The Northern Stories of Chef Lao Tan

Chapter 361 The Son's Arm Fractured
After eating at the eldest sister's house, I returned to the fifth sister's house before dark.

Mother had already had dinner and burned the kang, so the room was very hot.

"Have you had a drink?" Mother asked Lao Tan while sitting on the bunk at the top of the kang.

"Well, I drank less." Old Tan replied.

"When people take medicine, they don't allow alcohol. Alcohol is the antidote." Mother said.

"Everyone is hanging on—" Old Tan said with a smile.

"Hey, I still want to drink it by myself, why don't you drink it?" The mother complained and said, "Look at your physique, not to mention being fat, but also have high blood pressure and stomach problems. Can you stop drinking that wine in the future?" Don't drink."

Lao Tan agreed: "Well, I won't drink."

The Fifth Sister over there said: "Okay, let's see my mother scold you."

Old Tan smiled and said nothing, but he was happy in his heart-it is really happy that a person in his forties can still be scolded by his mother.

"It's a busy day today. My second sister, my second brother-in-law, and Lanzhi have all gone. Can we have some drinks on this occasion?" Fifth brother-in-law spoke for Lao Tan.

The old lady said: "You two are really good. You will come back in no time when you go to the grave. You two went up until it was dark. If you know it, you went to drink halfway. If you don't know, it's okay to let someone stay there."

The fifth brother-in-law shrank his neck and stopped talking, and the fifth sister pointed at him, which meant to speak less at this time, so as not to cause trouble to the upper body.

Old Tan snickered, moved closer to his mother and changed the subject, saying, "Mom, I plan to add to my dad's grave during the Chinese New Year."

Mother said: "Tim, it's time to add." Then said: "Prove that there are descendants——"

Old Tan asked: "Mom, do you have anything to say about adding a grave?"

"Is there anything to say? Nothing to say, that is, the soil cannot be collected in front of the grave, but pulled far away. Adding a grave is like repairing a house. The roof is neat and tidy to avoid rain leakage, and it is windproof and frost-resistant in snowy days." Mother Say.

"Oh."

"In the past, rich people added tombs every three years, and repaired them every five years. I didn't hear the old saying that the yin house is magnificent and the yang house is prosperous, but the tomb collapses and the grass grows and there are no descendants." The mother said.

"The yin house is magnificent and the yang house is prosperous, but the graves are collapsed and the grass grows and there will be no descendants." Old Tan repeated, and it was the first time he heard it, and it was the truth.

The old lady was a little tired from sitting, she moved back, leaned her body against the quilt, and said slowly: "This is what people in the old life paid attention to. Nowadays, people don't pay attention to these things, and they just care about their own lives. Hong Focus on making money. Those who are willing to go to the grave during the Chinese New Year and burn two pieces of paper, but those who are careless don’t even know where the ancestral grave is, and they have already become a rat hole.”

Old Tan laughed and said, "You don't need to know about the graves of your ancestors, you just need to know about your parents' graves."

"My parents—live and take good care of them, and they will have everything without getting angry." Mother said.

Old Tan fell silent.

The old lady half-closed her eyes, and said leisurely: "Your father is not blessed, he will get sick when he is young, and he will grow up until he is old. But other people are just as good. Don't look at the poor and difficult life of the sick family, but the person is upright and has good conduct. Duan, leaving is also Yidaochuan's good reputation.

Back then, your old uncle was young and had a prosperous life. He hated your old concubine and wanted to retire.Neither your grandfather nor your uncle can talk about it. Your father heard about the Shuangmiao trip to Heihe, and told your old uncle well. After that, your old uncle became honest and started to live with your old concubine.

That father of yours is good, but he was caught by the disease, and his life didn’t get better——your father talked all his life, and he actually made sense——you are also good, and he hasn’t produced anyone who can embarrass him—”

The old lady said that the fifth sister and fifth brother-in-law looked at Lao Tan, and Lao Tan lowered his head.

It was late at night, and Lao Tan slept next to his mother.

Outside the house, it was a rare sunny day, with few stars and no moon, and the bare branches outlined the silent winter night in the mountain village.

Old Tan didn't fall asleep, and the warm kang under his body made him comfortable, warmer than the bed, so that his arms and legs were stretched out of the quilt.

He knew that at night his mother was talking about his father and himself.

This is the first time my mother has spoken about herself in nearly ten years.

Although the mother is old, she is not confused. The six children are worried about each other, saying that they don't worry about it, but they just don't show it.

Old Tan remembered the scene when he decided to go out to work. It was the twelfth day of the first lunar month. After breakfast, he said to his mother: "Mom, I am going to go to the provincial capital to work after the fifteenth day."

Mother hesitated for a moment, then said, "Well, before I leave, I'll visit some of your older sisters' homes and tell them."

"Um--"

"You're 21 years old now, so it stands to reason that you should get engaged. Our family is poor and no one will give it to me. I'm a lonely old woman who can't afford it—it's okay to go out and make a living, maybe talk about a daughter-in-law."

Mother's words were full of sadness and helplessness, and it was not pleasant to call Lao Tan.

To be honest, he wouldn't even go out to work for a fraction of the time.Fifth Sister is married, and only he and his mother are left in the family. If he leaves, mother is alone, don't worry——
what else can we do?

Being poor is like a mountain pressing down on me, and I am unwilling to be poor for a lifetime. The only way in front of me is to work.

It takes 23 years to go.

The youth at the time is no longer there, and my mother has also changed from 61 to 84. Time flies.

In the first few years of his part-time job, he didn't earn much money, and he didn't bring back a daughter-in-law like other children. His mother and sisters were anxious and angry about his marriage.

What he was worried about was not marriage, but earning money. With the money he earned, he overturned the old house and built a spacious courtyard so that his mother could live in a big house and enjoy her old age.

He thought so and followed the plan.A few years later, the courtyard was built first, but when it was time to renovate the old house, it was stopped by the mother and sisters.

At that time, he was studying as a chef in a restaurant. Obviously, he could only develop in the city, and no one hired a chef in the countryside.Since I work in the city, there is no need to renovate the old house. It is better to save money to buy a house and take my mother over when the time comes.

Having said that, even if the old house is overturned, outsiders can see that the family is living a good life, and a matchmaker will come to the door to say a daughter-in-law.But what about after marriage?Could it be that someone's daughter-in-law can keep her heart at home and take care of your old mother, while your old Tan is free and easy outside?

It's not realistic at all to be honest.

So he gave up renovating the old house and brought the matter of talking about his wife to the agenda.

But I'm poor. Although I earn money by working part-time, that little money is really not enough to be a wife.

The few girls I met were all poor because of poverty.

Of course, there are also those who are not too poor and sincerely want to spend a lifetime with him, but fate is erratic, and Yuelao's red line also leads to the wrong person, which becomes a pity.

For example, the innocent and beautiful Xiaoyingzi (Part [-]), was the first girl who walked into his heart, and finally left her hometown full of sadness.

Li Yanhua, who was from his hometown, was nostalgic, but hated.

The closest to success is Yaru, the girl he really loves, but in the end because her parents thought his family was poor——
To be honest, Lin Yan didn't think he was poor, and she was five years younger than him, so she followed him without complaint or regret.The two didn't have a vigorous love, nor did they have a luxurious wedding. They just got together like this and passed 18 years.

18 years, how many 18 years are there in life?

In the dark, Lao Tan turned over, and the cell phone beside his pillow turned on and then vibrated.

He picked up his phone and opened WeChat. It was Lin Yan.

First is a photo.

His son, Jiaheng, had his arm in a plaster cast straddling his neck, smiling.

He was startled.

Then there was a message from Lin Yan: Jiaheng broke his arm during training, and it has been taken care of. It's nothing to worry about. It will be fine in half a month. It won't affect our playing. We just came back from the hospital.

(End of this chapter)