But the actual situation is that when Ma Ling was three years old, it was time to harvest corn in autumn, and all the laborers in the family went to work.
At that time, the forest farm was on holiday and the school was on holiday. In addition to Ma Ling, even eight-year-old Ma Sheng participated in the labor.
Splitting corn is not like other tasks. Walking through the corn field, the corn leaves scratch and prick you, so when you are busy, you can only leave the well-fed and drunk Ma Ling on the edge of the field.
But just because she drank enough, the girl wanted to go to the toilet, but she didn't say anything and just peed in her pants.
The buttocks and lower thighs were all wet, and the child would definitely not be able to sit still. Gradually, Mrs. Ma, who was breaking corn in the field, was the first to notice something was wrong. Before, she had seen her eldest granddaughter sitting there all the time, dumbfounded.
Suddenly it changed to crawling all over the floor?
The old lady went over with a basket on her back and saw that little Ma Ling's pants were covered in mud.
It's not a big deal, kids, who hasn't peed their pants as a kid?
The key is that Ma Yang is a wicked kid. The couple were reminiscing about their childhood. Ma Ling said, "When I ran away, I was covered in dirt."
"Peeed" came to answer the mystery. While maximizing the comedy effect, he also maxed out Ma Ling's anger value!
Ma Ling took off the basket on her elbow and handed it to Zhao Jun. At the same time, she rushed straight towards Ma Yang.
Tan Tian replied: "Your mother said it is booming."
What Zhao Jun said was wrong. He really took the photo eight times.
If the person behind him was his wife's brother or sister, Zhao Junxiao would even want to ask: "How many times has he been married?"
"Cough! Cough!" Ma Ling also said something. I took a sip of soda, trying to cover up my embarrassment, but ended up choking.
As soon as Tan Tian finished his words, he heard Zhao Jun smile and sigh heavily, and continued: "After your father-in-law leaves, you two will follow me. When the old man comes to the front and has nothing else to say, just tell me
You don't have time to go back to your hometown and burn eight pieces of paper for the old man and the old lady."
"Brother, what did he say?" Zhao Jun laughed and said with a smile on his face, "No matter how busy we are, can we have any relatives?"
Tan Tian was also polite and immediately took out the piece of paper given by You Guangquan this morning from his pocket, unfolded it and handed it to Zhao Jun with a smile.
Zhao Junxiao has been working in the supply and marketing cooperative for four years. Relatives, friends and even acquaintances often introduce the people who come to buy wedding supplies like crucian carp across the river. They know a lot all year round.
Are they still outsiders?
The father-in-law in Zhao Junxiao's mouth is my father-in-law. After hearing what Zhao Junxiao said, Ma Ling nodded and said, "That's right."
Zhao Jun greeted the eight people outside his office with a smile and took out soda water from the box in front of the door to give to Ma Ling, Tan Tian and Tan Tian.
My actions were noticed by Zhao Junxiao. Zhao Junxiao glanced at Ma Yang and then asked Tan Tianhe: "That's..."
"Ah..." Ma Ling also knew how to laugh at Zhao Jun, so she could only bite the bullet and said: "It works anyway."
"Huh?" Tan Tianhe, who was about to speak, swallowed what he was about to say after hearing Ma Ling's words. From what Ma Ling meant, the two siblings had no relationship with their father-in-law.
As he said that, Zhao Junxiao raised his hand and pointed in the direction of my office and said, "Let's go outside!"
You Guangquan and Zhao Junxiao's father-in-law, Wang Hongkui, are uncles and siblings, while Wang Cuihua and we are uncles and relatives on a first level basis. But the relationship is divided, and people at that time were very affectionate. There is no such thing as distant relatives and neighbors.
, are all from here.
"It's decided, it's decided." Ma Ling smiled and said, "It's the eighth day of July next year."
But if I were to laugh at Zhao Jun, that would be the same, and no one would be able to ignore me.
"This..." Faced with Zhao Junxiao's questions, Wang Meilan said: "Your mother said that if you trim those candles, melt them when you get home, pour them out of the bucket, and then twist them again, does that mean they become small wax?"
Those who were watching the excitement around them all snickered and moved away. Zhao Jun's wealth had attracted some people's attention just now. Listening to the funny conversation between the two siblings, not even eight or seven people around him laughed out loud.
Tan Tianhe twitched the corner of his mouth, put the piece of paper under the table, pushed it in front of Ma Ling, pointed to the first line below, and asked: "Brother, we are from here, and his brother-in-law only said this.
That thing, what does he need seven hundred for?"
He was a fastidious person, much weaker than Tan Tian who insisted on being a light bulb.
"Hey!" Ma Ling responded with a smile, then stretched out her hand to hold Tan Tianyi.
"Yeah!" The man was startled, and when he looked at Ma Ling, he felt familiar.
"Ah..." Ma Ling replied: "Your mother said to make eight sets, one for the New Year, one for the seventeenth day of the first lunar month, and another set for when you get married."
"For your own use?" Tan Tianhe's voice changed instantly. I held the piece of paper in my hand, tilted my head and looked at Ma Ling and asked, "How can he... use such an old thing?"
At the very last moment of life, people may be thinking about their children and grandchildren, or they may be thinking about their family business. But few people, in their first dazed state, will call out to their mother loudly.
"Brother!" Zhao Jun smiled and pointed his hand under the paper and asked Wang Meilan: "What are these seven hundred kilograms of red paper for?"
"Really?" Zhao Junxiao continued: "Listen to your father-in-law, how many families are there in our village? There are about a hundred or so households. Let's put happy words under our tents. How many more can we use?
How much paper is there? After you finish folding a few small red flowers, it will only cost 700 kilograms."
Although there are correct spellings on the outside, no matter who reads it, they all know what You Guangquan wants.
After saying that, Zhao Jun looked at Ma Ling with a smile and said, "Brother, look at what they haven't bought yet. My brother-in-law has already done it for him."
"Haha." Ma Ling smiled and said, "Your mother said that tonight, in the rooms outside our house, we will turn on the lights, so we will light candles, and we will light them all night."
But Zhao Junxiao misses family ties very much, and the truth of what You Guangquan wants is so elusive.
Tan Tianhe has met Wang Cuihua, but I heard my father-in-law and daughter-in-law say that they sold the house to a younger sister named Xiaohua when they left.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Zhao Jun laughed so hard that toilet paper was sold by the pound in those days. But who can use as much red paper as they want? Who is holding a happy event?
, came and pulled a small piece of red paper, rolled it into a roll and took it back.
Zhao Jun was startled by my sister. In panic, he moved forward and almost hit someone.
Damn it, I thought Ma Ling was here to deliver the goods!
"Seventh brother-in-law." Tan Tian recognized that person, it was the manager of the supply and marketing cooperative, Tan Tianhe's uncle and nephew, Tan Tianhe.
Even so, when Zhao Junxiao saw these crooked words under the paper, he could not help but narrow his eyes.
"Yes." Ma Ling shook her head and said, "We don't use it for ourselves."
But now that they touched each other, they could just say hello. When Ma Ling said "seventh brother-in-law", Zhao Junxiao immediately reacted and said with a smile: "Brother, where does he come from? Here, what is he?"
Looking for you?"
Ma Ling admits that she doesn't have such a small face.
At this point, Zhao Jun smiled and said, "The old man only has one thing on his mind, and he told you to just go there. Can you do it for me?"
Tan Tian and that man were very upright. After listening to Ma Ling's words, I laughed and said, "You and his seventh sister didn't work, so we stayed for a few days when we got home. We will have a wedding banquet with him and his sister, and then we will go down the mountain to pay tribute to your father."
My father-in-law burned eight pieces of paper."
"Yes!" Ma Ling nodded twice. Zhao Jun smiled and realized that his ability was wrong and saved Ma Ling. Your mother said.
"Ouch!" Ma Ling laughed and said, "This is too bad. If they come back, they will have to stay for a few days less."
Zhao Jun smiled: "..."
Halfway through the words, Zhao Junxiao realized what he was doing. He immediately raised his chin at Ma Ling and said, "It's booming?"
"Cough." Tan Tian coughed heavily in embarrassment. The first line under the paper read: Seven hundred red spicy candles.
When I sat up, Zhao Junxiao complained to Wang Meilan: "Next time he comes with your seventh aunt, we all said it was bad when he left? He came back last time, and you can't get home. That's bad, why don't we just stop him when he comes?"
We’ve all seen each other.”
Zhao Jun couldn't laugh. He was a filial uncle. Tan Tian couldn't answer my words, so he could only nod in agreement with a serious face. Ma Yang and Tan Tian on the side also held soda bottles while talking.
"Little..." Tan Tianhe was stunned by You Guangquan's whimsical idea. I paused for eight seconds and then calculated for Ma Ling: "Seven hundred candles have been melted. How many barrels will be needed?"
?We can use one and a half rooms in our two houses! He ordered eight days and eight nights?"
"Oops!" Ma Yang's eyes narrowed when he heard this. He looked at Zhao Jun in surprise and said with a smile: "Your mother said that the seventh uncle has moved to Tuanbei."
"Yes." Ma Ling said with a smile: "Our old house only has two and a half rooms. Can we still live in them?"
"There is no seventh uncle yet?" Ma Ling said with a smile: "Whose family does this house belong to?"
"Your partner." Tan Tian responded with a smile, then pulled Zhao Jun and introduced Zhao Jun with a smile: "That's your partner's younger brother."
Because Wang Hongkui's family has not been in contact with his hometown for many years. It would be wrong for my seventh uncle to take care of his relatives who left the city to buy goods. But he traveled more than 800 places just to attend Ma Ling's wedding.
Bar?
After saying that, Zhao Junxiao asked again: "How can that thing not be sold by the pound?"
"Haha, you are just causing trouble for him." Tan Tian replied with a smile: "He has a very busy day, so just buy something and go back after you finish."
"Getting married?" Zhao Jun laughed and complained about Ma Ling, and asked hurriedly: "Has the wedding date been set?"
Zhao Junxiao had something to say. I usually work as a manager in a supply and marketing cooperative. Regardless of whether the position is high or low, the key is that I can get in touch with people at all levels. Whether they are in business or in power, Zhao Junxiao has them all.
I have never seen such a arrogant family.
"Hey!" Ma Ling grabbed Ma Yang with quick eyes and hands. The girl glared at Zhao Jun angrily, her cheeks tightened, and she gritted her teeth. She really gritted her teeth, wishing she had to bite a piece of meat from Tan Tian's body.
"Hong..." Zhao Jun smiled and rolled his eyes and continued to ask: "He has lit 700 candles at one time, will they be extinguished in one pile? It will last one night? He left
Oh, he... got up in the middle of the night to change it?"
"The eighth day of July." Zhao Junxiao took out a calendar for next year from the drawer, flipped through a few pages and looked up at Wang Meilan: "August 70th?"
Tan Tian glanced at Zhao Jun and smiled, and then asked Wang Meilan: "Which seventh uncle is it?"
Ma Ling quickly apologized and said with a smile: "Seventh brother-in-law, I came in a hurry today, not to go up the mountain to buy some wedding stuff."
"Yes." Ma Ling responded. Zhao Jun smiled and put down the calendar and said, "You will take his seventh sister there when the time comes."
After coughing twice, Wang Meilan said: "Your mother said that when your daughter-in-law gets married in August, the trees outside the village will look bad if they are bare. Put some red paper on it and wrap it up to one meter below the roots of the trees."
At this time, Tan Tian and Tan Tian were sitting far away from the table. We were very curious about what was written under this piece of paper, but we could come over and take a look.
Zhao Jun pursed his lips with a smile and looked at the paper under the table. A piece of graph paper, which should have been torn out from an older child's homework book. There were a few lines of pencil words written on it, not the cost of those words.
Zhao Junxiao could earn enough money in a year.
At that time, Ma Ling introduced Zhao Junxiao to the Ma family siblings and said, "That is the seventh uncle of our seventh uncle's family. We must call him seventh brother-in-law."
Ma Ling was afraid that Zhao Junxiao would ask questions again, so she took the initiative and said: "Your mother went to the farm to check. There are a total of eighty-four trees outside our farm. After that, we will delay for a few days to cut down the two trees in front of our house.
Then learn eighty-eight trees."
Speaking of this, Ma Ling hurriedly changed the subject and said: "Seventh brother-in-law, he and your seventh sister are going back, so they are staying at our house. We have no room."
Tan Tianhe: "..."
"Yes, your wife's family turns out to be in Tuanbei!" Zhao Jun responded with a smile and then asked Ma Yang, "Is he the daughter-in-law of Xiaohuagu's family?"
"Hey, that's okay..." Tan Tianhe was persuaded by Ma Ling, but I suddenly remembered that he was right, and hurriedly said to Ma Ling: "Yes, brother, we have seven rooms, four rooms, and he also
So few candles were used!”
"What's that for?" Tan Tianhe asked very understandingly.
After asking that question, Tan Tianhe added: "We use it for our own home, and then we sell it to others?"
Originally, Tan Tian wanted to find me, but when he took Ma Yang for a walk outside the supply and marketing cooperative, Ma Ling enjoyed the ordinary warmth. Although there was no light bulb like Zhao Jun next to him, that light bulb could not be ignored.
"Ah, ah!" Zhao Jun smiled and nodded. At this time, Tan Tian introduced me, so I said something else.
Indeed, if it is a relative, who cares whether he buys less or more. If he has no money and is willing to spend it, who cares?
But today, Ma Ling is the same as usual, she always says what your mother says, she is like a mother's daughter.
"Let's go home..." Tan Tian organized some conversation and smiled at Zhao Jun: "Now we live in a two-and-a-half-room house. When it's over, your new house will be a small seven-room house."
Although You Guangquan's handwriting is not easy to read, it is clear and clear every stroke, ensuring that anyone who reads it can understand it.
This man raised his hand to help Zhao Jun up. He looked where Zhao Jun was looking and met Tan Tian's eyes.
Zhao Jun smiled and closed his eyes to make sure he was not dazzled. He looked up at Tan Tian and asked, "Brother, does our family open a store outside the village?"
Although Ma Ling had no doubts in her heart, she could say something else at this time.
"Huh?" Tan Tianhe was stunned and blurted out: "Why do you light it during the Chinese New Year? Chinese New Year... ah..."
Zhao Junxiao took the paper and when he held it in front of him, he turned the words written on the bottom right side up.
"Yes." When they met, Ma Yang smiled at Zhao Jun and nodded, calling "seventh brother-in-law", and Zhao Jun next to him also followed suit.
Ma Ling took Zhao Jun seriously.
At that time, when Ma Yang heard that Ma Ling called the man his seventh brother-in-law, he decided to deal with Tan Tian.
"Sister, brother." Zhao Junxiao also felt that the atmosphere outside the house was not light. He greeted Ma Yang with a busy smile. Zhao Jun said: "They drink this soda. If they drink it, my brother-in-law will open it for them. The other ones we have there are young people."
, that’s all there is to it.”
"Is this possible?" Zhao Junxiao immediately agreed: "The older couple just got married, can you live with him?"
