Raise your wife to be the richest man

Chapter 142 Tang Shi's Mother Who Opened a Video for the First Time

If you look down from the sky, you can find a small mountain village located on the top of the mountain in the mountains. The top of the mountain is like a big pit dug out by someone, which feels like a volcanic pit.

In the pit, scattered houses can still be seen. There is only a winding path extending from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain, over the shortest hill, and then extending down to the village.

At the highest point, you can still see a signal tower and some wires on the poles.

Only when you get here can you know what the real traffic inconvenience is. Even bicycles and motorcycles can't pass through the small roads, and there are no conditions for transportation.

In this season, unknown wild flowers can be seen blooming everywhere, cattle and sheep in twos and threes are grazing leisurely, and children greet each other, preparing to drive their cattle and sheep home.

In the afternoon of August, the sunset dyed the sky red, and the mountains were beautiful.

Those wooden houses, with white smoke rising from the roofs, every household started to cook dinner, with the smoke curling up from the kitchen, creating a picture of fireworks in the world.

Here is the hometown of Tang poetry.

A very poor, very ordinary, very inconvenient place.

On the last mountain to enter the village, Tang Feng looked at the sky that was getting dark, and hurriedly hurried, but it was still dark.

He was carrying a bundle of dry firewood, and behind him was his mother carrying a suitcase.

"How much does it cost to buy so many things? If you have some money, you start to spend extravagantly. If you want to save some money, just save some. If you can't make money, you also have a deposit."

Listening to his mother's rambling words, Tang Feng couldn't help but smile.

People of the older generation think that if they have money, they will save it. If they have more savings, they will be able to do a lot of things. They will not worry about having no money, and the pressure of life will be much less.

All daily necessities are money, and there are many places to spend money, these words, they often talk about it.

"She was going to ask me to bring more things. I really couldn't fit the suitcase. I told you that you would tell me when I came back, but she didn't listen at all," Tang Feng said.

"It's because I'm used to you. The phone still works, so I bought a new one."

"I can't talk to her, and if I don't listen to her, she will beat me, and I can't beat her, what should I do?" Tang Feng replied helplessly.

The suitcase was full of new clothes, so he left a set of old clothes for him, and almost threw away all the old clothes for him. Tang Feng disagreed, so he kept them.

There are several sets of clothes, shoes and trousers, plus mother's clothes, the suitcase is full, and there is no room for anything at all. I was going to bring him some food, but I can only put it in the schoolbag.

"Does my mother not know about you? Sister Ni gave you money secretly, do you think my mother doesn't know?"

Tang Feng: "."

The money given by his sister is useless for him if he can use it. It is used to buy papers and school supplies.

He is not the kind of person who spends money recklessly, and is usually very frugal.

"Mom, have you considered going to live outside in the future?" Tang Feng asked her.

The wind from the mountain blew over, blowing her hair a little messy and drying her sweat. It was only her son's problem, which made her a little silent for a while.

Going to live outside, she has never considered this issue.

The son is still a child and has not yet married, so she still has to make money, relying on raising pigs, cattle and sheep for him to go to school. In addition, buying some delicacies, she can live on for a year. Although there is no money left, the life cannot be said Worry about eating and drinking.

Although it is difficult, she still wants to support a college student.

It was her lifelong regret that her daughter was not able to go to college. She felt sorry for her daughter. Every time she saw the college admission letter, she couldn't help crying.

I can't let my son not be able to go to school.

"Why are you thinking about this? When you get married, Mom will bring you a baby. If you don't let me bring it, you can bring it yourself. I will come back to raise pigs and smoke some bacon for you every year?"

"Prepare some for you, prepare some for your sister, whether she wants it or not, my mother has only so little ability, can't go up the mountain, can't go down the ground, and no one will give it to me in the future."

"When I'm too old to move, you guys will come back to serve me for a while. When I'm gone, I'll walk around with your sister more. If you have any difficulties, your sister will help you."

"Yao'er, study hard, you owe your sister a lot in this life, and you will pay her back slowly in the future."

Tang Feng just nodded while listening to his mother while going downhill.

When Tang Shi finished high school and didn't get the admission notice, he left home with a flashlight in the middle of the night with hundreds of dollars to go to work, he knew that Tang Shi gave up his life and gave him all hope.

That kind of hope, when pressed on the shoulders, is actually very heavy.

"I know, Mom, I will remember it all my life." Tang Feng replied, "When I graduate, I can make money and buy a house in a big city. From now on, you will live with me."

"Help me take care of the baby, cook, and when I have nothing to do, I go to dance in the square and travel to other places."

He quietly listened to Tang Feng's words.

As she listened, she couldn't help laughing: "Forget it, forget it, mom can't bear this kind of life, it's better here, this life, I'll be here."

For her, this small place is the vast majority of her life.

Acquaintances are here, friends are here, relatives are here, all the familiar things are here, and most importantly, the dead ghost is also buried here.

How lonely he would be if he were gone!No one went to the grave.

So, if you stay here, the children can go to a wider world. She still likes this small village, although young people are unwilling to come back, and it is getting less and less lively.

"Then live for a few months a year." Tang Feng was firm.

"Don't you learn from your father. He used to brag like this to me, saying that he would lead me to live a good life, eat and drink without worry, and make money. Can it be realized?" She shook her head: "Be down-to-earth, don't be greedy."

Years ago, his father drew big cakes for himself, and when he was old, his son also drew big cakes for himself.

When he gets married, he has completed all the tasks. In this life, he will not feel guilty about the Tang family, nor owe the Tang family anything. Speaking of which, the Tang family still owes him.

Only Tang Feng, with a serious face, never took it as a joke, those little dreams took root in his heart.

In this world, the most important people to him are his sister and his mother. She has worked so hard to raise herself, and if she can't let her enjoy happiness, what is filial piety.

As the sky gradually darkened, they finally arrived home before dark.

A house with a stilted building. Downstairs on stilted feet, you can still hear pigs, cattle and sheep screaming, and there is a little cooing sound in the chicken and duck pen.

On the eaves, there are tiles that have been used for many years. She carried them back and forth. The house was built by her little by little help. From scratch, she gave Tang Shi and Tang Feng a warm s home.

It took ten years to go from a dilapidated house with wind and rain leaking on all sides to a stable wooden house.

Turn on the light, and when you enter the house, you can see an earthen stove with three iron pots ranging from small to large. It is usually used by the family and is used the most.

Behind the stove is a two-meter-long wide bench. Besides sitting on it, it is also used for slaughtering pigs during the Chinese New Year. The front part is smooth after sitting for a long time, while the back part is dusty.

There was a stove inlet and a fire pit, and there were some half-burned firewood left.

A small square table, a few long benches, a vacuum flask, a rice cooker, and a few earthen jars of kimchi are placed on the table. The cabinet is next to it, and the pots, pans, seasonings, and endless meals are all inside.

Above the stove, there is still bacon hanging, which is dark and ugly, but delicious.

There are many awards hanging on the wall made of wooden boards. Those yellow awards with Tang poems and Tang Feng's name are her show off.

It was only later that the awards on one side gradually surpassed those on the other, and she didn't like to talk to the seven aunts and eight aunts in the village about how the child was doing.

Putting down the suitcase, she took down an iron pot from the iron hook above the fire pit, carried it to the stove, took a stainless steel lower basin, and poured out the pig's feet inside.

"Stewed pork knuckles with mushrooms. In the rice cooker, there are bacon fried with shallots. Mom will fry a potato for you. You'll eat right away." She said, holding hay and lighting the fire.

Skillfully put the small firewood first, and then enlarge the branches, and soon, a raging fire ignited in the stove hole.

The small potatoes that have been washed have been peeled. When the hot lard in the pot starts to boil, put the potatoes down, and the sound of sizzling can be heard, and the aroma begins to come out gradually.

I have already prepared food, and I am waiting for my son to come back, and it will not be long before I can eat.

When the golden potatoes were scooped up, the food was ready. Tang Feng took the small bowl and filled it for his mother, and then took the big earthen bowl and brought himself a big bowl of rice.

There are oily flowers shining, and fungi can be seen, salty pork feet, pieces of crystal clear bacon that is half fat and half thin and purple, and small golden potatoes are dinner.

"Delicious!" Tang Feng, who was chomping on rice, looked at his mother with a smile.

Tang Feng's mother, with a gentle smile, watched her son gobble it up and told him to eat slowly and not to choke.

This kind of dish made by my mother, this kind of taste, is probably the most delicious dish in my life, even if it is the delicacies of mountains and seas outside, there is no way to replace it.

"Eat slowly, no one will fight with you. Your sister used to fight with you, but now she doesn't fight with you." The events of the past few years seem to be vividly remembered.

It's still the same place, it's still the same table, it's just that the children have grown up.

There used to be two big earthen bowls, and one of them has not been moved for a long time. It has been under the cabinet, and it has been covered with dust.

"Mom, you don't know that the food my sister brought me is expensive, but it's not as delicious as your cooking." Tang Feng said seriously.

There is no way to replace the taste of this kind of dish made by my mother.

After pouring half a bowl of pig's knuckle soup, Tang Feng ate the food with a grunt. It was particularly delicious. It was the kind of delicious feeling from the heart that could not be experienced outside.

"It's so good, hurry up and eat meat, you're so thin, you don't have any meat, you'll grow bones." She picked up several pieces of cured pig's trotters for Tang Feng.

There are only four of these pig feet in total. In the countryside, not very important people would not eat them out.

It's so unpalatable that the pig's feet in other people's homes are real friends, or real relatives, or made by their own mother, just like Tang Feng.

"I've gained weight recently. Brother Ci makes me drink milk every day, and I've grown a few centimeters taller." Tang Feng thought of Song Ci's words. Song Ci also said that he was thin and asked him to make up.

Hearing Song Ci, she came up with the idea of ​​chatting.

After going for so long, I just asked him to see how he was, so that she could know what she was doing. This was a girl looking for a partner, not an ordinary thing.

If you don't look at it, you won't feel at ease.

"Didn't you read it? To be honest with Mom, what do you think of my sister's boyfriend?" She still wanted to know the details. This kind of thing is related to the happiness of the girl for the rest of her life.

Especially when recruiting a target, the more cautious the better, he watched it for a while before he saw it so as not to be inaccurate.

Tang Feng nodded: "Very good, it's the same as what I reported to you, good personality, good condition, good appearance, good in all aspects, worthy of my sister, and my sister's business is thanks to her help Woolen cloth."

He knew that his mother was concerned about this, and he didn't ask just now, just because he hadn't arrived home yet.

In fact, she is a person who can't hide her words, and she can tell by her expression. She doesn't have that much thought about what she wants to ask, even if she is middle-aged, she doesn't have that much thoughtfulness.

"Don't think too much, they are just boyfriend and girlfriend, just like when my dad chased you before, didn't he want to help your family farm, farm and chop firewood."

Before he could finish speaking, he was hit with a chopstick.

Neither big nor small.

"I know your sister's character. She is very strong, she doesn't think carefully, but she doesn't know if she will succeed in the end." She was thinking about this issue.

The young people in the village have heard of many people who often change partners. After a period of time, they switch, and then another.

The relationship from beginning to end is long-lasting. Of course, she hopes that Tang poetry can last from beginning to end.

"Didn't the blind man in the village say that this year my sister has come through all hardships, she is rich and rich, and the fortune follows the marriage. Isn't that a very accurate calculation!" Tang Feng gnawed at the pig's foot.

"Indeed, your sister has made a lot of money."

"how much is it?"

"Don't inquire. The money your sister earns is hers. Why do you inquire so much?" She knocked on Tang Feng again: "The blind uncle also said that you are prosperous, and you will talk big."

Tang Feng: "."

Recently, I have read a lot of books, and I have the idea of ​​writing something myself, but I haven't decided what to write yet.

After eating, Tang Feng washed the dishes and looked at his mother sitting on the chair, fiddling with her new mobile phone.

Sitting next to her, Tang Feng began to patiently teach her to use the smartphone, saving the calls one by one in her phone book, and then registered for WeChat.

The patient Tang Feng taught his mother little by little, just like when she was a child, she taught herself to recognize numbers little by little.

That sentence, when we were young, our parents patiently taught us to study, and when we grow up, don’t we even have the patience to teach him to use a mobile phone?

"That's it, I learned so fast." Tang Feng also praised him.

Hehe smiled, she was a little proud: "Of course, when I was young, I was No.1 in the class."

It's old history, she often shows off, saying that she and her sister inherited her intelligence.

Pointing to WeChat, Tang Feng adjusted the input method to handwriting for her, and then began to add people, the elders in the village, he added them one by one, the most important thing was Tang Shi's WeChat.

As soon as it was added, Tang Shi agreed.

Then, a video came in.

"The video is coming, just click here, so that you can pick it up." Tang Feng just showed her a demonstration.

When Tang Shi's smiling face appeared on the screen, Tang Shi's mother gave a smile of the same style as Tang Shi's, and the smiles of the two were very similar.

"Hey, I really saw it, your sister, so clear!" Tang Shima was a little excited: "Girl, can you see me?"

Tang Shi laughed.

"I can see, can you hear me? Can you see clearly?" Tang Shi also asked her.

Knowing that she is still not proficient, Tang Shi's voice was a little louder when she spoke.

Totally audible, purely superfluous.

"It's important, I know it very well here, girl, have you eaten? If you haven't eaten, eat quickly!" She looked at the background of Tang poetry, and she didn't look like she was at home: "Where are you?"

If she is playing outside, she will talk about Tang poetry.

As soon as she asked, Tang Shi replied immediately: "In the office, you haven't finished your work yet, so try to see if you can wear the clothes and shoes."

Nodding in understanding, she said, "Waste of money."

Laughing dumbly, Tang Shi knew that she was saving, and she also knew that she never wasted money. It was rare to buy two new clothes a year, and it was this way of digging and searching that brought up their siblings.

Saving has become an instinct, and Tang Shi learned a little skill from her. Song Ci said that Tang Shi was too frugal.

"Buying things for my mother, I'm willing to waste it, so you don't mind me." Tang Shi teased her with a smile.

"Have you considered whether your mother wants it?" Tang Shi laughed angrily: "Then your mother has to thank you."

Looking at the clear picture, this was the first time she saw her daughter so clearly on the mobile phone. She used to make calls and could only listen to the voice on the phone.

Where can I observe whether I am wronged, uncomfortable, or tired?

Now you can.

"Tang Yaya, you and I have to go back and doze off quickly, your eyes are so red, and you are still busy with work, do you hear that?"

Tang poetry: "."

Tang Feng next to him burst out laughing.

"You laugh paw paw, you also go to sleep."

Tang Feng went to sleep dejectedly.

"I don't want to say it a second time."

Being stared at fiercely by his mother, Tang Shi sighed helplessly, and then took the bag: "Okay, I'll go back to rest, and you should go to rest early, I'll call you tomorrow."

Such a fierce mother can be seen every year, and when I was a child, the family was supported by her. Sometimes, it is not enough to be not fierce.

Seeing Tang Shi close the door and leave the office, she nodded: "Don't get into money's eyes, your body is the most important thing, don't be stupid."

Tang Shi nodded, very well-behaved.

While driving, Tang Shi was on the phone with her all the way to the door of the house. When she opened the door, Tang Shi hadn't had time to speak.

Song Ci jumped up from the sofa and ran to the door, shouting, "Daughter-in-law, why are you back so early today?"

Looking at Tang poetry on the phone: "."

Tang Shi's mother looking at Tang Shi: "."

"Why are you hanging up the phone?" Tang Shi's mother tapped the screen several times.

Song Ci was dumbfounded when he heard the voice.

(End of this chapter)