The air was filled with the fresh breath after the rain, but He Songbai smelled all the sweet smells. The faint and sweet smell of gardenias on her body enveloped him tightly, and the thin clothes came from hers. Incredibly soft to the touch.
He Songbai suddenly felt his throat very dry and itchy.
He coughed: "Don't hold it so tightly."
"I'm very stable."
Zhao Lanxiang couldn't help but laugh.
"Are you shy?"
Zhao Lanxiang wrapped her hand around the man's waist and grabbed the flashlight to illuminate the dark mountain road.
There was silence all the way, and the muddy mountain road left deep ruts.
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Before dawn, the two arrived at their home smoothly and safely.
He Songbai parked the car in the cowshed and took off the pork hanging from the bicycle. He suddenly asked, "Did Tie Zhu call you here today?"
Zhao Lanxiang shook her head and said vaguely, "I found it myself."
Although she used some means to touch it, ordinary people would not be as "hard-working" as she was, but she hoped that He Songbai would be more careful in the future, so she deliberately concealed the details of how she followed.
The relaxed look on He Songbai's face was swept away, and he suddenly became solemn.
After a long while, he said, "I see, you go back to sleep."
Zhao Lanxiang nodded.
At this time, there was some movement in the cowshed, and He Songbai suddenly said, "Wait, go and wake up the eldest sister."
As he spoke, he rolled up his sleeves and walked into the cowshed.
Zhao Lanxiang suddenly remembered what Sister He said yesterday about giving birth to a cow, but she didn't expect it to break the amniotic fluid so quickly. She went to the firewood room to put the pork away before going to wake up Mrs. He.
Sister He quickly got up and went to the cowshed to take a look, "It's difficult to give birth for the first time, and it will take a long time to wait."
She suddenly looked at her younger brother in the bullpen, and then at Zhao Zhiqing, her brows furrowed, as if she was wondering why both of them were woken up.
He Songbai coughed lightly and turned back to the room to sleep.
Zhao Lanxiang said quickly: "It was very noisy just now. I slept lightly. When I woke up, I came to see my eldest sister."
She followed Sister He for a while, and saw that she put the cut grass in the trough and mixed it with corn feed to feed the cattle.
Sister He glanced at the dark sky, "You sleep, wake up, and look again."
Zhao Lanxiang squatted for a long time without seeing the birth of the calf, and the interest that had just started dissipated quickly. The deep sleepiness caused by not sleeping in the middle of the night hit, she yawned and quickly went back to her room to sleep.
When Zhao Lanxiang woke up again, the sun was already high. She ran to the cowshed immediately after washing her clothes. The cows had already finished giving birth, and she was lovingly licking her wet child.
A middle-aged man with a face was cleaning up the mess. His face was solemn and straight, and his thumb joints were thick and hard. He was meticulously cleaning up the afterbirth that had fallen off the cow.
He said, "Sister Ye, take this back for you to cook and eat."
Bovine placenta is no different from beef. In this age of unpalatable meat, it is very precious. Especially now that the country prohibits the slaughter of cattle, there is almost no beef on the market, and the taste of beef is even more rare.
Sister He shook her head, "Take it back."
Uncle De suddenly noticed the stranger approaching, and he gave Zhao Lanxiang a wary look.
Because Sister He was speechless, she did not introduce the two people to know each other.
Sister He tugged on Uncle De's sleeve, "She's not a bad person."
Zhao Lanxiang had no choice but to say: "I am an educated youth living in the He family, my surname is Zhao."
De Shuhu replied with a face, and he said to Sister He, "I'll go and kowtow to my wife."
Mrs. He nodded.
Uncle De walked to the door of Grandma Li's room, but instead of going in, he respectfully kowtowed a few times.
Sanya opened the door and came out, and she was startled when she saw the man kowtowing at the door.
Grandma sat on the high stool and turned her head to take a look, her face sank and she was very angry: "Kow what?"
"It's still an old-fashioned way, do you think my life is not long enough?"
Uncle De wiped his sweat and said, "It's good that my wife is happy, I won't knock."
He stood up, took out the rice and pork in his cloth bag, and quickly got into the woodshed to cook a hearty lunch for his wife who had "served" all his life. But soon he found a few strings of pork on the table, and saw a shallow layer of rice in the rice jar, and looked around a few times.
A bag full of rich and strong powder with white flowers, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, and vinegar are not left behind. Usually, the firewood house, which is so simple and poor that even rats refuse to patronize, has a feeling of "a sparrow is small and full of liver and gallbladder".
Uncle De's eyes were undoubtedly full of shock.
He remembered the educated youth who lived in the He family, and quickly put away his shock, washed the rice in a muffled voice, picked a handful of sweet potato leaves at the private plot, fried a plate of pork slices, and a plate of green vegetables. After the hot rice was ready, he called everyone to eat.
At noon that day, Zhao Lanxiang was rarely "laid off", and she glanced at this Uncle De without a trace. I found that his attitude towards the He family was very respectful.
She took a piece of pork to eat, and the taste was unsatisfactory. She felt a hard feeling in her mouth. It didn't look like the freshly slaughtered pork brought back by He Songbai. She had already marinated the pork that could not be eaten yesterday and made it into braised pork. The pork on the plate must have been brought by the middle-aged man.
But Zhao Lanxiang looked at him. He was also wearing shabby and patched clothes. He was very poor, and the situation at home must not be very good.
He Songbai said: "Let's eat, there is no shortage of this meal to eat, and when we are full, we will bring back a piece of pork."
Uncle De gave an excited "Eh", and gulps down the rice.
After lunch, Uncle De took the initiative to do farm work. After finishing the work, he wiped the sweat from his forehead and walked to Grandma Li's house.
The tall and honest man lowered his head and said, "Ma'am, I'm here for the four of my family."
"I led her to kowtow to my wife a few years ago. Does my wife still remember her? Although she is not very smart, she follows me, but her strength follows me. They are all for her, chubby and easy to raise, and this year is almost the same age... "
"If Brother Bo can look good on Si Ya, I will send her to my wife at the end of the year. We don't want dowry or betrothal gifts."
Grandma Li was silent for a long time.
She said, "Where are you asking your daughter-in-law not to give a dowry, what are you looking for?"
Uncle De's head lowered, and he said, "the first three brothers on the fourth girl, I didn't want to raise another girl, so I kept it. She pointed to Brother Bo who raised her."
Uncle De was originally the long-term worker of the He family, who raised cattle and horses for the He family. He was loyal and honest. When he was a child, he was almost starved to death by a famine. He was fed by a few bags of millet from Grandma Li and brought back home, becoming a worker of the He family.
Granny Li sighed and said, "You're a dead brain."
"In today's society, there are no wives and masters for a long time. You are a free person and live for yourself. Don't come to the He family in the future..."
The author has something to say: Xiangxiang smiles indifferently: I am also good at giving birth.
Not only good fertility, but also money :)