I am Fugui

Chapter 209 The Crying Fengxia Youqing

The 28th of the twelfth lunar month.

"Ow"

A tragic pig cry resounded through Xujia Village, and the pig cry lasted for more than a minute before it gradually disappeared.

Chen Yunsheng drew out the blood-dripping butcher knife, looked at the dying big black pig lying on the chopping board, with a smile on his face, and raised his head, "Thank you, big guy, let it go, this beast can't turn the tide."

Laishun spit to the side, washed his hands with hot water first, then lit a cigarette and put it in his mouth, smacked his tongue and said, "Tsk tsk, you big black pig, I don't think it's less than 250 catties .”

Chen Yunsheng chuckled, "It's not too bad, who knows how much there will be after the blood is drained."

Hu Xingwang joked, "Fifth brother, just now the branch secretary said you were a big black pig, why did you agree?"

Chen Yunsheng was stunned for a moment, raised the butcher's knife dripping blood in his hand, and looked at him with a smile, "Xingwang, how about I stab your neck?"

"Don't worry, it won't hurt, it will be soon."

Hu Xingwang stood two steps away begging for mercy, looked at the winding village road outside the yard, and sighed, "I don't know if Brother Fugui will come back or not."

Chen Yunsheng also frowned, looking at the terribly dead big black pig, "Laishun, can Fugui come back today? My pig was supposed to be killed on the 25th of the twelfth lunar month, so I wanted to wait for Fugui to come back."

Laishun scratched the back of his head, flicked the cigarette ash again, and spread his hands innocently, "I don't know, brother didn't write a letter back."

"Then he will come back for the New Year?"

Laishun shook his head, "I don't know."

Everyone rolled their eyes in unison, breathed a sigh of relief, and went back to the house to chat around the brazier, while Chen Yunsheng rolled up his sleeves to take care of the pig hair.

There were quite a few members of Chen Yunsheng's family, all of whom came to eat the meal of slaughtering pigs. Cuiping came out from the kitchen, looked around, and shouted, "Laishun, where are youqing and them?"

Laishun also looked around and said indifferently, "Let's go to the entrance of the village and set off firecrackers."

Laishun guessed right, the children in the village gathered at the entrance of the village at this time, setting off firecrackers happily together.

"Fengxia, please give me another firecracker, just one." The white widow's daughter, Xiaoshuang, stood in front of Fengxia, clasped her hands together and begged.

It's funny to say that Xiao Shuang is half a year older than Fengxia, but she is half a head shorter than Fengxia.

Fengxia pretended to think about it, "Okay." Then she took out a firecracker and handed it to her.

"Fengxia, you are so kind. From now on, I will do whatever you say, and I will only listen to you." Xiao Shuang said firmly.

The other children also ran over and surrounded her, begging Fengxia bitterly, Fengxia gave one to each of them, and immediately received a burst of loyal voices.

Listening to the sound of firecrackers exploding, Feng Xia jumped up happily, her little face flushed with excitement.

Today she was wearing a bright red padded jacket, her hair was combed into two small braids, and she wore a red scarf around her neck. She looked very cute, and her clean and delicate clothes were very different from other children.

Fengxia also threw a few firecrackers herself, then suddenly remembered something, stood on tiptoe to look, and found Youqing squatting on the ridge of the field alone.

Youqing was also wearing a bright red padded jacket and a white felt hat on his forehead, which looked small.

There is also a big yellow dog squatting at his feet, its tail is wagging rapidly, it is peace.

She ran over and shouted loudly: "Youqing, Youqing."

Youqing looked up at her, stood up and waited for her to come over.

"Youqing, what are you squatting here to watch? Come over and play with firecrackers."

As she said that, Fengxia looked at the paddy field. The surface of the paddy field was covered with a thin layer of ice, which made people think of walking on ice.

Pointing to the ice layer on the surface of the paddy field, she said solemnly: "Youqing, do you want to play with this? But mother said, don't let us play, we will catch cold."

Youqing shook his head and remained silent.

Fengxia was much taller than him, hugged him lightly, and said in a warm voice: "Youqing, are you unhappy?"

Youqing looked at the winding path at the entrance of the village, "Sister, when will Dad come back?"

When Fengxia heard this, her expression became disappointed, but she still patted Youqing on the back comfortingly, "Mother said, dad will be back after the Chinese New Year."

"But it's Chinese New Year now, why hasn't dad come back?"

Feng Xia shook her head, "It's not the New Year's Eve now, it's the New Year's Eve."

Youqing raised his head, "Sister, you're lying. I asked Grandpa Changgen, and he said that it's Chinese New Year now. Sister, shall we go and find Dad? I have money, so let's go buy a train ticket."

Feng Xia looked at You Qing's red eyes, opened her mouth, and couldn't help crying, "I miss dad too."

"Fengxia, Youqing, why are you crying?" The other children found them and hurried over to ask concerned.

They held up their small fists, each with runny noses and flushed faces, "Tell me who bullied you, we will beat him up for you."

Youqing looked at them, pouted and asked, "Do you know when my father will come back?"

They looked at me and I looked at you, why not: "Youqing, didn't you ask us before, we didn't know, neither did our parents."

Youqing burst into tears immediately, and Fengxia couldn't help crying too. Seeing them crying, the children started crying too.

For a while, the entrance of the village was full of children crying. Some adults heard the crying and came to ask them why they were crying.

"Youqing cried, and we wanted to cry too."

The adults asked Youqing why he was crying, and the children in the village said that he missed his father.

The adults thought about it and told them not to cry. The Chinese New Year is inauspicious, and seeing that they couldn't be comforted, they turned and went back to the village, intending to tell Jiazhen.

"Wang!"

Youqing was still crying, but suddenly he heard Ping An yell, opened his eyes and saw it stood up, staring straight at the winding path leading to the village, wagging its tail very fast!

He was about to hug Ping An, but Ping An suddenly barked a few times, and then ran out of the village excitedly as if he had confirmed something.

"Peace, peace!"

Not caring about continuing to cry, Feng Xia and You Qing hurriedly chased after Ping An.

Following the winding path and turning around a pond, the two saw Ping An excitedly wandering around a big man in an army green coat, wagging his tail fawningly.

They stared at the man carrying two big wicker boxes in front of them, and they froze in place, rubbing their eyes in disbelief.

Xu Fugui was also stunned, and then pulled down the black scarf on his face, put down the two boxes, squatted down and opened his hands, "Fengxia, Youqing, come quickly and give Dad a hug!"

"father!"

Only then did the two come back to their senses, shouted in surprise, and rushed over together, throwing themselves into his arms.

Feeling the familiar broad and strong chest, they wailed loudly, "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo, you're back, we've been waiting for you for a long time, grandpa even lied to us that you're not coming back."

(End of this chapter)