Seriously, Li Gen was stunned for a moment, unable to continue the joke, "Where's the lunatic?"
Huang Dan said he didn't know.
He took a cigarette and lit it on the table, Li Gen suddenly approached, his brows were wrinkled, "You really stink, didn't you get feces?"
Huang Dan said, "I got it on my shoes."
Li Gen looked down and saw a stain on the grin on the left of the young man's shoe, "... cāo."
"Your shoes are so rotten, what are you wearing?"
Huang Dan said, "I have no shoes to wear, my mother is making them for me."
Li Gen put the cigarette behind his ear and collected the bills and playing cards on the table, "Follow me."
Huang Dan followed silently, guessing that this person wanted to give himself shoes, there must be old shoes that could not fit.
In the courtyard, Wu Cuiling was picking beans, and Wang Yuemei was feeding chickens in a wheelchair, "Winter is coming."
Huang Dan shouted, "Auntie, Sister Cui Ling."
This is the first time he has seen Li Gen's mother Wang Yuemei, who is a few years older than Chen Jinhua, and does not feel rough and vicissitudes.
Wang Yuemei was clean and tidy, and she was well-dressed. She paid great attention to her appearance. Her fingernails were trimmed, and there were some silver threads on her temples, which were all pinned behind her ears, and a few honeysuckle flowers were fastened in her hair with black clips.
Even in her early fifties, she still has an aura about her that other fu people in the village do not have, including Chen Jinhua.
Huang Dan learned from the original owner's memory that Wang Yuemei loved the boss, didn't like the second child, and was useless. He only knew that he was embarrassed outside, and he was often wiped at home.
Wang Yuemei turned the pot over and patted, "Winter, what are you looking at?"
Huang Danhui, "That black-tailed chicken looks like mine."
Wang Yuemei joked, "The chicken is red on the neck. The location is different from yours. Your chickens are all spanked on the butt."
Huang Dan said, "Yes."
"Mom, I made a mistake."
Li Gen took out two pairs of shoes, "see if you can wear them."
Huang Dan took off his dirty shoes and tucked his feet into blue-gray sneakers, "You can wear them."
He went to try another pair, which also fit.
Li Gen said, "These two pairs are my old shoes. Since they can be worn, you can take them back and wear them."
Huang Dan said, "Thank you brother."
Li Gen waved his hand and went to the chicken coop to touch the eggs.
Huang Yi held a pair of shoes in one hand, "Auntie, Sister Cui Ling, I'm going back."
Wu Cuiling suddenly said, "Winter, you wait."
She went back to the house and picked up a few books, "This is the first year of Chinese language, mathematics, and the first one is three hundred Tang poems."
"I heard from the hero two days ago, saying that you want to study, you can take these back to read, and you can ask me if you don't understand."
"… "
What else can Huang Dan say besides saying thank you? He put the book in his arm and turned away.
Two roosters were flapping their wings and fighting in the yard, and the porcelain pot in the middle was being fanned to and fro.
Wang Yuemei asked Wu Cuiling to remove the porcelain basin. She frowned, "When did you wash your hair? Why is it greasy?"
Wu Cuiling said, "It's been two days."
"It's summer, if you don't wash your hair for two days, it won't go sour."
Wang Yuemei's words were strong, "After washing my hair, I cook lunch."
Wu Cuiling responded, "Okay."
Wang Yuemei seemed to remember something, "He Wei is ill, you can take an old hen sometime."
Wu Cuiling raised her head, "But Mom, He Wei..."
Wang Yuemei said impatiently, "Cui Ling, mother knows that you are a literate person, and you have read a lot, so I don't need mother to teach you about the world."
Wu Cuiling pinched the porcelain pot, "Mom said yes."
The conversation between the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law didn't end until Li Gen came over with the egg.
Huang Dan went home and talked about the shoes.
Chen Jinhua dragged the hemp rope to catch the chickens on the rice bed, "Just take what's given to you. I've been busy for a while. Mom will make your shoes, and we'll have new shoes to wear."
It doesn't matter if the yellow list is new or old, the shoes that fit your feet are good shoes.
He went to wash rice to cook, something that he had never touched since he was a child. If the housekeeper saw this scene, he would faint in fright.
Chen Jinhua limped into the kitchen, washed the gourd and put it on the cutting board to cut.
Huang Dan sat beside the pot hole, grabbed a handful of pine hair, lit a match, and when it ignited, he quickly plugged the hole and threw finer wood into it.
He didn't know how to do it at first, but now he's doing it in a decent way.
are all bi.
Huang Dan poked in the pot hole with his tongs, and asked casually, "Mom, can you tell me about Aunt Wang's past?"
Chen Jinhua's voice was caught in the neat sound of "Dangdangdang", "Why do you ask this all of a sudden?"
Huang Dan said, "I see Wang today