Zhu Laosi drove the ox cart through the parade. After he had walked a long way, everyone in the cart suddenly burst into laughter.
“Haha~”
He Wanlin: "Who is so talented that he actually watered them with cow dung mixed with water? Do they want them to grow crops???"
"Yes, it's enough to just pour manure water, but pouring a layer of cow dung water on top is such a waste. They don't have cow dung water anymore."
Chen Ping nodded, thinking in her heart, if He Cao and the others marched to the brigade, she would mix it with artificial fertilizer from the dry toilet or chicken manure from the chicken coop.
"The people who watered the land will probably be scolded by their team leader soon. It's such a waste. At least some crops can grow if they water the land. Why don't they water them instead~"
Zhu Laosi shook his head and said "tsk tsk" in his heart. He turned his head to look at the parade behind him and whipped the cow on its butt:
"Old buddy, hurry up and leave, or you'll be suffocated to death." The old man was also afraid of the stench.
With a "puchi" sound, He Wanqing laughed.
"Fourth Master, He Cao and Xu Weijun will probably hate you to death after hearing what you just said."
"Wanqing girl, I am not afraid of your Fourth Master. I am alone, why would I be afraid of them?"
"Yes, yes, you are not afraid. I don't know who saw Zhu Sanni and took a detour as if he saw something dirty."
As soon as she said this, the accountant's wife and others burst out laughing.
They followed up her words with a joke about Zhu Laosi, and soon they left the parade ten miles away.
Because it had just rained, everyone was in a hurry to drain the water, so the path was a little difficult to walk on. In some places, there were large and small dams connected, and the water had flooded onto the road.
Fortunately, Zhu Laosi's driving skills were as steady as when he came. Everyone got off the cart and walked for a while. After an hour and a half, they returned to the village safely.
The group got off the ox cart at the entrance of the village and heard the wailing of the village from afar.
"Alas, the Zhang family is also pitiful. Two old people and a young one are gone just like that."
"Aunt Jiang, aren't there only old people? Why are there children here???"
Thinking about what happened yesterday, He Wanqing and Shen Ping looked at Jiang Mei who was speaking with curious eyes.
"Hey, it's Zhang's grandson. He got into trouble at home yesterday and came here to hide. Who knew he would end up here."
Before Jiang Mei could speak, Aunt Xiu beside her frowned and looked at the village. How could she explain to the two curious sisters?
"Grandson???" The two sisters looked at each other and then looked at the two of them again.
"Yes, he was lazy at the time and slept next to the old couple of the Zhang family. When everyone dug up the old couple's things and cleaned up, they found him. He was already dead."
"How old is he? Whose son is he?"
"She's from an old family. Fortunately, she has three sons, otherwise I don't know what kind of trouble she would have caused." The secretary's wife said with regret.
He Wanqing and the others didn't know how to respond to this. After all, it was a human life. Even if the person had a son, that was the life that the person had risked his life to give birth to.
The secretary's wife looked at them, as if she had guessed what they were thinking. She pointed at the elderly ladies and aunts present and said:
"Ask them, who hasn't had one or two children die? Let alone others, your family, Wanqing, and your grandmother's family also had several children die.
You don't have to do this. In our day and age, surviving is a matter of fate.
If he can't survive, it's useless even if you treat him like an eyeball every day. He doesn't have that fate. No matter how well you treat him, he will die early. ”
She herself has lost a son and two daughters, but they are still alive and well now, so she has the most say.
After looking at a few people, the secretary's wife frowned and went into the village with the things she bought.
"Okay, you guys should go home too. It's getting late. Go home and make lunch." After saying this, Jiang Mei, the accountant's wife, followed the secretary's wife into the village.
The remaining ladies shook their heads, looked a little depressed, and walked towards the village.
"Wanqing, do you want to go back to your mother's house or your own home?" Zhou Lianyi looked at them and spoke to break the awkwardness.
"Go back to my mother's house, the four of you!" Then he took out the meat and ribs from the bamboo basket and gave them to Gu Ya and Wu Shuling:
"Take it and eat it. There's not much meat, but more ribs. If you don't have any vegetables, go pick some from my yard."
"Thank you, sister-in-law." They both spoke at the same time.
"You're welcome. Go back and do it." After saying that, she clapped her hands at Chen Ping, signaling her to go back quickly. Then she took He Wanlin to her mother's house.
"Sister, will you stay at my aunt's house this afternoon, or go back to your own home?" He Wanlin asked as she walked, carrying a bamboo basket.
"I'm a little tired. I'll go back to sleep after dinner so I don't have to run back and forth at night." Knowing what she wanted to say, she yawned.
"Okay then. Your health is more important. My second sister and I will try tonight to see if we can cook it to your taste."
"Trust me, add more chili, garlic and oil, and the crayfish and snails will be delicious." Holding back the tears, she patted her shoulder to encourage her.
"Yeah, I thought so too."
The two sisters chatted as they walked home and soon arrived at the door.
The two of them entered from He's mother's house and saw Grandma He and others sitting in the yard, some picking vegetables and some sewing shoe soles.
"Mother... we are back."
"Grandma...sister-in-law, we are back."
The two sisters spoke at the same time, causing He's mother and the others to turn their heads and look at them at the same time.
"Now that you're back, come in. Why are you standing at the door?"
After taking a look at the two of them, Aunt He scratched her head with a needle twice, then retracted her gaze and continued to sew the soles of her shoes while responding to the two of them.
"You're standing there and not coming in, are you expecting us to invite you?"
He's mother, who was speaking, was frightened by the two people's voices and gave the two sisters standing at the door a cold look.
"Here we go." The two sisters looked at each other and shrugged.
Knowing that the two of them had just interrupted the conversation of He's mother and the others, and now making He's mother and the others unhappy, he immediately ran into the yard like a dog, walked up to them, and started talking about what happened in the commune.
He Wanlin, who witnessed the parade in person, described the event as if her mother and others had been there.
The story continued until the encounter between the parade team and the countryside, and then turned to the two families involved in the landslide yesterday.
Before He's mother and the others could be happy enough, the sisters' words brought back sad memories.
Seeing the whole family looking depressed, He Wanqing pulled He Wanlin who wanted to continue speaking.
When she looked at me, I shook my head to signal her not to ask any more questions, so as to avoid being scolded later.
No one saw what the sisters did. Wu Juxiang, who was saddened by the past, took the unfinished soles home with sadness on her face.
The second person to stand up was Grandma He. The old lady staggered and walked unsteadily through the door in the yard towards home.
But the back view looks so sad that people can't help but feel distressed.
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