Pinellia pastoral

Chapter 12 The Brilliant History of the Sturdy Suqian Clan

The yard is still the same, except that apart from the slightly dilapidated upper room, there is not only no wing room on the side, but there is not even a firewood shed for the pigsty.

The base of the wall was covered with moss, and a stale smell of mud permeated the air. There were some window grilles on the top of the window and the wall, which seemed to have a bright color, and Su Ping and Su Qian's partnered up to live.

One widowed, one widowed.

One sells rice noodles from dawn to dusk, and the other grinds tofu day and night.

A round face has a good temper, and I am afraid that in this world, a rooster will not be able to raise many children, and a capable and pungent one who can take care of children is no match for the widow and will be expelled, so they hit it off.

Su Qian's family became the daughter-in-law of Dongwang Village.

The world is not peaceful, so the tofu and rice noodles can only be put away, and they go back to Dongwang Village together. There is only a few acres of thin land in the village, which was originally planted by Su Ping's third brother, but when he came back suddenly, the crops were beginning to sprout.People plant the fields every year, and the food that should be given has never been short, and it cannot be taken back at this time.

Although it's nothing to sit dry, there are five small mouths waiting to be fed, plus two people, there are seven people, and the land will not come back for the time being, guarding a broken yard, almost turning gray with worry.

The tofu business picked up again, sold to Dongwang Village and Xiwang Village, and occasionally sent to the town to deliver.

A vegetable plot was opened up in the yard, and I cleaned it up. I bought a few chickens and ducks. It looked like a lot of life. It is hard work for adults to make tofu and sell tofu, but the children have no time to spare. Here, feed the chickens and ducks, cook and wash clothes, dig wild vegetables and collect firewood...

I just want to get through the difficult months ahead, and when the fields are harvested and brought back, I can live on.

That day, the eldest brother and his younger brothers went out to chop firewood and catch fish, while Su Liuer went to wash clothes by the river.

The tofu business is quite good. When Mr. Su Qian came back alone to soak soybeans to make tomorrow's tofu, he was dumbfounded.

In the tidy and tidy yard, the firewood in one corner was in a mess, and there were traces of straw that had been dragged sparsely. The gate was also slanted, so he didn't go in anyway. Mrs. Su Qian had a bad feeling, and hurried to the chicken shed next to the house. At a glance, the few hens that were only laying eggs had disappeared.

This new daughter-in-law, who has never seen meaty taste since entering the door, a few hens made her eyes red.

After the red was over, Su Qian pursed her rabbit teeth. In this Dongwang Village, she could only be regarded as a familiar face, but like a woman who had lost her child, she hurriedly searched for it. , I was so stunned that I didn't even see a chicken feather.

Back home, with a grunt, she brought out the cutting board and the kitchen knife.

Dongwang Village and Xiwang Village are almost connected together.

Su Qian, the new daughter-in-law of the Su family, just like this, holding a kitchen knife in one hand and a chopping board in the other, scolded on the village road, "Men, women and children in Dongwang Village, you understand, it's not me. To be reasonable, there are those who have no conscience, go to steal the chickens and ducks on my roof, this is not stealing, this is murder! The conscience has been eaten by dogs!"

Swearing a few words, chopping twice on the cutting board, that is called a cadence, that is called a sonorous force.

There are those who are so narrow-minded, they even deliberately approached to make fun of Su Qian, "Your sister is so powerful."

Or you can't see it, "Two chickens, let's do this."

For this kind of people, Su Qian didn't have the slightest fear at all. He chopped the knife on the chopping board one by one, and remembered the sound of bang bang bang. I'm going to die, I can't afford to eat bran without rice, people have money, is this money so wasteful, don't be afraid of thunder, two chickens! My child's father and I haven't eaten a bite for two years Meat, open your eyes..."

After crying out, he started chopping again, and began to greet the little thief, only to scold the sarcasm on the side until his cheeks turned red, and he wished he could get into the mud before giving up.

From the east to the west, from the south to the north, the sound of the kitchen knife chopping on the chopping board resounded throughout the village.

On this day, those who ate chicken were greeted countless times, especially their ancestors.

Mrs. Su Qian was still not at all tired. She sat on the floor after scolding for a long time in various lively places in the village, with her legs crossed. When she put the chopping board in front of her, the kitchen knife chopped loudly.

"You head-beheader, you ate the chicken on my roof. I didn't scold that kind-hearted person. Anyway, no good man who steals the chicken has heard it. You will kill the villain who steals the chicken, and I will chop you with a knife." I will chop your heart, liver, lungs, and lungs with two knives, and your limbs and feet with three knives..."

There were more and more people gathered around, Su Qian didn't seem to notice it, as if she was singing an opera, she scolded in a patchwork manner, and it was appropriate to know the urgency and severity.

The scolding made some people tremble with fear, while others were open-minded and soul-stirring.

In the process of turning to several points, the tail of people dragging behind her became thicker and thicker.

At the foot of the big tree, at the gate of the stone house, and in all corners of the village, there were voices of Su Qian's cursing.

I have been cursing like this, but I haven't repeated it yet!The one who came out to make trouble because Mrs. Su Qian was sitting near the doorway was also a well-known tough woman in the village. She didn't speak to Mrs. Su Qian when she came out. closed the door.

"You unlucky ghost, you have no parents, you have no parents, you are a poor woman seeking a wife, and you can't find a dead head in the grave of your ancestors! You son of a bitch, eat me That chicken is doomed to a lifetime of bloody misfortune, you..." Even after scolding for so long, Su Qian's combat effectiveness has not declined at all, but instead has a high-spirited momentum.

Those who waited for Su Qian to "run out of ammunition and food" would be disappointed in the end. Su Qian started from the person who stole the chicken himself, chopping the kitchen knife on the cutting board, and then began to greet the thief's parents, wife and children , and even the ancestors and future generations.

From the beginning to the end, there is no repetition of half a sentence.

If the events of that day ended here, it would be fine.

But Su Qian's last stop was the home of Su Ping's third brother, the family who helped grow the fields after Su Ping went out to sell rice noodles, the home of Ban Xia's third grandfather and third grandmother.

It was a courtyard with a mud wall, and Mrs. Su Qian leaned against one side of the wall like that, and continued to yell, "You lose your conscience, you chew maggots in your mouth, but do you use your eyes to breathe? Look at our room I can't live outside, and I can't go back to the village, God just took us away! There is no land to eat—"

Sometimes bitter, sometimes unrestrained, this is the Su Qian family, the Su Qian family who is ashamed and open-minded.

The third grandma is a gentle woman, and she didn't try to persuade her there.

From scolding during the day until sunset and the birds returning home at sunset, Mrs. Su Qian couldn't get enough of it. She took a chopping board and a kitchen knife, washed it in the water, and went home to chop wild vegetables and cook porridge.

There are several direct results of this incident. First, the third grandfather found Mr. Su Pingsu that day, and proposed that the field should be returned to him now, but after planting so much, it will cost [-]% after harvesting.

The second is that Su Qian's reputation in Dongwang Village is mixed, and the reputation of the Su family's daughter-in-law is just like this.

The third is that for a long, long time, there were no thieves in the Su family's yard, and no outsiders dared to enter.

That scolding has been going on for many years, and there are still people who mention it. This is a later story.

(End of this chapter)