"Hey, I heard that the newly married daughter-in-law of the Lu family is very powerful. She can't even fight against Mrs. Lu. On the second day of marriage, there was a scene at home, and Mrs. Lu lay on the bed angrily, complaining to the sky, saying that she shouldn't take such a hag back. .”
The information in the countryside is blocked, and those who are a little bit old are not very literate. If you can write your name clearly, you are considered educated.
They don’t read books, newspapers, or TV, and they don’t even have black boxes for tape recorders. Except for occasional village cadres reading a document or two on the loudspeaker at the head of the village, the farmers have no way of acquiring knowledge, and they have no way to talk about it. What kind of ideological progress can only be passed by the short gossip of those parents.
Originally, the gossip about mother-in-law and mother-in-law in Xiaoling Village had no market in Dayu Village. Which village didn't have trivial matters about mother-in-law and daughter-in-law discord, and could go door-to-door to care about these trivial matters
But the Lu family in Xiaoling Village is different. The only son of the Lu family married the young daughter of Dong Changgui’s family in Dayu Village. She was driven back by the Lu family a few months ago. The daughter of the Dong family even wanted to die for this. Married a new daughter-in-law, and the new daughter-in-law had a quarrel with Mrs. Lu. This kind of familiar gossip is still very marketable in Dayu Village.
"It deserves it. This Mrs. Lu is bullying. She was not like this with Jiahui before, but now she has found her opponent."
The Dong family's daughter is from their Dayu Village, so a daughter was bullied by people from Xiaoling Village, so it's time to unanimously speak out, otherwise other villages will follow suit in the future and bully their daughters from Dayu Village!
After this incident, girls in Dayu Village must obtain a marriage certificate when they get married, and they are afraid of encountering shameless and unreasonable people like the Lu family.
"Wicked people have their own troubles. It's not that a family doesn't enter a family. A good life just has to be tossed. Is there a problem with tossing?"
"This Lu's family just has a bad heart. We ordinary people don't have the idea of divorce and divorce. As long as you get married, no matter whether your wife is good or bad, you have to stay with her for a lifetime. Isn't it just that you haven't had children? It's only been three years, not ten years or two. Ten years ago, the Zhang family's daughter-in-law had been married for several years, she thought she would not be able to have a baby, and she found someone to adopt a little girl, and what happened, the Zhang family's daughter-in-law will be pregnant next year."
"That's true. The old people say that having a child depends on your luck. If you are not lucky, you can't have a child. The Zhang family just adopted a little girl who was not wanted by others. They are happy when they do good deeds."
When Chen Guixiang came back from offering incense in the temple, she heard a group of people in the village gathering and didn't know what they were talking about. When she got closer and heard that it was the Lu family's trouble, she immediately turned black and heard a few words about Mrs. Lu Now that he was miserable, he let out a cold snort and went home.
Unexpectedly, when she entered the house, several daughter-in-laws in the family were also muttering about this.
After listening to the second child's family, Mrs. Lu talked about Jiahui with the other two daughters-in-law.
"Have you noticed that Jiahui looks better now? She was yellow and thin when she first came back, but now her face is pale and there is flesh on her face."
"No, she had a hard time in Lu's house. I heard that Mrs. Lu didn't go down to the land. There were only three people in Lu's family. All the housework fell on Jiahui alone. If she had good food, she would not be willing to give it to her. It took a long time. It’s not that it’s dark and thin.”
"So it's good for Jiahui to go back to her natal family. You see, no one asks her to work in the fields at home. She sews clothes and embroiders patterns in the house. The food in our family is also good. She will be raised every few months. But it’s okay to take care of it.”
"Jiahui was quite delicate when she was a child. Look at how well-groomed our mother was. She must have been pretty when she was young."
"Indeed, the third brother's appearance is not bad, otherwise we wouldn't like it."
All three sisters-in-law laughed.
"You are really not ashamed, you caught up with Wang Po selling melons."
"I'm telling the truth. Back when Aiguo went to the health center to buy medicine, I happened to go too. I saw a young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, a smile and white teeth. I thought he was pretty good at the time."
"And then? Did you go up to find him?"
"No, I still have this bit of reserve. I saw that everyone in the health center knew him. After he left, I asked someone to inquire about him. He said that he was the third boy from the Dong family in the first team of Dayu Village. He had no one. I went back and told my family quickly. .”
It was the first time for Zhao Lijuan to bring up this story. She was shy and embarrassed when she first got married. Later, she didn't have the opportunity to talk about it. Today, her mother-in-law is not at home, and everyone is gossiping, and the words catch up.
"Hey, have you told Aiguo about this?"
Zhao Lijuan pursed her lips and smiled, "I said it, I said it when I first fell in love, guess what he said?"
Both Zhou Yindi and Liu Xiuyun looked curious, "What did you say?"
"He said that he also noticed me at the time. He saw a girl wearing a lotus red gown with two braids. She smiled very attractively, and she always stared at him."
The two sisters-in-law covered their mouths and laughed, and even Chen Guixiang under the window also laughed.
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Zhao Chenglin finished the formalities of retiring from the army, bid farewell to the leader who had been so kind to him and his comrades who had fought together for more than ten years, and left the army. Along the way, he took the train first, and it took him 15 hours to reach the provincial capital. It took five hours to get from the provincial capital to the county seat.
There were no buses going to the countryside in the county seat. Fortunately, he was lucky enough to catch a tractor to a neighboring village. By the time he got off the tractor and walked to the entrance of the village, the journey had already taken more than 20 hours.
Shanghe Village is still the same Shanghe Village, with willows and willows, fragrant grass, criss-cross fields, and the old man at the entrance of the village is slowly driving a buffalo.
"Second uncle!"
Zhao Changlin, with his luggage on his back, greeted the uncle warmly.
"Oh, this is?"
Uncle's eyesight is not very good, it has been some years, the production team leader took care of him, and arranged a light job for him, herding cattle for the team.
"Master, I am Cheng Lin, nicknamed Shuanzi."
As he spoke, Zhao Changlin took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and gave one to the uncle.
Only then did the uncle suddenly realize that he smiled and took the cigarette and stuck it to his ear.
"Oh, Cheng Lin, didn't you serve as a soldier and came back to visit relatives?"
The uncle has poor eyesight and ears, and he doesn't usually gossip with the villagers, so he still doesn't know about Zhao Donglin's divorce, and he can't even remember exactly when Zhao Donglin got married.
"Yes, sir, keep busy, and I'll leave first."
"Oh, okay, okay, you're busy."
At this moment, everyone in the village was working. In May, it was the busy season of farming. Except for the second uncle at the entrance of the village whose eyesight was not good, and a few children in the village who didn't have to go to school, Zhao Donglin met no one else along the way.
Zhao's house is in the center of the village, neither the front nor the back. There is a long river in front of the house, and weeds grow by the river, and there are also special plots for growing some vegetables.
Pushing open the waist-high wooden door outside his yard, with a creak, the quiet and familiar small courtyard appeared in front of him again.
The yard was very quiet, except for the clucking of a few hens, there was no other movement.
Zhao Donglin put down the luggage in his hands and looked at his yard. Their yard was in good condition in the village. It was half clay and half blue bricks, a row of triangles, and a short chicken coop and pigs were built on the east side of the courtyard wall. lock up.
Zhao's family raised a sow. These days, raising pigs is an additional income besides work points. The commune and brigade encourage members to raise pigs.
In the era of planned economy, each production brigade had the task of raising pigs, and live pigs were not allowed to be sold privately. Just like grain, they had to be regulated and distributed by the state to ensure the living needs of urban residents.
"Squeak" the door rang, Zhao Donglin turned his head and looked over, and saw his mother Zhang Qiaoer came in with Yingbao on her back, and she was carrying a bamboo basket in which was fresh pigweed brought back from the river .
However, she hasn't been home for more than a year, and her mother looks older than a year. I don't know if it's because of carrying Yingbao on her back.
"mom."
Zhao Donglin's nose became sour, and he called Zhang Qiaoer. At this moment, he was very glad that he chose to retire and return to his hometown. Not only did he have children to take care of, but his aging parents also needed his care.
Zhang Qiaoer didn't notice that there were other people in the yard when she entered the door. She thought she was hallucinating when she heard her eldest son's voice. She looked up and saw a burly young man in military uniform standing in the yard. Isn't that her eldest son Donglin?
"Donglin? Why are you back?"
Zhao Donglin didn't answer immediately, he walked over to take the bamboo basket on Zhang Qiaoer's back, and hugged his daughter Yingbao into his arms.
Yingbao is only seven months old, and it's not time to recognize anyone. She has a good temper, and she can be hugged by anyone on weekdays, without crying or fussing. Now being hugged by her own father, she just stares at grapes. The big eyes stared at Zhao Donglin, and the white and tender little face was dumb and cute, which made Zhao Donglin's heart soften when he saw it.
He has never met Ying Bao, and this is the first time their father and daughter have met in their lives.
To be precise, the only function of Yingbao's existence is to provide a seed, and he did not participate in the rest, not only Yingbao, but also Heidan.
Thinking about it this way, Zhao Donglin felt that it was not unreasonable for Wang Mei to choose to leave.
The husband of another family is at home every day. The husband and wife work together at sunrise and rest at sunset. The husband is by his side when the wife is pregnant and giving birth, and can always take care of his wife's needs. Her time was only more than two months in total, and he was absent for many important moments, so she had reasons for resentment and dissatisfaction.
"Donglin, why did you come back suddenly without saying anything in advance, how long have you been in the car, are you hungry, I'll go and give you something to eat first."
Zhao Donglin smiled while holding Yingbao's little hand, and said to Zhang Qiaoer, "Mom, no need, I ate dry food on the way."
The steamed buns are just pickled vegetables, and his comrades asked the cooking team to prepare them for him. The steamed buns in the army are big and strong, and each one is worth two. On the way, he ate twelve steamed buns, and he really didn’t feel hungry.
After finishing speaking, he kissed Yingbao's little cheek, handed Yingbao to Zhang Qiaoer, and carried the bamboo basket to the pigsty to mix pig food and feed the pigs.