old days(1)

"Niu'er... Niu'er... wake up!"

Who?

Who do you call girl?

She opened her eyes and startled the woman sitting next to her: "Damn girl, I scared your mother. You are so scared! You got up as soon as you got up. Who did you scare? Your head still hurts.

No?"

Lin Yutong subconsciously touched his head, "It hurts!"

It really hurts!

"Are you still a tiger?" The woman's big hand patted her back, and Lin Yutong suddenly grinned, "It hurts!"

"It hurts, right? It hurts! You deserve it!" The woman used a small broom to sweep away the non-existent dust on the kang, while moving under the kang. After getting off the kang, she said: "Just lie down if it hurts. Don't leave."

!”

As he spoke, the man opened the half-pushed door curtain and went out. Lin Yutong looked at the swaying door curtain, then pressed his forehead and looked left and right.

It is an adobe house. When you lie on the kang, you can see the somewhat black roof. This house has no roof. Looking at the mud roof, it is not difficult to tell that this is a thatched house!

The beams in the house don't look like good wood. They are all dark brown in color. The key is the scars and the degree of bending on them. You can tell at a glance that the wood is either recycled as waste or used as firewood.

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I touched the mattress under me. It was made of cotton, but it should be old cotton. It was not gentle to the touch. As I moved my hand further, the feeling changed. It was a mat made of reeds. It was usually a kang.

This should be the bed on the bed, and the bedding is only unfolded when sleeping.

Open your eyes, dear, the quilt is also patched, with black and gray fabrics patchwork together. Fortunately, it looks clean, and there is only the smell of sun exposure on the quilt.

Tolerable for the time being.

Thinking of this, she thought of the woman just now. She was wearing a gray coat, black crotch pants, leggings, and old-fashioned patched cloth shoes.

This outfit?

Lin Yutong patted his forehead, when did he dress up like this?

Just as I was feeling confused, I heard someone talking outside the window. It was the voice of a young boy: "...Mom, no matter what, we can't collect the land deed. Qian Laojin really wants to get into money.

How could a man take out so many land deeds as a betrothal gift for his son? Besides, Qian Siyuan went to university in the capital, what kind of world has he never seen? Why did he just fall in love with our Hu Niu? Good guy,

As soon as we leave, our family will be given a hundred acres of land. Where can we find such a good thing? Besides, isn’t Huniu not willing to do that either?”

Land deed?

This thing slowly disappeared from the stage of history after liberation. Moreover, after liberation, no one had a hundred acres of land that could be given away casually, right?

So can this time go forward before division and liberation?

probably!

There is also the fact that Qian Siyuan is studying in university in the capital. There is a university... what exactly is this?

She pricked her ears to listen to the conversation outside, and heard the woman who had just left the house say: "You have to say this. You think your mother is stupid! No matter how urgent your brother's marriage is, I can't sell your sister away."

Right. Just like you said, wherever there is an advantage, it’s all for nothing. That old guy Qian Laojin will figure it out. Don’t worry about this. Your mother has already gone to Qian’s house. This can’t happen!”

The young man seemed to breathe a sigh of relief and asked: "Where is Huniu?"

"Where are you lying in the house?" The woman's voice was a bit sad, "You said this damn girl is too! You tell me whether it's a tiger or a tiger! Let others say what they like, and they even had sex with them. This time, they didn't fall.

light."

Lin Yutong lay on the kang and was stunned for three seconds, and finally realized: I have been making trouble for a long time, this tiger girl must be me.

Ouch! Oh my God!

After lying there in a daze for a long time, something finally came to my mind.

But there are really not many useful ones. Because this eldest girl, who is already sixteen years old, has never been out of the village. She does not know a single Chinese character. Apart from knowing people at home, she also knows people in the village. Then she feeds pigs.

What about feeding chickens and cultivating several acres of land?

Nothing else!

Just now I was thinking about finding out which year it was from this memory. But how could such a girl know the year other than caring about how full she was after three meals a day?

It was getting dark and the room was getting lively. She couldn't lie still anymore, so she stood up and leaned on the bed.

An old lady who had tidied up neatly was lighting a fire in front of the stove beside the kang. When she saw Lin Yutong getting up, she laughed: "Girl, you're awake? Let's eat. Wake up. Do you still have a headache?"

Lin Yutong shook his head, this should be Mrs. Lin, the grandmother of the Lin family.

"Ask your mother to poach an egg for you..." Mrs. Lin said, stuffing firewood under the stove.

"Eggs? What kind of eggs are you eating?" My mother, Chang Qiuyun, opened the curtain and came in. In the apron on her waist, she held a handful of dried vegetables of unknown wild vegetables. She held them tightly with one hand and held them in the other hand.

He was holding a bowl with a gap in it. The bowl was not big, and inside was more than half a bowl of rice noodles. Lin Yutong took a look at it and said, "Why do you still want to eat eggs after you have made such great contributions?" He said he was disgusted, but when he took it in his hand,

Everything she carried in her apron was put on the chopping board aside. She still took out an egg from her trouser pocket, opened the lid of the pot and saw that the water was boiling. Then she cracked the egg and put it in a big bowl, then scooped out a ladle of it.

As soon as the water poured into the bowl, the eggs turned into flocculent shapes. The woman squatted under the chopping board and pulled out a jar, scooped out half a spoonful of dark stuff and put it into the egg water.

Lin Yutong sniffed: It should be brown sugar.

After placing the sugar jar very carefully, Chang Qiuyun took another bowl and poured the egg and sugar water into two bowls. One bowl was placed on the kang table next to Lin Yutong, and the other bowl was placed on the stove.

To Mrs. Lin who was lighting the fire: "Mom, hurry up and drink it."

"Why should I drink it? It will cause toothache!" Mrs. Lin refused to drink it.

Chang Qiuyun leaned the big rice spoon heavily against the edge of the pot with a clang: "Drink when I tell you to! If you really get sick, don't you have to rely on me to take care of you? Drink!"

Mrs. Lin didn't dare to say a word. She picked it up and drank it while it was hot.

Chang Qiuyun glanced at Lin Yutong with his eyes: "What's wrong? You asked me to feed you!"

Lin Yutong silently looked at the rice spoon she raised and her wide eyes, then she picked up the bowl obediently and took a sip. The eggs were good eggs, they should be the ones found under the chicken's butt, they were fresh. But this was good.

After adding a spoonful of brown sugar to the egg water...it didn't taste very good. The brown sugar was left a little too long and the taste was a bit sour.

The fishy smell of eggs, combined with the sweet and sour taste of expired brown sugar, makes the taste really unflattering.

She acted as if she was taking medicine, and she was washing vegetables and chopping them into the pot. Chang Qiuyun kept looking this way. She said to Mrs. Lin in front of the stove: "Mother

, look at this tiger girl, with her airs, she looks like the young lady from the city brought back by the son of the college student from the Qian family."

Old lady Lin turned her face and looked at Lin Yutong, who was holding the bowl and didn't know whether to drink or not. Then the old lady said: "She is much more handsome than that girl. That girl just relies on her good clothes and fashionable appearance."

.My Niuniu is pitiful. If her father were at home, our Niuniu could be raised like a young lady and go to school..."

"Definitely!" Chang Qiuyun pouted, "Can we not mention him? He is a cruel and heartless short-lived ghost."

He was cursing, but his hands were moving skillfully, stirring the dried vegetables in the pot, then pouring water into the cornmeal, stirring it into a paste and pouring it into the pot, stirring again and again.

Here they were shouting and eating, and the curtain on the other side was raised, and two young men of similar age walked in.

A man with a smile on his face and a voice that was very familiar to Lin Yutong was the young man who was talking outside the window in the afternoon. He came over with a smile and said, "Niuniu, are you awake?"

Seeing his pleasant smile, Lin Yutong handed over the sugar water in the bowl and just looked at him with a smile.

This is the second brother Lin Da??, who is only one year older than Huniu and is seventeen this year. Another tall and strong young man is eighteen. He is the eldest brother in the family, his name is Lin Dayuan.

Lin Da?? was stunned for a moment. He turned around and saw his mother cutting pickles. He took a few sips of the pickles. Before he could swallow them all, Lin Da Yuan slapped him on the head, choking him and causing him to cough.

stop.

"Brother, what are you doing?" Lin Da raised his sleeve and wiped his mouth, and then said to Chang Qiuyun, "Mom, look at my brother, he always bullies me."

Lin Dayuan glared: "Are you coaxing Hu Niu to eat again? If you dare to do it again, I won't be able to hit you!"

"I didn't!" Lin Da?? called out to Chong Tianqu, "Niuniu gave it to me!"

"Okay!" Chang Qiuyun placed the pickle bowl heavily on the kang table, "Wash your hands and eat! All of them are debt collectors."

The dishes served in one bowl per person were dry and mushy, with no oil, salt, sauce or vinegar. Just a plate of chopped pickles on the table to add some flavor.

It’s not hard to swallow!

Lin Yutong ate slowly, listening to Lin Da's words. His voice was low, "...I'm just saying, why did the Qian family come out with so much land as a betrothal gift? It's just not settled.

Good intentions! Haven't you heard? The people in Yixian County say that they have been liberated... and those who are fighting for civil war are the landlords."

"How to fight?" Chang Qiuyun asked: "Are we really dividing the land?"

"Isn't it good?" Lin Dayuan purred and drank half of the bowl in two or three mouthfuls. "I've heard it too. I'm afraid our county is about to die soon. That Qian Laojin is very well-informed, and what he saw

The son who has passed away..."

"Then isn't this a sincere attempt to deceive our family?" Chang Qiuyun said angrily to Mrs. Lin, "Mom, it's not easy to talk about fellow villagers. Such bad seeds should be fought!"

"What's the fuss about?" Old Mrs. Lin sighed, "It's also Oyuan's fault. Whoever's daughter he likes is the one who likes the daughter of the old Cheng family. Who are the old Cheng family? Let's see who marries them.

If you marry that girl Meini, you have to work as a pawn for the Cheng family. If the Cheng family doesn't want a betrothal gift, then the Qian family knows that we are in a hurry for money, so why would they want to touch Huniu?"

This makes sense too!

The whole family watched Lin Dayuan.
To be continued...