"This guy Liu Guangqi is getting married on the 13th. How much money should we give him?"
Yi Zhonghai, who was eating, took two shredded pickles and returned them to his mouth, chewed them and replied: "Just give it 1 yuan, it would be outrageous to pay less. In addition to being neighbors in the courtyard, Lao Liu and I also have co-workers.
The relationship is there."
"I guess the Liu family doesn't care about your 1 yuan. They are playing with bicycles and sewing machines in the yard every day. I heard from Liu's wife that the department store will send a radio tomorrow."
"Even if he gets a plane, I will give him 1 yuan as a gift."
The aunt snorted with her nose and threw the broken basket on the bed.
"There is a needle! How many times have I told you not to throw it away!"
"The needle is on the line and can't prick you."
Yi Zhonghai put down his chopsticks and went to smoke a cigarette. The aunt was packing the dishes and her words were a bit complaining.
"This afternoon Dongxu's mother brought Huairu to our house. He said he wanted our two families to be brought together to be part of the Liu family."
"Huh...this hole can't be opened."
"That's what I told the two of them. No matter what, Dongxu has long been the head of a family and a business. Can't their family afford 20 cents? Our two families say that Potian is a master-student relationship. What you drink is apprentice tea.
It's not the wine that my godson knelt down to toast. How can you be so affectionate and reasonable and join our family? If this matter spreads out and makes the neighbors laugh, I'm just annoyed that their family can't take advantage of it."
"Dang! Dang-dang-dang..." Yi Zhonghai knocked the pipe pot in his hand against the spittoon.
"Say less, I'll just say one sentence, and you're waiting for me with ten sentences. If you have nothing else to do, go get me a basin of water to wash my feet. Every day, I see that you are just busy at home.
.”
"The street office asked you three to pull sweet potato vines tomorrow afternoon."
"I've known this for a long time."
"I remembered that there was a 1,000 yuan savings bank deposit slip in the cabinet at home. I didn't see it when I was drying the quilt today. Did you take it and use it?"
"Lao Sun was in urgent need a few days ago, so I lent him the money."
The aunt nodded without thinking much, and then asked with some hesitation in her voice, holding the bowl: "What do you think of today's meal?"
Yi Zhonghai smacked the taste in his mouth, pursed his lips and replied: "It's not bad, the shredded pickles are good."
"That was delivered yesterday by Zhu Zhu."
"Why is he bringing things to our house?"
"I'll just eat it for you. Is it going to poison you? Zhuzhu's family doesn't lack a house to live in. If I poison you, you can get a house. Besides, what kind of skills can you, a fitter, give me? It's just that Zhuzhu's family didn't have one two days ago.
I opened the fire and asked him to eat a bowl of noodles. He felt sorry for himself, so he sent two pickle dumplings to our house, which was just a walk between neighbors."
"call…"
"call…"
Yi Zhonghai took two puffs of dry cigarette, knowing in his heart what his wife meant. He said meaningfully in the direction of Shazhu's house: "Let's take a look."
The aunt put the cleaned dishes back into the chest of drawers, took off her apron and dusted the dirt on her pants.
Far away under a cliff somewhere in the mountains.
"Dong dong dong...huh?"
Zhou Wenzhong heard a dull sound coming from a distance of about 30 centimeters underground. He clenched the wooden stick in his hand and took out some of it, then hammered it down with all his strength this time.
"Cough..."
"I'm sorry!"
The sound of a rotten wooden box being smashed was accompanied by a penetrating sound, reaching directly through the wooden sticks to Zhou Wenzhong's heavenly spirit cover.
"Danglang..."
Zhou Wenzhong threw the wooden stick in his hand on the ground and quickly took out a flashlight from the space. Unscrew the handle and pour out the dry battery inside, put it in his mouth and bite it gently with his teeth. Then he put the battery with teeth marks in it.
go back.
Muttering curse words, Zhou Wenzhong jumped on one leg, looking for a place to hang a flashlight in the cliff cave of only 5 square meters in front of him.
Many jars have been dug out of the ground these days, and they contain the bones of two generations of Qing people, the poor people themselves.
Jumping off the cliff again and again was met with disappointment again and again, and that feeling made Zhou Wenzhong's inner defense almost collapse.
Using the yellowish light of the flashlight to return to the previous place, Zhou Wenzhong slowly relaxed his left leg, squatted down, and placed his right leg flat on the ground.
During these days of high-intensity cliff jumping work, Zhou Wenzhong's right ankle was injured twice. Because it was not treated in time, it has now become swollen to the size of his knee.
"You must let me see the wooden box...I want gold...I want gold collar..."
Zhou Wenzhong held the small shovel from Yanbu Gui's house in his hand, kneeled on the ground with his left leg, stretched his right leg straight back, and started digging the ground with his butt sticking out...
Inside the Xu family in the backyard of the courtyard.
Xu's mother placed the warm wine cup in front of Xu Fugui and sat on the stool with her daughter Xu Huiling between her legs.
"I've told you so many times! Don't play with their second daughter. Look, your hair is infested with lice again!"
"mom!"
Xu's mother raised her hand and slapped Xu Huiling lightly on the butt, grabbing her crotch with both hands and turning it at an angle.
"Lower your head!"
"oh."
Xu's mother took a comb and started to comb Xu Huiling's hair. Xu Fugui watched this scene happily. He turned to look at his son Xu Damao, with his hands folded on his chest, looking very depressed. He was staring in front of him.
The soup bowl was in a daze.
"It's too dark in our house to see. We have to wait until daybreak to scrape out the lice."
Xu's mother ignored her man's reminder, picked up the hair grate she had combed and put it in front of the electric light to look at it. She squeezed her eyes hard but couldn't see anything. She was so angry that she threw the grate on the chest of drawers, raised her hand and pointed at it again.
Xu Huiling's butt was spanked twice.
"I want you to be disobedient! Go and boil the water by yourself. Use washing powder to wash your hair later."
Xu Huiling rubbed her butt and complained: "Oh, but the washing powder is too hot."
"Perm? Why don't you think about perming your scalp when you are playing with her? If you don't use washing powder, just use Liuliu powder. You can choose one yourself."
"Then use washing powder. Liuliu powder smells too bad."
"If you stand still here, can the water boil on its own? Why don't you hurry up and boil the water!"
"oh."
Seeing her daughter walking out of the main room carrying a kettle, Xu's mother clapped her hands and sat back at the dining table.
"Da Mao, why don't you eat?"
"Not hungry!"
"There are still people who are not hungry these days? Darling, that's really rare."
Xu's mother looked at her man and wanted him to explain. Xu Fugui tilted his head towards the Liu family opposite.
"Hey! What did I think was going on? I've seen the guy Liu Guangqi from across the street is looking for."
Hearing what his mother said, Xu Damao took out his hands and supported the dining table and asked, "How does his wife look like?"
"Pah!" Xu's mother slapped Xu Damao on the head.
"No matter how good-looking you are, you are still someone else's wife! Look at what you look like, you have the same virtues as your father."
Xu Fugui angrily threw his chopsticks on the plate, picked up the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp, then slammed it on the dining table and said, "What's my business here! Just take care of your son, don't take me with you!"
"snort."
"Mom, what does Liu Guangqi's partner look like?"
"He looks like an ordinary person, with one nose and two eyes."
"Aren't you talking nonsense? Have you seen it before? My son is asking you!"
"I've seen it before, and my appearance is acceptable. Fortunately, my daughter has a formal job there. But she's a bit taller. She's only half a head taller than our Huiling, a little over 1.5 meters at best. Father Xiongxiong is one,
You have to remember the principle of mother-in-law, mother-in-law, and mother-in-law."
"snort!"
After hearing this, Xu Fugui felt that he was insulted. He picked up the wine glass and drank it down in one gulp, squinting at his wife, who was half a head taller than him.
"I know how to show off in the courtyard all day long. Looking at their family's appearance, I thought he was marrying a fairy from some family."
Hearing that Liu Guangqi's partner was average-looking, Xu Damao's mood instantly improved. He took out a cool black steamed bun from the basket, broke it off and soaked it in the stick noodle porridge.
Xu Fugui looked at his wife and licked his lips in the direction of Xu Damao. Xu's mother nodded understandingly.
"After taking the Liu family's money, who's turn will it be next?"
Xu Fugui cooperated and said, "Who else could it be? I guess it's that guy named Silly Zhu."
"Huh? Bang!" The steamed bun in Xu Damao's hand fell into the porridge, he slapped the table with both hands and stood up, pointing in the direction of the central courtyard.
"Why are you a stupid pillar?"
"sit down!"
"Isn't it appropriate for Silly Zhu to marry a wife at his age? These days, I feel that the old lady in the backyard is a little restless. I guess she is a little anxious after seeing Liu Guangqi marrying his wife. She drags Lao Yi to talk nonsense to his wife.
I want to introduce someone to Shazhu."
The fire in Xu Damao's heart was raised again. Anyone else could marry a wife, but Silly Zhu alone couldn't! If he wanted to marry, he had to be ranked behind himself.
"Silly Zhu is just a stinky cook and still wants to marry a wife?"
"That person is a cook, a member of the eighth family! Besides, I'm already 25 years old. Isn't it right to marry a wife? Whose family is doing well now? The chef industry is very popular these days."
"Then I'm still a projectionist!"
"So what if you're a projectionist? Watching movies will make people less hungry?"
"Then I am still the third uncle in the courtyard!"
"Shut up now, you're talking as if you can marry two wives just because you are the third uncle."
"Then I...I..."
Xu's mother arranged her clothes and asked: "Why do you start to stutter when you speak? Besides, why are you in a hurry? Who said that we don't need to worry about getting married? Who said that we don't need to worry about getting married? They also said that there is no rush to get married, saying that we have to wait until we pass the exam to be a level 7 projectionist.
Let’s talk about marriage again.”
"squeak…"
The wooden door of the hall opened, and Xu Huiling walked in, shaking off the water stains on her hands.
"I put the kettle on the stove. Brother, aren't you hungry? I didn't eat enough just now."
"Eat, eat, eat, you know how to eat, take it and eat it!"
Xu Huiling noticed something was wrong in the atmosphere in the main room and walked into the bedroom holding the soup bowl in both hands.
Xu's mother asked: "Then what do you mean now? Are you looking for a partner?"
Xu Damao picked up the cigarette that his father had placed on the dining table, lit it, thought for a while and said, "It's okay to find a partner, but I have to take at least a few advantages."
"That's right!"
Xu's mother put down her clothes and ran over, carrying a stool and sitting next to Xu Damao.
"Tell mom what kind of daughter you want. Mom will help you ask later. We have to agree first. A girl with a rural household registration is definitely not suitable!"
"Huh...didn't you hear what your son just said? He still wants to take advantage!"
Xu's mother waved her hand and said, "Don't talk to your father, just tell me what kind of daughter you are looking for, right?"
"First of all, the appearance should not be bad. It is best to have a family with some money. If you don't have money, you have to be someone who can establish a relationship with the leader. It is best to have a formal job, and she must be virtuous and virtuous.
There is no need for me to do any work at home."
After hearing this, Xu Fugui smiled happily and nodded. His son had grown up.
Xu's mother took a few deep breaths, patted her son's shoulder encouragingly and said, "Go to bed if you're not hungry. You can have everything in your dreams."
"Ah? Then... what kind of things can I find? Mom, you have also seen the world in wealthy families. What kind of things do you think I can find?"
Xu's mother did not directly answer her son's question. After thinking for a moment, she said: "I will try my best to follow the requirements you mentioned and go back to the house to sleep."
When Xu Damao walked to the door of the bedroom, he turned around and warned him again.
"We must hurry up before Silly Zhu gets married!"
"knew."
Xu's mother heard the closing sound and started clearing the table, not caring whether Xu Fugui had eaten enough.