As soon as my brother-in-law took the food, he glanced at his wife’s eyes with uncertainty.
Seeing Xu Fuchun's eyes agreeing, he accepted the food with confidence and said to Qing Qing, "Okay, then I won't be polite to you."
Before the couple left, Xu Fuqiang ran to the kitchen to get a bag and put a few eggs in it for people to take back and eat.
"These are eggs laid by chickens raised at home. There are hundreds of chickens behind, and they can't even eat all the eggs."
The younger brother-in-law took it magnanimously and said with a smile: "Okay, now I'm in for a treat."
Xu Fuqiang drove the man back home.
When the couple returned to the house, Xu Fuchun pulled the light cord on the wall. With a click, the light bulb in the room lit up yellow.
"A Liang, there is some tofu left at noon. Let's warm it up and eat it in the evening."
Zhou Liang walked to the square table, opened the vegetable cover, looked at the remaining tofu in clear soup and watery soup, then looked at the vegetables and eggs in his hands, and put the vegetable cover back on.
The stainless steel vegetable cover collided with the square table and made a "bang" sound.
It's like venting some anger.
Xu Fuchun raised his eyes and looked over and asked: "What's wrong? Is that tofu so hard to eat?"
She thought that although it was a hot day, she might not be able to eat the dishes if they had been left overnight, but if the lunch dishes were left out all afternoon, they would still be edible in the evening.
Zhou Liang looked at his wife, frowned, but his tone expressed his passionate feeling, "Then what's the use of the leftovers! You ate the vegetables that Fuqiang sent you before, and we'll fry them tonight
Eat the food!"
Xu Fuchun was amused by his man's expression and teased him: "Sure, you still hate the leftovers now. I'll see if you eat them tomorrow or the day after tomorrow."
As she spoke, she moved slowly and walked to the old wooden chair next to her to sit down.
When she raised her head again, she saw her man's eyes staring at her motionlessly, with a happy smile on her face. Seeing his daze, she asked in confusion: "What's wrong? A-Liang.
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Zhou Liang turned his back and said: "It's okay, I'll go to the kitchen to cook."
In a few hurried steps, I walked to the kitchen in the yard behind the house.
He skillfully began to scoop rice, wash it, and cook it. He took out a handful of cabbage and two tomatoes to scramble eggs.
When two people are eating, there is no need for too many dishes. A plate of cabbage, two tomatoes and two eggs, and a plate of scrambled eggs with tomatoes are enough.
How could Xu Fuchun not notice the strangeness of her man? She got up and went to the backyard, stood at the back door, and shouted to the kitchen in the courtyard: "A Liang, what's wrong with you? Are you tired of composting today? Fu Qiang, he's also
I don’t want you to work in vain. We can’t take the money he gave us. After all, we are a family. It doesn’t matter if we help out a few times. In the past, when our family harvested rice, Fuqiang and Yanmei also came to help us cut the rice.
It doesn’t cost a penny.”
She thought that A Liang was tired and not making any money, so he felt unhappy.
Zhou Liang, who had always turned his back to himself, kept chopping vegetables in his hands, cutting the tomato into eight pieces with a kitchen knife, and tremblingly said his heartfelt words: "I am not the one who remembers that little money.
, I think the life of Fuqiang has been better, and your two brothers have also had a better life. I am the only one who has not achieved anything for so many years. I am angry that I did not let you enjoy the blessings when I was young. Now that you have this disease, you can’t even give me anything.
You don’t even have money for medical treatment, and I can’t even give you good food on weekdays. I feel very uncomfortable.”
The trembling voice turned into a cry.
While crying, the man cracked two eggs into a bowl, added a little salt, picked up the chopsticks and beat the eggs with a thump thump.
Xu Fuchun felt uncomfortable after hearing this. She comforted her gently: "It doesn't matter. In my parents' time, we didn't even have enough to eat. Now that we have food and shelter, I think it's pretty good."
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"Then it can't be the same! Times are different now, I'm useless." Zhou Liang retorted loudly, he was so angry, so angry that he was really useless! He put the iron pot for cooking on the gas stove, and searched.
I added a little rapeseed oil. Looking at the small spoon of oil in the pot, I carefully added two more spoons. This dish should not be too oily and lose its flavor. But if there is less oil, it will be like boiled vegetables. It is really
It’s tasteless.
Tonight, just eat to your heart’s content.
Xu Fuchun looked at the man's back, then at his trembling hands, and his mouth felt as bitter as iron.
She rambled: "If I hadn't contracted this disease, I could still earn some money by farming at home. You could also work outside to make money, and you wouldn't have to spend time at home with me."
"Pingzai and Zhouzhou have grown up and can go to work and earn money. When Pingzai looks for someone later, you should be more considerate."
"I won't take that medicine either. It won't work anyway."
It is not that Xu Fuchun has not received any treatment over the years. He went to the hospital for treatment. At first, the doctor would prescribe some examinations and medicines, but they did not have much effect.
Later, my son asked someone to tell me that there was suitable medicine available abroad. This medicine was not cheap, and they would send it to her every month for her to take.
It worked at first, but then it stopped working after a while.
The doctor said that this disease still needs to be treated in a big city as soon as possible. There are experts in the hospital in Kyoto, so there may be a chance of recovery.
It’s just the travel expenses, check-ups, and medicine expenses...it’s all free.
There are endless medicines, endless examinations, and diseases that cannot be cured.
If surgery is needed, it will cost a lot of money.
Xu Fuchun murmured: "A-Liang, tomorrow you go out and find another job. Go to Kyoto. You still have your son and daughter to take care of you. The money you earn can also help them."
Zhou Liang continued cooking, "I went out to work, who will take care of you? I can't leave."
Xu Fuchun sighed and kept half of the pesticide in one sentence: "Last time, there was still some pesticide left."
Zhou Liang's hand holding the spatula shook, and he turned off the stove flame with a click. He turned around and cursed, "You stupid bitch, what are you thinking about? Even if you want to die, you have to wait for the King of Hell to take you back before you die."
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The most taboo thing for people in the village is suicide and violent death.
And Zhou Liang...he doesn't want his wife to die.
No matter how hard the life is, as long as he can survive, he will grit his teeth.
He turned his back again and continued to stir-fry, saying: "Recently, someone in the village has started collecting medicinal materials. I will go to the mountain to pick some yellow gardenias. I won't go anywhere, I will just stay at home and watch over you." p>
Xu Fuchun's nose felt sour, and the hot tears in his eyes could no longer be endured and burst out from his eyes.