good old days

Chapter 87

Zhang Tiezhu pushed Widow Yuan's mother-in-law to the health team with a wheelbarrow. Before the medical staff came to check, the old woman opened her eyes.

Seeing Zhang Tiezhu on the side, the old woman firmly grasped Widow Yuan's hand, and said with some slurred words: "You can't remarry, my grandson... the surname should always be Fang. From now on, you will raise him well..." Marry grandson a daughter-in-law , give birth to a child, and continue the blood of her old Fang family.

The old lady didn't know about Zhang Tiezhu and Widow Yuan at first, but last year at the sun-grain farm, she happened to hear a few men say that she was angry at the time and wanted to tear Yuan Chunhua apart, but there were only two women in her family, and there were Four and a half kids.

The half-grown boy eats the poor old man, but every time Widow Yuan brings some food from outside to the family, she just turns a blind eye and closes one eye.

The old woman hates her daughter-in-law for being disrespectful, but the grandson at home wants to eat.

The old woman's voice was too low, so Widow Yuan could only listen closely, and when she heard her say where the family fortune was, a bad premonition floated in her heart. Is her mother-in-law telling her last words?

After the old woman finished speaking, she closed her eyes tiredly, and Widow Yuan probed her nose, she was still breathing, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

At home on vacation, Jiang Xinyu was busy with this and that, and the whole day passed.

In the afternoon, the mother and daughter three went to work in the private plot, setting up trellises for beans, weeding, and watering the plot.

Jiang Yuzhu also picked up a dozen big caterpillars with soft bodies, and Jiang Xinyu got goose bumps all over her body.

Feeding caterpillars to chickens is nutritious. Almost all the children in the brigade dig earthworms to catch worms and feed them to chickens. Few of them are willing to use grain to feed chickens.

At night, Chen Xiuyun braised Li Yuezhen's meat in brown sugar for her. After the stew was finished, the pot was vacated, and Chen Xiuyun fried wild vegetables and eggs, and the mother and daughter ate it with steamed buns.

The two hens in the family can lay at least three eggs in two days. I haven't made fat cakes these days, but I have saved a lot, and it doesn't feel bad to eat.

Water was boiling in the pot, and Jiang Xinyu squatted in front of the stove to burn the pot. The firewood in the stove was buzzing, and occasionally sparks would explode in it.

Jiang Yuzhu asked her if she wanted to go to the toilet together, Jiang Xinyu shook her head, and she went out of the courtyard, Xiao Hei followed behind.

The pot was filled with bath water, and when the water boiled, the tea bottle was filled first. When Jiang Xinyu was adding cold water to the deeper wooden basin, there was the sound of jingling bells outside the courtyard.

Jiang Xinyu went out, and as expected, it was Chen Yi at the gate of the courtyard.

"Come back now?"

Chen Yi said "Yes", and handed her the cloth bag hanging in front of the handlebar, "It contains the mushrooms I collected in the Shijinggou Brigade yesterday."

Jiang Xinyu didn't answer for a while, "Does your mother know?"

"I just came from home, and she asked me to deliver it, so don't worry about keeping it."

The road in the Shijinggou brigade is not easy to walk. The village is surrounded by mountains and forests. There are many wild mushrooms and fungus in it. Those of the same species can distinguish which are poisonous and cannot be eaten, and which are non-toxic and can be eaten. Pick them up, cut them up and dry them, and save them to eat slowly.

Chen Yi only spent one yuan, and took half of the bag back.

Hearing that Widow Wang also knew about it, Jiang Xinyu took the cloth bag away, and then the two fell into silence suddenly.

"Why don't you leave?" Jiang Xinyu asked, breaking the silence, her skin tightened under his stare.

Chen Yi stretched out his hand, pinched the soft flesh on her cheek, and said as if weighing it: "There is still not much flesh."

Jiang Xinyu glared at him, stretched out her hand and pinched it back, and said deliberately: "Well, you can fry a bowl of fatty meat."

The skin on his face was so tight that she didn't even move it.

After the quarrel was over, Jiang Xinyu suddenly felt so childish, and was about to lift her legs to leave when she heard him say again: "Would you like to read "How the Steel Was Tempered", and I will send it to you tomorrow?"

Chen Yi wants to be nice to her, but he doesn't know what to give her other than trying to make her eat well. There is almost no entertainment in this day and age, and books are rare nowadays, but he is not sure what kind of books she likes. .Thinking about it this way, he felt that he was an asshole in the past. He didn't know what she liked, and he didn't try to find out in the past.

"You can bring it here tomorrow."

She cleared her throat, "Thank you."

He put his hand on the handlebar casually, stared at her from the side, and said slowly: "I think, based on the relationship between me and you, you don't need to say thank you."

Jiang Xinyu snorted, "Our relationship? What relationship? Why don't I know?"

Chen Yi didn't argue with her, just pretended he didn't hear her, and said, "I'm going home, you should go back quickly."

Jiang Xinyu entered the courtyard with a cloth bag, and saw Li Yuezhen at the kitchen door with her arms folded, with her back against the light, the figure was dark, she was silent, and Jiang Xinyu couldn't tell who it was.

"Then your partner?"

Jiang Xinyu said "hmm", "What are you doing standing here? It's scary."

Li Yuezhen said: "I want to soak my feet in some hot water, so I'm waiting for you to come back."

Jiang Xinyu put the cloth pocket into the kitchen, filled the deep wooden basin with cold water and hot water, and left some for her, "If it's not enough, you can add more firewood to burn."

It’s been quite warm these few days. I used to scrub in the house, but now I put the basin directly in the small room surrounded by wooden boards under the shed, where it can be splashed and washed. A few red bricks are laid underneath, and the water flowing on the ground will flow to the ground the next day. Ready to do it.

The gate of the yard is not closed and there is no way to wash with peace of mind. Jiang Xinyu thought of Jiang Yuzhu who had been out for a long time. The time she had been out was not small.

She went out of the courtyard door to the direction of the latrine, but no one answered after calling twice, then went in to check again, but there was no one in the latrine.

There are only a handful of people in the brigade who use lights, and the earthen houses are all built very thickly. There is no light at the latrine. Jiang Xinyu was a little scared, and she shouted a few more times. Jumping out from behind startled her.

"Xinyu?"

Jiang Xinyu's tense heartstrings finally relaxed when she heard Jiang Yuzhu's voice.

In this dark night, there were no other people at the entrance of the village. Jiang Yuzhu hadn't gone back for so long, so she couldn't help thinking about things.

"Where did you go to the toilet? You didn't go back for a long time, I thought you fell in."

In the dark sky, Jiang Xinyu didn't see the unnatural look on Jiang Yuzhu's face.

"After I went to the toilet, I went for a walk around the village."

I couldn't wash my hair at night, and I didn't dry it after washing. Jiang Xinyu went to bed after taking a shower.

At this moment in Chen Yi's house, the mother and son were talking.

Widow Wang laid out a lot of nonsense, without a complete sentence, Chen Yi didn't know what she was rambling about, and wanted to say, but seeing that she was hesitant to speak but didn't know how to speak, he Simply say: "Mom, if you have something to say, just say it, if you don't say it, I'll go to bed."

Widow Wang also felt uncomfortable, and she was afraid that her son would blame her. If her son knew that his father was a capable person, but she let him live with her for so many years, would she blame her?

(End of this chapter)