"It's okay, squeeze, squeeze, how can you let the child stand. -"
As he said this, Xue Laosan took out a piece of maltose and stuffed it into the little girl's tattered pocket. He had just bought it on the street. It was not that he liked it, but seeing the man cracking the maltose brought back past memories.
I just bought it for 50 cents, Shen Dian Dian and Boss.
The little girl was about seven or eight years old. It was summer, and she was wearing a well-fitting coat. Her face was red and her forehead was wet with sweat.
"Come on, sit outside by the window and enjoy the breeze!"
Xue Laosan stretched out his hand and carried the little girl to the position of the wind, "It's not a good idea to sit here and eat sweets. Don't cover the sweets. Don't melt the sweets and change the taste!"
"I won't eat it, leave it to my brother and sister to eat!"
The little girl shook her head and did not sit down. Perhaps after hearing Xue Laosan's words, she took out the maltose in her pocket and held it at the window to blow the air.
"Brother, you are so noble!"
"What is Gui Geng? My name is Zeng Wangcai!"
"I asked you how old you are!"
"Thirty-five, why, do you think I look old? I'm not a good farmer. There are many people eating at home, how can I not grow old?"
Xue Laosan was really shocked. The wrinkles on the face of the man in front of him were as deep as half of the chisel. Some people believed that he was fifty years old, but he never thought that he was only in his early thirties.
"Brother Zeng, this is your daughter. I just heard that she has younger brothers and sisters. What, you have three children?"
Xue Laosan probably guessed why the conditions of this family were difficult. If you have more than one child, you must have been fined a lot.
"I have a sister!" the little girl shouted.
Xue Xiang was completely speechless. The poorer he got, the poorer he got, and the poorer he got, the poorer he got. Although it was a strange circle, he could not get around the traditional barriers of family inheritance.
Seeing Xue Xiang's surprise, Zeng Wangcai said with a smile. "It's normal. We people work hard all our lives and never get old. We don't have anyone to provide for us until we die. I am lucky. Xue Laowu in Zhangjiazhuang gave birth to four children."
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Mom, I didn’t see anyone in charge. He was so worried that he almost jumped into the river. By the way, why did the eldest brother go to Dashu Village? Do you have any relatives? It doesn’t look like it. The way you dress and the cigarettes you smoke, you look like us.
That poor house in Shucun is not a good place to live!"
Xue Xiang said, "I heard that the scenery in Dashu Village is very beautiful. I'll go over there and take a look. I have nothing else to do. By the way, school has started. Why don't you, my little girl, go to school?"
Zeng Wangcai said, "Why go to school? How can I have the spare money? Girls are losers. Why do you have to study so much?"
"Now our six-year compulsory education in Dejiang is free of tuition and miscellaneous fees. It's not okay for children to be uneducated!"
Xue Laosan frowned. Farmer brothers are good at everything. They are hard-working and simple, but the only thing is that they lack foresight and have a deep-rooted stubbornness towards tradition.
Zeng Wangcai curled his lips and didn't know how to answer. He held it in for a long time and said, "Our girl doesn't like going to school!"
"I want to go to school!" Unexpectedly, the little girl chimed in. After speaking, she glanced at Zhong Zeng Wangcai carefully and quickly turned her head away.
"You're just going to school to play ball. I'm tired of eating and wearing clothes. You still want to go to school. You're killing me. You're a bitch!"
Zeng Wangcai's anger was endless.
Xue Laosan gave some advice and quickly changed the subject, "Brother Zeng, this fertilizer is for the brigade, right? It seems that your village is doing well. Many villages can't afford chemical fertilizers?"
When Xue Xiang was in charge of Shantun, the country had only begun to promote chemical fertilizers. Although it had been seven or eight years, the speed of promotion was still slow. It was not that the farmers did not see the benefits of chemical fertilizers, but that they could not make ends meet every year, and there was no money.
Go buy the precious item of fertilizer.
Although he is not in charge of agriculture in Dejiang, he is aware of it. The city is also promoting chemical fertilizers, but the effect is very mediocre. The reason is not that chemical fertilizers cannot increase production, but that no matter how much the people harvest, they will just make a fool of themselves.
I still paid it, and I still had to pay for fertilizer.
"Brother, are you joking? My grandson wants to use this chemical fertilizer. It is true that using chemical fertilizer can increase production, but no matter how much the production is increased, it will not be enough to repay the previous debts. The debts owed to the government are also owed, but this fertilizer comes from other people's factories.
, if you pull it back, you have to exchange it for something real. None of these officials are damn good!"
Zeng Wangcai cursed angrily.
After being scolded, Xue Laosan was not upset. He had no choice but to say that there were indeed bad elements in the group of officials. As the saying goes, a grain of mouse droppings ruins a pot of porridge. "What you said, can you still buy it by force?"
Forced sale?”
Zeng Wangcai curled his lips and smiled without answering.
He didn't answer, and Xue Laosan didn't press the question, so he changed the subject and asked about Dashu Village's population, harvest, and strange things in the village.
Zeng Wangcai was obviously a big talker. Xue Laosan came up with two little pandas. Along the way, this guy kept talking. He was the leader of the East family and the short-sightedness of the West family. He scolded the cadres and talked about the world. The conversation was in full swing.
It went by very quickly, and before I knew it, I entered the village.
Zeng Wangcai parked his car at a warehouse on the side, and a fat man with a red face came out. It was a hot summer, this guy was wearing a pair of brown pants, and he was holding a bottle of Erguotou in his hand. He was walking a little staggeringly, "Zeng Wangcai, you...
My mother's hands and feet are very fast, she brought the goods back to me so quickly, hurry up and unload them into the warehouse for me!"
"No, Director Song, we agreed that I would pull the goods back and finish it, but you still want me to unload it? This truck of fertilizer weighs several thousand kilograms, and I can't unload it!"
Zeng Wangcai jumped out of the car, patted the car door, and started walking.
"Who can unload it if you don't want to? Try walking away. Damn it, I've betrayed you. Believe it or not, I will be the first to sell it to your house. If you dare to leave today, I will drive my car to your house immediately. This
Just treat the ammonium car bicarbonate as what you bought!"
Director Song was leaning against a crooked tree and squinting at Zeng Wangcai.
Zeng Wangcai was so angry that veins appeared on his face, but he did not dare to move any further. When the little girl saw that her father was being bullied, she immediately cried loudly and was slapped on the butt by Zeng Wangcai.
, Wow wow wow, crying and running towards home.
"Brother Zeng, let's go and ignore him. I still have something to ask you!"
Xue Laosan stepped forward and pulled Zeng Wangcai.
Zeng Wangcai said, "Brother, you go back first. The third house in Dongtou is my house. My cousin must have prepared the meal early. You go and eat first. I will bring a bottle of wine back later and we brothers will have a good drink!"
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"Brother Zeng, let's go. He's just a village gangster. He also knows a few cadres in the government. We don't need to be afraid of him!"
Hearing Zeng Wangcai call the drunkard Director Song earlier, Xue Laosan guessed that this person was probably a village cadre. He couldn't lift up the elephant's legs. Since he couldn't reveal his identity, he had to say that he was in the government.
Have friends.
Little did he know that as soon as he finished speaking, Director Song threw the wine bottle at Xue Laosan.
"Fuck, what the hell, you are a toad swallowing the sky, you have such a loud tone, believe it or not, I will tie you up immediately!"
Director Song pointed at Xue Laosan and shouted loudly.
Zeng Wangcai panicked and said, "Director Song, calm down the fire, calm down the fire. My elder brother has some phlegm. Don't be like him. I'm unloading the truck. I'll unload the truck now!"
As he spoke, Zeng Wangcai opened the carriage, picked up the fertilizer on both sides, hummed, and moved towards the warehouse.
Xue Laosan shook his head and smiled bitterly, and had no choice but to follow suit, holding the two packages in one hand, and followed quickly.
Director Song had drunk some wine and was so full of courage that his balls ached from being idle. When Xue Laosan teased him, he was about to roll up his sleeves and give Xue Laosan a good look.
When he saw Xue Laosan holding up four bags of fertilizer and walking like flying, like a man twisting a lamp grass, the courage he had built up quickly disappeared again.
A package of fertilizer is not heavy, but it weighs about fifty kilograms. It is already very difficult for a strong man to lift two packages, but this guy can hold four packages with his armpits. With this kind of strength, Director Song asked himself whether he still has no strength.
I've seen it before, but I don't dare to go up and touch this brow.
Soon, Zeng Wangcai was caught up by Xue Laosan. When he saw Xue Laosan holding four bags at once, Zeng Wangcai was startled and said, "What the hell, brother, you are so strong."
, I am afraid that you are about to catch up with Wu Laoer from our village. Seeing that you are a gentle and quiet person, I didn’t expect you to be quite strong!"
Xue Laosan smiled and said, "Brother Zeng, who is the cadre of your village named Song? Even if he is the village party secretary, he will not be so arrogant!"
Just now I saw Zeng Wangcai calling the drunkard Director Song. Xue Laosan thought that this guy was the director of the village committee. Then he thought about it. According to the villagers' way of calling him, he would only call the director of the village committee, not the director.
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Zeng Wangcai put down the fertilizer, came close to Xue Xiang, and said in a pinched voice, "Brother, don't dare to speak loudly, damn, this guy named Song is the director of the political and legal committee of the village, and his brother-in-law is the head of the township. In our case,
In Dashu Village, this guy surnamed Song is more tyrannical than the secretary, so don’t get into trouble with him. If a strong dragon doesn’t overwhelm local cowards, I’m going to hurt you!"
Xue Laosan smiled and shook his head, waving his arms, "Nothing, I've been idle for a long time and I just want to relax."
With the help of Xue Laosan, the tractor unloaded the fertilizer very quickly. On the second trip, Xue Laosan simply stopped pressing his arms and legs, and instead piled the six bags together and carried them forward.
, he can empty it all at once.
Even so, Director Song was so shocked that he was mostly drunk.
In more than ten minutes, a tractor unloaded all the fertilizer. Xue Laosan wanted to say goodbye and go to the fields in Dashu Village, but Zeng Wangcai refused to let go and dragged him home.
The Zeng family's house is very dilapidated. The left part is made of bricks and tiles, which are slanted and seem to be about to collapse at any time. If you look closely, you can see that the beams in the hall are supported by three poles as thick as the mouth of a bowl. The half on the right seems to be
It had already collapsed, but it was actually an earth house, half brick and half earth. This was the first time Xue Laosan had seen it.
The house is very messy, but the yard is relatively neat, with shelves full of melons and fruits, and flocks of chickens and ducks. The little girl who came back earlier is dividing Xue Laosan's chunk of maltose between the two younger ones. Maybe the candy is too hard.
, the little girl took a pair of scissors, her face turned red, but she did not cut off even a tiny bit, and she was so anxious that she was sweating profusely. (To be continued...)