Chapter 24 Adoption "Sister! Sister!" "Rice Flower! Rice...
"elder sister!"
"Rice flowers! Rice flowers!"
The bus only goes to the town. As soon as Li Daohua and her friends got off the bus, she heard someone calling her.
Turning around, in the corner next to me, I saw two young men shouting and jumping, afraid that Li Daohua couldn't see them.
Seeing that Li Daohua noticed them, one of the young men ran over and helped them carry their luggage.
"Sister, you are finally back. Uncle San saw the letter saying you were coming back and asked us to come here every day to wait for you. We have been here for seven days... No, eight days!"
Li Fengshou was carrying a heavy woven bag. "Sister, what's in this? It's so heavy?"
He is the son of Li Daohua's second uncle, two years younger than Li Daohua. He no longer goes to school and plans to join the army after the Chinese New Year.
"I brought you something from Peking."
"Really!" Li Fengshou, who originally felt that the woven bag was a bit heavy, suddenly felt that it was much lighter.
When the two men came, they were pulling a cart with a wooden frame on two wheels, ready to pull Li Daohua back.
Li Daohua is Li Sanzhu's only daughter. When his daughter comes home, if Li Sanzhu is not stuck in the village, he will have to come here every day to wait for her.
There are also benefits for Li Fengshou and Li Fenghuo to come here to wait. No matter how many days they wait, Li Sanzhu will lend them his bicycle.
There was nothing to do in winter, so they both wanted to wait a few more days so that they could ride their bicycles in style.
Li Sanzhu's bicycle is something he treasures very much and he never lets them touch it. After every ride, he always wipes it and takes good care of it.
Ouyang Yuan and the others put their things on the cart, and Li Daohua also sat on it to avoid having her shoes soaked while walking, which was bad for her health.
There were three people. Li Fenghuo, the son of my uncle, was pulling the cart in front, while Li Fengshou and Ouyang Yuan were helping to push it from the back.
As they walked, Li Fengshou followed behind, chattering and asking Li Daohua about things in Peking.
His father died early, and he lived with his mother in Lijiazhuang. When he was young, Li Daohua often helped him fight with other children who scolded him for having no father.
Li Daohua had eaten well since she was young and had a strong body. In addition, girls grow fast when they are young, so people of the same age are no match to her.
Li Fengshou has always treated his cousin Li Daohua as his own sister. When Li Daohua got married, Li Fengshou even cried secretly.
For those who had never left the county, going to Peking was a very distant thing. Li Daohua and his friends' return from Peking just satisfied their curiosity.
"Beiping..."
They walked from noon to afternoon before finally returning to Lijiazhuang.
As soon as she arrived at the entrance of the village, an auntie she knew greeted Li Daohua: "Hey, Daohua, you're back. Are you back to celebrate the New Year?"
"right."
Li Daohua is not invincible in Lijiazhuang, but there are many aunts who are equally matched with her and can fight with her.
After Li Daohua went to Peking, they really missed her a little, but they were still unwilling to ask her to come back.
When Li Sanzhu and his friends heard that Li Daohua had returned, they were extremely happy and came from far away to greet her.
"It's good that you're back, it's good that you're back." Li Sanzhu's eyes were red, and Lin Jinfeng started wiping her tears.
"Uncle, let's go back first."
"Okay, come to my house tomorrow and let's get together."
"Oh, I see."
After Li Fengshou and the others left, only Li Daohua and the other four were left at home.
Ouyang Yuan went to Li Daohua's former boudoir and took out a stack of money and industrial coupons from the compartment of her underwear. After taking them out, he looked inside carefully and only breathed a sigh of relief after making sure that there was nothing wrong with the treasures there.
He didn't feel anything when he was on the train, but on the way back, he felt more and more uncomfortable. He finally got home and took it out immediately.
They exchanged the industrial coupons with Guo Weimin, who worked in the boiler factory and had access to all kinds of people.
"This is food for you, this is clothes for you, and this is industrial coupons for you. Take it and buy a TV for your home and a telephone line. If there is any problem in the future, we will be the first to know."
Li Daohua took the money from Ouyang Yuan and gave it to Li Sanzhu and the others.
"Where do you get so much money?" Is this how librarians in Peking earn money? This is different from what he knew.
When asked about this, Ouyang Yuan said proudly: "Dad, Daohua is now a famous writer! She is famous all over the country. The Reform Trilogy was written by Daohua."
"What? The author Daohua, is it Daohua?"
“Yes, it’s rice flowers!”
The news was too shocking for Li Sanzhu to digest for the time being. He was dazed, not knowing what he was thinking, until Lin Jinfeng woke him up with her hand.
"Oh my! A great writer has come out of our Li family! I have to go to your grave and tell your grandfather that among your generation, our Daohua is the most promising one!"
In fact, Li Sanzhu was still angry about not having a son. This anger was not directed at his wife Lin Jinfeng, nor at his daughter Li Daohua.
It is directed at those who say openly or secretly that he will have no descendants.
Just before Daohua and the others came back, Daohua's uncle, Li Sizhu, said that he wanted to adopt his eldest son, Li Fengman, as Li Sanzhu's son, to take care of them in their old age and see them to the end of their lives, so that they would not be without a family line in the future.
Why didn't they send the child away earlier or later, but had to wait until Li Fengman was about to get married to adopt him? Wasn't it just that they were planning to let Li Sanzhu and others pay for Li Fengman to get married?
Of course Li Sanzhu did not agree.
Now it seems that it’s a good thing that I didn’t agree, otherwise it would have been a burden to Daohua.
It was also because of Ouyang Yuan. If Ouyang Yuan hadn't taken the rice flowers to Beiping, they would have been buried in their small place.
"Come to Daohua and tell Dad how you came up with the idea of becoming a writer. Our county wants us to study the trilogy of reform you wrote.
Oh, at that time I was still thinking that the author's name is exactly the same as my Rice Flower. Hey, I didn't expect it to be my Rice Flower. Now I wonder what the secretary will say. "
While Li Sanzhu was testing Li Daohua here, Lin Jinfeng was already planning where to go and how to let others know in the most inadvertent way that her Daohua was a great writer.
"By the way, did you bring back your trilogy of reform? Our county has given each town a copy of it to study, but I don't have any."
"Yes, Dad. We brought several copies back this time. They were given to Daohua by the newspaper office for free. If we keep too many of them at home, they will just take up space. You can bring them back to read them yourself or give them to others."
Ouyang Yuan opened the particularly heavy woven bag that Li Fengshou had carried before, which contained a lot of books.
Li Daohua described how she was looked down upon in Peking, and how she successfully fought back through writing, making people in the building no longer dare to look down on her.
Later, they bought a house, a color TV and a telephone by writing novels, and they officially took root in Peking.
"Why don't you come with us to Peking? It's better than here, and you don't have to worry about food and accommodation."
Li Sanzhu was a little tempted, but then shook his head: "Let's not go. We are old and homesick. Besides, we don't know anyone and we won't have anyone to talk to. It's lonely."
Lin Jinfeng was cooking. The children had finally come back, so of course they had to eat something good.
The family had a great time together in the evening, and Ouyang Yuan even drank some wine with Li Sanzhu.
Today Li Daohua and Ouyang Yuan slept in the same quilt, so Lin Jinfeng made a quilt for them with two layers of quilts.
In Henan Province at this time of winter, it is too cold to survive the winter with just one blanket.
Usually there are two layers of quilts. When you go to bed, take off your clothes and put them in the middle of the quilt. When you wake up the next day, the quilt will still be warm and you don’t have to worry about wearing cold clothes.
Ouyang Yuan was a little distracted, but Li Daohua fell asleep quickly. She did not sleep well on the way, which hurt her a lot.
When she woke up the next day, Li Daohua sat next to Ouyang Yuan because Ouyang Yuan was warm.
Ignoring Ouyang Yuan's resentful look, Li Daohua, like a heartless scumbag, decisively abandoned Ouyang Yuan and got up. She had already heard someone coming outside.
"Hurry up and get up. Your uncle and his friends are probably coming. It will be terrible if they see you being so lazy."
Ouyang Yuan turned over and kissed Li Daohua on the face. Then he hid aside and put on his clothes as quickly as possible. When he went out to greet his uncle and others, Li Daohua, who had gotten up first, had not even finished dressing yet.
"Come, come, come, sit down, Ouyang, move some stools for your uncle and the others."
Li Daohua's uncle had been to the battlefield and had an injured leg. He walked with a limp and could not stand for long periods of time.
In addition to the deceased second uncle, there is also the fourth uncle who is five years younger than Li Sanzhu.
They did not come alone, but brought their younger generations with them, as long as they were still at home.
Four families sat at two full tables. While eating, Li Sanzhu announced that Li Daohua had become a great writer, but he did not mention buying a house. Some things do not need to be said too much.
"Congratulations!"
"I've always thought this rice flower has a bright future, and it's true!"
"Sister Daohua, you are so amazing."
…
Li Daohua waved her hand to indicate that this was nothing, just a small scene.
Li Sanzhu took out Li Daohua's book and distributed it to everyone. No matter whether they could read or not, they must have a book written by their relatives.
"Third brother, Daohua will be with Ouyang in Peking from now on, and you won't have anyone to serve you. I think we should let Fengman serve you and replace Daohua to serve by your bedside."
While everyone was there, Li Sizhu brought up the adoption issue again: "In the future, Fengman's child will also be able to call you grandpa."
After he said this, the originally happy dinner table suddenly became silent and the scene was very awkward.
Li Zhuzi's face turned livid, and Li Sanzhu and Lin Jinfeng's faces were also not looking good. The younger generation at the table next to them also looked at each other and did not dare to speak.
Li Daohua and Ouyang Yuan were the protagonists of this dinner and they were also sitting at the elders' table, which meant that Li Sizhu was firing his weapon right in front of them.
Li Fengman at the next table was full of anticipation at this time. His family conditions were not as good as his third uncle's family. If he could be adopted by his third uncle's family, finding a wife would not be a problem.
Not to mention that Li Daohua has now become a famous writer and lives in Peking. After being adopted, he has plenty of ways to go to Peking with her.
How could she tolerate this? Li Daohua put down her chopsticks and prepared to stand up to speak, but Ouyang Yuan beside her held her hand and stopped her from getting up, so she stood up.
Ouyang Yuan stood up and didn't look at Li Sizhu. Instead, he picked up his wine glass and said to Li Sanzhu, "Dad, I know you've always wanted to find a live-in son-in-law for Daohua. I was ignorant at the time, and it was you, Mom, and Daohua who indulged me.
During this period of time, I have also thought that you should treat me as a live-in son-in-law, and my and Daohua’s children will all take Daohua’s surname, Li!"
After saying that, without waiting for Li Sanzhu to say anything, he drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, and then looked at Li Sizhu with calm eyes.
Li Sizhu, who originally thought he had a sure win, never expected that Ouyang Yuan would actually be willing to be a son-in-law.
When the two got married, Li Sanzhu often mentioned the issue of a live-in son-in-law to Ouyang Yuan. However, Ouyang Yuan would rather not get married and return to Peiping than be a live-in son-in-law.
It's only been a year, and he changed his words so quickly. This pretty boy is determined to take over the Li family.
Li Sanzhu looked at Li Daohua and saw that she also had a confused look on her face. He knew that Li Daohua didn't know about this. It was Ouyang Yuan's own decision and no one forced him.
Overjoyed.
"Okay, okay, kid, Dad's requirements are not high. As long as one of your children has the last name Li, that's fine."
"Dad, don't worry, all the children have the last name Li!"
The father-in-law and the son-in-law performed their deep father-son love at the dinner table, singing in unison.
"I don't agree!" Eh? Everyone looked at Li Daohua.
"Daohua, it's okay. I'd like the children to have your last name."
"You are willing, but I am not. Ouyang is such a nice surname. As long as it is not something too extreme like Iron Pillar or Hammer, then the names that come out are all nice. The surname Li is too common. It is not easy to come up with a special and nice name."
I originally thought that Li Daohua felt sorry for Ouyang Yuan, but now I felt sorry for myself for a second. It turned out that I had expressed my feelings to the wrong person. Daohua is still so good at hurting people's hearts.
Everyone simply ignored this bizarre reason for opposition, and Li Sanzhu also began to celebrate, celebrating that he had a successor.
It was too much. Li Daohua felt that they were going too far. Her opinions were actually being ignored.
Ouyang Yuan quickly comforted her. If she wanted, she could let the child have the surname Ouyang. Anyway, he would listen to her.
The reason why Ouyang Yuan changed so quickly was actually because of his father.
He had refused to marry into the family before because he felt that his surname was Ouyang, and how could his child have the surname Li? That would put the Ouyang family's reputation at risk.
Now, Ouyang Jian has already lost all the reputation of the Ouyang family. He can put him wherever he wants. It doesn't matter if his child does not have the surname Ouyang, but can take the surname Li, which is at least honorable.
After thinking it through, marrying into the wife's family is not unacceptable.
Li Sanzhu's family treats him very well, and his wife is also a good person. It is impossible for him to be bullied after marrying into the family. He and his wife are very loving!
Li Fengman sat down in despair. He lost his wife, his Beijing household registration, and his job. Everything was over.
He had long had his eyes on a girl from a certain family, and was waiting to propose marriage to her after he adopted her. But what could he use to propose marriage now?
Li Fengshou winked at Li Fenghuo, asking him to look at Li Fengman.
Li Fengman's younger brother Li Fengcang was also very indignant at this time. If Li Fengman was adopted out, no one would snatch things from him at home, and his life would be better.
The two brothers at home really couldn't bear it.
Li Sanzhu was particularly happy today, he even got drunk and slept soundly at home in broad daylight.
Lin Jinfeng is going out to show off to her friends today, leaving Li Daohua and Ouyang Yuan at home.
Li Daohua's previous work "Rebirth: One Life, One World, One Couple" was not finished yet. She brought it back to keep up with her form, and she really had nothing to do in her hometown.
Not to mention there was no television, there were even few newspapers. Writing novels at least helped me pass the time.
But she doesn't want to write this novel at the moment, she plans to start a new one.
Sure enough, when Fourth Uncle was expressing his opinion today, Ouyang Yuan sentenced Fourth Uncle in his heart: for offending Daohua, he was sentenced to writing a novel.
People in my hometown still don’t understand Li Daohua, nor do they understand the creative background of the writer Daohua.
"What are you going to write this time?"
"My Children, the story is about a male protagonist who is a gambler. For the sake of fame and wealth, he sends his children away in various ways. After they get married and start their own families, he tries to use morality and family affection to kidnap them and make them support him."
The story may sound ordinary, but how could Li Daohua let a story fall into cliché and fail to attract people's attention? That would be a waste of her long-trained sense of touch.
The name of this story is "My Children", but the focus is on "me", a gambler.
Before gambling, I was diligent, conscientious, worked hard, and loved my wife and children.
After getting addicted to gambling, it’s like you become a different person, with explosive tempers and the desire to gamble regardless of whether you have money or not.
The reason why he became addicted to gambling was very simple. He went to the South with someone and earned some money. Then he was targeted and set up a trap to make him addicted to gambling.
Not only did he lose the money he earned in the south, but he also gambled away all the family savings.
In this novel, Li Daohua also plans to write about some of the cheating tricks she knows, which in this era of information explosion, everyone can say a few words about.
At the very least, the country’s annual anti-fraud propaganda will also mention these scam tactics.
But nowadays, these are all unique secrets, passed down from mouth to mouth.
The protagonist's final outcome was that he was discovered cheating, his hands were cut off and he was left wandering on the streets, and his children were unwilling to acknowledge him.
Well, Ouyang Yuan felt that his fourth uncle didn’t seem to know many words, so he might be able to hold on. Of course, it was also possible that he couldn’t even realize that Li Daohua was writing about him.
By the way, does Fourth Uncle gamble?
"Gambling, of course he would. During the New Year, he would go to any card room in the village that was open. He would play cards until dinner time and then go home to eat. He would even forget mealtimes and have to ask someone to bring him back home."
Li Sanzhu feels very disappointed when he mentions Li Sizhu. Their younger brother is unreliable, and his children are also unreliable, so the whole family has to muddle through.
Come on, he was not wronged this time. Compared with the protagonist, the only thing his fourth uncle lacked was the opportunity to be rich.
There are always people saying that people become bad once they have money. In fact, it is not true. People don’t become bad overnight. It has not been exposed before. It is just that poverty limits their performance.
Having money only brings out their true nature.
"Why are you asking this?" Li Sanzhu asked curiously.
"I'm going to write a novel for my fourth uncle."
Li Sanzhu said in surprise: "Why write about him? What can he write about? Write about me! I will tell you about your father's legendary experience..."
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