Chapter 11 Big Chicken Drumstick
Qin Zhilin carried a hoe and grunted as he turned over the hard soil under his feet. His hands, which had not worked for a long time, were burning with pain. Under the scorching sun above his head, beads of sweat slid down from time to time.
On the other side, Zhu Lihua bent over and pulled out all the grass on the ground. She repeated the action thousands of times and was so tired that she could hardly straighten her back.
Being light is good!
The field at the foot of the slope was being worked by Grandma Lu's little grandson. The teenager seemed to have endless energy. He worked without even looking up and quickly left Grandma Lu behind.
Shao Ge took a long time to straighten up, standing there like a pretty little poplar. She grabbed the handkerchief around her neck and touched her face casually, then jumped along the slope to Qin Zhimu.
"Site No. 3, Lu Jinrong!" Shao Ge had just entered the voice change period, and his voice was a little hoarse.
Qin Zhimu took a look from a distance and saw that the ground was clean without a single weed.
Tsk tsk tsk.
This spoiled young man is very serious about his work.
After watching the man write down five points in the notebook with his own eyes, Yang Liansheng shook his hair and hurried home.
The old man actually does not lack this little food, but he has nothing to do anyway, so earning a few yuan is like having more food to eat. Although the amount is small, he still understands the principle.
Today is a good day.
Yang Aiguo took a rare leave and brought his wife-to-be to visit. Both of them were grown-up girls riding in sedan chairs, and it was their first time, so they didn't say much along the way.
Just as he was about to enter the door, he bumped into Yang Liansheng.
The young man asked doubtfully, "Uncle?"
"Liansheng, you're out so early." The man's attitude was unusually gentle.
"Well, I'll be back when I'm done." Shao Ye hurried into the house before them. His wife was coming to visit today, and he couldn't block her at the door to chat.
This changes the meaning in the eyes of others.
The woman following behind Yang Aiguo was slightly startled, and her expression was a little stiff.
Shao Ge had a fair and handsome face with a blush on it. Zhang Ying couldn't help but look at him a few more times.
A few days ago, Yang Aiguo came to her excitedly and told her that because of their marriage, the old lady in the family paid for a bicycle for them. She was so happy that she couldn't even finish her joy.
She saw a big scratch on the horizontal axis of the bicycle he rode. This was more painful than her own fall. After her repeated questioning, Yang Aiguo confessed hesitantly.
As soon as he got the bike back, it was ridden away by his nephew. When the nephew broke the bike, Yang Liansheng didn't mention the fact that he had taken the initiative to give him ten yuan.
Thinking of this, she looked at Shao Ge with a hint of disgust.
Yang Liansheng has been particularly sensitive to other people's emotions since he was a child. He turned around inadvertently and saw the woman wearing a washed-out cloth shirt with slightly lowered eyebrows and a pretty face. Their eyes overlapped for a moment. He greeted her lightly and sat down at the table as if no one was around.
Lu Jinrong was a lame old lady. When she saw the few people coming in, she hurriedly asked them to sit down and hurriedly picked up a greasy chicken leg and put it in the bowl for her beloved grandson.
She stewed the chicken on the stove early in the morning. The meat was fragrant, the bones were tender, and the chicken was sizzling with oil.
Shao Ge, who had been busy all morning, was already starving. Only when he saw everyone was at the table did he pick up the bowl and start eating.
Eating is a joy to watch.
Old Lady Lu stared at her grandson with a smile on her face. It took her a while to realize that there were two other people at the table. She called out to him, "Eat quickly. Don't be polite. Treat yourself like you're at home."
On the table was a pot of shiny chicken soup, a plate of wild vegetable hearts, a dish of pickled vegetables, and a pot of sweet potato rice. Zhang Ying's eyes widened as she looked at them. Her family had never eaten anything so delicious in her lifetime.
Especially at this time of year.
Yang Aiguo is Mrs. Lu's godson. She has brought him with her since he was a child and he often comes to eat with her. He then unceremoniously poured himself a serving of chicken soup and started drinking it.
Zhang Ying was concerned about her reputation and kept picking up food from the plate of wild vegetables with her chopsticks. The short-sighted man kept eating his own food and didn't pay any attention to her at all.
Yang Liansheng had no intention of greeting her.
If only he were uneducated!
She doesn't even think about how precious food is, and that you have to have someone stuff meat into your mouth before you can eat it. What a wishful thinking!
In the end, it was Mrs. Lu who asked her nephew to serve her a bowl of chicken soup, so that her little grandson could eat his fill.
Zhang Ying swallowed the chicken soup in small sips, with a dark look in his eyes.
The sun was getting hotter and hotter, and was about to reach the center of the sky. Zhu Lihua quickly put the pulled grass into the backpack and ran to Qin Zhimu in a hurry.
Qin Zhimu took a quick look at the remaining half of the land, noted it for four minutes, and then let his sister-in-law go home to cook. At this moment, he couldn't help but think of his mother's kindness.
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