Yoshida Mii

Chapter 39
Before leaving, Dong Bao found a broken straw hat in the West Room where the broken household items were kept. The edge was torn, as if bitten by a mouse. After brushing off the ash that fell on it, he put it on his head, took a bowl from the kitchen and put it on the mouth of the clay pot, and walked to the ground with the basket on his back.

The fertilized land on old man Song was closest to home, so Dong Bao went to old man Song first.The big sun in the sky will be very hot at this time. Dongbao walked for a while with a heavy backpack on his back, sweating on his head, and tried to walk in the shade by the side of the road, but there are few trees on the edge of the field, even Some small saplings grow up, and the farmers will pull out the saplings because they are afraid that the saplings will compete with the crops for nutrients.

The green wheat in the field has begun to ear, and the sharp awns of the wheat are exposed in the tender blue wheat ears. The breeze blows, and the large green wheat waves roll, which is too beautiful to behold.The wheat waves of this season were the favorite of Dong Bao in her previous life when she was a child. She felt that the tender green wheat waves were much more beautiful than the golden yellow wheat waves when the wheat was ripe. It's over, and the tender green wheat waves always give people a vibrant impression.

At the end of April and the beginning of May, when the wheat is harvested and spread out on the field to dry, it will be the most tiring. At that time, no matter who the family is, they will have to work in the fields to harvest the wheat. In Dongbao’s impression, Even Second Aunt Song, who considered herself noble, had to go to the field to harvest wheat at that time.Food is related to the livelihood of farmers, and the Huang family will never allow anyone to be lazy at this juncture.

When he arrived at the field, Dong Bao saw from a distance that Old Man Song had finished fertilizing, carried the empty dung basket to a small tree next to him, and sat down against the small tree to rest his breath and enjoy the shade.

"Master, I brought you water." Dong Bao shouted.

Old man Song hurriedly waved his hand to call Dong Bao over, and moved to the side to make room.Dong Bao walked a few steps quickly, took off his straw hat under the shade of a tree, poured a bowl of water for old man Song, and old man Song drank the water in one gulp.Dong Bao poured another bowl for old man Song, and old man Song drank it in one gulp, when Dong Bao wanted to pour water again, old man Song stopped him, "There is not much left, leave it for your mother and your second uncle to drink. "Song old man said.

In Dong Bao's impression, she seldom heard old man Song speak. Her grandfather has always been silent and taciturn, and he can hardly be felt in the Song family. All matters, big or small, are decided by the Huang family. This is different from most Households run by men are different.

"It's okay, sir, just drink. I'll go home and fetch water after you finish drinking." Dong Bao said.

Old man Song shook his head with a smile, touched Dong Bao's head, and said, "You are a good boy, better than Zhaodi Da Mao and the others." On such a hot day, none of the second child's children thought of coming to give them The water deliverers were all spoiled by the second child and his wife, and they only thought about themselves.

Dong Bao looked at Old Man Song whose face was flushed by the sun, and was slightly surprised.In her impression, this grandpa hardly ever said anything to their grandchildren.

Although old man Song doesn't like to talk and doesn't care about things, he is a good hand at work, dexterous and diligent. He can weave bamboo baskets, do simple carpentry, and can repair farm tools when they are broken. This is praised by everyone in the village. Just as he was talking, old man Song pulled a few weeds with long leaves, flipped his rough and calloused fingers up and down, and a green grasshopper was woven into shape in his hands, and placed in Dongbao hands.

"Take it and play with it, don't let Da Mao and Er Mao see it." Old man Song smiled, his dark and thin face was covered with horizontal lines when he smiled.

Dong Bao looked at the straw woven grasshopper in his hand, it was alive and alive, no worse than the 20 yuan straw woven things sold on the modern street.

"Master, you're so skillful." Dong Bao praised sincerely, if it were modern, old man Song would be able to make a living with this skill of making gadgets.

Master Song laughed, patted the grass juice and grass clippings on his hands and said: "Old man, my eyesight is blurred. When your father and uncle were young, I even weaved palace lanterns for them to be exhibited in the city on the [-]th night! "

When mentioning his craft, old man Song was quite proud and talked more.Seeing old man Song's smile, Dong Bao's heart moved, and he asked, "Master, have you ever been to Anzhou?"

Old man Song nodded, "I have been. When I was a child, I worked as a clerk in the city for a period of time. During the Chinese New Year, lights were hung everywhere in the city at night. It was as if it was daytime. Many lights would turn on by themselves, with paintings on them. The paintings are so pretty...you haven't seen them before!"

"Master, you are someone who has seen the world!" Dong Bao complimented with a smile.

Old man Song blushed a little and shook his head.

"Then why do you always listen to my grandma? She is not as knowledgeable as you!" Dong Bao continued.

Old man Song was still happy just now, but the smile on his face faded at this meeting, and he didn't say a word.

"Master, the head of our village is talking about you. I've heard it several times, saying that you are too soft, and it's embarrassing to be controlled by a woman like my grandma!" Dong Bao said half-truthfully.

Old man Song patted the ashes on his trouser legs, his face no longer smiling, he patted Dong Bao's head, and said, "It's all a family, so it's not the same who owns the family? It's fine as long as you can get by."

Seeing that the old man Song had no intention of "seizing power" at all, completely throwing his hands away from the shopkeeper, and absolutely obeying Huang's words, Dong Bao was a little disappointed. Anyway, this grandfather is friendly to her. If his character can be tougher, he can form a certain degree of respect for Huang Influence, she and Li's life will be easier, now it seems that the words she made up to stimulate old man Song are useless at all.

"Master, I'm leaving, and I have to bring water to my mother and my second uncle." Dong Bao put the grasshopper in his arms, stood up and said to old man Song.

Old man Song said "Hey", nodded, and finally said to Dong Bao: "Your grandma has always had that temper all her life, she has a knife mouth and a bean curd heart, she is not bad, but she is not forgiving, she is worried that life is not easy for our family. , bumps and bumps are inevitable, you are a junior, don’t hate your grandma.” Finally, seeing Dong Bao’s blank expression, old man Song laughed at himself again, telling a ten-year-old girl these things, how could she listen? understand.

Dong Bao was stunned for a moment, then said "hmm" after a while, and walked westward with a straw hat on his back and a basket on his back.What made her confused was that old man Song said that Huang's knife mouth had a tofu heart, but she only saw Huang's knife mouth, but she really didn't see where there was a tofu heart.

The two fields were quite far apart, and Dong Bao walked for a while to arrive. Li pulled the plow vigorously and walked in front. Because of too much force, his body was almost stuck to the ground, his face was covered with sweat, from his forehead to his chin. dripped into the ground.

Second Uncle Song lazily supported the plow frame behind, and kept urging: "Sister-in-law, please work harder, this plow can't move for a long time, and with this posture, it won't finish plowing at night!"

Dong Bao became angry for a while when he saw it. Those whose families are better off will buy animals to plow the land, and those who are not close will also borrow other people's animals and give them some money.People like the Song family can’t afford to hire animals, so they can only use manpower to pull the plow to plow the land. This is the most tiring physical work, and it’s all done by men. For the heaviest physical work, the woman is holding the plow frame behind. This is just a matter of mastering the balance of the plow frame, which is much easier.

Only in the Song family, with lazy, rascal, and bum-like people like Second Uncle Song, would there be such a thing as letting the widowed sister-in-law pull the plow.As long as it involves work and money, he doesn't care what others think of him, he only cares about his own comfort. From the point of view of being selfish and disregarding others, the second child of the Song family is the most similar to the Huang family, and has obtained the true inheritance of the Huang family.

"Mom!" Dong Bao yelled loudly, "Come here to drink water, I'll bring you water!"

As soon as the words fell, Uncle Song, who was holding the plow, hurried over, complaining non-stop: "This has been done for a while, the boss has been working for a while, why did you bring the water here? What are you doing, you want to die of thirst!"

As he said that, he took out the clay pot from Dongbao's back basket, without using a bowl, held the pot directly, facing the mouth of the pot, poured water into his mouth, a lot of water spilled out, and followed Uncle Song's direction. His jaw dropped to the ground.

"Second Uncle, save your drink, my mother hasn't had it yet." Dong Bao whispered.

Dong Bao didn't expect her words to poke a hornet's nest.

Second Uncle Song put down the clay pot, and kicked Dong Bao with a kick. Dong Bao quickly dodged it, and Second Uncle Song put his hips on his hips and yelled, "You little bastard, I have to babble when I drink saliva. I don't know how to work!" To feed you bastard! Your conscience is eaten by a dog!"

Mrs. Li hastily unloaded the plow rope she was carrying on her back, ran over here, put Dong Bao in her arms, and stood in front of Second Uncle Song, begging, "Second uncle, Dong Bao is not a child. Sensible, why do you have the same knowledge as her!"

Second Uncle Song snorted, still cursing, "I'm going to teach this little bastard a lesson for my elder brother, very heartless! My uncle won't even let me drink his saliva, he's so vicious!"

"You said you were my uncle, I'm a little brat, what are you?" Dong Bao asked with his mouth curled up, old brat?
Second Uncle Song didn't expect that Dong Bao would dare to talk back, so he immediately raised his hand, making a gesture to hit him, and scolded with his eyes and eyebrows crossed: "Hey, you little bastard, how dare you speak stubbornly? Do you believe that I will beat you?"

"Her second uncle, her second uncle, Dong Bao is ignorant, so don't talk to her!" Li Shi hurriedly persuaded, turned around and scolded Dong Bao, with an extremely stern expression, "What's wrong with you? Hurry up and make amends to your uncle! Kid Why are you so ignorant?"

Dong Bao lowered his head, looked at his torn black cloth shoes with his toes exposed, and said softly to Second Uncle Song, "Second Uncle, I was wrong."

Second Uncle Song lost face and felt complacent. The eldest brother is dead, so he is the boss of the Song family. Sister-in-law and Dong Bao are still up to him.

(End of this chapter)