From this point of view, I can see the crux of my problem.

In the past, the second lazy man was lazy because he didn't want to be a farmer, but he didn't have the ability to change the status quo. Once the opportunity came, he quickly changed his role and had a sense of advancement.

Being a farmer is very successful, comfortable and satisfying. From the bottom of my heart, I like the small days of spring planting and autumn harvest in the crop yard. I live in a building and still miss my one-acre three-point land. My thinking is still at the level of a farmer. Naturally, I am better than others Slow down, how can there be a way out if you don't completely change yourself?

But he only knows how to farm and raise sheep, and he can't think of Ziwu Maoyou even if he thinks about it.

When it arrived, Zhuang Hai was still half joking and half coming up with an idea: get a driver's license and buy a car, and when you drive in the car, you won't think about herding sheep.

Let the younger generation arrange their own life for the rest of their lives. Although they are reluctant in their hearts, they still accept it. It is also convenient to learn how to drive to find their son.After getting the driver's license, I bought a taxi and started operating it. I wandered around the streets, a bit like herding sheep all over the mountains and plains, and I felt pretty good about myself.

In the second year after the demolition, also in this early spring season, Sha Wanli drove past the old house and couldn't help but stop the car and walk into the courtyard where he had lived for more than ten years.

The planning has been completed. The criss-crossing roads and roads extend in all directions like a huge poisonous spider web, constantly expanding the space and site. His old house and a piece of vineyard are in the space of the spider web.

Wulongdi Village was bulldozed, dense tower cranes were erected, and the dust was flying.The small river flowing in front of the village is also being remodeled. The poplars and willows that grow naturally on both banks have been sawed down, artificial dams have been built, and unknown ornamental trees have been planted.

His old house has not been touched, the house and yard are intact, and the cement piles for the grapes are still neatly arranged in the field.

When he moved to live in a building, he did not remove the doors, windows and courtyard doors like others did, and removed the concrete piles that set up the grapes. Although he could sell it for a little money, it was nothing compared to the sadness in his heart.

He locked the door of the house and the courtyard, just as he had done when he left Shalitun, thinking that the family was on a long trip.Only by doing so will he feel better, at least he will gain some kind of spiritual comfort.

Sha Wanli inquired around in his heart, only to find out that the land around the old house was bought by a real estate company to develop commercial housing.The first phase of the project has started on the west side of the old house. The second phase of the project is scheduled to be behind the old house. Only a sales office has been built.

He wandered around the old house.When he moved away last year, he removed the vines as usual, and spent a few days with Salix burying the vines in the soil, otherwise they would dry up and freeze to death after a winter.

Although each grape is priced and compensated, money is money and life is life. These grapes grew up from seedlings more than one foot high under his meticulous care. He couldn't bear to let the grapes die on his own. hand.

Now those vines are lying safely in the soil, as long as they are pulled out and put on the shelf, they will grow wide green leaves and clusters of agate-like grapes in a short time. In autumn, there will be intoxicating grapes floating here fragrance.

When I went home and told Sha Liu, the couple surprisingly had the same idea: move, move back to the old house.Rustle murmured that the boss in his heart was unwilling, unable to resist, and called his half-brother Zhuang Hai.

Zhuang Hai ran home from school, trying to dissuade him: "I haven't been busy enough from morning to night? Why can't I enjoy the happiness?"

As an adoptive father, Sha Wanli couldn't say anything, he just smiled.Sha Liu said unceremoniously to her son: "To put it lightly, you dare to say that you don't need to worry about buying a house and getting married in the future, and we will stop running around. Who doesn't know how to eat, drink and have fun?"

Next to the vineyard, there is an open space that belonged to the second lazy man, and Sha Liu also wants to use it to grow vegetables.Sha Wanli went to discuss with the second lazy man to see if he could rent it to him.

The second lazy man said: "You look down on me too much, that piece of land is not mine now, what rent do I want?"

Sha Wanli said: "Then I have to tell my second brother."

The second lazy man said: "You are born to farm. When you first came to Shalitun, you were a tall and handsome young man. You farmed and raised sheep. How old are you now? You don't even look at yourself in the mirror. His face is dark, the folds on his forehead are like dilonggou, his back is arched like a little old man. How nice it is to live in a high-rise building, it’s easy to poop, and you don’t have to make any effort to sit there, and it will come out by itself sooner or later.”

Sha Wanli laughed and mocked: "It's still not advanced enough. If you are sitting and shitting, a pipe can be stretched out of it to feed food directly into your mouth. It will save you effort while eating."

He couldn't look down on the second lazy man, and his words made the second lazy man roll his eyes.

The second lazy man was very angry: "Even if I have thought about your Shaliu before, you don't have to hold grudges until now, why can't you stop talking to me?"

Sha Wanli choked on the two lazy men, not because of Sha Liu, but because he was out of breath.

The laziest and poorest second lazy man in Wulongdi Village became the biggest nouveau riche just because the land under the names of his four married sisters was still under contract, the population was large and the land was large.

The shortness of breath is not because of envy, jealousy, but because a person who takes the land the least seriously becomes the biggest beneficiary of the land when he loses it, and he can only lament that he is lucky.

Moving back to the old house is not only a waste of two years of good harvest, but also a place where some old folks in the village often gather.At the beginning, everyone only came to help during the busy farming season. They were all experts in the crop yard, and they knew what to do in any season. They picked grapes on and off the racks, and closed the vegetable greenhouses. They came to lend a hand before saying hello.

More people make it easier to work and fewer people eat better, and it takes a while to finish the job.Later, he didn't have to worry about some daily management tasks. He often thought about weeding, watering, or watering the grapes when he was out of the car during the day, and someone had already done it for him when he came back at night.

His vineyard and vegetable garden seem to have become the common wealth of everyone, but in fact, everyone subconsciously re-experiences the joy of planting.

Over time, there are often a group of old women sitting in the house, and a group of old men sitting under the walnut tree, chatting, playing cards, doing farm work and knitting sweaters. Many new and old topics are discussed and spread here.

For example: Zhang Laowai's eldest son gambled, one pushed Pai Gow and the other played mahjong, and lost hundreds of thousands of yuan a year, and the compensation for demolition was almost wiped out;

What everyone admires and admires the most is the second lazy man.His four older sisters went home together and demanded compensation for the land they belonged to. Regardless of the relationship between the siblings and even going to court, the second lazy man didn't give any money.

In turn, he gave the widow a sum of money and a house as compensation for living with him in the past few years.He said: "In the past, no one looked down on me. Only she followed me willingly. I couldn't lose her. If it wasn't because she was barren, I wouldn't break up with her."

The second lazy man left the widow in the building materials store to look after the shop, and found another daughter-in-law in her 30s with a big belly.

Everyone once joked that the old house of Sha Wanli's family was the second village committee of Wulongdi Village, he was the new village head, and Sha Liu was the new head of the women's brigade.

Everyone said that demolition is not bad, and living in high-rise buildings is not uncomfortable.However, each household closed their doors to live, and what they saw through the windows was tall buildings and tall buildings, and what they saw was always a small piece of sky, which was not as lively as the crop yard.

Living in the city, the habits of rural people still remain in the bones, how long can this kind of excitement last?

In just two years, high-rise buildings are like wild wormwood in the crop field of the second lazy man's house, scurrying upwards.The small trees on both sides of the road, like malnourished crop seedlings, were squeezed so hard that they could not straighten their waists and lift their heads.

Last year, the second phase of the project behind his house started. There are a lot of high-rise buildings under construction.
Both the developer and the demolition office had talked to him, and he had to move out unconditionally as soon as the construction of the third phase started, and he was responsible for all losses.He agreed, and he decided to persevere until the end, no matter what, he would let the grapes he planted grow vigorously again and bear fruit again.

A few days ago, a foreign businessman called and asked him whether he would plant grapes this year.If planting, he pre-booked, as many as there are.

Merchants from other places are still thinking about their own grapes, which shows that the grapes they grow are of good quality and are very popular in other places.If I don't plant grapes in the future, the good reputation I have earned through careful planting over the past ten years will disappear, and the sense of accomplishment and honor I once had will also disappear.

This is too regrettable, what else can I do in my life?

A black cloud drifted across the sky, and there was a sporadic light rain. Sha Wanli went home unhurriedly.One spring rain and one warm, the grapes will be on the shelves in a few days.

After entering the room, Sha Liu, who was packing food on the kang table, stared at him and smiled straightly: "Why do you look like a mud monkey?"

There was a rustling sound of preparing to eat, and he collapsed on the Kang from laughing.Sha Wanli also felt that something was wrong, his face was sticky, and after wiping the muddy water with one hand, he realized that there was also a layer of mud spots on his body."It's raining outside," he said.

Sha Liu sat on the edge of the kang and served him a meal: "Is it raining or mud? Take off your clothes and wash your face."

Rustle sat up and said, "This is dust floating into the atmosphere and then falling with the rain, typical environmental pollution."

Sha Liu said: "It's still my daughter who knows a lot. No wonder the weather forecast said there will be a sandstorm today, and it was blown from our hometown."

Sha Wanli, who lowered his head and washed his face, said in a rough voice: "Pure nonsense, the sand in our hometown can blow so far? Where did the sand in our hometown come from?"

Sha Liu said, "Why are you yelling at me? Ask the weather forecast."

Rustle said: "It's hard to imagine what your hometown has become."

Sha Wanli wiped his face and sat down on the edge of the Kang to eat: "That's also your hometown."

Rustle said: "I don't have such a desolate hometown. I was born here, and this is my hometown."

Sha Wanli looked at his daughter and said, "Your roots are there."

Rustle said unequivocally: "I haven't even seen my grandparents, so where are my roots?"

Sha Wanli was a little angry: "You child."

Sha Liu chimed in to her daughter, "Didn't you go back for more than ten years? Don't talk about your children."

As he was talking, there was another clanging sound from behind the house.Phase [-] is about to start?Sha Wanli was somewhat worried, put down his job and walked out of the house.The mother and daughter's words also made him depressed and irritable, so he hid away to keep his ears quiet.

The rain stopped, the wind picked up everywhere, and the sky became more and more dim.This ghostly weather is afraid that the grapes will be put on the shelf by mistake and affect the growth of the grapes.Cursing inwardly, when he came to the house, it turned out that several migrant workers were building a prefab house in the backyard of his house.

He sternly yelled: "Stop it, who told you to build a board room here? Move out quickly."

The open space behind the house is small, and a new grape variety introduced three years ago is planted. It has a high yield and is easy to store. It has begun to bear fruit last year, and the prefabricated house just presses the grape seedlings under it.

Several migrant workers stopped their work, and a young man in a gray uniform from a construction company said with a southern accent, "What's the matter, what's bothering you?"

The tone is quite aggressive!However, at the age of eighteen or nineteen, with a long melon face, high cheekbones, immature and unruly eyes, and a slender and strong body, he is still a melon egg.

Sha Wanli knew very well that he had no reason to stop any construction on the construction site, but he still coaxed and threatened: "Don't feel uncomfortable when you come out to work, there are plenty of places to build prefabricated houses, stay away from my house, we don't violate the river water. "

The young man was full of thorns, so he didn't like his tricks at all, and said without any concessions: "What's wrong with the part-time workers? The part-time workers are just at the mercy of others? You are just a nail-biting household, and this is not your home. This is the place to look at.”

He even said that he is a nail household!This is an insult to his personality.

He once secretly thought about passing these four large tile-roofed houses and more than 20 acres of fertile vineyards to his son—even though he still doesn’t know where his son is and what he looks like—to run the vineyard with himself , I hope that my son will no longer be displaced from home like myself.

This wish was shattered three years ago, leaving only complex feelings that I can't look back on and can't give up.An unknown fire broke out, and Sha Wanli stopped talking nonsense with him. He bent down and grabbed the bottom beam of the prefabricated house. With his arms, he overturned the frame of the prefab house that had been laid.

Sha Liu, who was clearing the dining table, heard the noisy fighting from behind the house, and ran out to see Sha Wanli was surrounded by several migrant workers pushing each other.

A young man raised his foot and kicked Sha Wanli in the stomach, Sha Wanli staggered back a few steps, and fell to the ground on his back.The back of his head hit the beam of a prefabricated house, and he fainted immediately, with a stream of blood slowly flowing down his neck.

Sha Liu yelled: "My mother!" She ran over and covered the back of Sha Wanli's head with her hands, and said sharply to the young man who was standing blankly kicking someone, "You don't learn well when you are young."

Just one glance and my heart skipped a beat, as if I've seen it somewhere, but I can't remember it for a while.

The rustling who came out immediately ran back into the house, called an ambulance and called the police.

When he was sent to the hospital, Sha Wanli was already awake and had three stitches on the back of his head. The slight concussion was fine and he stayed in the hospital for infusion for observation.

Two young policemen came to understand the situation and recognized Sha Wanli at a glance: "The grapes grown by uncle are very sweet and delicious. We buy them every year. Why are you competing with some migrant workers today?"

After inquiring about the situation and relevant details at the time, the police determined that both parties were at fault and suggested a settlement through negotiation.After obtaining consent, a thin woman was called in from outside the ward.

The little woman carried a net bag of fruit, and said with a smile on her face when she entered the door, "Brother and sister-in-law, the child is young and ignorant, I didn't discipline him well. He was also impulsive."

In the middle of speaking, the smile suddenly froze on his face, and he looked at Sha Wanli in horror, his mouth half-opened and half-closed, afraid to make a sound.

Sha Wanli, who had calmed down, sat up suddenly, the veins on his neck were bulging, his round eyes spewed fire, and he growled, "Where's my son? Give me back my son."

The little girl trembled under Sha Wanli's roar, swaying like a dry reed in the wind, with her head down, not daring to breathe.

Sha Wanli thumped the bed angrily: "Are you dumb? Let me ask you a question, where is your son?"

The little girl turned her head to look at the policeman, and said in a pitiful whisper, "The one who beat you is Shazhou, and you are locked up in the police station."

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Sha Wanli was trembling all over, he didn't know whether he was angry or too excited, his eyes were black and his headache was splitting, he lay down heavily and weakly, panting heavily.

The little girl leaned forward, as if she wanted to support Sha Wanli, but she didn't dare to get too close, so she just stood stiffly aside.His arms were half stretched forward, and his small body was trembling slightly with embarrassment.

Sha Liu was going to scold the woman to vent her anger, but after seeing this scene, she understood it, and was so shocked that she couldn't make any reaction.

No wonder the child looked familiar at the first glance. It turned out that he had the shadow of Sha Wanli when he was young, especially the face shape and eyes, which were completely inherited from Sha Wanli.

If the young man was Sha Zhou, Sha Wanli's son who had been searching for more than ten years and hadn't found it, the woman in front of him must be Shi Xiuxiu.

He should be less than 40 years old, with a small nose, small eyes, and a small face. His complexion is gray but his skin is fair and delicate. There are a few fine and shallow wrinkles around his eyes. He looks young if you don't look carefully.

She was wearing a man's old suit, her chest was empty and unfeminine, and half of her withered and yellow hair was tied casually with a rubber band behind her head. It was obvious at a glance that she was not a woman with a smooth life.

Sha Liu saw Shi Xiuxiu in the old photo frame that Sha Wanli regarded as a treasure. At that time, Shi Xiuxiu was still like a little girl who hadn't grown up, and she was completely different from now.

It's just this little girl who can't see the size of her body. Back then, she ran away with her son in her arms and disappeared for more than ten years. It was really not easy.Now that he brought his son to appear suddenly in such a sensitive period, will he compete with himself for a man for the property and land compensation?
These days, for the benefit of demolition, between father and son, brothers and sisters, human brains can beat dog brains, let alone half-way couples.

This thought stirred several times in Sha Liu's mind.His son Zhuang Hai is studying at university in the provincial capital, and he will graduate in half a year. He plans to stay and work in the provincial capital.She had discussed with Sha Wanli: "If you stay in the provincial capital, you have to buy a house in the provincial capital. Shouldn't we pay more than half of the land compensation?"

Sha Wanli expressed his opinion: "You have to buy it, how can you marry a wife if you don't have a house?"

Sha Wanli usually treats Zhuang Hai like his own son, and Zhuang Hai calls him uncle affectionately, but it is different from his own father and son after all.Now that his biological son has been found, will he regret it?
Sha Liu almost glared at Shi Xiuxiu viciously, thinking that you appeared at the right time, why are you pretending to be pitiful?She comforted Sha Wanli with a cold face: "Don't be angry, it's worth it to find your son after being kicked."

Sha Wanli remained silent with a dark face.

Sha Liu said to the two policemen again: "This is really a misunderstanding, let the child go, let's settle this matter ourselves."

The two policemen were at a loss: "The relationship between you is quite complicated. You go to the prison and sign in person, so we can release him."

After the police left, there was a moment of silence in the ward.Sha Liu stared at Shi Xiuxiu, Shi Xiuxiu glanced at Sha Wanli, Sha Wanli closed his eyes and didn't look at anyone.

Three people thought of a place at the same time: Shalitun.

(End of this chapter)