Chapter 83 Chapter 83 Gold
Anyway, they are not from the same village. Since someone is willing to take over, the captain is of course happy to put aside this troublesome matter. He nodded without thinking too much and said, "Thank you for your hard work."
Zhang Meijuan and Song Guogang rushed over as if they had been pardoned: "Thank you, thank you so much, you are such a good person."
Don't forget to mention Song Jiabao, who lowered his head and pretended to be a quail in the end.
Li Meihua smiled and said, "Come with me."
The people around looked at them in surprise. But because when Zhao Sanzhu was still around, Li Meihua had always been a silent and submissive person, giving people the impression of being an obedient daughter-in-law with great "feminine virtues", so now she is kind enough to take in the Song family...it seems reasonable?
As they walked away, the excitement came to an end and people around them dispersed in twos and threes.
It's time to go home for dinner.
After watching the excitement of the exam, they watched Song Ruan's parents secretly climb over the wall and get chased by a tiger, and then watched Song Ruan's brother rush into the pigpen, and even watched a family quarrel. It was like a show, and they were tired too.
Every day is so wonderful.
Everyone was satisfied.
The three members of the Song family followed Li Meihua into the yard. This house was newly built after Zhao Sanzhu became the village party secretary and allocated a residential plot. It has been renovated from time to time over the years, and overall, the conditions are still very good.
High walls, blue bricks and tiles, and rare glass windows.
Zhang Meijuan unconsciously looked at it a few more times - you know, even in the city, not everyone can use glass windows, and most people use newspapers to paste windows.
Li Meihua took in her expression calmly and led them to the main house naturally: "You and your family can sleep in this big house. I'll stay in the side room next door for the night."
Less than half a day after entering the Dongfeng Brigade, the three members of the Song family had already had three or four fights with different people and even animals. They felt that they were incompatible with this place and were quite flattered.
Zhang Meijuan said from the bottom of her heart: "You are totally different from the other people in your team. You are such a good person!"
Li Meihua's smile deepened. "Oh, it's not easy for you to come all the way here. We are destined to meet. Let's just make friends and I will do my best to be a good host."
"It would be great if everyone else in your team could be as sensible as you are." Song Guogang said gruffly, "You are a good woman."
Listen to the tone of this preaching, it's the same as Zhao Sanzhu's dog fart ding-dong sound
The muscles on Li Meihua's face twitched, but she still maintained a smile, looking virtuous and docile: "You are too kind."
Zhang Meijuan looked at Li Meihua, then at Song Guogang. The gratitude on her face gradually faded, and suspicion appeared in the corners of her eyes.
Song Jiabao has been spoiled by the old couple. He is a tactless person who can't read people's expressions.
Seeing that it seemed to have stabilized now, the woman in front of her looked gentle and easy to talk to, and she started shaking again and shouted: "I'm hungry, I stink!"
Zhang Meijuan put aside her doubts and took the initiative to speak: "Comrade, please look after the child..."
However, because of the speculation in her mind, her tone was not very polite, and she no longer had the gratitude she had when she first entered the room - she still felt that she was bearing a heavy burden.
But Li Meihua saw through her complicated little thoughts at a glance.
She felt a little nauseous.
No way, no way, this woman wouldn't think that she is so enthusiastic because she likes her man, right?
This is really...
A useless man who has to sell his daughter to find a job for his son, and who travels a long way to ask his daughter who has gone to the countryside to ask for money - is not as good as Zhao Sanzhu. At least he knows how to dig out money from others to subsidize his family instead of just squeezing his daughter's blood and sweat.
Moreover, he looks like a blind bear, with nothing inside his pants when they fell off. And he has a son who has no sense at all and looks spoiled... He thinks that others will come to grab a bite while he is eating shit?
How can you be so confident?
Li Meihua was sarcastic in her heart but did not show it on her face. Not only that, she also said considerately: You guys take a rest, I'll boil some water for you, you guys clean up and then come out to eat. ”
She closed the door, and Song Guogang fell on the kang, complaining to Zhang Meijuan: "Look at that damn girl you gave birth to, she's worse than an outsider!"
Zhang Meijuan was angry and retorted, "Can I give birth to a baby alone?"
Song Guogang glared: "I find that you are becoming more and more arrogant now!"
Before Zhang Meijuan could say anything, Song Jiabao shouted impatiently, "Mom and Dad, stop arguing. Come and help me with this thing! I feel so uncomfortable!"
It turned out that Li Meihua had brought hot water and clean clothes, but Song Jiabao couldn't carry them and was shouting.
The two stopped arguing, helped him get the water in and started scrubbing.
Li Meihua delivered three buckets of water in total, Song Jiabao used two buckets, Song Guogang and Zhang Meijuan shared one bucket of water. When the three of them had finished cleaning up and came out, Li Meihua had already quickly prepared a table of dishes.
Zhang Meijuan glanced sideways and saw a bowl of stewed pumpkin, a bowl of winter melon, a plate of radish strips, a bowl of stewed sauerkraut with fragrant bacon slices, and a basket of steamed buns made of quite a bit of flour.
It was already a very respectable reception in that era. For the Song family of three who had to eat porridge almost every day after their house was ransacked, it was the first delicacy they had not eaten in a long time. Without even waiting for Li Meihua to greet him, Song Jiabao had already sat down at the table with his saliva drooling.
Li Meihua's smile remained on her face, as if she hadn't noticed his impoliteness at all: "It's not that good, it's not as good as what you have in the city, I'm sorry for putting you there."
According to interpersonal communication, Zhang Meijuan should have said something polite like "No, no, there are so many delicious dishes, you've spent a lot of money", but Zhang Meijuan was upset and was complaining in her heart.
At first glance, there seem to be a lot of dishes, but they are just vegetables. These are the only things that these country folk have in abundance. They can just pick some from the vegetable garden. They are not rare!
There was only one bowl of meat dish, and it was a semi-meat dish like fried pork slices. She saw that this family did raise poultry - she didn't even mention the goose, they didn't even kill a single hen!
They have come from far away, how can we treat guests like this?
It's all a lie!
Thinking of this, the expression on her face became even more dull, and she didn't respond.
The atmosphere froze there for a moment.
Song Guogang was a little embarrassed, poked Zhang Meijuan with his elbow, and then said, "No, it's already very good."
He thought about it, and then said something awkwardly: "In the city, we need money and tickets for everything, and the supply is not much. The food is not as good as yours."
Li Meihua said happily: "You city people are good at talking. Hurry up and get on the kang."
With the back and forth communication, the originally tense atmosphere became warm again. Song Jiabao was eating hard while waving his chopsticks. In order to keep the atmosphere from getting dull, Song Guogang chatted with Li Meihua from time to time, which made Zhang Meijuan even more upset.
Look, look, she said that this old bitch was trying to seduce her man, and look, she’s talking so hard with her man that her teeth are sticking out!
This is unfair to Li Meihua, she was just giving a normal social smile. You can only say that you can't stand a person who always has ulterior motives in everything she does.
When she was about to say something sarcastic, Li Meihua suddenly slapped her head and said, "Look at me. I invited you guys to dinner, but I forgot to bring the wine. I really deserve a beating. Wait a minute."
She left the table, and Song Guogang finally found an opportunity. He frowned and looked at Zhang Meijuan: "What are you doing? They are so kind and took us in and invited us to dinner. Who are you showing your gloomy face to? Do you think she is Song Ruan?"
Just as Zhang Meijuan was about to point out Li Meihua's evil ambitions, Li Meihua came out with wine.
Song Guogang quickly stopped talking and gave Zhang Meijuan a warning look, telling her to stop causing trouble.
Although Zhang Meijuan was not convinced, she knew that one has to bow down when under someone's roof, so she swallowed her anger and picked up the chopsticks.
Li Meihua entered the kitchen and paced in front of the cupboard for a few times. She was reluctant to use the good wine that she had kept from Zhao Sanzhu last time, so she just took a bottle of plain wine commonly found in the supply and marketing cooperative. She then added half a bottle of water to it for fear of drinking too much - she was already very familiar with this operation.
She poured a glass for each of the Song family, and even poured a glass of wine for Song Jiabao: "You are still a child, just taste it, don't drink too much."
Song Jiabao didn't care. He responded to the result vaguely, and did not forget to wave his chopsticks to mow down the pot of sauerkraut and stewed bacon. He stuffed mouthful after mouthful into his mouth like a starving ghost, and his mouth was covered with soup and oil, and a lot of soup splashed on the table.
Li Meihua's eyebrows twitched unconsciously.
Song Guogang rarely felt embarrassed, and he scolded: "Song Jiabao, do you have any manners when eating!"
Before Zhang Meijuan could defend her child, Li Meihua advised: "Children have a good appetite, which is a good thing. Brother Song, drink, drink."
Song Guogang felt that there was no other woman in the world who was so considerate. He took a sip of the wine with emotion.
Zhang Meijuan was watching from the side, so angry that her lungs were about to explode - this old bitch was taking advantage of her!
She grabbed a steamed bun from the steamed bun frame as if to vent her anger and bit it fiercely. The bun was made a little dry by Li Meihua, and she ate it in a hurry, so she choked on the spot. It had to be fed by Li Meihua with two sips of wine before she could eat it.
Zhang Meijuan felt embarrassed in front of the mistress, so she simply took another big sip and then asked under the influence of alcohol: "Sister Meihua, you are such a good woman, why don't you meet your man?"
Damn it, is your man dead or he can’t satisfy you, so you are shameless enough to stare at other people’s men!
This hit the mark of Li Meihua's heart. She lowered her head bitterly and took a big sip of wine: "Hey, speaking of this, I'm sad too..."
Taking advantage of the fact that the three members of the Song family came from other places and did not know the specific situation, she complained and said that her husband was originally the village party secretary, but was demoted to a farm. Now she was the only one at home and her life was not easy.
When they heard that the man was demoted to a farm, the three members of the Song family were sobered up that even Song Jiabao, who was eating like a wild boar, put down his chopsticks - isn't this a bad element!
Does this count as them mixing with the families of bad guys?
They are serious people!
Li Meihua looked at their faces and quickly explained that her husband was framed.
But she was also smart and knew that if she said that Zhao Sanzhu was completely blameless, it would be too untrue, so she blurred the details of what Zhao Sanzhu had done and only said that he had made a small mistake and was framed by someone. However, as a woman, she could not help much. He was also forced to draw a line between himself and Zhao Sanzhu under pressure. After all, he had to save one of them.
Hearing that a clear line had been drawn, the three of them quietly relaxed their tense backs. However, after such a scare, they were not in the mood to eat.
Li Meihua pretended not to understand their expressions, as if she was drunk. She drank and muttered at the same time. Finally, as if she could not handle the alcohol anymore, she fell flat on the table on the kang.
After pushing him twice but he still didn't wake up, the three members of the Song family looked at each other in bewilderment. But it was a warm kang anyway, so he laid Li Meihua flat on the kang, covered her with a quilt, and without caring about the messy kang table, he went straight out of the side room.
It is the beginning of winter now, and it gets dark early. Moreover, the Northeast is at a higher latitude than the South. After all this trouble, it is already dark when we come out.
Fortunately, they found a candle on the table in the main room. They struck a match and lit it. The dim light barely illuminated most of the room, creating a sleepy atmosphere at night.
But the three of them couldn't sleep at this time - the old couple of the Song family sat at the table, frowning, thinking about something, and Song Jiabao walked around the room with a bulging belly to digest the food, and rummaged around in this strange room like a treasure hunt.
Zhang Meijuan nudged her husband with her elbow and said unwillingly, "This family has a bad background, and no one else is willing to take us in. Are we just going to go back like this?"
Song Guogang was also upset: "Then what do you say we should do? That damn girl is so cruel, if I had known I would have drowned her! It's really unnecessary to be so kind as to spare her life!"
Zhang Meijuan moved her mouth, but said in a bad tone: "What's the point of saying this now! The key is that we haven't received any money at all. What should we do when we go back?"
Song Guogang said angrily: "You ask me, what can I do, can I beat her tiger or what?"
Suddenly, Song Jiabao, who was groping around the room, felt something flashing in his eyes. Being bored, he quickly went over and saw a faint golden light in the fallen wall at the corner. He held his breath unconsciously, as if he had found a treasure, and reached out to dig at it.
Wow! A piece of gold!
But because it was embedded in the wall, he couldn't dig it out by himself, so he turned abruptly to look at his parents who were sitting on the kang.
He shouted excitedly, then lowered his voice: "Dad, Mom! Come and see!"
Song Guogang and Zhang Meijuan came over impatiently, took a look, and also became excited.
Gold, gold...
“Gold!!”
Zhang Meijuan screamed excitedly.
Song Guogang elbowed her hard: "Keep your voice down! Do you want to wake up the people next door?"
Zhang Meijuan staggered after being pushed. She was not able to help but get angry. Her eyes were shining. "How could they have gold?"
"Didn't they say that this man was the village party secretary before, but was put in jail later? I think it's most likely because of corruption!"
Song Jiabao also heard a few of Li Meihua's complaints: "Didn't Aunt Meihua say that she was framed and went to jail?"
"Do you believe her?" Song Guogang sneered, and said in a tone of "I know best in the world", "How can a bad person take the initiative to say that he is a bad person?"
In order to help his son understand, he even took the initiative to use his own example: "You said, we said we went to the countryside because we were worried about your sister, is it really true?"
Song Jiabao suddenly realized.
"Is this stolen money? It won't be a problem if we take it!"
Although Zhang Meijuan is greedy for money, she is still afraid of this kind of thing.
"I think it's okay to take it." Song Guogang analyzed in a serious manner, "This gold is probably hidden by the branch secretary. Li Meihua probably doesn't know about it. After all, if you knew there was gold hidden in this house, would you be willing to let a stranger live in it?"
Zhang Meijuan judged others by herself and shook her head like a rattle.
How is that possible!
If she hid a piece of gold somewhere, she would pluck out the hair and search even the mice that walked around that place, let alone the people.
Song Guogang clapped his hands and said, "So, this is probably the private money that the village party secretary hid. Now that he's in jail, it's a good deal for us!"
"Men know how to hide their private money."
Song Guogang vowed solemnly.
Song Jiabao's eyes wandered.
Zhang Meijuan's death stare.
Song Guogang: “…”
He knew he had said something wrong, so he clenched his fist and coughed, then put on his dignity as the head of the family: "Okay! Now the point is not this, we need to quickly get the gold and restore the wall to its original state."
"We will buy tickets and leave tomorrow. We will tell others that we were heartbroken by our unfilial daughter, but we can't bear to embarrass her - we can still have a good reputation!"
"Xiang Province is far away from here. Even if the village party secretary came back, it has been so long. Who would have thought it was us? Even if he guessed it, would he still come to us? Would he dare to disclose such stolen money?!"
"Jiabao's father, you still have an idea!"
Zhang Meijuan seemed to have taken a reassurance pill and kept praising.
Song Guogang said righteously: "If you ask me, I don't know what kind of borers they are, even gold bricks! Such good things should be given to us workers with good family backgrounds! If we take them, it will be called punishing evil and promoting good."
"Come on, Jiabao, let's look for it again, just in case there's still one left?"
The family was rummaging around the house like mice.
In the next room, Li Meihua, who was originally extremely drunk, was now leaning against the wall, listening to the noise coming from next door.
She touched the bulging inner pocket of her chest and smiled triumphantly.
Take it! Take it! Take it away quickly!
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