Build a farm from the mountains

Chapter 11 I'm Much More Honest After Playing
Wu Hao is deeply moved by the future of the village. The paradise is picturesque, and the people who stay in the end are people related to the farm.

The cycle of 30 years, now people run to the city, and the city people want to come to the countryside in the future.

When Pali stopped in the southeast of the village, I got off the car and wanted the old man to eat at home, but Yu Laoqi said nothing.

He didn't force it either, as the days would be long, he turned around and walked home along the path east of the village.

Looking to the east at the undeveloped wasteland of more than 1000 acres, the river and the forest in the distance, and looking back at the simple houses in the west, he felt a sense of gap.

Decades later, even if there are fewer people, it will still be a small second floor of a brick and tile house. Now half of his house is adobe thatched house, and the remaining half is a one-story house made of board and mud.

In the board-clip mud house, the wall is made of veneer and wooden boards vertically, and thin laths a few centimeters wide are nailed on the wall, and the four outer walls and the roof are pasted with loess and water to make mud and straw. superior.

The adobe house is similar to the board with mud. The wooden board is replaced by adobe, just like bricklaying. The roof is covered with alkaline earth to prevent leakage and rain, and it needs to be repaired every summer.

Well, sometimes the roof can support a few grasses.

When I was a child, I often went to dig alkaline soil in straw mats with my father. The children who didn't like going to school went to school after two days of work.

His home is in the northeast corner of the village, in a small courtyard surrounded by earthen walls, and there are a few wandering chickens in it.

The hard-working people's houses are earth walls, only more than one meter high, and most of them are fenced yards.

There are three low adobe houses at the back of the garden. Two bunches of red peppers and a few ears of corn sticks are hung under the eaves. There are also two warehouses and a row of dog kennels to the west.

There was no snow on the roof, and there were two big snowdrifts on the ground. The heavy snow at his house could collapse the roof. It is not an exaggeration to step on the snow to get on the house.

There is a small scooter next to the snowdrift. When I was a child, my mother often took him to my grandma's house.

When Wu Hao walked into the courtyard and came to the door, he felt a little homely and timid. He seemed to have been dreaming for decades when he went out for a day, and he was a little afraid to face his family.

Put the ax and knife under the window, take a deep breath and open the wooden door to look at the ground of the outer room.

That is, a rural kitchen, with a sauerkraut jar and a sauce jar on the left, and a pile of firewood in the corner.

The log-colored simple bowl shelf on the opposite side is next to the main door.

Steam was rising from the lid of the pot on the right, and a scent of rice wafted into the air with the heat.

Sitting in front of the stove was a middle-aged woman over forty.

His black hair was mixed with silver strands, and his face was benevolent. He was the kind of person with a good temper at first glance.

Although the shallow wrinkles took away her elegance, it can still be seen that she had a very good appearance when she was young.

It was his mother Gao Lijuan.

He is not only good-looking, he was famous in Shiliba Village when he was young, and he looks just like his mother.

Later, his father Wu Weiguo married him because of his father's reputation.

"Mom." Wu Hao's eyes were red and he was a little choked up.

The whole family has worried about him for the rest of their lives, especially the woman in front of him has paid too much for him and lived for her son all her life.

The mother later had very low requirements, and it was enough for the son to get married and live and work in peace and contentment.

But in the previous life, his mother failed to fulfill her wish before leaving.

This is why he never forgets Guo Laoer and Hou Dabao.

Gao Lijuan heard the voice and turned her head to look over, looked up and down, then lowered her head and continued to light the fire.

It's over and angry.

For so many years, mother and son can guess what each other is thinking by looking at their expressions.

Wu Hao calmed down, went into the room and took out the meat and put it on the pot. Gao Lijuan looked at it and ignored him.

He didn't dare to argue, he opened the door with a cloth bag and put it on the cabinet. He turned his head to look at the top of the kang, and a small pudding in a patterned padded jacket came into view.

Xiaodoubao looked up to see who was coming, "Wow." Tears came down, and she walked to the edge of the kang with short legs and stretched out her hands and shouted: "The cauldron."

Goodbye reincarnation, the sound of the cauldron made Wu Hao's heart tremble, his eyes turned red, he hurried over to pick up his younger sister and gently patted her back to coax her.

Xiaodoubao was usually the closest to him, and he left without saying a word. The little girl would cry to find anyone she couldn't see, and she would save whatever delicious food she had for her brother to eat together.

It hurt him forever.

Wu Hao feels distressed when he touches his sister's somewhat withered hair.

Apart from three old wooden cabinets, the only household appliances in the house are light bulbs. Nowadays, very few cadre families have black and white TV sets.

The price of 700 yuan is daunting.

Not only in the whole village, but also in rural areas across the country. He knows that his mother has a small coffers, and there must be two or 300 yuan.

Wu Hao understands that his mother is too old to be willing to spend money.

People in this era live their lives carefully, and it is impossible for anyone to eat meat often, but his mother is too picky, and ate meat once 20 days ago.

He and Xiaodoubao were too hungry.

There are few vegetables in winter, people lack nutrition, and their diet is not balanced.

Every household is the same, the little girls are all yellow-haired, and that's how the title of yellow-haired girl comes from.

Adults who are malnourished don't care, they all came here when they were young.

Some people have a lot of children, so they just need to live, if they really want to live, it’s enough if they don’t freeze to death or starve to death.

But his family is not that difficult, not to mention good food, it’s almost the same. When there is meat in the canteen, my mother doesn’t buy it.

Xiaodoubao hugged her elder brother's neck and shed tears, Wu Hao coaxed him there, and some people were unhappy.

"cough!"

Wu Hao turned his head to look, Yo!Old Wu is at home, he has completely different mentality when he sees his mother and sees his father.

Wearing a green military uniform, Wu Weiguo looks good, but when he has a straight face, he looks cold and can scare children.

Sitting on the top of the Kang, leaning against the corner of the wall, raising Erlang's legs, putting his right hand on his knee and knocking, squinting his eyes to this side.

what?Want to do it?Wu Hao thought in his heart that he dared not say anything, let alone ask you what you were looking at, but he squinted back without showing any weakness.

Lao Wu, the militia leader, doesn't have many things to do. He mainly looks at the crops in autumn and works in the forest farm in winter. He didn't go this year because of his schooling.

It is impossible for the father and father to fight by hand. After all, it is his father. Before he was 15 years old, he had to stand up to be beaten.

It stands to reason that he is an honest child whose parents don't know how to fight, but this is wrong, everyone has a bad side.

Old Wu liked to drink when he was young, and he was not good at fooling around. Drinking a little wine can cause troubles more, and he seems to like fighting more than drinking.

I also fight with my daughter-in-law when I go home. Although Gao Lijuan has a good temper, she is not a vegetarian. Her natal brother also served as a soldier.

She also knows how to fight twice. Rural women are also very strong, and they can beat them even if they can't beat them with their hands. They have to beat them twice a year.

And he and his mother don't beat his father but hug his thighs, which father is not angry?
If you find fault with anything, you have to beat him!
Until he was 15 years old, he was 1.7 meters tall, and the people in the old Wu family were easy to recognize, all of them were big and ape-backed.

The couple fought, and he came back and hugged Lao Wu and kicked his mother with a stick, which meant to cut it hard.

Gao Lijuan kissed her son, this time she didn't beat him lightly, Wu Weiguo couldn't break free, knowing that his son would soon be no match for him when he grew up, he didn't get off the kang for a day after being beaten.

How to say that sentence, I am much more honest after the fight.

Afterwards, Gao Lijuan took her son back to her natal home, and Wu Weiguo cooked at home to coax her newborn daughter, who had to raise two pigs that year.

He only insisted on picking up his wife for one day.

From then on, he didn't dare to speak loudly. As for beating his son, he was afraid of embarrassment, so he might not be able to beat him.

The father and son stared at each other, Xiaodoubao wiped away tears, the scene was extremely embarrassing.

(End of this chapter)