Fragrant spring

Fragrant Spring - 252 Flood

Ah Jian froze for a moment, did not answer Li Zhishu, and continued to eat.

Li Zhishu poured another glass of wine and said slowly: "Your mother and I have decided that if you continue to go with Huojiao, we don't care, but we really don't have the face to live with you, you can figure it out Bar."

Ah Jian didn't care much about arguing with his mother. His mother just had a loud voice, and what she said didn't make much sense.But Li Zhishu is different, his voice is not loud, and his words are compelling.Ah Jian always felt a little afraid when talking with Li Zhishu, he said: "Why do you always oppose me and Huojiao, I like her, she likes me, that's fine, don't you want me to be with someone who doesn't like me?" Is the person you like together?"

"We don't interfere with who you are with, but we are old, and we can't stand the blows of you brothers and sisters one after another. We have to face the villagers with this old face." Li Zhishu picked up the wine glass and held it in mid-air, After several rounds of back and forth without getting it to his mouth, he finally put down the wine glass, took a puff of cigarettes, and smoked sadly.

Mother Jian, who has always wanted to keep silent, couldn't help but interject: "Your father means that if you want to be with that vixen, don't live in our house. You get out of this house. Where do you two like to tear up?" It has nothing to do with us." Ah Jian's mother's voice became louder when she spoke, just now Ah Jian and Li Zhishu seemed to be talking, but now her words are really arguing.In fact, she and Li Zhishu didn't want her son to really get out of the house, but just wanted to intimidate her son so that he would back down and leave that vixen quickly.

Ah Jian looked at his father's wrinkled face. This face did not add a lot of smiles because the two brothers and sisters grew up and had a better life.Ah Jian knew that these words came from his father's mouth, they must have been carefully considered and made up his mind.There are only two paths in front of him, one is to leave Haijiao and come back to this family, and then honestly find a girl to come back, get married and have a baby, and let his parents report their grandson as soon as possible.The other way is to leave this home, take Shanghai Jiaoyuan away, and live a life of love and affection.

Ah Jian's mind was confused, he shook his head vigorously to organize his thoughts.He loves Haijiao and will never be separated from Haijiao in his life.But he is also a filial son. This kind of filial piety does not mean listening to his parents more or being considerate of his parents.It's to make life easier for parents in the future, so that I can stay by their side, and if I have a headache, I can show up in time.

How can we find a balance between these two roads?Ah Jian suddenly thought of Uncle Jiu. Uncle Jiu's house still has an empty house. Since Jiazhen can live there, why can't he go?So he said: "Dad, Mom, you insist that I move out, I have nothing to say, but I will always be your son, your son has made you feel ashamed now, and will definitely make you happy in the future." Putting down the unfinished meal in his hand, he walked into the room.

She thought she could bring her son back, but now she forced him away, Ah Jian's mother couldn't help sobbing.Li Zhishu drank the wine in the wine glass irritably, put down the wine glass heavily, and said loudly: "Why are you crying? You are the one who made the suggestion. You cry again after driving your son away. If you want to cry, you go out." Cry, don't cry in front of me."

Ah Jian's mother was sobbing just now, but now she is crying out loud.A family of three is unhappy, just like the current weather, which is cloudy and rainy.No, it should be a family of four, because there is another one, Ah Xiang.At this moment, Ah Xiang had just had a full meal, and before he had time to rest, he ran to the workshop again, working overtime. During the six months since he came here, he worked overtime day and night.

It rained all night, and early the next morning, people got up to see that the clouds were clearing from the various hills.This is a sign of a sunny day. After the heavy rain, there will be a big sunny day.People also saw that the clear river that flows through the village is now cloudy, and the water in the river has risen several times, and the river has flooded.Xiaohe is like a gentle and virtuous lady on weekdays, but today he is like a roaring wild horse, arrogant and unruly.The small river floods several times in this season every year, big or small, but this time it seems to be a little bit bigger.The flood also washed away the small wooden bridge connecting the east and west banks, and now it really divides Muwa Village into east and west halves.Separated Jiazhen from Youcai, and Ah Jian from Haijiao.

Ah Jian woke up and wanted to go to Shauguping and Hailun to install the tires on the car. If he couldn't cross the river, it would be lively on the bank.Few major events happen in the mountains throughout the year, and the flood is not a big event, and many people have gathered on both sides of the river to watch.Some courageous people occupy a favorable position and wait for the wood and firewood washed up by the flood upstream. As long as they float to their side, they use a long bamboo pole in their hands, and install an iron nail on one end of the bamboo pole, and the bamboo pole is nailed. Just dragged the wooden square or firewood over.If you're lucky, if a flood comes down, you'll get three or four thousand catties of firewood, ten or twenty pieces of wood, that's normal, and sometimes you'll nail some shiitake mushrooms and fungus wood, which can be considered a small fortune.Some women picked up pockets and big dustpans to catch fish in muddy water in shallow water.Not to mention, this stupid method is quite effective in this situation. Those fish are hiding in the shallow water at this time. Anyway, no one can see each other. Sometimes the fish hit people's feet.

There are only a small number of people nailing firewood and fishing for fish, and most people still stand on the shore to watch the fun. Whenever a big tree or a piece of wood is pushed upstream, people will yell loudly to inform the nailers. The person with the firewood said that another firewood has come down, pay attention.When they didn't, they were talking, talking about which year the flood was bigger than this one, who was drowned in that year, and so on.

Uncle Jiu was also among the spectators. He didn't regret that his weir was washed away by the flood. He even joked calmly, "This river is a bit like the Yellow River today."

Shaoqiang next to him asked with a half-stupid half-smile: "The Yellow River is yellow, so is Heilongjiang black?" I don't know if it is Shaoqiang who looks like a dog now, well-dressed, and people are a little awed instinctively, or these mountain people He didn't know anything about the Yellow River and Heilongjiang at all, and no one laughed at Shaoqiang's words.

Ah Jian wanted to laugh, but he was in a bad mood and couldn't laugh.In normal times, he would have laughed just seeing Shaoqiang, a provincial and municipal leader, come down to inspect.

"The Yellow River is yellow, Heilongjiang is not black, and the Yalu River is not green." Jiu Shugong is the only person in the village who has traveled more than half of China, and the only person who has ever been abroad.Although it was to go to war (to resist US aggression and aid Korea), it was also to go abroad.Uncle Jiu always likes to rely on his glorious deeds when he talks about everything.It's no wonder that half of his military career, these deeds have long been branded in his heart.

(The story of the little character in Muwa Village, whether you read it or not, she is there. I am the author Ukraine, thank you for your support!!!)