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I don’t know if it’s because he ate mutton in the evening, but Wang Zhaozhao didn’t sleep like before that night. When he woke up, the quilt was still warm.
After breakfast, we prepared to return to Hebian Village.
The snow had not melted yet, so Wang Sibing didn't ride his bike. Everyone took the bus together with their bags.
After dinner yesterday, Wang Sibing gave one or two pounds of mutton to Gu Haijun, Xu Yanni and Song Jiangli.
Xu Yanni and Song Jiangli were a little embarrassed to take them, but Gu Haijun was different. He not only accepted them happily, but also took away the sheep lungs and trotters.
Don't throw it away, it's a waste. He can give it to others to eat.
They took all the rest back to the village today.
When we returned to town, the sun was very strong and the road back to the village was even more difficult to walk on.
The muddy road was wet and slippery because of melted snow.
"Fourth Aunt, luckily you are smart." Wang Zhaozhao was wearing nice rain boots and walked in a swagger (bushi), so he didn't have to be so cautious.
Moreover, Qiao Li put wool insoles in her shoes and she wore a pair of wool socks, so she wasn't cold.
Because the three of them were all wearing rain boots, they didn't walk very slowly and arrived at the village before ten o'clock.
In previous years, when there was not much farm work at the end of the year, many women would bask in the sun at the entrance of the village and chat about gossip.
There were a few people here today, but only a few elderly women.
Ladies, you won’t have any free time at the end of this year.
We just divided the land and are very motivated.
Start now with the work that will be done in the early spring of next year.
For example, they repaired the ridges, pressed the ridges, and beat the ridges. Those who were strong enough would pick up a hoe and plow the fields...
"Oh, Lao Si and his wife are back." The old women who were sewing shoe soles and chatting at the same time became excited when they saw Wang Sibing and his wife come back.
Wang Sibing and the other two greeted the maids with a smile but did not stay.
I was almost at the top of the mountain, but I could still hear voices coming from behind.
"Girl Zhao is becoming more and more beautiful."
"Isn't it? They came back specifically to see which fields they were allocated, right?"
"It's a pity that Wang Sibing's household registration is in the city, so he won't get a share of the land this time."
"What nonsense are you talking about, old woman? It's so good to be a city dweller. Why do you want to live in this mountain village and get some farmland?"
"Eh? The fourth son's wife's household registration hasn't been removed yet, right? And his son..."
"I just don't understand. There are so few fields in the village. Can we not count the little ones and the newly born ones for now? We can divide them up when they reach a certain age."
"You mean, after you die, your land will be returned to the public and then divided up?"
"Who are you cursing, old woman? Who's dead? Besides, if I die, why should my land be returned to the government? When my granddaughter-in-law comes home, she'll just take over."
"Oh! You old hag are really good at thinking."
“…”
It's about to get into a fight.
Wang Zhaozhao raised her eyebrows. When it comes to liveliness, she still prefers the liveliness in their village.
Outside the yard, under a jujube tree not far away, a group of old women were sitting there basking in the sun, with a few children playing nearby.
"Mom..." Little Wang Dudu had sharp eyes and saw people from a distance, so he ran over.
"stop!"
Just as the mother and child were about to hug each other, Qiao Lichuan reached out to stop the little guy who was rushing towards her.
The little guy blinked his eyes.
"Whose dirty child is this?" Qiao Li looked left and right with a look of rejection on her face.
"Mom, I'm Little Dudu." The little guy explained seriously and wanted to jump on her.
"No! You are not. My little Dudu is not like that." Qiao Li threw her hand to push him away, preventing him from getting close.
The little guy got anxious, pouted, and his eyes started to swell with tears.
He looked at Wang Sibing, then at Wang Zhaozhao, looking aggrieved and as if he was about to cry.
"Dad...sister...I'm Xiaodudu...wow..."
I couldn't hold it back and burst into tears with a deafening cry.
Wang Zhaozhao sympathized with the little guy for a second, then reached out to hold his hand. Uh...
Forget it!
The little guy's hands were wet with mud. Although it should be the wet mud from melted snow, it is not ruled out that something else might have been used to make the mud.
How many of the little boys in the village had not used urine to make mud when they were two, three, four or five years old?
“???”
When the little guy saw his sister reaching out to hold his hand, he immediately took the initiative to hold it, but his sister pulled her hand back?
“Wow…”
The already sad little guy cried even more sadly.
The people under the jujube tree gathered around to watch the fun, and Wang Xingwen and others in the yard were also led out.
"Uncle Si, let me help you carry the things." Wang Xingwen came over to help Wang Sibing carry the things, wanting to free his hands to hold his son.
"No need." Wang Sibing refused and carried his things into the yard first.
Xie Ailian came out of the house, a little confused, so she went to the toilet. Her son, daughter-in-law, and granddaughter came back. Why was the little grandson crying so sadly?
"Ah, Dad... Dad..." The little guy was so sad and upset when he saw his dad leave, and he insisted on chasing after his dad and asking him to hug him.
Xie Ailian, who wanted to hug him but was rejected, said: "......!"
Seeing that Qiao Li greeted and talked to Wang Xiaomei's grandmother Xie Xiaofeng, she had no choice but to look at Wang Zhaozhao.
"Grandma." Wang Zhaozhao called her, "I'm going to change my cotton shoes."
Like a loach, it slipped into the yard from the side.
Wang Xingwen and his brothers looked innocent and said they knew nothing and only ran out after hearing their younger brother crying.
While they were talking, when they returned to the yard, Wang Sibing had already picked up the little guy and asked Wang Dahai to help him pour warm water from the stove to wash the little guy's paws.
Only then did Xie Ailian realize that the little guy was extremely dirty.
"What are you doing? Playing in the mud?"
As she spoke, she added firewood to the stove and started the fire. The little guy's sleeves, hem of his clothes and pants were all covered with wet mud, so she decided to give him a bath and change his clothes inside and out.
Wang Zhaozhao changed into cotton shoes and took out cotton shoes for Qiao Li as well.
Sitting in the yard, I can bask in the sun and watch my little cousin being forced to wash his hands and then his hair, screaming while being washed.
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