A pleasant life in a courtyard

Chapter 438 Troubled Years
Time flies by and we arrive at Qiliu.

This year is destined to be an extraordinary year.

Since January, heavy news of the passing of two great men has come one after another.

They are only a few months apart.

People across the country attended the memorial services again and again wearing black gauze.

Of course, except for the specific location of the people in Bj, in other places various groups gather together spontaneously to mourn the death of the great man.

Although the deceased is not a relative of any family, it is better than a relative.

In those days, everyone was no exception, from the youngest to the youngest, all had red and swollen eyes.

Li Xiang saw it more than once, some were so excited that they burst into tears, and some even cried until they fainted.

What's more, while chasing a hearse all the way down Chang'an Avenue, if it fell, it didn't matter, it got up and continued to follow.

For these children sitting in the room, the bottom line for a hard life is just those three years.

As ordinary people, Mother Li and the others went to the BJ Working People's Cultural Palace, where the crowd was quite excited.

Some people thought they were starving to death, some people thought they were killed, and some people thought they died of heart disease. . . . .

How could they dare to have such a dream at that time? Even the elderly people in the village did not dare to say such a thing.

Their generation is a generation that has truly escaped from dire straits under the leadership of great men. Their feelings for great men come from the bottom of their hearts.

"The common people don't understand the truth, but we always know who treats us well. The hardships your generation has endured are nothing. The life we ​​lived when we were young is not a human life. Without them, how could we be where we are today?" Good day."

Everyone saw more dead bodies and became bolder.

There are various reasons for people's speculations, but none of them mean that they will die of old age.

When Mrs. Li spoke, everyone saw that her eyes were so red and swollen that they were squeezed into a line.

When one person cries loudly, a large group of people cry.

People in later generations will not be able to experience firsthand the reverence that people felt for the great men at this time.

Have these children ever seen someone pushing a cart to collect corpses on the road? The sound of the wheels squeaking every day is simply more punctual than pouring night fragrance.

Mother Li was so affected by this sad atmosphere that she couldn't help crying.

Different from the ceremony that Li Xiang and the others attended in the People's Great Hall, the emotions of the participants here were more restrained, and even if they cried, they mostly shed tears silently.

Mother Li was thinking about when it would be her turn.

But for Mother Li's generation, this kind of suffering is nothing.

Mother Li's childhood friends originally had four, but during the liberation period, she and Aunt Wang were the only ones.

Today, after attending the memorial service, the whole family gathered together for the rare occasion.

Those corpses can't be collected no matter what. They were just taken away today, and another one will be lying there tomorrow.

When a few friends get together, they will each guess the cause of their own death in the future.

In troubled times, human life is the most valuable thing.

At the beginning, they did not understand the meaning of liberation. For the people in the old Bj City, everyone thought it was just another person in charge.

It doesn't matter who's in charge, it's just like that.

This Sifang City has had many boss changes.

It wasn't until the Communist Party began to allocate houses and land to the people, and then arranged jobs, and life in the city became orderly, that Mother Li and the others felt real.

It turns out that he really came to lead them to live a good life.

Thinking of these things, Mother Li felt sad again. Why did such good leaders leave them one by one. Mother Li's tears began to flow out of her eyes disobediently.

Everyone in the room was in a low mood at this time. Usually, if Mrs. Li sheds tears, the children would have to step forward to comfort her.

At this moment, everyone was crying together.

The third generation of the Li family huddled in their mother's arms, also holding their tongue.

Even though he is still young, you might think that he doesn't understand anything.

Little Li Rui didn't just eat, drink and poop in the nursery.

Usually, they, the little ones, also have to attend education classes.

Although most children cannot really understand why they are sad, it does not prevent them from crying together.

Just when the whole family was silent and crying silently, Aunt Wang and Uncle Wang came to Li's house.

Aunt Wang's eyes are just like Mother Li's, no one is better than the other.

"We can't stay at home any longer. The more we think about it, the sadder it becomes, so I just came here to talk." Aunt Wang said as she entered the door.

"I told these kids a lot of things, but they couldn't understand them at all." Uncle Wang also said.

"That's right. It's too cruel in front of the child. I dare not say too much for fear of scaring the child." Mother Li stood up and sat down for them, gesturing in the direction of her grandson.

As soon as we sat down here, people started to come outside the door again. This time it was the second uncle and the second aunt.

Looking at the situation on these two faces, it's not much better.

Li Xiang looked at this posture and felt that there would be more people coming later.

The room is so big, and if you try again, you won't be able to sit down.

He took everyone to sit outside.

It was just about the end of the heat, so it was not uncomfortable to sit outside with the gentle breeze blowing.

Li Xiang's guess was correct. As soon as he sat down in the yard, He Yuzhu dragged the old and the young over from the back door.

As soon as he passed through the back door, he saw many people sitting in front of Li's house.

He Yuzhu didn't waste any time. He moved his feet back and asked Sister Tang to bring the others over first. He was going back to get the bench.

The second uncle sat on the stool and looked at the first uncle holding his adopted daughter.

Then he greeted: "Lao Yi, you are too used to children. You only have to carry him for a few steps."

"I can hug the child if he wants. Besides, at my age, I can still hold him a few times." The first man nodded towards Li Xiang and the others, and then replied.

Before raising a child, I never thought that I could pamper my child so much.

In the past year, Yi Xiaobao's habit of crying has improved a lot, and he can now listen to the truth. This has allowed the elder to gradually begin to appreciate the joy of raising a child.

He has never been a father, and his previous experience in raising children was only taught by Jia Dongxu and the He family brother and sister, hammering here and there.

Moreover, when the three of them were able to interrupt the education, except for the rain, the other two were all in their teens at the time.

I don’t have the confidence to teach, nor can I teach without any selfless intentions.

The situation of Jia and He's family is quite different. Although the first uncle is Jia Dongxu's master, he has my wife above him.

He Yuzhu's mother died and his father ran away, but the first uncle was not his at that time. To put it bluntly, he was just a neighbor in the courtyard.

This resulted in the first man speaking but not doing anything most of the time.

When speaking, he usually says a few words that are neither salty nor bland, keeping within a range that does not make the child resent him.

(End of this chapter)