Yang Jianguang turned around and saw a middle-aged woman with high cheekbones, thin skin, narrow nostrils, and a tapered chin, looking towards him with a smile.
After taking a few glances, Yang Jianguang immediately realized, isn't this Yang Ji's mother, Aunt Wang?
As the saying goes, what kind of mother is like, what kind of son is like, and the same is true in reverse. What kind of moral character Yang basically has, his mother is actually very different.
Yang Jianguang nodded with a smile, "Yes, Aunt Wang, it's me, Yang Jianguang. My father and mother are still working in Xinyong County, and they will have to wait a few days to come back for the New Year."
Despite the polite look on Aunt Wang's face, Yang Jianguang knew very well.
Aunt Wang and her mother Chen Fang have never dealt with each other. The reason is that Yang Dazhi once planted a jujube tree in his yard. Every autumn, a tree with big and red jujube trees is called a special
Tempting.
And every year after picking jujubes, Yang Dazhi would enthusiastically take them out and distribute them to his neighbors.
One year, Yang Jiji was greedy, so he sneaked into Yang Jianguang's house at noon while everyone was taking a nap, and climbed to the jujube tree to pick jujubes.
The key point is that this kid was fine just picking dates, but in the end he fell off the jujube tree before he could grasp it firmly.
at last.
This Aunt Wang brought her son Yang Jiji and several brothers from their village to Yang Jianguang's house to find trouble and demanded compensation from Yang Jianguang and his family.
In rural areas, unless under special circumstances, a family with many brothers and arrogant brothers is the family that has absolute say.
And a family like Yang Jianguang's family with only a few uncles cannot compare to Yang Jiji's family.
Finally, out of desperation, Chen Fang had to pay the family the 100 yuan they spent to buy seeds.
As a result, Yang Jianguang and his family have been tightening their belts in the past two months, and they don't even dare to look at meat or fish.
That's it. Aunt Wang came to their door all day long and cursed, saying that her precious son had fallen and had sequelae this time. She wanted to ask Yang Jianguang's family to continue to pay compensation, or to destroy the jujube tree that harmed his son.
The tree was cut down.
So in a rage, Yang Dazhi directly cut down the jujube tree at home, resulting in the fact that Yang Jianguang's home has not planted a single fruit tree.
Fortunately, Yang Jianguang was really up to date later.
They both went to elementary school and were in the same class. In the end, Yang Jianguang passed the junior high school with the best score in the town.
However, Yang Ji basically didn't even meet the admission score for junior high school, and in the end he had no choice but to go out to work in despair.
So when he saw Aunt Wang in front of him, Yang Jianguang was not in a good mood. He responded with a few perfunctory words and then planned to ignore her.
But Yang Jianguang didn't intend to say anything more, and Aunt Wang didn't intend to let Yang Jianguang go.
She took a deep breath and pretended to share Yang Jianguang's worries.
"Jianguang boy, I'm not telling you, what's the use of reading so many books?
Your parents are so old, they still have to go out to work for you to earn hard money.
You earn three melons and two dates throughout the year, but in the end it’s not enough to pay for your studies.”
"You said you are such a big man, how can you have the nerve to ask your parents to work so hard for you?
You see, my son is as old as you and has already made money for the family for six years. If you ask me, you might as well drop out of school and study and go out to work."
Yang Jianguang couldn't help but rolled his eyes, you old man really knows how to think.
I advise others who want to take the college entrance examination immediately to stop talking and go work with your son.
As for the fact that Aunt Wang said that Yang basically made money for the family for six years, Yang Jianguang was too lazy to expose it.
The year before last, Yang was imprisoned for stealing. If you hadn't taken money from home and traveled to Guangdong, Yang would probably never think about it now.
"Okay, okay, Aunt Wang, I understand."
Yang Jianguang responded perfunctorily, then patted his thigh as if he suddenly realized something.
"Aunt Wang, I almost forgot something. Your Yang Ji's motorcycle broke down halfway, and he is pushing it home now.
It's raining today and the road is difficult to walk. If you don't go and help, I'm afraid Yang will be exhausted."
As soon as these words came out, Aunt Wang, who had just been looking for an opportunity to ridicule Yang Jianguang, suddenly became anxious.
"You little bastard, why didn't you tell me about such a big deal earlier?
My poor little chicken, this must have exhausted you to death."
While shouting, Aunt Wang hurriedly ran towards the entrance of the village with her big feet.
Seeing this, Yang Jianguang couldn't help but laugh with gloating.
Aunt Wang is famous in Yangcun for doting on her son Yang Jiji.
However, a loving mother often loses her sons. The fact that Yang is basically where he is today cannot be separated from the fact that his mother is so doting on him.
Yang Jianguang didn't think much about it. How people wanted to live was their business. How could he control so much?
No more annoying Aunt Wang.
Yang Jianguang also opened his courtyard door and walked into his home.
At first glance, there was a thin layer of dust everywhere in the house, and an obvious crack appeared on the wall at some point.
Looking at the cracks, Yang Jianguang's face was filled with emotion.
This era pays attention to science and materialism.
But many things are actually difficult to explain scientifically.
Take the houses where people live as an example.
, if you live in an ordinary house for ten or twenty years, as long as the quality is not too bad, there will be no obvious cracks.
But once there is no one living there for a year or two.
The house will become inexplicably dilapidated, filled with dust everywhere, and even the walls will show obvious damage.
According to the remarks passed down by some old people in the village, for the ancients, there was something that the ancestors felt, but could not see or know what it was, and it was called Qi.
Popularity refers to some energy that will remain when people stay in the house for a period of time. But the ancestors didn't know what they were. They only knew that if people stayed in the house for a long time, the house would have energy.
There is no such anger anymore.
The house should always be occupied to maintain its popularity.
In this way, the house is less likely to be damaged and attract evil.
Of course, Yang Jianguang couldn't explain exactly what the reason was.
There are so many things that cannot be explained these days, just like a frightened child who has a fever and can be cured by shouting to his soul. Yang Jianguang could not explain the reason. In the end, he could only comfort himself by saying that the end of science is theology.
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While thinking about it, Yang Jianguang also picked up the broom and swept away the obvious garbage in the hall and yard.
Then, he went into his parents' room to clean it. After finishing all this, he stretched out, picked up his bag and opened the door of his room.
However, after entering the room, Yang Jianguang's face was a little surprised.
His own room had not been occupied for several months, and he was already ready to clean it thoroughly today.
But at a glance, the room looked particularly tidy. The bed, cabinets, and Yang Jianguang's desk were all wrapped tightly in large pieces of floral cloth.
Seeing this rustic red floral cloth, Yang Jianguang couldn't help but feel a warm current in his heart...