A red sun slowly rose from the edge of the blue sky.
Under the bright sunshine, the entire Xicao brigade seemed to be coated with a layer of golden paint. With smoke and birds, green trees, fences, earthen houses and fields, an intoxicating pastoral picture slowly unfolded.
"Clang clang clang!"
In a corner of the village, a dark-skinned peasant man rang the gong in his hand. This was Ren Qiang, the captain of the third team, Ren Lingling's father, and Yang Qing's father-in-law. One of the few people in the village standing there.
Big shot in the center of power.
He was holding the Pegasus cigarettes he just got from Chu Heng yesterday in his mouth. The 28 cents per box of filtered flue-cured cigarettes had a strong and special aroma, and smoking was particularly refreshing.
He used to be reluctant to buy these cigarettes, so when he went to commune meetings, he could get one or two cigarettes from commune cadres, and he didn't get them often.
And now, he has two of these at home, as well as a bottle of Quanxing Daqu that even the commune secretary is reluctant to drink, all of which are filial piety from his precious uncle.
Thinking of the envious and jealous eyes of the villagers when he was carrying his things home last night, the smile on Ren Qiang's dark face became stronger and his waist was much straighter than before.
This time, let me see, who dares to say that my daughter is a loser?
"call!"
Ren Qiang, who was proud of his father and his daughter, puffed out the fragrant smoke with a satisfied look on his face, slowly put away the gong, and while waiting for the members to come to work, he was thinking about going to his uncle to borrow a bicycle later.
Let's go to the commune and take a look around the agricultural machinery station, animal husbandry station, supply and marketing cooperative, etc., so that all those bitches can take a look at his uncle's new bicycle.
I envy them to death!
And as the gongs sounded one after another, the whole village was awakened at this time.
Cocks crow, dogs bark, horses neigh, and cows bray, mixed with the laughter of commune members who get up early to go to work, interweaving a vibrant symphony.
In Yang Guizhi's house, when she heard the sound of the gong, Yang Guizhi sat up from the quilt in a conditioned reflex and hurriedly got some clothes to put on her body.
However, when she saw the brand new clothes in her hands without a patch, she suddenly realized that she had left this impoverished village, and what kind of job was she still in?
She patted her forehead, cursing herself for being stupid, then turned her head to look in the direction of the next door room, a grateful smile appeared on her simple face, then quickly put on her clothes, and hurriedly went to the kitchen to check in with the room next door.
The young couple who treated her almost like a new child boiled water.
Yang Guizhi brought back some wood from outside, filled some water into the pot, and then stuffed some firewood into the stove. After lighting the fire, she gathered the things around the stove to prevent the fire from burning out.
I went to take care of it, and quietly went to the door of the next room and took a look. I saw that the two of them were sleeping soundly, so I didn't disturb them, wiped myself and left the house.
She was going to her third uncle's and grandpa's place to bring back the toiletries and take a look at what was prepared for breakfast. The two of them in the family were big eaters of fine grains. If things went wrong, she would order some noodles and cook them herself.
eat.
Not long after Yang Guizhi left, Chu Heng and his wife also woke up.
To be precise, she was awakened by urination. As Ni Yinghong's body became heavier and heavier, various common problems of pregnant women also appeared, such as lethargy, gluttony, edema, frequent urination, moodiness, etc. One after another, it was torture to death.
All.
After Chu Heng was awakened by his wife who had gotten up to go for a convenience, he put on his clothes uneasily and accompanied her to the hut. When he came back, Yang Guizhi happened to be back.
"You're awake. Then wash your face and brush your teeth quickly. Third Master has already cooked the food."
Yang Guizhi came back with a happy face, carrying a small bag, and a bright smile on her face. When she just went to her third uncle's grandpa's house, she met several old ladies in the village on the road, and was praised a lot.
"Okay."
Chu Heng took the small bag containing the toiletries with a smile, and with Yang Guizhi's attentive help, he got some hot water from the pot. After a quick wash with his wife, the three of them went out talking and laughing.
, went to the third uncle’s grandpa’s house.
They had not gone far when they met a group of children, some carrying bags or carrying baskets, walking noisily out of the village.
Seeing Chu Heng, two strangers who were well-dressed and good-looking, the children looked at them curiously and ran away shyly.
Ni Yinghong's group of little guys, who were all dirty and even half-clothed, curiously asked Yang Guizhi: "What are they going to do?"
"Going to kill pigs."
Yang Guizhi explained with a smile: "These children are too young and are not old enough to go to school. They are just idle at home. They gather some pig grass and bring it back to the pig pen to feed the pigs, and they can also mix in some delicious food."
"That's it."
Ni Yinghong nodded suddenly. She didn't think there was anything wrong with letting children work. These days, let alone rural areas, even children in the city picked up coal cores. When she was a child, she followed her brother to pick up coal cores.
, and even got into a fight over grabbing coal cores.
The three of them chatted and soon arrived at the third uncle's grandpa's house.
Yang Qing was squatting at the door of his home waiting to greet them. When he saw a few people coming, he quickly ran forward and enthusiastically welcomed them into the house.
The Yang family prepared a rich breakfast, not only large yellowed white flour steamed buns and thick white rice porridge, but also two side dishes, one with tofu mixed with green onions and one with shredded pork stir-fried with red porridge.
When Chu Heng and the others were seated, Mrs. Yang Qing, who had not gone to work because she had to prepare for her son's marriage, eagerly served a bowl of porridge to Xiao Ni and said with a smile: "The conditions in the countryside are not as good as those in the city, so don't dislike it."
"No way, this is much better than what we eat at home."
Ni Yinghong took the porridge with a smile. Her appetite was as good as ever. Tu Lulu drank two bowls of porridge and ate three large steamed buns.
After they had eaten and drank enough, some old people who did not have to work in the team came to Yang's house, ready to help clean up the house and prepare things that needed to be prepared for tomorrow's banquet in advance.
Ni Yinghong, who was pregnant with her belly, still wanted to help, but not to mention that Chu Heng couldn't agree, even the third uncle and grandpa didn't dare to, so they had to persuade him to go out.
"You're just helping me with your body? I think you're just adding to the trouble."
Chu Heng, dumbfounded, helped his wife out of Yang's house, while Yang Qing accompanied Wang on the side.
"Why can't I help? I can't do the hard work, and can't I do the sewing?" Little Ni gave her husband a charming look, walked out with steady steps, and walked away with her pointy lion head wrapped around her head.
At this time, many children gathered outside the Yang family, watching curiously around Volga. The brave ones even reached out and touched it.
"Go, go, hurry up and play. If the car crashes, you won't be able to afford the compensation if I sell it!"
Yang Qing hurried over and drove the child away.
"Oh, it's okay, Yang Qing, this car can't be so squeamish. Your brother usually kicks it with his feet, and there's nothing wrong with it." Ni Yinghong liked children and quickly pulled Yang Qing back. She looked timid.
The children who were farther away thought for a while and said to Chu Heng: "Hey, Chu Heng, I remember there were some candies left yesterday, right? Are they still in the box?"
