For the next week, Zhao Fengzhu slept in the south room.
Li Xiu'e was originally worried that Jing Gen would disturb Jin Bao's sleep, but she didn't expect that with the two children sleeping in the same bed, Jing Gen never cried for night milk at night.
During the day, when Xiao Jinggen would cry hysterically for no reason, as long as Jin Bao hugged him, he would stop crying immediately. It was like a panacea.
Zhao Fengzhu felt that Xiao Jinbao was really amazing.
During this time of sleeping with Jinbao, her mental state has improved a lot and her skin has become brighter.
In comparison, Su Erzhuang's situation seems not to be good.
In the past, Fengzhu's voice could be heard in his ears whenever he came home, but now she ignored him at all. He felt particularly uncomfortable without his wife's nagging voice.
"Mom, can you let Fengzhu go back to my room to sleep at night?" After dinner, Su Erzhuang pulled his mother aside and whispered, as if he was a thief.
Li Xiu'e smiled and said: "What's going on with you and your wife recently? Can't you just tell Fengzhu this directly? Why do you want me to pass the message in between? I'm not your microphone."
"Fengzhu is angry with me. She ignores me no matter what I say to her recently."
"Didn't you think she talked too much before? Now she's fine. Her ears are finally clear. You should be happy, right?"
Knowing that his mother was sarcastic about him, Su Erzhuang scratched his head and said, "Mom, please don't bury me!"
"I'm not talking about you, Erzhuang, your daughter-in-law is actually quite good. I think she's much better than that little widow. Has that little widow ever lived with you? What has she done for you? You feel like this
Thinking of her?"
"I...I didn't think about her..."
Li Xiu'e shook her head helplessly, "If you insist on saying you haven't thought about it, then just don't think about it."
She then added: "Let me tell you something from my experience, no matter how good wild flowers are, they are not as good as domestic flowers.
If you have time to think about the little widow, why not think more about your wife? Think about how difficult it was for us in 1959! She fought with He Daniu from the village for two sweet potatoes. Oh, at that time I
I think your wife is really amazing."
1959 was the most difficult time of my life. God seemed to be trying to make things difficult for the farmers. It rained for two whole months, and all the wheat in the fields rotted. The smell of rot was so unpleasant, it was like soaked corpses.
water.
There was nothing to eat, and people began to die one after another in the village, mostly the elderly and children.
The places on the mountain where things could grow had been plowed over dozens of times, until the ground was turned to pieces.
The whole family was so hungry that they had no strength. Fengzhu carried two-year-old Jungen out of the house early in the morning and went up the mountain with a small hoe to dig in the soil, hoping to dig out some food.
She was also lucky that day, and she actually dug out two sweet potatoes from the ground. Unexpectedly, she met He Daniu, who snatched her sweet potatoes away. The two of them fought over each other for a long time, and she injured him with a hoe.
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Su Erzhuang couldn't believe it when he heard it.
His wife is weak-boned and petite, less than 1.6 meters tall. He Daniu is a big man, nearly 1.8 meters tall. Although she has lost weight due to hunger, she is much bigger than Fengzhu.
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But the fact is that Fengzhu beat He Daniu...
Su Erzhuang squeezed into the crowd and heard Fengzhu saying that no one could take away her sweet potatoes.
"Did you see that? If anyone dares to steal my things again, I will chop off their heads!"
Back home, Fengzhu steamed two sweet potatoes, ate one for herself and her two children, and gave the other to him...
"You are my man, you have to eat enough. If you don't eat enough, who will support me?"
If his mother hadn't mentioned it, Su Erzhuang would have forgotten about it.
A feeling of self-blame and guilt came over me.
He suddenly wanted to hear Fengzhu chatting with him, no matter what he said...
When she walked to the south room, Zhao Fengzhu was playing with Jinbao in her arms.
"Jinbao, this skirt is so beautiful. Aunt Xiaoqing made it for you, right? She has really good hands. In fact, the second aunt's hands are also very good. I am the best at making shoes. When I was at my parents' house, the whole family's
I paid for all the shoes by myself."
Su Jungen didn't believe it, "Mom, why have I never seen you pick up shoes? My grandma made these shoes for me."
"I was afraid of putting away my shoes. I didn't put away my shoes properly before. My mother whipped me with a donkey whip and forced me to put away my shoes at night. She didn't let me light an oil lamp. I could only put away my shoes under the moon. Then I saw
The needles and needles hurt my eyes."
Speaking of this, Zhao Fengzhu looked at Jinbao's shoes and said, "I'll make a pair of tiger-head shoes for Jinbao tomorrow. These shoes are not as fashionable and beautiful as your little leather shoes, but they are more comfortable to wear on your feet."
Jinbao shook his head, "Second Aunt's eyes hurt and she doesn't want to make shoes..."
Zhao Fengzhu smiled and said to her son: "Jungen, you can learn from your sister Jinbao, how much do you know how to care for others?"
After saying that, she touched little Jinbao's head and said, "My eyes hurt when I make shoes for others, but I don't want to do it, but I am happy when I make shoes for Jinbao."
She can not only collect shoes, but also embroider. The pair of embroidered shoes she got married was made by herself.
Just when I was thinking about whether to embroider rabbits or tigers on the shoes for Jin Bao, a "phoenix pearl" sound was heard not far away.
"Dad!" Su Jungen ran to his father, "Mom is going to make shoes for Jinbao. I also want my mother to make a pair for me."
Su Erzhuang patted his son's head and said, "Didn't you hear that your mother is afraid of touching needles? You wear these shoes well. If they are damaged, I will mend them for you."
"Ah? Dad, do you know how to mend shoes?" The boy lowered his head, "You didn't mend your own shoes even if they were worn out."
Su Erzhuang pulled back his open-toed right foot in embarrassment, "It burst when I was helping to move things in the morning. Didn't I have time to repair it?"
"Dad, what are you doing here? Do you want to talk to mom?" Su Jungen asked and smiled mischievously, "But mom said she doesn't want to talk to you, so you'd better not come and get in trouble.
The person I hate the most right now is you."
Su Erzhuang raised his hand and knocked his son on the head, "You brat..."
While speaking, he subconsciously looked in the direction of Fengzhu and saw that she deliberately turned her head away from him.
"Fengzhu, let's stop like this, okay? If you have something to say clearly, it's not a problem if you keep ignoring me."
Before Zhao Fengzhu could speak, her son helped her and said: "Dad, what you said is wrong. You used to ignore your mother a lot. Sometimes for three days, sometimes for five days, your mother said a few words too much. You
Still angry with her."
"It was all my fault before. Now I think clearly. It is wrong to deliberately ignore people."
Su Erzhuang took his wife's hand and said, "Why don't you go back to my room to sleep tonight? Hua Hua and I don't feel comfortable sleeping together, and I'm always afraid of crushing him. I also like to kick the quilt at night. Even though it's summer, I still can't sleep.
I catch cold easily, but you used to help me cover myself with a quilt..."
Zhao Fengzhu originally wanted to ask him to find the vixen he was thinking about to cover him up with the quilt.
Opening her mouth, she suddenly felt that there was no point in speaking, and it was just nonsense.
"I don't want to sleep with you anymore, and I don't want to cover you with a quilt anymore."
Zhao Fengzhu withdrew her hand and said coldly: "If you still want to live this day, don't talk to me anymore. We will just live like this. If you don't want to live anymore, then think about what we should do? Think about it.
Come out, tell me."
He didn't expect that she would be so indifferent to him. Su Erzhuang felt that his chest was extremely tight and his whole body felt uncomfortable.
"Fengzhu, what's wrong with you? What do you want from me...I..."
Su Erzhuang suddenly felt a sharp pain in his abdomen. He clutched his stomach and fell to the ground.
Seeing him curled up and shaking in pain, Zhao Fengzhu was startled, "What's wrong with you, Erzhuang? Why are you so hot?"