Several times in dreams

Chapter 121 Returning to Peach Village
"You are shameless!" Before Yu Hui could react, Liu Junhua covered his face and wept.

Yu Hui thought of the rumor four years ago, and thought it was not groundless, so she didn't know how to answer it.

"I just came to tell you." After Zhang Chunshan finished speaking, he opened the door and left. The moment he opened the door, the wind blew snowflakes all over the ground.

"No wonder he wants to break it off with me, so there is still your business here! Chen Yuhui, I really didn't see that you are such a person!"

Liu Junhua cried and quarreled, talking indiscriminately.

"Xiao Liu, you've wronged Yuhui, it's obviously Zhang Chunshan's wishful thinking!" Duan Xiaoru quickly persuaded her.

"What wishful thinking? If she didn't have a ghost in her heart, why didn't she talk about Zhang Chunshan's visit!"

Liu Junhua's mind suddenly brightened.

"Yuhui likes Li Mingzhao, well, you know that, don't make trouble!" Zhang Lili also persuaded.

"Li Mingzhao came from a bad family background, so she can't compare to Zhang Chunshan. She is always at the mercy of the wind, and usually pretends to be noble! No wonder she persuaded me not to find a dude, because she wanted to keep it for herself!"

Liu Junhua was relentless, and had the momentum to fight Yuhui desperately.

Yu Hui didn't speak all the time, but she couldn't help but open her mouth when she heard this, "You want to climb higher branches yourself, don't think others think the same as you. When Zhang Chunshan came that day, Li Mingzhao was also here."

Yuhui paused, "That day he came to break up with you, and I hurt him when you weren't here, and you cried like that when you came back, why should I tell you that he came to break up with you? Didn't you just sprinkle salt in your wounds?"

Liu Junhua's crying gradually subsided. Yuhui poured some hot water, wet the towel and wrung it dry, walked to Liu Junhua and handed it to her.

"Okay, don't cry. It's his business what Zhang Chunshan thinks. I don't like people like him at all! I don't even like his family at all."

Yuhui walked to the window and looked at the snowflakes flying all over the sky outside the window, feeling a sense of loss in her heart.

Thousands of miles away in the holy city, Meng Xianjun tossed and turned on the Datong bunk in Taocun. In winter, his injured leg was in unbearable pain. Yesterday, it snowed, and the pain worsened in the middle of the night.

It has been a full year since I returned to Taocun to recuperate, and I wrote a thick pile of materials and handed them over to the organization.

If it weren't for the care of the old party secretary Zhang Ermeng, Meng Xian's body would not be as strong as it is now.

Zhang Ermeng was the first to join the revolution among the hunters in Taocun, and Qi Ming and Bai Mao also joined later. The Taocun Anti-Japanese Guerrilla was once famous.

After the founding of the People's Republic of China, Zhang Ermeng served as the party branch secretary of Niutou Village. Zhang Ermeng heard from Li Menglong that Meng Xianjun returned here to recuperate.

Li Menglong is 70 years old, his father has passed away long ago, he has long looked down on the things outside his body, and handed over all the antiques, calligraphy and paintings at home to the committee, consciously making himself an ordinary working people, and was also rated as an activist.

Yumei and Yuhuan are already married. Yumei lives in the town. Her husband Fu Hongbo is a technician for a tobacco company. They have three children. The eldest daughter is married this year, and the youngest son is still in junior high school.

Yuhuan married into a neighboring village. Her husband was an honest farmer. The two had four children. Although their lives were poor, they were stable.

Li Menglong's youngest son was born in the year of the victory of the Anti-Japanese War. His name is Shengli. He is much younger than his two sisters. He has been living in Niutou Village since he was born, and lives with his parents.

Meng Xianjun stopped working because of physical reasons, and he decided to go back to Taocun to recuperate for a while.

Meng Wanlan took the initiative to resign and go home to take care of Cancan. After all, the child is too young to be taken care of.

This is an unparalleled period of time and space. Meng Xianjun introspected himself three times a day and returned to Taocun to recuperate. Even Qinghong, who was far away in Shanghai, the youngest lecturer at the university, cleaned the school and changed his mind.

Qinglian and Linlang went to the countryside for re-education, Qinglian went to rural Anhui, Linlang went to Jiangxi, Zhang Lingyu lost her post as a cadre, and cleaned the streets every day, sweeping the streets and cleaning public toilets.

Meng Wanlan hugged three-year-old Cancan every day and shed tears. Peng Haitao was afraid that she would miss her mind, so she stayed by her side every day. Anyway, the factory had already shut down.

The winter of 1966 had already arrived when Li Menglong received the news from Wanlan Tuo that his elder brother Meng Xianjun might return to Taocun to recuperate.

Meng Xianjun took the medicine and a set of bedding that Zhang Lingyu had prepared for him, and came to Taocun to recuperate.

The old branch secretary Zhang Er took a sharp look at Meng Xianjun, and then told him the policies and regulations as usual, letting him live in the warmest south-facing house so that he could rest at ease, and then assigned him a job.

According to Meng Xianjun's physical condition, he was arranged to go to the easiest job of feeding cattle. He was said to be feeding cattle, but in fact there were people who specialized in feeding cattle, and Meng Xianjun went there just to give him a hand.

The cow feeder is Shengli, a young man in his early twenties, young and strong. There are more than a dozen cows in the village, and he has been feeding them all the time.

It is winter now, and the low temperature will affect the cattle’s feed intake and digestion. The feeding time should be late in the morning. In the morning, the cattle should be fed when the temperature starts to rise after 9 o’clock. In the afternoon, the cattle should be fed before the sun sets at 3 to 5 o’clock. The longer the interval between two feedings in the evening, the more time the cow feeder rests.

With Li Menglong's entrustment, Shengli asked Meng Xianjun to sit on the hay and rest when there was no one else. Usually, he would finish this kind of work by himself in a short time, and there was no need for Meng Xianjun at all.

In case someone from the group came, Meng Xianjun would help Shengli cut hay fodder. Although Meng Xianjun had never done farm work, he could still learn this simple job, but his injured leg made it inconvenient to squat down, so he sat On the ground.

The people in the group were very satisfied. They thought it was a sign of Meng Xianjun's active work, and they stopped coming after two visits.

As soon as these people left, Li Shengli quickly helped Meng Xianjun up. After sitting on his legs for a long time, Meng Xianjun supported his legs with one hand and supported the ground with the other for a long time before he could get up.

Even so, Meng Xianjun often lamented that he would not be so lucky if he met the old branch secretary and Uncle Wanlan's family. In another village, due to the harsh treatment, he died of illness.

At this moment, Meng Xianjun groaned on the bed with his hands on his legs. After all, he was over 50 years old, and his body was getting worse day by day. Sometimes he really didn't know if he could leave Taocun.

The people in the same room all went to repair the reservoir during the winter slack, and Meng Xianjun's legs hurt so much that he couldn't go to the ground at all. The old branch secretary specially asked him to stay and rest.

The door opened with a "Zhi Niu", Meng Xianjun looked up and was taken aback!
　Jinzi, in Shandong dialect, means aunt.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)