Not long after, Wang Chunhua brought back a fish from outside.
There are eight people in the Wei family, and today only four are at home. Wei Jianwei’s father went to another brigade to repair the roof for others, and he didn’t come back for lunch. The eldest son of the Wei family accompanied his wife back to his mother’s house. The third one is also a boy, who goes to high school in the commune and only goes home on weekends.
For lunch, I made sweet potato rice, half rice and half sweet potato. After cooking, use a rice shovel to grind the sweet potato into a puree, and mix it with rice. It tastes sweet, but it is too hot. Thanks to Wei Jianwei, today I have fish soup, a dish of stewed cabbage with potatoes, and a plate of pickles left over from the morning porridge. It is already rich and delicious.
After eating, just put away the bowls and chopsticks, a few women from the brigade came to visit. Wang Chunhua grabbed two handfuls of orange candies and several handfuls of fried peanuts, and put them on a tray to serve them.
This is also a local custom. When someone comes back from other places, whether it is serving as a soldier, working or doing business, the neighbors will come to ask for sweets. The more people there are, the better the fortune will be.
Chattering and laughing came from outside, He Xiaoyun was washing dishes in the kitchen, and didn't want to go out after washing, for fear that those women would make fun of her and Wei Jianwei.
She walked from the back door of the kitchen to the backyard. The backyard was not big, next to a bamboo forest, a persimmon tree was planted, and the branches and leaves were flourishing this season. There was also a pigsty and a chicken coop.
The commune allows individuals to raise up to three chickens and two pigs. The three little hens of the Wei family were looking for food under the bamboo forest. At the end of the year, one of them was handed over to the public to complete the unified purchase task. It was regarded as tax payment. The family slaughtered one, and the remaining one could be sold in the small market. , Change some daily necessities.
There is only one pig, and most people can't afford two. There is not so much pig feed to feed. If they are fattened, they cannot be slaughtered privately. They have to be taken to the food station. After slaughtering, the public buys half, and the family keeps half. The money from the purchase, after deducting taxes, is not much left, which can barely cover the money for piglets and half a year of pig feed. In the remaining half a year, I have to cut pig grass by myself, or buy pig feed from other people who don't raise pigs. Raising a pig is equivalent to not making money, but the country will reward distribution tickets, and many people go for this.
She scanned the backyard and fumbled here and there to pass the time. She estimated that all the people who came to visit had left before going to the front yard.
Wei Jianwei had already finished the wooden box and caught a few eggs. Wei Yuanhang excitedly carried it and ran out the door, showing it to Yanyan.
Wang Chunhua scolded her son: "As long as you have a lot of tricks, good wood is wasted, and children love to play, so you let him do it. Can the bugs be eaten or worn?"
He Xiaoyun stuck out her tongue secretly, not ashamed to say that it was her idea, so she quickly picked up a pannier and told Wang Chunhua to go to the mountains and run away.
Seeing her go out, Wang Chunhua glanced at her silent son, and couldn't help but babble: "You and Xiaoyun are like this, it's not an option, the two of you ignore each other, others saw the joke, and Xiaohang will know what's going on in the future, so he won't lose face." Sad. I think her temper has changed a lot recently, and her hands and feet are also diligent. If she thinks about it, we should be happy... "
As I was talking, I sighed. The second daughter-in-law used to be too violent and mischievous, so that she has changed now, but she still can't believe it. She is afraid that she will go back to her old ways in a few days. Or with other ideas.
He Xiaoyun strolled on the mountain for half an afternoon, and picked a handful of bracken, a handful of autumn wind silk, and a few clusters of wild mushrooms. This season, the mountain is rich in products, but there are also many people who go up the mountain to pick them. Her harvest is not bad.
After going down the mountain, before he got home, he saw Wei Yuanhang playing outside the house. There was a puddle on the ground. He stepped in the puddle, splashed all over with muddy water, and had a great time playing.
He Xiaoyun didn't understand before, why those mothers always yell at their children, but now it is clear, because she has to wash the clothes that look like they have been rolled in a pigsty!
"Wei Yuanhang!"
The child who was named raised his head, saw her, and immediately ran over, stepping on several puddles along the way, "Mom is back!"
Unaware that he had gotten into trouble, he walked around He Xiaoyun like a chick, chirping, "Where did you go, Mom? What are you carrying, Mom? Is it delicious?"
He Xiaoyun glared at him, but didn't scold him, she just said: "Who taught you to step on puddles to play? It's as dirty as a pig. The clothes you changed yesterday are not dry yet. Let's see what you wear later. Forget your bare ass and butt." "
Wei Yuanhang immediately covered his buttocks with his hands, and shook his head again and again: "Don't be naked."
He Xiaoyun took his hand to go home, and hummed: "What's the use of covering the back, the little brother is exposed outside, and he is ashamed."
"Don't be ashamed." The child thought it was true, and pouted if he wanted to cry or not.
After entering the house, Wei Jianwei was weaving bamboo baskets in the yard. The ones at home had been used for many years and were already aging. Wang Chunhua asked him to weave two more. His craftsmanship was better than that of his father and brother.
Seeing him, Wei Yuanhang felt aggrieved and went over to complain, "Dad, Mom wants me to be naked and ashamed."
Seeing this, He Xiaoyun felt more and more that this little fat man had no conscience, and she didn't even think about who would wash his clothes and sleep with him. Although she had only been here for a few days, she was better than Wei Jianwei who just came back, right? It's only the first day, and the little brat's heart has already turned to him. Will she still have a place in the future
Wei Jianwei stopped what he was doing, looked at his son who was leaning beside him, and then at He Xiaoyun, thinking that she was just like before, beating and scolding the child when she had nothing to do, so he asked, "What's wrong?"
He Xiaoyun was sore in her heart, and even looking at him became an eyesore. Hearing this questioning sentence, she was a little annoyed. She threw all the unfamiliarity and guilt towards Wei Jianwei over the wall, and said with a straight back: "Look at him. His body was covered in muddy water, he stepped on the puddle outside the door, didn't you see it at home?"
When Wei Jianwei looked at Wei Yuanhang again, his body was indeed dirty. He buried himself in weaving bamboo baskets, but he did pay attention to the child's movements, but he knew that the child hadn't gone far, so he didn't go out to watch it. Facing He Xiaoyun's accusation now, he has nothing to say.
So He Xiaoyun straightened her waist, "Wei Yuanhang, come here."
Wei Yuanhang glanced at her, then at his silent father, his little head finally realized that when mother was angry, it was useless to seek father, because father would also be scolded by mother.
It was already evening, and it was time to wash up. He Xiaoyun boiled a pot of water and bathed the child. The little chubby dun'er took off his clothes, and the flesh all over his body became more white and trembling.
While washing him, He Xiaoyun asked cautiously, "Boy, to be honest, do you like mom more or dad?"
With the previous lessons learned, Wei Yuanhang is very good now, and said loudly without hesitation: "I like my mother the most! I like my mother the most!"
"Hmph, you're smart." She felt relieved.
This coolness lasted until after dinner, when several people who had gone out at home came back and had a lively meal. Afterwards, the men gathered together to repair farm tools or talk about transplanting rice seedlings for a few days. After finishing the housework, the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law chatted for a while, and went back to their rooms after the sky darkened.
Wei Yuanhang carried the wooden box into the room. He was supposed to put it on the bedside and sleep together at night, but his mother firmly stopped him, so he had to lie on the table and observe the eggs.
The clothes washed in the morning were all dry, He Xiaoyun took them in, folded them one by one, and put them in the cabinet. There is almost no entertainment here at night, she can only talk to the little fat man and answer his endless whys.
When Wei Jianwei walked into the room, she realized a serious question: Will he sleep with her at night? !
Looking at the only bed in the room, the former single dog completely panicked.
Fortunately, Wei Jianwei didn't come in to sleep now, and went out after getting a change of clothes, but He Xiaoyun knew that he would still come later.
During this short period of time, her mind was spinning fast, and her heart was pounding. Seriously, she has lived to this age, except for three-year-old Wei Yuanhang, she has never slept with the opposite sex...
By the way, there is this little fat man!
He Xiaoyun's gaze was fixed on the little kid for a moment. This kid actually sleeps very badly. He can kick the quilt five or six times a night. He also likes to punch her when he falls asleep. He punches and kicks her several times. On him, she hated him to death yesterday, but tonight he looked like a lifeline.
"Hanghang, come and sleep." Before Wei Jianwei came in, He Xiaoyun planned to coax the child to sleep quickly, and Chuhe Hanjie relied on his small body.
"Wait a minute." Wei Yuanhang lay there talking to the eggs, muttering in his mouth.
He Xiaoyun glanced at the door and urged: "Come quickly, or I will snatch your quilt over here."
"No, no, mom can't snatch my quilt!" Wei Yuanhang quickly dropped the wooden box and rushed over, hugging his beloved little quilt in his arms.
He has been covering this little quilt since he was born, and it has turned white after washing, and it can't cover him anymore, and he still hugs him every night without letting go. He is quite a big boy, and sometimes he still bites the corner of the quilt.
He Xiaoyun carried him to the bed together with the small quilt, took off his coat in twos and twos, stuffed it into the quilt, and lay on the outside by herself, straight and straight, pressing the corner of the quilt tightly, with a string in her heart.
With Wei Yuanhang lying on the side, she felt a lot more secure, but she still couldn't help thinking about things. Thinking for a while, Wei Jianwei would have to step over the two of them to get to the inside of the bed. He wouldn't step on her on purpose, would he? After a while, I thought again, if he snores while sleeping, can he be kicked out if he does? He even thought, if she farts under the covers, can she push it on the chubby pier
The child next to her fell asleep after a while, and she was like a wild horse, thinking further and further, and the more she thought about it, the more energetic she became.
Wei Jianwei finally walked in. He Xiaoyun lay motionless, but he kept an eye on his movements from the corner of his eye. He watched him clear a small piece of floor in the room, took out a straw mat and spread it on the floor, and watched him move out of the closet. A thin quilt, spread on the mat.
Turn off the lights and go to bed.
He Xiaoyun: "..."