Rebirth 1983

Chapter 9

Looking at the curious and playful eyes of several uncles, Chen Song didn't say much.

I always feel that I will say more and make more mistakes, it is better to say less, so I just smile at them.

"Why don't you go to your parents' place tonight to grab a bite of food? Your brother should be back from school too, so we just happen to be together." After seeing off a few uncles, Chen Aiguo turned around and asked Chen Song.

Chen Song shook his head and smiled: "Dad, I still don't want to go, or my sister-in-law will have another opinion."

Chen Aiguo didn't answer, but patted Chen Song on the shoulder, and sighed softly: "When the house is improved, I'll get you some seeds. Although this land is not a paddy field, it's good to plant some other things."

"Thank you, dad. Let's go back quickly. Mom and fourth brother should be waiting impatiently. It's better to go back earlier."

"Dad is leaving now."

"Wait, Dad, take this bowl of meat back. The fourth brother studies hard and needs some meat to make up for it."

"You meat..."

"I have the meat, you don't have to worry."

Chen Aiguo didn't struggle anymore, took the bowl of stewed meat, and seemed to know that his wife would remind him, so he hurried back.

Chen Song watched Chen Aiguo go away, then went to the shed to pack up some things, and when he was done, the sun just went down.

After washing it briefly, Chen Song hesitated a little. It was a bit hasty to promise Wang Yao just now.

He is a big man, and he always feels that he has a bad reputation when he goes to the widow's house to spend the night.

"Forget it, go and have a look first, you don't have to stay overnight, I'll just go and see Xiaoyaotiao." Chen Song gave himself a reasonable reason, and instantly relaxed a lot.

As the sky darkened, Chen Song slowed down walking towards Wang Yao's house. When he saw the light of her kerosene lamp reflected from the window, Chen Song stopped, hesitated for a while, and walked into the yard.

Knocking on the door, only to hear a flustered sound from inside the door, and then a crisp and lovely voice.

"Mom, is uncle here?"

"Mom, let's go and see."

When the door opened and saw Chen Song's face, Wang Yao seemed relieved, looked left and right but found no one, and quickly pulled Chen Song into the room.

As soon as Chen Song entered, Xiao Yaoyao threw herself into her arms.

"Uncle, you are finally here. Yaoyao is hungry after waiting? Mom said that I have to wait for Uncle to eat with you."

Xiao Yaoyao raised her head, her big bright eyes were open, and there was a smile on the corner of her mouth.

"Uncle is here, hasn't Xiao Yaoyao eaten yet?" Chen Song turned his head to look, Wang Yao just took the bowls and chopsticks from the kitchen and put them on the table, the food on the table was not touched at all.

"Then let's have dinner with uncle."

"Okay, okay, uncle, come and sit down."

Yaoyao dragged Chen Song to sit on the Eight Immortals table. Chen Song looked at the room and found that the room was not small, and it was bigger than the room allocated to the eldest brother at home. However, there were few things in the house, and there was no furniture, let alone electrical appliances, not even a lamp.

Wang Yaona Pingting came over, sat down on the seat, served Chen Song a bowl of rice silently, then glared at the restless little Yaoyao who was sitting happily and wanted to climb into Chen Song's arms, and then sat down too.

"Eat, you still have half of the meat you brought at noon." Wang Yao picked up a piece of meat and put it into Chen Song's bowl. While talking, she picked up another piece into the slim bowl, but she picked up some vegetables.

When Xiao Yaoyao saw the meat, she immediately settled down, grabbed the chopsticks, and concentrated on handling the meat in the bowl.

"You eat too."

Seeing that Wang Yao didn't eat it herself, Chen Song took a piece of meat and put it in her bowl.

"No, I'm losing weight."

"Losing weight?" Chen Song was stunned in surprise. A woman in 83 also needs to lose weight?
His gaze turned to Wang Yao, who said she wanted to lose weight, and realized that she had shifted to her waist and other places. The curves were perfect, so there was no need to lose weight.

Feeling Chen Song's fiery gaze moving on her body, Wang Yao blushed even more, as if she wanted to bleed, and her shameful face was buried in the bowl.

"You still look!"

Wang Yao whispered annoyed.

Chen Song was stunned, then turned his head in a panic, scratched his head, secretly distressed in his heart, why he was staring at him suddenly.

But after all, he used to be a 40-year-old person, so he quickly adjusted and started eating with a pretentious appearance.

Not to mention, the food made by Wang Yao was quite delicious. Before he knew it, Chen Song ate a bowl of rice, but he didn't touch the meat on the table.

"Let me serve another bowl." Wang Yao put down the bowl and chopsticks, wanting to help.

"No, no, no, I'm full." Chen Song smiled, but still refused.

"Little Yaoyao eat quickly, uncle has finished eating." Seeing Chen Song's refusal, Wang Yao did not continue to persuade, but turned to look at Yaoyao who was still gnawing meat.

"Mom, the meat is delicious, I still want to eat it." Yaotiao innocently blinked her big eyes, the feeling of eating meat was indescribable, and her face was full of satisfied smiles.

"You little greedy cat, can you eat this meat tomorrow?"

Yaoyao rolled her eyes: "Okay, let's eat meat tomorrow." Yaoyao put down the bowl and chopsticks, opened her hands and rushed towards Chen Song: "Uncle, give me a hug."

"Yaoyao, come down quickly, why are you being hugged by your uncle every day, how old are you?"

Seeing her daughter getting so close to Chen Song, Wang Yao was both angry and funny.

He was angry because he had raised her so much, and he had never seen her so close to him; what was funny was that his daughter relied on her so much even though he had only met him a few times.

"No, I want my uncle to hug me."

Pouting her lips, she leaned in Chen Song's embrace, not looking at her mother, just like a little pig.

Chen Song couldn't help but think of his daughter in the previous life. At that time, her daughter also liked to get into his arms so much, arching and arching. Now she raised her hand and stroked her slim hair, and said softly: "It's okay, just let her follow me. You can go to work."

Glancing at Chen Song who was staring at her daughter at the moment, Wang Yao found tenderness in his eyes, and her heart couldn't help jumping with joy, so she nodded slightly, and then she cleaned up the dishes and prepared to wash the dishes.

"Yaoyao, can uncle tell you a story?"

"Story?" Yaotiao raised her head, her big bright eyes flickering.

In fact, comic books and story books had already appeared before the reform and opening up, but few people bought them in rural areas. In the past, when going to the market, you could always see piles of comic books in small stalls.

"Yes, can uncle tell you a story about Monkey King?"

In 1982, CCTV first aired a pilot episode of "The Kingdom of Demons and Black Chickens", and the response was enthusiastic, so the lively filming started. It was not until 86 that only 11 episodes were broadcast, and only 88 episodes were aired in 25.

That is, last year's National Day, "The Black Chicken Kingdom" was broadcast. Although no one in Chenjia'ao had a TV, the story of Journey to the West was still talked about by everyone.

"Okay, okay, uncle, tell me quickly."

"Then you have to do it well first." Chen Song smiled and comforted the anxious little girl.

Hearing this, the little girl obediently climbed off Chen Song, sat on her seat, and looked at him intently.

"This matter has to be talked about a long time ago. There used to be a mountain called Huaguo Mountain. There was a stone on the mountain..."

When Wang Yao came out, she saw one big and one small shaking their heads harmoniously, leaning on the door frame and watching quietly, she didn't know why there was such a gratifying smile on her face.

(End of this chapter)