Zhao Lanxiang was a little surprised by the captain's serious tone that could not be rejected.
Li Dali looked at the doubts flashing in the eyes of the female educated youth, and said vaguely: "That family has a bad reputation, so it is not a good place to sleep. I will help you arrange another household."
Zhao Lanxiang did not miss the contempt in Li Dali's tone. She knew that the old man's ancestors belonged to the local owner. He had a very difficult life in the 1960s and 1970s, and he probably didn't have much status in the team. This masculine captain was justifiable to look down on the He family.
She declined: "I won't bother-"
Li Dali interrupted her: "Except for this family, the entire brigade can be discussed. Otherwise, you will not recognize me as the captain."
There was an almost stubborn sternness on his dark face, probably because he trained people a lot, a bit like Zhao Lanxiang's grandfather. At that moment, Zhao Lanxiang felt choked.
Li Dali didn't understand how this newly arrived female educated youth got involved with He Songbai.
Who is He Songbai, isn't that He's second child
His name was taken by the great-grandfather of the local lord, who invited the master to take it. On the full moon day, he invited the whole village to have a flowing water feast for several days, and his mouth was full of oil. Everyone's words of compliment are endless, why this son must have great achievements, great prospects, and he must be proud of his ancestors...
However, things backfired—the revolution came, and the He family was wiped out. He Lao Er never went to school or read for a day when he was a child. He was idle all day long and didn't do his job. He played from the beginning of the village to the end of the village. . When there was a lot of trouble, the He family was not without trouble. The front foot He's family was in trouble. The next day, the second child He took a stone and smashed the troublemaker's head. The ruthless ferocity was frightening.
From then on, no one in the entire team dared to provoke He Songbai.
The most important thing is that the second child He was arrested last year for the crime of hooliganism and was sent to reform through labor for a period of time. This is the main reason why Li Dali opposed Zhao Lanxiang.
Sending this soft-tempered, beautiful-looking female educated youth to live in the house of a second-rate child, isn't this sending a sheep into the tiger's mouth? Swallow it without a struggle.
Li Dali made a gesture, "So... pack your luggage and stay at my house tonight. I'll pack a room for you to come out alone-" My family gets along very well.
He didn't finish speaking for a while, but was rejected by the female educated youth with a smile and shaking his head.
Zhao Lanxiang said: "The He family is related to me, and my parents are more at ease living there."
She is articulate, and her voice is as clear as a pearl falling on a jade plate: "He Songbai, born in 57 years. There is one sister and one sister in the family, and grandmother Li Shiguangxu is twenty-four years old. She has one son and two daughters. My mother is grandmother Li's. Cousin's daughter, and second brother He's cousin."
Zhao Lanxiang opened his eyes and said nonsense seriously.
I'm sorry, mom, for letting you have a nephew for no reason. I'll add an excellent son-in-law to you someday.
Li Dali's head was as big as a bullfight, and he wanted to identify the signs of lying on the face of the female educated youth, but the clear eyes like Wang Qingquan were shining and bright, and they were able to dazzle the eyes of florists. But now her brows are slightly raised, and there is a clear smile in her eyes.
Li Dali retracted his gaze in embarrassment.
"This, this, this is fine."
Everyone said they were relatives, so Li Dali couldn't say anything more. Could it be that he still scolds people's relatives in front of people for their ideological quality
As a result, Zhao Lanxiang successfully fooled her accommodation in this way.
In the afternoon, the educated youth gathered at the temporary educated youth to play cards and chat, Zhao Lanxiang took out a basket of unfinished meat buns from the firewood house and put them in a cloth bag. Three taels of oil was enough to make twenty buns and a meal of noodle soup. She, Zhou Jiazhen and several educated youths they knew each other only ate ten of them.
Carrying the buns, she went around to the other end of Niujiao Mountain, went to the ridge to find a place to sit down, and untied the cloth bag containing the buns.
The steamed buns, which had just been heated in the steamer, exuded a tempting aroma, and soon Zhao Lanxiang had a pair of feet clasped in straw sandals. She raised her head up, and a greedy face appeared in front of her. Look from a distance, dare not approach, and do not want to leave.
The woman was probably in her twenties, but her face was wrinkled with vicissitudes. The knuckles of her fingers were swollen, because she was used to hard work.
She opened her mouth and babbled, unable to speak, and simply stared at Zhao Lanxiang eating buns silently. Zhao Lanxiang finished eating a steamed bun in front of her, tore open the white and tender skin of the steamed bun, bit the oily and tender meat core, and swallowed the steamed bun happily and contentedly.
The envy in the woman's eyes deepened, but she just watched from a distance, glanced at it from time to time, and lowered her head to cut her grass. The huge backpack was as big as hers, and it was overwhelmed on her thin shoulders.
Zhao Lanxiang's apricot eyes like autumn water easily let out a smile, she pushed the bun forward and handed it to the woman.
This is He Songbai's eldest sister, He Songye. Zhao Lanxiang did not speak, but made several gestures at her.
Come, let's eat together.
Meat buns, too many, I can't finish them all by myself.
When she gestured, her back was straight, the corners of her mouth were raised in a smile, and her posture was correct and open.
After Zhao Lanxiang made the gesture, there was an undisguised surprise on He Songzhi's face, and there was more hesitation.
Zhao Lanxiang continued to "speak": "I'm full."
"Baozi, fragrant and delicious. Try it."
He Songye had a high fever when he was a child, which damaged his auditory nerves. He couldn't hear any sound and gradually he couldn't speak. The He family's parents passed away one after another, and it was she who brought up a pair of younger siblings. It can be said that she is the most respected person by He Songbai, no one.
Zhao Lanxiang has been with He Songye for many years, and there is no problem with daily communication. After the marriage, she found out that the eldest sister He Songye was actually a foodie. She used to live a very hard life and had hardly eaten anything good. When she got old, she liked to eat it, especially meat buns.
Zhao Lanxiang curled her lips and said enticingly, "Try it?"
She put the steamed buns into He Songye's mouth, He Songye was shocked, pressed his tongue against the soft steamed buns, and his eyes suddenly became wet.
She hunched over her waist and touched the bun in her mouth with her rough hands. The tingling hunger in her stomach prompted her to mechanically move her cheeks.
The creamy and loose pork overflowed with delicious juices and flowed into her mouth. A sweet and rich taste seized all her senses, and He Songye finished eating a steamed bun before she knew it, and felt a sense of satisfaction that she had never had in her life. But she wasn't full yet.
In order to save the family's rations, she only brought one black-faced bun today. The work in the morning was too heavy, and she ate all the buns. She could only drink some water at noon to make it full.
He Songye ate buns one after another when she was unaware. After she ate the buns, Zhao Lanxiang handed her one.
In the end, the cloth bag in which Zhao Lanxiang was packing the buns shrunk. She smiled and gesturing, "Sister He, can you do me a favor?"
"I want to live at your house."
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In the evening, when He Songbai was carrying a load of chicken manure to fertilize the family plot, he saw his elder sister come back with a large bag of things. She walked over to the house that had been vacant for years and put her things down. Without saying a word, he took out the broom and cleaned it inside and out. He threw out the chicken coop that had eaten the dust, and then threw the dustpan, hoe, and plow one after another...
He Songbai also didn't ask his sister what to do, until she smiled and hugged the newly played bed sheet and quilt, He Songbai finally looked at him, his rebellious eyes darkened.
That quilt was the dowry she had saved for a long time for herself, and she was never willing to use it.