A sharp and piercing sound pierced the sky and exploded in the dark and silent night.
In the dim light of the flashlight, a black shadow howled and crawled towards the village.
Song Guoliang frowned slightly, looking unhappy.
Du Xiaoying rolled her eyes and probably guessed who it was.
.....
The next day, the sky was dark and overcast.
Du Xiaoying frowned slightly and urged anxiously, "Guoliang, take your raincoat and leave quickly. It's cloudy, don't let the heavy rain stop you on the road."
"Well, I'll leave after I finish what I have."
Du Xiaoying snatched the almost-finished bamboo basket from the man's hand and said, "Alright, I'll take care of the rest. You can go quickly and have dinner in the cafeteria in the morning."
"It's my turn on duty today, so you don't have to cook for me tonight."
"Got it, let's go."
As soon as Song Guoliang stepped into the office, it started to rain heavily outside.
Looking at the dripping rain outside the window, a smile appeared on the man's cold face. A pair of rough hands appeared in his mind. He pursed his thin lips and touched his pocket.
Because of the rain, the villagers don’t have to go to work. It is a rare leisure time after the beginning of spring.
It was raining continuously and the room was a little dark.
Du Xiaoying brought her daughters into the house, where they gathered in front of the window to learn how to read. Today they learned the numbers 10 to 19 and some simple Chinese characters.
The sisters practiced pointing at the words on the notebook with one finger and writing on the kang with the other hand.
Du Xiaoying was holding a book with a cover that was half torn, and she was reading haltingly, her face wrinkled.
There are too many words I don’t know, so I have to find a way to get a dictionary. However, in this special period, I’m afraid I won’t be able to get one.
I originally thought of teaching my daughter pinyin first, but then I thought, she has almost forgotten everything from the two years of school she attended as a child. I was afraid of leading my daughter astray, so I decided to wait until she learns from her father.
Sanya's eyes were filled with admiration, "Mom, you are amazing, you know so many words."
"Mom, it's the best!"
Wu Ya nodded her little head, and the four sisters nodded in agreement.
Du Xiaoying smiled guiltily, and her heart softened again when she looked at the girls who were blindly worshipping her.
Even for her daughters, she can't let her down!
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"Oh my god, what's that smell?" Liu Lanhua picked up her mother-in-law's pants from the backpack, took a close look and smelled them. She was immediately nauseated and threw them away in disgust.
"Mom, how old are you? Why are you still peeing your pants?"
Old Lady Song lay on the kang with a black towel on her head, groaning and cursing weakly, "It's all because of that unlucky star. Otherwise, I would have run into something unclean."
Liu Lanhua curled her lips. The old man has so many excuses!
The ball was useless and he didn't teach the adult a lesson. Instead, he scared himself so much that he couldn't even hold his pee.
Liu Lanhua suddenly had an idea. She wondered if this old man would bring back those unclean things from the old landlord's house.
“Oh my god—”
"I'm still crying, but I'm not dead yet."
The more she thought about it, the more frightened she became. Liu Lanhua looked around in horror, her voice shaking, "Mom, you didn't bring back that dirty stuff over there, did you?"
"What are you talking about?"
Old Mrs. Song slapped him in anger and couldn't help shivering.
"Shut up!"
Old Man Song's eyelids twitched, and he stared at the two women who were holding their heads and trembling with a sullen face.
It rained heavily all day long.
The rain stopped in the evening, and the air was filled with the fragrance of soil. Everything was wet, and there was a mud puddle wherever you stepped.
The laughter of children running around and stepping in puddles was mixed with the sounds of adults cursing and gossiping.
It had just rained and the mountain was slippery. Du Xiaoying took her daughters to the river, pressed down the bamboo backpacks with large stones downstream, and blocked both sides.
Daya and Erya walked barefoot in the stream water that just reached their ankles, bent down and picked up snails with baskets in hand.
"Sanya, Siya, Wuya, just play on the shore and don't run too far." After Du Xiaoying gave her instructions, she lowered her head and picked up snails with her daughters.
"Mom, can we humans eat what the chicken eats?" Erya was curious.
Fish and snails require a lot of oil, and if they are cooked with less oil, they taste bad and are fishy, so no one in the village eats them. Unless they can't make ends meet, no one will even bother to eat them. At most, a child will catch them and take them back to feed the chickens.
Du Xiaoying asked with a smile, "Is the small fish for lunch today delicious?"
"tasty."
"But Mom, it wastes too much oil." Daya thought about the oil used in the lunch meal, which was enough for their family to eat for a long time.
"Your father has a meat ration every month, enough for our family." Du Xiaoying glanced at her eldest daughter with a smile, deliberately scaring her, "Just take care of the child's food and sleep. If you worry so much all day, you'll age quickly."
Daya smiled shyly, but her frown had not yet relaxed.
Du Xiaoying glanced around and lowered her voice to her daughter's ear, "Don't worry, our family split up and we got 800 yuan. Your father will have a salary of more than 40 yuan every month from now on."
The two sisters were so shocked that their mouths opened wide and they were stunned.
Du Xiaoying blinked, "I don't have to worry about it now."
Daya nodded blankly, her breathing tightened, and her worried little face was replaced by a smile.
Erya excitedly punched a few times and said, "Mom, I like my current home and my current life!"
"As long as our family works together, good days are ahead."
Du Xiaoying was filled with energy, having completely changed the hopeless confusion she had felt for two lifetimes. For the first time, she wondered how could every day be the same?!
......
"Da Ya and Er Ya, take the sisters to change clothes. Be careful not to catch a cold."
Du Xiaoying urged, soaking the snails in water, and quickly went into the house to light a fire and cook a big pot of thick brown sugar ginger soup.
"Shaha~Shaha~"
Si Ya and Wu Ya grimaced because of the spicy taste.
Du Xiaoying was so amused by her daughters' expressions that she quickly stuffed a small piece of rock sugar into the two children's mouths and said, "Eat some candy, and the spiciness will go away in a while."
In the evening, the six of them, mother and daughter, simply ate corn porridge and pickles, washed up early, and went to bed.
As soon as I lay down, I heard a knock on the door.
Daya sat up and asked, "Mom, is Dad back?"
"Your dad said he has to be on duty today. Is there a sudden change? Mom will go out and take a look." Du Xiaoying said, got off the kang, put on her slippers, and went out with a flashlight.
The yard was quiet.
"Who is it?"
Du Xiaoying pricked up her ears but heard nothing. She opened the small hole in the door and looked out. It was pitch black and there was no sign of anyone. A small bundle of branches lay quietly at the door.
He immediately guessed something, brought in the small bundle of wet firewood, locked the yard door, put the firewood under the eaves, and went back into the house.
"Mom, not my dad?" Daya asked curiously.
"No, someone sent a bundle of firewood." Du Xiaoying shook her head and quietly pointed the direction of the cowshed to her daughter.
Da Ya and Er Ya also knew that their mother had saved someone, and they immediately guessed the reason. They looked at each other, their little faces showing some hesitation and fear.
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