Huo Fengyan was still carrying a hoe in his hand, and he had already completely adapted to the Xu family's pace of life after just a few days here.
He lowered his head slightly and said politely, "Sorry to bother Grandpa, I'll stay here tonight."
"It's nothing to trouble. Just don't take it too seriously. I'll go back and make the bed for you. You can come and stay at night." Xu Dongru waved her hand, as if she was absolutely not polite.
Jiang Xiao has been in the village for so long and has become familiar with the Xu family. He pretends to be familiar with it, "Grandpa, I sleep with Si Ran every day. Why don't you call me to come and live here?"
Xu Dongru snorted, and the little old man's face was full of arrogance, "Who told you to say that the things my granddaughter gave me are not good as soon as we meet? You don't speak well and give people a bad first impression."
Jiang Xiao said helplessly, "Grandpa, how long has this been going on?"
The old man ignored him and inquired enthusiastically about Huo Fengyan's personal information, including his name, where he lived, and how many people there were in his family. When old people in the village met young strangers, they would ask questions as if they were checking their household registration book. Most young people are quite disgusted.
Huo Fengyan also answered them one by one.
Xu Dongru asked again what kind of job she was doing, how much her salary was, and whether she would have a pension when she got old?
At this time, Xu Qingzhi grabbed her grandfather and said, "The bayberry wine in the house is brewed and it's quite delicious. Grandpa, would you like some?"
If she didn't stop her, her grandfather would still ask countless questions.
Xu Dongru stopped asking and said, "You can keep the delicious food for yourselves, but Grandpa won't drink it."
"I brewed a lot, come and try it." Xu Qingzhi directly pulled him into the house, poured him a glass of bayberry wine, and poured another glass each for Jiang Xiao and Huo Fengyan.
They have been weeding the flat land in the back hill this afternoon, which has been quite hard.
Xu Qingzhi didn't let them go, but they insisted on going.
Especially Jiang Xiao, who has been rushing around for work for some reason recently, as if he wants to drain all the energy out of himself.
In the past, he came only after Wen Shanshan came.
Jiang Xiao has been coming every day lately, and he has taken away a lot of the work that Xu Qingzhi was supposed to do.
"This wine is delicious." Xu Dongru drinks a lot, and this fruit wine is not strong, so he drank it in three or four sips. "The bayberry fruit is good, and the wine tastes good. Your sister-in-law used to love it.
She drinks fruit wine and also likes to make her own wine. At that time, she grew her own grapes and the wine she made was also very delicious."
Xu Qingzhi remembered that children were not allowed to drink alcohol at home until they reached adulthood.
However, fruit wine with low alcohol content is an exception. The wine made by my sister-in-law is 90% fruity and 10% alcoholic, which is particularly delicious.
Later, when she became an adult, she bought a lot of wine outside, but none of them tasted like the fruit wine brewed by her sister-in-law in her memory. The wines she bought were more alcoholic, and she didn't like to drink them.
This is also one of the reasons why Xu Qingzhi was homesick and decided to make wine in the world of immortality. She tasted it once as a child and could never forget it, so she mixed it herself.
There is also rice wine. The rice wine brewed by my sister-in-law’s family is also relatively light in flavor and can be regarded as sweet wine. However, people in Taoshui Village like to call it rice wine uniformly and there is no such thing as sweet wine.
Some of the rice wines bought outside taste strong and some are light, but none of them taste as good as the ones brewed by my sister-in-law.
"Qingzhi, I'm leaving first." When Xu Dongru thought of her little daughter, she felt uneasy again, "I'll go to your sister-in-law's house."
Xu Qingzhi stopped him, "It's so far away, I'll ride a tricycle to take you there."
"No need to send me off, it's only a short walk away. My legs have become stronger recently, and they are more flexible when I walk a lot. It usually rains and I stay at home, and my bones are almost rusty." Xu Dongru refused,
Lift your feet and walk out.
Xu Qing knew that she couldn't defeat her grandpa at the moment, "Then please help me bring some bayberry wine to my sister-in-law."
Although we don’t have much contact with each other, my sister-in-law is very gentle.
Xu Qingzhi looked at the remaining half of the jar of bayberry wine and went to get a clean bottle to put it in.
If Xu Dongru were to drink this wine by himself, the old man would probably not be willing, but when he heard that it was for his youngest daughter, he nodded and accepted it.
Carrying a bottle of bayberry wine, he walked all the way to his youngest daughter's house.
The dilapidated wooden door has been left ajar all year round. Xu Dongru opened the door and shouted "Fuchun."
"Hey." Xu Fuchun responded. She was sitting on the bed in the back room, watching a short video on the phone in front of her. She stood up staggeringly and walked out.
After walking a few steps, Xu Dongru had already come in. Looking at the dark and damp room, her daughter's trembling hands and her eyes were red, "Why did your left hand start to shake? When did it happen?"
Xu Fuchun's right hand was shaking badly, but his left hand was only shaking slightly. "It rained a few days ago, and my left hand started to shake too. Dad, don't worry, it will all happen sooner or later. I know it well."
The old man felt even more choked and uncomfortable. There were five children in the family, and the eldest daughter died early. The other three sons had a pretty good life. The rich and powerful had a harder time, but now they are prosperous, but the little daughter is not having an easy life. p>
"Fuchun, when are you going to Kyoto for a checkup? We talked about it last time, why are you still putting it off? I want to ask this Ergou baby today." The old man said through gritted teeth, Ergou baby is Fuchun.
Husband’s nickname.
When she is happy, Xu Dongru calls him a good son-in-law, but when she is unhappy, she calls him Ergouwa in private!
"He has been busy getting rice in the fields these days. Dad, don't talk about him. It's not that he doesn't want to, it's that I can't bear to spend the money. Anyway, at this age, I have almost lived. If I go to Kyoto to see a doctor,
It is also said that it will cost a lot of money and increase the burden on the two children." Xu Fuchun sighed, "This is my life, dad, don't worry about me."
Xu Dongru took out a black plastic bag from the inner pocket of his trousers, opened the plastic bag, and counted the neatly folded pile of money inside, saving the last few ten and five yuan bills, and stacking the rest into a pile.
Into the hands of my youngest daughter.
"What is life-threatening? When I was a teenager, I got seriously ill. Your grandma said I couldn't be saved. I just stayed in bed for three or four years. Now I live to be over seventy. You
Use the money to go to Kyoto for medical treatment. If you run out of money later, I will ask your three brothers for it. If any one dares to ignore you, I will pick up a hoe and crush him to death!"
"Dad, I don't want it." Xu Fuchun stuffed the money back.
"Keep it!"
Xu Fuchun burst into tears. The illness had already tortured her to the point of losing weight, and her whole body was lifeless. Her hand holding the money shook even more, and she desperately stuffed it back, "Dad, I can't take this money. I usually have it on New Year's Day."
During the holidays, you don’t accept the money I give you. When you are a hundred years old, I’m afraid I’ll be gone and won’t even be able to raise the money for the coffin, so you just keep it and spend it for yourself and leave me alone.”
"Just take it, why are you so stubborn?" Xu Dongru frowned, stretched out his hand and hit her on the head, "You have been a fool since you were a child. You just keep the money when I give it to you. Only fools throw the money away."
Push."
Xu Fuchun held the wad of money as if it weighed a thousand pounds, but soon she discovered the problem, "Dad, where did you get this money? Did you ask your brothers to help me get it?"
This thick pile is worth at least seven or eight thousand.
His annual living expenses are a few hundred yuan and several hundred kilograms of rice for each son. During the New Year and festivals, he receives red envelopes and returns some to his younger generation. Where does he come from so much money?
If I didn’t ask for it from my brothers, why would there be so many of them?
Xu Dongru put his hand on the table, with a hint of pride in his tone, "I earned it myself, old man, so just take it and stop pushing it around. It doesn't look good."