The next day, afternoon. Tianlai Novel.|2

He wrapped his waist around about 110,000 yuan in cash, and then he turned the bus three times with Brother Mang and Tang Chuan before he arrived in a rural area of ​​Jilin Province.

"Are we going back with you?" Brother Mang asked.

"If you don't go back with me, where are you going? There is no hotel here!" Xiao replied casually with some gifts in his hand.

"Why do you think about going home?" Tang Chuan asked with his back hand.

"If you want to go back, just go back!" Xiao didn't explain much, but just stepped forward with speed.

The sunset was setting and the earth was golden. The three of them walked through the dirt road in the village and walked forward for nearly twenty minutes before they saw a fence made of wooden boards and three dirt houses with messy weeds in the yard.

After seeing this earthen house, Tang Chuan turned his head and asked at Brother Mang, "Have you been here before?"

"Ah! I've been here!" Brother Mang nodded.

"His family is so poor!" Tang Chuan said with a smile.

"Who wants money can go out and grab it!" Brother Mang sighed.

"Let's go!"

After stopping at the door of the yard for a few seconds, Xiao reached out and pushed open the broken door made of wooden boards, and then led the two of them to the earthen house.

After entering the new century, the earthen houses were almost extinct in rural areas of the Northeast, because as long as adults do some serious work, they will not live in such a house. However, the small family is in a special situation. His father has very serious varicose veins, his legs go down from his knees, and his flesh turns black and yellow. Some places have already started to rot, so he can't do heavy work at all. His family has very little farming land, so he relies on his mother to make money by growing some corn all year round.

In the city, people like Zhao Wu may spend 30,000 or 20,000 yuan for a meal and treating a guest, but for small families, these 30,000 yuan may be a year or even a year and a half of living expenses.

After the three of them walked into the dirt house, Brother Mang instantly smelled a pungent smell of medicine and stew. Some cabbage vermicelli were stewed in the stove, and the walls were still the same as those pasted in newspapers, but because they had not been replaced for a long time, many newspapers were already yellow and black.

"Who?!"

As soon as the three of them entered the door, a woman's voice came from the bedroom on the left.

"call!"

After hearing this sound, Xiao stood in the kitchen and gasped, and then smiled on his face, and stepped into the bedroom and shouted, "Mom!"

Inside the bedroom.

A head turban on his head and cheeks were sallow. He looked at the dry and thin old woman, sitting cross-legged on the kang, placing food on the kang table to prepare for dinner.

She is a young mother, she is only in her early forties this year, but she looks like she is in her sixties and looks very old because her daily moisturizing product may be cold tap water.

"...Oh, look at my life, I will catch up with mealtime when I get home!" Xiao looked at his mother and smiled, reached out and put the gift he was carrying on the kang.

After looking at Xiao for a long time, her turbid eyes came to her senses. She stepped forward, reached out and hit her little arm and cursed: "You kid, why don't you send a letter in advance when you come back!"

"It happened to happen that I was going home to do business. It was a temporary decision, haha!" Xiao scratched his head, looked at his mother and said, "Where is my dad?"

"Oh, I went out to borrow big sauce from Lao Liu's house. I have been walking for a long time and haven't come back. I probably chatted with them again!" After my mother complained, she said with joy in words: "Go on the kang and sit down, I'll cook two more dishes for you!"

"Don't be busy, I've finished eating outside!" said Xiao sat beside the kang.

"Eat more, eat more..." My mother smiled and wiped her hands with a black rag, then walked towards the kitchen.

"sister in law!"

Brother Mang greeted her since she was a child.

The mother looked at Brother Mang's smile and stiffened slightly, then nodded lukewarmly and said, "Get into the house!"

"Oh!" Brother Mang nodded.

"Tread!"

As everyone in the room had a few chats, footsteps came from outside the door. Then a middle-aged man was wearing a shabby sweatshirt and holding a big soy sauce bowl in his hand. While walking, he said, "This old Liu, no matter he wants a bowl of big soy sauce, he still insisted that I play chess with him! Oh, the food is cold...!"

"brush!"

After hearing the middle-aged words in the house, Xiao Zai paused for a moment, then stood up with a gritted bullet, walked to the door of the house and shouted: "Dad, are you back!?"

"brush!"

The little father raised his head with the sauce bowl and looked at the little boy in a daze.

"...Let's go into the house, chat, I'm cooking two dishes!" the little mother said.

"Click!"

The little father threw the sauce bowl on the stove expressionlessly, and then walked into the house with less straightforward legs and feet.

“…!”

He looked at his father as he was a little restrained and said nothing.

"What did you buy?" After my father entered the house, he saw the gifts placed on the kang and then directly pulled these things to the ground.

"Crash!"

After a sound, my mother ran to the door with a spoon, frowned and said, "What are you playing with?"

"Are you back?" My father sat on the edge of the kang and looked up and asked at the little girl.

"Haha, let's take a look!" Xiao replied with a smile.

"No need to see, let's go!" After the father said in a stiff tone, he waved his hand and chased the person.

"...Don't show off, he hasn't come back for a long time. Can you say something human?" My mother scolded her a little excitedly.

"Go away quickly, let's ask someone to order you later. The police will come to arrest you at home. I can't afford to lose that shady!" My father said as if he was chasing a stranger.

"Brother, I won't come back for a long time..." Brother Mang couldn't help but want to persuade him, so he took out a cigarette from his pocket and handed it over, and said as he opened his mouth.

"Get out of here!" My father said to Brother Mang with a very annoyed look on his face and hatred: "Go out!"

"They are my friends..." Xiao stopped him.

"What a fucking friend!!" The father yelled with gritted teeth: "Can a friend bring you to the dead end?! You look like a fool?! Do you know how many times the police have come to your house?! Come back to see me? What are you looking at?! The money you robbed?!"

Xiao gritted his teeth and said nothing.

"brush!"

Tang Chuan turned around and walked out, while Mang Ge stood there awkwardly.

"I'm giving birth to you, but I didn't educate you!" My father said with his palm tremblingly: "You, I can do whatever I want outside. I can't care anyway! In the end, you were shot or someone else was beaten to death. Just bring me a letter. I'll raise you for a while, and I can't even see you smelling on the street!"

"... Have you raised me?!" The little eyes were red, and he asked with his fists: "If I hadn't sent you money to buy corn seeds every year!! You'd starved to death!"

"Fuck your mom! Do you blame me for not saving a million yuan in wealth for you? Do you blame me for not being the big boss?!" The father was so angry that he picked up the iron basin on the table and smashed it: "If you want to go out and grab it if you are poor at home?!! Damn, are there any children in our village who do odd jobs on the construction site? Are there any farmers who farm? They go out to rob it? They go out to stolen society?! You are born a gangster who doesn't want to work and wants to live a good life! Get out, get out immediately...!"

"I want to be at home, I'll be beaten to death long ago!" Xiao looked at his father and gritted his teeth and said, "Yes, I'm a bastard, I'm a fucking hooligan! But I also know that the family has no money, so I have to go out to grab it! Instead of sitting at home every day waiting for my wife to go out to farm and make money! You can't do the work of moving bricks, pulling grass outside the yard, and cleaning up the house at home?!......!"

"I'll chop you up!"

My father was so angry that he reached out to pick up the sickle placed next to the standing cabinet and chopped it straight to his little head.

"Brother!"

Brother Mang raised his hand and wanted to stop him.
Chapter completed!