Dawang didn't end with a beating, and a series of sequelae still followed him.
It's not even sitting or standing, and scratching is not convenient. After all, except for children and unhygienic people, who would scratch their buttocks every day
How ugly
Especially if he is so strong, that's even more impossible.
It's just... It's more difficult to sit still than when it hurts.
This is only physical torture, but also mental.
His mother's pitiful expression of "Oh my God, what should I do if my son is going to be blind for nothing? It's all my mother's fault. I don't have good education. What if I get shot in the future?" It was really unbearable, like stabbing him in the heart with a needle, he couldn't stand it.
And he always felt that when people in the village saw him, they would look at him with a look that seemed sympathetic but curious.
He is naturally more indifferent, and will never reveal a single flaw.
It can be said that the cost of making a mistake this time is quite large. He is not afraid of being beaten, but he is afraid of the series of side effects after being beaten.
Dawang secretly said that he really can't commit the crimes of male and female thieves again in the future.
However, the fact that Dawang was whipped was not as embarrassing as he expected, and many people secretly praised him as a real man.
People in the village who had ulterior motives and asked someone who knew what to order would quietly look for him, wanting to ask him why he is so good, how can he still win money playing poker, and also win five yuan!
Where is the game? How to play? They were curious.
Naturally, Dawang wouldn't say anything. He killed him with an eye knife, "First find Director Han and get 30 whips. I'll tell you."
Who dares, hehe.
However, since Dawang said that he wanted to commit crimes and meritorious deeds, it was not empty words, and Han Qingsong would not just talk nonsense.
After running the exercise in the morning, and finishing the exercise outside the gate, Han Qingsong motioned Erwang and Sanwang to go to his house, but asked Dawang to follow him to the grove in the south.
"Let's talk, there's nothing else to explain." Han Qingsong stood with his hands behind his back, his black eyes were heavy, and his eyes were as sharp as a falcon. Even staring at his son was not a bit soft.
Dawang hesitated for a while, thinking about the pain, numbness and itching in his butt, the suffering in his heart, and his mother's teary eyes, he decided to explain it thoroughly and draw a line from the past.
"Among those people, there are a few... different people," he said.
Han Qingsong: "Why is it different?"
"They are good at craftsmanship." He picked up a small stone from the ground, gestured on his right hand, it disappeared, and motioned for Han Qingsong to look for it.
Han Qingsong stared at him with cold eyes and pointed to his chest.
Dawang: "...How did you guess?" Most people would look for it in his right sleeve.
Han Qingsong: "I don't think I can find it. I will practice for another ten years."
Dawang:…
"anything else?"
Dawang: "Um... unlock?"
He took out a small coil of wire from his pocket, stretched it open and bent one end, "That's it."
Han Qingsong: "When did you learn it?"
"The first two years...Follow me to Si Dada, and Zhao Jianshe..." Dawang explained truthfully.
He has been a follower with Si Dada since he was a child. Later, Han Qinghua went to the county to study, and he went there often. At first, he was beaten by his grandmother to send things, and then he wanted to go.
Especially following Han Qinghua to know Zhao Jianshe, and accidentally met a group of new characters, most of those people are gangsters, but they all have their own unique skills, two of them are particularly powerful.
He described it, "Some people can change, and no matter how they change, they can't tell the fraud. Some people have a middle finger and an index finger as long as their hands are very fast. They can pick soap flakes from boiling water, and take things out of people's pockets without feeling at all. Some people open the lock. It's amazing. It can be opened with a single wire and a lock or two. There are still people who can tell fortunes and look at the pictures, and tell the past events with certainty. That person is exceptionally powerful. He said that their grandfather is more powerful. Everyone is excellent, so take me to visit the grandfather."
"Do you think they are powerful?" Han Qingsong asked.
"Well, but only one or two are good, the others are not good." When he was a child, he thought they were very good. After he learned it, he found that he learned faster than them.
"How do you feel about that person?" Han Qingsong thought about his vocabulary, "Imagine him being so powerful?"
Dawang said truthfully: "I thought about it, I think I would be so good..." At that time, his father was not at home, his grandmother was partial, his mother was making trouble all day, and the house was a mess, so he wanted to be outside all day.
I am especially envious of those people outside, and even thought about asking someone to take him out of here and find some grandfather.
But those people said that it can't be done now. As for why it can't be done, he didn't understand at that time.
When he was older, he knew that it was indeed impossible. Now that they are cracking down everywhere, those people's abilities must not be exposed, otherwise they will be caught as bad elements and sentenced to death or shot. It is said that in the past, their team was very large, but unfortunately all the leaders were shot, and most of them were dismissed by labor camps.
Now there are not even people who beg for food, they are all people's communes, and no one is allowed to beg for food.
So the old beggar gang is gone.
"What about now? Do you still want to?" Han Qingsong asked him.
Dawang thought for a while, "It's not... that's what I thought." Although they are powerful, they can't see the light, and they seem to be nothing.
Mainly because his father came back, and his mother stared at him all day for fear that he would skip class and do other things, and he went to school every day, and he really didn't have time to think about it.
"Then do you think they are good or evil?" Han Qingsong looked at him.
Dawang seemed to be a little embarrassed, "They are now... harming no one."
"What about in the past? What about in the future? Do you have any plans to harm anyone?" Han Qingsong's voice was cold and steady, giving Dawang a very reassuring feeling.
Dawang: "They said it depends on the situation, the current policy is not good, wait... it's their world."
"They know who you are?"
"knowledge."
"Do you know your situation now?"
"knowledge."
"Do you want to do something special?"
"also not."
"Where is that special person?"
Dawang shook his head: "He is very mysterious, and everyone calls him three heads, but no one knows where his family lives."
Han Qingsong made a judgment that the three leaders are the leader, the grandfather is the biggest leader, they are very mysterious, and the others are organized in extraordinary times.
And this grandfather and three chiefs, it is estimated that they were all kinds of gangsters who were active in the private sector before.
At that time, there were many organizations active among the people, such as Hong Gang, Qing Gang, Guo Huo, Ah Bao, bandits and so on.
There was a very famous Zhang Da Crooked Neck in the local area, who made a living by kidnapping tickets and robbing roads. Later, when he was attacking the local tyrants and bad gentry, Zhang Dawei was shot to death. Some of his subordinates were shot, some were sentenced to reform, and the bottom ones were directly disbanded and returned to their origins to work in agriculture.
If it was those people who revived and continued to collect believers from the people, Han Qingsong would not be soft-hearted. Even if it is hidden and mysterious, with the current highly centralized household registration control method, there is really no one who cannot be found.
"Okay, don't tell your mother about it, and don't tell anyone else about it."
Dawang responded.
"If they contact you, report it. From now on, you should not approach them."
Dawang nodded, "Okay."
Naturally, Han Qingsong wouldn't tell him too much. If he knew everything about Dawang, let him go home, study hard, and don't skip classes.
After this fight, Dawang has really changed a lot. Although it looks nothing on the surface, he still goes to school every day, but his temperament is slowly changing.
The original unruly and unruly, slowly became stable.
Han Qingsong didn't relax, and of course he didn't go directly to the county to arrest people. After all, those gangsters with names and surnames were not difficult to catch, but the three key heads were too mysterious.
They began to strictly investigate gambling from Shanshui Commune. No matter which brigade was a commune member or a cadre, as long as they gambled, they would be punished if they were caught.
Also, there is a reward for reporting!
For a while, many teams set off to quietly report gambling behavior.
Many brigades are not as interesting as the publicity team in Shanzui Village. During the slack season, it is really uncomfortable to be idle. If there is no money, they have to spend some food or gamble to have fun.
Especially those who had a habit of gambling in the past, and the hard-to-change habits can be regarded as making an indelible contribution to Director Han's career advancement.
Soon this brigade caught one, and the other battalions also caught a few, all of whom gave the production captain a headache. They are not active in their work on weekdays. They like to work on foreign workers. They are picky, tired and dirty. They are caught now, and the production captain is the first to applaud.
And the family couldn't bear it, and the wife and children quietly reported it.
It was difficult for the family to share the food all year round, and the family had to eat it tightly. He even took it to gamble!
Anyway, if they are caught, they will be taught a lesson, and they will neither be shot nor shot.
So apart from the parties involved, everyone is really happy to catch gambling.
Therefore, the ethos of the Shanshui Commune was once again clear.
…
This winter is extraordinarily cold. There was a light snow in mid-October, and by the end of October it was already freezing cold. All the noisy children on the street disappeared, and the villagers just disappeared, hiding in the house.
A stove has been built in the school, and firewood is exchanged among several production teams in turn, mainly cob bones (corn cob).
Children will no longer be so cold hands and feet in class.
Moreover, there are many children in the classroom, all of them are very hot and warm.
Dawang has improved in class now, he no longer thinks about skipping classes, he no longer sits upright to sleep, he can read the blackboard with his eyes open and listen to the teacher's lectures with both ears, and he also tries to do his homework as much as possible without forcing other students to talk to him. Erwang did it for him.
Lin Lan, the old mother, was very pleased.
Sanwang whispered to her, "Mother, my eldest brother is used to sitting."
I used to be unable to sit with a tip on my buttocks, but now after pain, more pain, soreness, and itching, I finally sat down.
Lin Lan tapped his forehead, "Your eldest brother sits down and will deal with you in the future."
This kid can't sit still more than Dawang. He really has a pointed ass and belongs to a monkey.
Sanwang: "..." Am I not your own son
"Hurry up, the brigade is going to kill pigs!" Da Wang shouted outside.
As soon as I heard that the pig was going to be killed, Erwang Mai Sui, who was reading recipes and listening to the radio on the kang in the room, also got busy, wearing ear bags designed by Lin Lan and Han Qingsong to help sew.
Xiaowang also put the harmonica into his case, ran to put it on the table, and put on the dog skin hat obediently.
Sanwang, who was drooling listening to the recipe, wiped the corner of his mouth and grabbed his brother's hand, "Let's go first."
Lin Lan hurriedly said, "Don't let Xiaowang watch the pig butcher and scare him."
Children are like this, the more afraid they are, the more they watch, and they come back and have nightmares.
For example, the kid Sanwang watched a chicken kill once, and was so frightened that he had nightmares for three days. He always dreamed that the chicken had its throat cut off and was flying all over the garden.
All the children in the village were like this, and Lin Lan didn't particularly restrain them from letting them go, but Xiao Wang was special, so she naturally had to pay more attention.
Mai Sui said, "Mother, I'll cover Xiaowang's eyes."
Lin Lan let them go first, she packed up, got a basin, and came back with some pig blood.
Not only the children, but the whole village has been looking forward to dividing the pork for half a year.
Because of the pig slaughter, even the school was on holiday, and Han Qingping was also afraid that he would be late and only the bad parts would be left.
At this time, the commune members only had a fixed ration, and there was not much surplus food at home, so the pigs and livestock were raised collectively by the production team.
A production team has a small number of ten heads, and a large number of twenty or thirty heads. In addition to the tasks handed over to the slaughtering team, the remaining members are divided into pork several times a year, once around the wheat harvest, once at the end of October, and once again during the New Year's Day.
Pork is naturally based on four or six points per person.
The people responsible for slaughtering the pigs and distributing the meat are fixed men in the village. Before the production team, their family was a butcher who sold pork, but after collective labor, they could no longer slaughter the pigs by themselves, so they would not do this for a living.
Seeing Lin Lan, Dong Huaihua immediately ran over and stomped her feet, "It's cold today, it's not even the twelfth lunar month, so I'm going to freeze my ears."
Lin Lan pointed to his head, "Why don't you wear a hat?"
Dong Huaihua: "Just a little while, what hat are you wearing?"
When she saw Xiu Yunniang, she waved, "Where's Xiuyun?"
"Her sister-in-law and child have a cold, so she left the house to cook ginger soup." Xiu Yunniang, wrapped tightly, walked up to Lin Lan, looked at the children again, and said with a smile, "Da Wang is all right."
Dawang was beaten a while ago, although most people don't know what happened, but seeing him limping every day, they know something is wrong.
Xiu Yunniang also gave her own prepared jiu jiu. People in the village often encounter bumps in their work, so if they have a recipe at home, they prepare it all year round.
Dawang's face was dull, but he still thanked Xiu Yunniang for asking, "Auntie, I'm fine."
Xiu Yunniang said happily: "It's good, don't make your parents angry in the future." For her, a child's beating is to make the parents unhappy, making mistakes or not making mistakes is second.
"Come, come!" people shouted excitedly.
With a few screams of pigs, the big fat pig bound by its hooves was pushed onto a bench.
Two men pressed their hind legs, one man pressed his body, the knifeman pulled his ears, and stabbed in under the neck, and the pig's voice became weaker.
As the knife was pulled out, a bright red pig's blood poured out and fell into the large basin below.
And then the next one... A production team kills four or five pigs.
"Kill the pig, kill the pig!" Both adults and children exclaimed.
The children were so frightened that their faces turned pale, and some did not dare to look, so they covered their eyes, and curiously looked through their fingers.
Dawang stared at it, Erwang frowned slightly, a little unbearable, Sanwang Xiaohei's face turned white with fright, but he still covered Xiaowang.
As a result, Xiaowang was already in his sister's arms, but Sanwang unconsciously pinched his shoulders.
Erwang glanced at Dawang and saw the eldest brother's eyes glowing, but he was not afraid at all, "Brother, are you not afraid?"
Dawang looked excited: "I'm afraid."
Mai Sui: "The pig was killed, so pitiful."
Dawang glanced at her, "Aren't you going to eat?"
Maisui: "Of course... it's even better with mushroom stew!"
The little one was scared and excited at the same time, and it was estimated that he had already seen steaming mushroom stew in front of him.
Lin Lan didn't dare to look directly. Anyway, at the moment when the pig was killed, adults and children held their breath. After killing the pig, they all breathed a sigh of relief.
Immediately, the adults talked as usual, discussing how to eat.
"This pig is really fat. This year the pig is bigger than in previous years."
Sanwang said proudly: "That is, how much hogweed we hit this year."
Xiu Yunniang smiled and said, "This year, your mother has earned a lot of work points, and your family has a lot of pork."
Sanwang began to drool and dream about how to eat, braised pork, pork vermicelli, stewed mushrooms, fried pork belly slices, boiled white meat, cabbage meat slices... He drooled just thinking about it. These are all read in Erwang's recipes, and he has never seen them!
Lin Lan was telling Xiu Yunniang and Dong Huaihua that Han Qingsong had distributed a little mushroom, and then he gave each of them a handful, and took it back and stewed it in the meat, which was extra fragrant.
The two did not refuse, both said that was fine.
Dividing meat is different from grain. If it is divided according to the roster, the latter will not be happy, because there may be no good meat in the back, so the lot will be cast.
Of course, not everyone will go up to catch them, but write down their names, put them in a bucket, and let the butcher catch one person and call one person. Because they are all folded, no one can see them, and the pigs are illiterate, so there is no trick.
Moreover, there are cadres to supervise it.
Xiu Yunniang was lucky, the first one, she let Lin Lan go first.
Lin Lan gave her a push, "Go quickly."
Xiu Yunniang went to divide the meat first.
Lin Lan's luck was not bad. It was the fifth turn. The pork was divided according to population processing. Han Qingsong didn't, but Lin Lan made up the money, so it was still divided into seven people.
Some people are lazy and have less work points and fewer people. They may be divided into a pound or even half a pound.
There are seven people in Lin Lan's family, and now there are more work points, and they have a full share of ten and a half pounds.
This is among the top few, if not the most in the village.
Men are not at home, and women are leading a group of children. In such a situation, the work points are not even enough for food, so the meat can only be taken care of according to the population, and other members will be dissatisfied.
After all, if they make their own money, they can't earn a mouthful of meat at all, and what they eat is equal to someone else's.
But Lin Lan was different. She was the general planner of the propaganda team, and she got the most work points. She also shared food and meat when she went out to perform on weekdays.
Even if someone speaks sour words, it is untenable and can only be jealous.
Lin Lan smiled and said, "You don't have to give us all the fat, but also save some for others. Bring me six catties of pork belly, and the four catties for spare ribs, pig faces, or something else."
The pork guy who was in charge of dividing the meat was stunned. No one has ever done this before. Others are rushing to shout for fat meat instead of lean meat, let alone bones.
The production captain and the accountant were staring at him. Seeing that Lin Lan's consciousness was so high, he said, "If you have bones, then exchange one kilogram of meat for two kilograms."
In this way, Lin Lan asked for six catties of pork belly, six catties of pork ribs, and the other half a catty for a pig ear, tongue, two pig trotters, and a small pot of pig blood.
Because fat pork can be eaten with oil, it can be eaten slowly with vegetables, and it is very fragrant, so the members love it.
And those pig ears, water, and blood are not resistant to eating, at most they will be gone, so they don't like it.
Except for Lin Lan, no one wants to divide the meat and then go back and start stewing. They have to stir-fry and put them in a pot, and put a spoonful every time they stir-fry.
This time, the meat will be eaten during the Chinese New Year.
Seeing that they took so much pork or something, some members were so jealous that their eyes were red, "Look at people, it's also an old woman who leads so many children, how can you be so capable?"
"Who told you that your wife is incompetent?" The woman rolled her eyes at him, "Don't look at how much Director Han will love his wife!"
Han Jinyu also accompanied the old lady Han to divide the pork. They were afraid that Sister Han and the others would hide the meat when they came to collect the meat, so they had to come and watch every time they divided things.
Seeing that Lin Lan brought so much with the children, her eyes were really going to pop out.
Han Jinyu swallowed hard, "Mother, look at her like that."
Mrs. Han was also annoyed.
Yu Haozi now shares the same illness with her, and both of them were so angry with Han Qingsong and Lin Lan, "It's different, don't take your mother-in-law seriously."
The old lady Han was blowing her nose, motherfucker, this day, I'm so cold, I don't want to eat so much meat for my own mother-in-law, and I'm not afraid of killing her.
Lin Lan led the child to deliver meat to the house. Before leaving, she greeted Dong Huaihua a few times, but didn't say hello to Mrs. Han.
If you hate each other, try to watch as little as possible.
The old lady Han had been gouging her out with her eyes. She was waiting for Lin Lan to turn her head and call her. She rolled her eyes and pretended to be indifferent to bury Lin Lan. gone.
Mrs. Han: "... vicious vixen!"
…
Lin Lan and the children carried the meat home, soaked them in mushrooms, and grabbed two other handfuls of wheat to give to Dong Huaihua and Xiu Yunniang.
She led Erwang to deal with the meat.
It is impossible to eat such more than ten kilograms of meat and bones at once, and there is no refrigerator at home, and it cannot be eaten for too long.
Fortunately, meat is not so easy to spoil in winter.
Soon Mai Sui came back with a few persimmons and a small bundle of vermicelli, "Mother, the persimmons from the director and the vermicelli from Sister Xiuyun's family."
Lin Lan asked her to put them aside and let the children share the persimmons. Because the number was limited, the two of them would eat one.
Mai Sui first opened her mouth and took a breath to Lin Lan. Lin Lan nodded, "It's so sweet!"
These persimmons are all lan (lan), and they are orange-red at the moment. When you bite the skin, you can directly suck the juice inside. It is sweet and not astringent, and it is especially delicious.
Erwang and Xiaowang eat, both brothers are gentle, and wipe the corners of their mouths with a handkerchief while eating.
Dawang saw Sanwang eating with a yellow face, showing a look of disgust, "Don't eat."
Sanwang took a picture of himself in the water tank and shouted, "It's incredible!"
Everyone was startled by him and asked what was wrong.
Sanwang pointed at himself, "Look, who made me slapped?"
…
The whole room fell silent, all glaring at him.
Mai Sui felt that the persimmon was not so sweet, "San Wang!" She put down the persimmon and went to beat him.
Sanwang jumped out and jumped out, "I can't fight~~"
Lin Lan and the others also booed: "Hit hard, hit us twice more, and let him talk nonsense!"
The children made a fuss, and Lin Lan cut the pork belly into cubes, and then it was enough to eat them and process them.
Divide the ribs into two, add two pieces of pork belly, wrap them in corn husks, use a small gourd scoop to pack a handful of mushrooms, and put them in the basket together.
"Dawang, send it to your grandma's house."
Since Lin Lan reconciled with the third sister, returning to her parents' home has become normal, no more comparisons, and Mrs. Lin is relieved.
After the slack, several families moved more diligently.
Mrs. Lin would send her nephew to give something to her aunt, and Lin Lan also sent Dawang to deliver something, so that the children could move around more to get close to her.
Because the original owner was partial to his nephew who was not very good to his son, Dawang had a great opinion. Later, Lin Lan improved. When the family built a new house, the uncle and grandfather helped a lot, and even sent food, and Dawang gradually changed.
If Lin Lan asked him to send something again, he would not refuse it. Of course, he would not refuse when his grandmother asked him to bring it back.
Dawang picked up the basket and left, Sanwang shouted, "Brother, I'll accompany you."
Dawang looked at him with a yellow face... He coldly refused: "No need."
After Dawang left, Sanwang sighed and said, "It's over, I lost the trust of my eldest brother in me."
Lin Lan patted his head, "Silly boy, your eldest brother is afraid of your cold."
Xiaowang: "What is trust?"
Erwang: "It's the eldest brother who did bad things and took your third brother, and your third brother betrayed him. This is trust and betrayal."
Xiaowang nodded: "I understand. The hen lays eggs for us, and we kill it for meat. This is trust and betrayal."
Everyone: "..." Can it be the same? Mom, what should I do if I don't dare to eat chicken again? This is more ruthless than Sanwang.
Lin Lan was also stunned. Xiaowang always had a different kind of sensitivity. His feelings were extraordinarily delicate and compassionate.
Although she did not have rich scientific parenting experience, she subconsciously wanted to guide him so that he would not easily develop the pessimistic and depressive temperament of an artist.
She squatted down with a smile, rubbed her palms together, and warmly touched Xiaowang's huhuhuhuhu's little face, "Children, trust and betrayal are mainly for feelings."
Xiaowang seems to understand, "What is emotion?"
He began to enter the stage of vigorous intellectual curiosity.
In the past, he was always bored, listening and thinking alone, but now he is eager to know more.
Lin Lan thought for a while, "Let's put it this way, you are my child, I love you, I am your mother, you love me, this is the feeling. The hammer hit you, I hate him, punish him, my mother hates it. Me, this is also a relationship. I have something delicious and fun for you, and you tell me what you are unhappy or unhappy about. This is trust. We have a relationship of love. If I tell you my secret, you will Turning around and telling the hammer girl quietly, that is betrayal of me."
Xiao Wang immediately shook his head: "I won't betray my mother!"
Lin Lan smiled and rolled her eyes, "Good son. Mother knows, let's use an analogy. But if I tell others Liu Chunfang's secret, it won't be called betrayal, because we have no love and no trust."
Xiaowang nodded, "I understand. Thank you mother!"
Lin Lan touched his face: "In addition, chickens, ducks, geese, pigs, cattle and sheep, as the poultry and livestock we raise, are there to lay eggs, provide us with meat, and help us work. Just like we grow crops, take good care of them. , and then harvest to fill the stomach. The same is true for eggs and chicken. If we feed them well, we can eat eggs and meat. As long as it is used to fill the stomach and not kill chickens indiscriminately, it is not a betrayal."
Lin Lan didn't understand what role what she told Xiaowang on a daily basis played in his young mind, until many years later, when the famous art master Mr. Han talked about the origin of his creation, he said, "It's all thanks to As for my mother, she is an ordinary and great woman, although she has not gone to school for a day, she is self-taught, knowledgeable, and taught me a lot of life principles."
At this time, Xiaowang was digesting the very magical words of trust and betrayal, which gave him a mysterious and inexpressible feeling.
This was something he had never understood before.
So he fell into thought again.
Lin Lan was used to him being in a daze for a while, so the children didn't bother him, and he just left him alone.
When the meat was almost finished, Lin Lan started to prepare lunch.
The pig blood must be eaten. Stew a pot of mushroom vermicelli pig blood, and the other ears, tongue and pig's trotters are also packed up and put in to cook. When they are fully cooked, take them out and eat them slowly.
Since it is stewed once, the firewood cannot be wasted, so the salted duck eggs that have been marinated at home are also boiled and eaten as pickles.
Half an hour later, the mixed noodle cakes are put on top, and the hard yellow kazha is baked, and the children are happy to eat it.
When it was done, Han Qingsong and Dawang came back from outside together and met on the road.
Han Qingsong handed a large package to Lin Lan, "For you."
Lin Lan looked at it, a big bag, "What?"
Sanwang has a good nose, "What's the smell!"
Lin Lan smelled it, it turned out to be Chinese medicine, "You bought me Chinese medicine, where did you buy it?"
She never caught the prescription that Dr. Xu gave her. She didn't want to take it and didn't take it seriously. She didn't expect Han Qingsong to think about it.
Han Qingsong said: "Entrust the provincial city comrades in arms for help."
Lin Lan saw that he was still holding a gray-skinned iron box. He didn't know what was in it. He wanted to pick it up, but Han Qingsong took it to the house himself.
She didn't ask.
Lin Lan began to educate the children again, "Look at your father, you have comrades in arms and friends, this is the relationship between people. These are good friends, not friends. The friendship between gentlemen is as light as water, not because of how intimate they are on the surface, nor is it not hanging out all day long. , but keep it in mind, keep in touch regularly, and let everyone live their own lives every day. When anyone is in trouble, they will help each other."
She also glanced at Dawang, who turned his head out, not knowing whether he heard or not.
Erwang listened with relish, other children listened to it, and some laughed and didn't take it seriously.
Han Qingsong washed his hands and said to Lin Lan, "Someone came to deliver the tub later, where do you want to put it?"
Lin Lan said happily: "It's done? Just put it in the west room, there's nowhere else."
Han Qingsong: "After the beginning of spring, there will be a small penthouse on the west side."
The apron is lower than the main room, and the cost is less.
Lin Lan said yes.
At this time, the house was full of meat, and the children were intoxicated without even talking.
Dawang put the basket in front of her, "grandmother gave it."
Lin Lan looked at it. There were a few pomegranates, a gourd and a scoop of red dates, and a forearm-long silver carp. She smiled and said, "Just in time to eat greasy meat, bring some fruit."
Han Qingsong took out the porcelain soup pot used in summer, "Use this to make medicine?"
Lin Lan looked at it, it should be fine, anyway, you can't use iron pots and crock pots, "Okay, let's talk about it tomorrow."
Today I eat meat, boil a pot of Chinese medicine, the taste is not right.
She has already received the second combo of Sanwang Xiaowang today, and she doesn't want the third combo.
Han Qingsong: "Doctor Xu said to eat at about this time."
At that time, the doctor said that every time you come to clean, you can start to boil the medicine and take it for five days, so that it will be effective in three months.
Lin Lan gave him a reassuring smile, "Don't be afraid, no matter how good the medicine is, it won't last for half a day."
Han Qingsong, who was coaxed as a child:…
The family was delighted to eat this lunch at noon.
The meat is mellow and rich, the vermicelli is also full of gravy and the mushrooms not only increase the meat flavor but also relieve greasy, it is a golden partner.
One by one, his mouth was full of water. Sanwang liked to make pancakes in broth, and he ate all over his face.
For the sake of eating more deliciously for themselves, everyone tried their best not to see him.
Lin Lan picked up a few more pieces of meat and put them in the Sanwang bowl, "Come on, little third brother, you deserve it."
Sanwang: "..." Looking at Dawang, he smiled and gave Dawang half of it, "Brother, I'll share it with you."
Da Wang glanced at him, said nothing, and ate the meat unceremoniously. This was what he got for stir-frying the pork with thorns!
Mai Sui and Erwang couldn't help but have fun. They were twins who had a good heart and knew each other's points at a glance. They could always have a lot more fun than others.
Suddenly, Xiao Wang held the bowl and uttered an aria: "Ah-meat... It's so fragrant! Days... It's beautiful!" With just these few words, it actually made a tune of its own, much like an aria from an opera on the radio.
There was silence at the dinner table, and they all looked at Xiaowang, and found that he was getting more and more amazing, like an orchid flower suddenly growing out of a piece of garlic sprout.
Seeing that everyone was looking at him, Xiaowang felt a little embarrassed, his cheeks turned pink, he pushed his glasses and lowered his head to eat meat silently.
"Ha ha ha ha… "
San Wang exaggeratedly slapped the table and laughed, almost knocking over his bowl.
Xiao Wang pouted and looked at him aggrievedly, not understanding why the third brother smiled like this.
Lin Lan immediately glared at Sanwang.
Sanwang gave a thumbs up, "Brother Xiaowang, you are this! I'll call you brother from now on!"
Erwang and Mai Sui also gave thumbs up, "Brother Xiaowang!"
Dawang: "Childish."
"Wang Wang!" Wang Wang under the table also joined in the fun.
Han Qingsong glanced at it. In the steaming heat, the children laughed with great joy, and Lin Lan, who was opposite him, also smiled so sweetly and demurely.
At this time, Lin Lan, who was opposite him, gave him a wink, and the little emotion in his heart was immediately entangled with tenderness, and he also looked at her.
The children on both sides of the square table found out that their parents were tricky, and they all winked and said that you should look at them!
Their family eats at a square table. Originally, Han Qingsong, as a parent, should sit in the main seat, but they are not as particular as others. Han Qingsong sat in the outermost position by the door, where the wind was cold, and he sat there to shield his family from the wind.
Lin Lan took Xiaowang to sit opposite him, and to the east were Maisui and Erwang, and to the west were Sanwang and Dawang.
They sat outside to shield the younger brother and the girl from the wind.
At this moment, Lin Lan and Han Qingsong were flirting with each other at the dinner table, and the children were watching.
Lin Lan's cheeks were hot, and she immediately ate casually. Han Qingsong had no expression at all, and the affection only came out of her eyes, and she had to point to whom.
As soon as he turned his eyes, when he looked at Sanwang Dawang, he was already scrutinizing it, scaring Sanwang who was about to open his mouth and laugh back.
"Don't talk if you have food in your mouth." Han Qingsong no longer stressed that he should not speak, as long as Sanwang doesn't choke and become a fool.
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After eating, they quickly cleared the table, Han Qingsong helped with the dishes, Dawang and Erwang were busy playing chess, the chess they learned in school.
Sanwang watched and cheered, and Mai Sui took Xiaowang to fiddle with the radio to listen to songs and storytelling.
Han Qingsong brushed the dishes and washed his hands. He went to the leeward place outside to set up a simple stove with a brick, and put the porcelain pot on it to boil the medicine.
After a while, Han Qingyun's voice came, "Third brother, the big wooden basin you ordered is here."
When Lin Lan heard it, she hurriedly went out to see. Outside, an old master was driving a donkey cart with a tub custom-made by Han Qingsong.
Because of limited conditions, the bathtub naturally cannot be as suitable as it is now, and it looks more like a taller large wooden basin.
But in Lin Lan's opinion, it's a little too big, and both adults can wash it. It really doesn't need to be so big, it takes up space and is expensive, she thinks half the size is enough.
Thinking about it, it must be the man who didn't understand this and thought it was wrong, but since she bought it back, she didn't say anything, and even praised Han Qingsong for buying it well, which was exactly what she wanted.
When she said this, there was a smile in Han Qingsong's eyes.
Han Qingyun and the old master took down the big wooden basin, and Han Qingsong replaced the old master and invited him to drink a bowl of hot water in the house.
Entering the house, Han Qingsong leaned the large wooden basin against the wall, so as not to take up extra space, and it was enough to put it on the open space when it was used.
When the children saw the guests coming, they carried the chessboard to the kang and gave up the square table.
Mai Sui pours water for the guests.
Lin Lan said: "Isn't there a broth, it's still hot, bring a big bowl to the old master."
The old master was excited, "No, no, just drink some water, it's from a meal."
This is the first time that people can deliver goods and drink broth.
Mai Sui still helped him to fill it, and squeezed some salt and chopped green onion.
The old master thanked him repeatedly, the eldest daughter of the director's family, who used to be Miss Qianjin, served soup to herself, which was unbearable.
Mai Sui was very curious to see that an old man treated him respectfully.
After drinking the broth, the old master said goodbye, and Lin Lan gave him two cents, "Please make a trip, master."
The old master hurriedly declined, "Director Han paid for the barrel, we should deliver it."
Lin Lan asked him to accept it. Craftsmen make hard money. At this moment, they are not allowed to work alone. The family is very hard.
The old master thanked him and left with the money.
Han Qingyun watched Dawang and the others play chess and gave him some tricks, which caused the children to protest, "Uncle, don't make up your mind."
Han Qingyun scratched his head, "I'm not afraid that you will lose. Haha."
Sanwang: "Uncle, you punch your left, punch your right, which one wins?"
Han Qingyun: "My left hand is strong, I'm sure my left hand will win." He laughed and went to Xijian to talk to Han Qingsong.
"Sister-in-law, did you buy such a big wooden tub to wash clothes?"
Lin Lan: "This is a tub, for bathing."
Han Qingyun opened his mouth and looked at Han Qingsong: "Third brother, take a shower?"
Han Qingsong nodded, "You don't take a bath in winter?"
Han Qingyun nodded and shook his head, "Of course I wash it, then boil the water in a pot and wash it in a basin. Where can I use such a big boss? Has the whole family washed it?"
Han Qingsong bent down and gestured, "Well, a few boys can fit in one pot."
Han Qingyun: Why do you think something is wrong? Why is it a pot.
Han Qingsong glanced at him, "Are you okay today?"
Han Qingyun immediately reported in a low voice: "This is not a division of labor with Luo Hai, he manages the county and I manage several brigades."
During the slack season, some idlers have an unstoppable desire to play with money and must be constantly attacked.
Han Qingsong: "Go ahead."
Han Qingyun: This is how much I dislike me. He waved to Lin Lan: "Sister-in-law, then I'm leaving."
Lin Lan smiled, "You worked hard."
Han Qingyun shook his hand, "Serve the people!"
Lin Lan visited her new bathtub to see how to fiddle with it and where it would be more appropriate to put it at that time. She smiled and said, "Boil a large pot of water, let them take a bath, and give them a good brush!"
Han Qingsong: "We can do it too."
Lin Lan: "..." I didn't hear, goodbye.
At this time, there was no bathhouse in the town, and although there were in the county, it was impossible to always take a bath, which was inconvenient.
It's better to have a place in your own home.
Han Qingsong boiled the medicine twice before throwing away the dregs. It was a thick bowl, and he touched a few pieces of rock candy.
Lin Lan had a bit of a hard time drinking, but Han Qingsong was watching, Xiaowang was holding rock candy ready to feed her, and Sanwang was going to make a joke...
Lin Lan could only hold her breath and pour in.
That sucks!
It's okay to be cold, except for visiting to do needlework, and it's getting dark early, so I usually eat dinner early (some people eat two meals in the slack of the farm) and sleep on the kang early in the morning.
Lin Lan's family was no exception. After dinner, she boiled a large pot of water and let the children bathe.
Mai Sui is a girl who likes to be clean. Lin Lan asked her to wash it first, rub it clean, put on clean underwear, wrap a cotton jacket on the kang. It is cold in winter. In order to save firewood, wheat ears and boys now share a kang, separated by a kang cabinet.
She called all the boys over again, Erwang and Dawang could wash by themselves, and Sanwang and Xiaowang asked her to help.
Han Qingsong wanted to help her, but Sanwang shouted, "Dad, don't do it!"
I don't know how painful that invincible bathing hand is!
Lin Lan slapped him playfully, "Mother will work harder, hurry up and soak it up."
After such a bubble, the ash on the body fell off.
Xiaowang is a good baby sitting in the basin. His skin is red and tender when soaked in the hot water. He can't wear glasses. Humph.
Lin Lan touched Xiaowang and said happily, "I finally have some flesh on my body."
Sanwang made a terrifying look, "You can eat it~~~ ah woo-" He took a bite on Xiaowang's shoulder.
Although he pretended to pretend, he really gnawed on Xiaowang's shoulder with two teeth marks.
Lin Lan: "Three Prosperity!"
Sanwang: "Hey, if you lie to others, call him Xiaosange, if you dislike it, you will yell at Sanwang, hey... woman!"
Lin Lan: "..." How many women do you know? "Don't learn from Liu Chuncai again!"
She hurriedly washed Xiaowang, Han Qingsong then wiped it off with a towel, and then tucked the naked Xiaowang into the warm quilt.
Only then did Lin Lan use a piece of loofah to scrub Sanwang with all his might, those mud!
Sanwang is active, and sweats profusely in the cold weather. Although he usually washes and scrubs, it doesn't matter at all.
Watching the strips of plaster roll up, Lin Lan said, "..."
What is the unique sense of achievement.
Sanwang was painful and comfortable, and hummed there, "Mother rubs Xiaowang gently, and gives me bald pig hair, I picked it up!"
Erwang also came in to prepare to wash. Looking at Sanwang, he exclaimed, "Mother, I want to change the water!"
Sanwang rolled his eyes at him: "Second brother, you are dirtier when you run every day, let's not dislike anyone."
Lin Lan said, "Wait a while, then change the water and rinse."
Water should not be wasted, and firewood at home is also precious. Their family already spends a lot of money, so now they use a lot more. At that time, the points are not enough to burn, and we have to find a way.
Lin Lan motioned to Erwang: "Take off and come in, it's so cold outside."
Erwang was a little embarrassed, "Mother, I'll wash it myself."
Lin Lan: "Then let your father rub it?"
Han Qingsong looked disgusted: "Let them rub each other."
Erwang: "..." I won't let you rub it, it will break the skin!
In the end, Erwang and Dawang washed together. As expected by Sanwang, they sweated every day running and exercising. Even if they scrubbed, it was just a comfort.
After this bubble, it is simply a bumper harvest.
When Lin Lan and Han Qingsong helped to pour the water, she smiled and said, "There is nothing in it, just pour the vegetables directly. Our spinach and leeks have to grow extra large."
Xiaowang gestured with both hands, "Like father tall."
Sanwang laughed loudly: "You said Dad grew up eating plaster!"
Lin Lan really wanted to throw him out. Liu Chuncai's mouth is getting worse and worse for this kid. I'm afraid it will be more difficult to manage than Da Wang when he grows up in the future
When the children were all washed up and went to the kang by themselves, Xiaowang had already fallen asleep.
The little face was flushed, and the little mouth was rosy, which made people feel soft-hearted.
As long as the child falls asleep, no matter how much you play with him, he will not wake up. Lin Lan rubbed some Vaseline on him and put some balsam on his mouth to prevent it from drying out.
When she finished cleaning up, Han Qingsong had already refilled the water, "There is still half a pot, so don't burn it any more."
Lin Lan: "Don't you have to wash it after I wash it, then burn another pot?"
Han Qingsong: "I washed it in the commune and it's not dirty."
"That's also a bubble. I tell you, it's comfortable to take a hot bath in winter."
Lin Lan took off her clean clothes and hurriedly sat in the water. She tested the water temperature with the inside of her elbow. It was 412 degrees. It felt hot when she came in, but it was very comfortable.
"Ah... It's really comfortable." She whispered, and then saw that Han Qingsong had also taken off his clothes.
"You, you don't wash it!"
Han Qingsong: "Bubble is comfortable." The long legs entered the barrel as soon as they stepped forward, and took her into his arms with both arms.
Lin Lan: ... No wonder the barrel is so big.
But relying on him is even hotter.
Finally washed, the water is going to be cold!
She drilled into the bed and blew the lamp on the kang, and her big hands swam around her waist.
Lin Lan: "...No more." It's time to sleep.
"Bought a new one."
Lin Lan: "... When did you buy it?"
"Together with the medicine." He took out an iron box from the kang cabinet and gave it to her, "Is it enough?"
It's a big box, it feels like the aluminum box that the doctor puts the needles in.
Lin Lan's whole body was on fire, "You... people don't laugh at you." He asked his comrades to buy from the provincial capital... He was designated to be laughed at.
Han Qingsong: "They dare not."
return them? How many people know this? Lin Lan felt that it would not get better, and I hoped that I would never meet again in this life.