"Brother Shitou, this road must be too difficult."
On the swaying subway car, Yang Xiaotao picked up the kettle and took a sip of hot water, then handed it to Yang Shitou.
At this time, the two of them had been away from Sijiu City for more than half a day. There were few pedestrians on the road, and the road had changed from a flat dirt road to bumpy roads. The speed could not be increased, and the donkey cart was still bumpy.
After the founding of the People's Republic of China, many infrastructures were not yet complete, even around the Forty-Nine Cities.
It was Yang Xiaotao's first time traveling far away. He was used to asphalt roads and cement roads. Driving on such dirt roads was simply a torture.
"It's okay, that's good. It used to be more difficult to get to our Zhuangzi!"
Yang Shitou took a sip of water and looked at the kettle in his hand, full of curiosity.
This thing is not available in their village. Everyone usually uses wooden barrels to fill water when they work. When they are thirsty, they use ladles to drink water. It's okay in summer, but in autumn it's cool to drink.
He sent the kettle back and looked at the things in the car like a treasure.
Especially the bag of bright red flesh and blood. I learned from Yang Xiaotao that he bought these with money tickets.
He didn't know whether it was true or not, he just thought it was life in the city and was envious of it.
According to him, this pile of meat weighed at least ten kilograms, and he heard that there was mutton and beef in it, which made his stomach churn.
Finally, there was the wine at Yang Xiaotao's feet. Yang Shitou licked his lips again. The wine his grandfather brought home last time was divided among several grandfathers. He could only pick up the bottom of a bottle, fill it with loose wine and drink it to his heart's content.
I was thinking to myself, with so much wine, why should I get two bottles?
At noon, neither of them ate, mainly because they were too bumpy to eat.
Yang Xiaotao looked at the sun, took out a handful of toffees and handed them to Yang Shitou.
Good stuff again.
Yang Shitou's eyes shone, he wiped it with his hands and took it carefully.
"Xiao Tao, your candy is so sweet."
He took the toffee from Yang Xiaotao and counted eight of them carefully. After eating one, he put the rest in his pocket.
Go home and give one to your partner, I'm sure...
Yang Xiaotao nodded, "Brother Shitou, when will we arrive?"
Yang Shitou looked around, "We've walked most of the way, and we'll reach Qujia Zaohu in a while. After Zaohu, we'll reach Qinjia Village, and then Gaojiazhuang. After five miles, we'll reach our village!"
Yang Shitou counted several villages along the way, and several local images emerged in Yang Xiaotao's mind.
A river, big willow trees, slopes, mountains.
The memories of his predecessor made Yang Xiaotao feel a little homesick at this moment.
Taking a deep breath, I followed the donkey cart with my eyes, looking at the gray and barren land around me, and looking at the strange era.
Seeing Yang Xiaotao's silence, Yang Shitou thought it might have brought back memories, so he said to Xiao Tao, "Xiao Tao, you have to stay here for two days when you return to the village this time."
"You are the only one who has grown up together, so you have to tell everyone about the things in the city."
Yang Xiaotao nodded, and several familiar and unfamiliar names came to his mind.
At this point, Yang Shitou was a little embarrassed, feeling that it was unjustifiable not to tell him that Yang Xiaotao had taken so many benefits.
But thinking of the sternness of the grandpa, he finally just said from the side, "Xiao Tao, the village has prepared a big gift for you."
Yang Xiaotao wondered, what else could the village give him?
He wanted to ask clearly, but Yang Shitou turned his head and swung his whip, looking like he couldn't tell.
Yang Xiaotao was aroused by this part of the sentence.
What the village can bring out is nothing more than food and supplies.
No need to think about money.
besides.
Yang Xiaotao suddenly trembled and said, "Isn't it for a wife?"
Yang Shitou was startled by Yang Xiaotao's sudden voice, but after hearing it, he didn't say anything and continued on his way.
But this look only strengthened Yang Xiaotao's guess.
My heart suddenly became entangled. If I really asked for a wife, should I take it or not?
The wheels of the cart crunched against the soil, and the people on the cart came to a river with tangled thoughts.
Not far away, a few half-grown men were jumping on the ice, looking so hot that even the north wind was getting hot.
The car stopped, Yang Shitou broke the ice on the river and let the donkey follow him to drink water, while Yang Xiaotao walked to the river.
"Brother Shitou, this is not the river in our village, right?"
After recalling it carefully, he said.
"Well, this is a small river. It passes through Qinjia Village. There is a big river between our village and Gaojiazhuang, upstream and downstream."
Yang Shitou picked up his belt, pulled the donkey back to the cart, took a small handful of fried beans from the cart, and fed it carefully.
Yang Xiaotao watched from the sidelines. He had seen a donkey when he was a child, but he had never raised one at home, and he didn't know the donkey's habits.
Seeing his interest, Yang Shitou introduced him.
"This black skin belongs to the village collective, but it is raised in my house. I am given ten kilograms of soybeans a month, and the rest goes to the fields to graze."
"Although it is not tall, it is a good hand at pulling carts and grinding. In our village, it is the only one who pulls carts!"
Speaking of donkeys, Shitou became a little addicted and talked more and more. Yang Xiaotao also listened and listened. The two of them seemed to have a common topic, talking and laughing.
The car started again, and this time the well-fed Heipi walked more energetically. Perhaps it was because he was getting closer to the village, the road was getting better, and the car was not so bumpy.
The car arrived at the end of the village and slowly walked in. A man who was sweeping the street looked up.
"Stone, what are you doing?"
The man had a loud voice and shouted loudly while leaning on a headless sweeping pole.
Yang Shitou raised his voice, "Brother Dazhu, you have gone to the city to pick someone up!"
As the car approached, several people nearby looked over and their eyes widened.
The things installed on the car are all good things, especially the smell of meat with a sharp nose, which makes me envious.
"Xiao Tao, this is Qu Shuanzhu, the team leader of Zaohu Village!"
"Brother Dazhu, this belongs to Xiaotao, my uncle Gen!"
"Brother Dazhu!"
Yang Shitou did not stop, and Yang Xiaotao also said hello in the car.
"I'm going back to the village to celebrate the New Year. I bought a lot of things!"
Qu Dazhu asked enviously as he looked at the things in the car. Yang Xiaotao smiled and replied, "Yeah. I will spend this year at home!"
This chapter is not over yet, please click the next page to continue reading the exciting content! As the car moved forward, more and more people greeted Yang Shitou. From time to time, people asked, and Yang Shitou introduced them with a smile. The car was full of attractions.
The look he received filled him with a sense of honor.
Especially the young daughter-in-law whom I met in the village, her eyes changed when she saw the two people in the car, and she did not hesitate to inquire about their situation in person.
This made Yang Xiaotao sure that the village was looking for a wife for him.
The car left Qujia Zaohu and passed Qinjia Village after another five or six miles. However, this time Yang Shitou did not take the main road, but took a small road outside the village.
Yang Xiaotao thought it was a shortcut, so he didn't ask.
Just when he waited in front of a row of houses and saw a familiar figure standing at the door, Yang Xiaotao suddenly understood the profound meaning of Yang Shitou.
He kept his body upright, moved the things in the car to a conspicuous place, and cooperated as expected.
"Hey, isn't this my third uncle? He's basking in the sun."
Yang Shitou shouted to an old man squatting on the top of a house to bask in the sun.
The old man was in his forties or fifties, wearing a patched cotton-padded jacket, with a chicken's nest on his head, and an old face covered with weather.
Hearing Yang Shitou's shout, the old man raised his head and looked over. There was a bit of panic in his cloudy eyes, but he steeled himself and stood up slowly.
"It's a small stone!"
"Ah, I just went to the city to bring my brother back."
Yang Shitou raised his voice and attracted the attention of several other people sunbathing and watching the fun.
Yang Xiaotao looked at the old man in front of him. This man was Qin Huairu's third uncle.
The Qin family is considered a big family in the village, and together with the Yang family in Yangjiazhuang, this surname accounts for more than 80% of the population.
Qin Huairu's father's generation has four brothers, in addition to two aunts.
Qin Huairu's father is the second eldest son, and the one sitting here is the third eldest son.
Originally, the relationship between the Qin family and the Yang family was pretty good, otherwise they would not have introduced Qin Huairu to Yang Xiaotao.
But now, not only the relationship between the two families has broken down, but it has also reached a freezing point.
This is another manifestation of clan power. If you offend a family, you may offend the entire village.
"We've been walking for a long time, and the car is too heavy, which almost delayed our time!"
As Yang Shitou said this, he slowed down the car and deliberately waited in front of the people, "It will tire out my donkey."
The people around him were neither deaf nor blind, so they could naturally hear the pride in these words and see what was in the car.
At first glance, they are all things worthy of envy.
Especially the conspicuous meat and wine, which are considered luxuries in rural areas.
"So many things? Do they all belong to the Yang family?"
People on the side asked, but Yang Xiaotao didn't say anything. Yang Shitou had already started to show off.
"But, my brother is a worker in a steel rolling mill, and he earns fifty yuan a month."
"Oils, grains, rice and noodles are issued by the state, and food and clothing are all in the factory. Isn't it easy to buy these things?"
"This time when I go home to celebrate the New Year, I naturally have to be filial, right?"
Yang Shitou became more and more enthusiastic as he talked. Yang Xiaotao looked at the people on his left and right calmly. At this time, the young girls and wives in the distance also came to watch the fun and quickly kicked the car clasp. Yang Shitou understood.
"Stop talking, I'm in a hurry to go home, let's go!"
Yang Shitou didn't give anyone the time to envy him. When it came to the whip, there was a crisp sound, and the donkey cart accelerated and passed through the alley.
After the donkey cart left, the discussion started.
"Fifty dollars a month, my God."
Some people sighed with emotion, and the people on the side had some knowledge and spoke quickly.
"What's the point? People say that for workers, fifty yuan is less, but those with more can earn more than one hundred yuan."
The people around me gasped again. One hundred yuan. It would be a great gift for them to have thirty or forty yuan in a year.
"No wonder I bought so many things. The meat is so big and there is so much wine."
"Not only that, but also flour. Didn't you see the watch on that kid's hand?"
There are different opinions, all of them are envious.
Suddenly, someone said, "The Yang family is a city boy. He looks very polite. I wonder if he has a partner?"
"Probably not. Otherwise, I wouldn't have come back to celebrate the New Year alone!"
"I heard that Qin Lao Er's daughter is also married to a city man. Do you think that the Yang family boy is so capable, and the one she found can't be even more powerful?"
What happened between the Yang family and the second eldest son of the Qin family has long been known to the neighbors in the village.
He understood Yang Shitou's purpose of not taking the main road and going around here.
But they are really envious.
After saying this, everyone looked at Qin Laosan.
At this moment, Qin Laosan's dry yellow face was a little red. He looked around and got up and walked home.
"That's awesome. The child gave birth to a baby. Qin Lao Er went to the hospital but was kicked back. He didn't even eat anything. He didn't live a good life at that time!"
Some people knew that the inside story had been revealed, and some people were immediately surprised, "No way, we are all workers, how can we do this?"
"Why can't it be possible? People may be tall or short, and trees may be strong. That family is not that powerful. I guess even in the factory, they are just a little bitch!"
When the discussion came, Qin Laosan's face became even more ugly, and he lowered his head and walked into the house.
"father!"
As soon as I entered the door, I was stopped by a girl.
The girl is wearing a floral jacket, with two long braids on her head made of red hair, and her big eyes are full of smiles.
"Did they say someone from the city came? Where is he?"
The girl's voice was clear and she hurriedly grabbed it and asked.
Qin Laosan naturally knew his daughter's purpose. He just wanted to see his cousin get married in the city, so he also wanted to run to the city!
It's just that I was scolded behind my back just now, and I was in a bad mood. I didn't say anything, just waved my hand and left the house.
When the girl saw her father like this, she quickly ran to the door and looked around. When she found that there was no trace of her father, she stamped her foot angrily.
"If I had known better, I wouldn't have braided my hair!"