Although Feng Youcai said that he was almost recovered, he was actually still far from being fully recovered.
As soon as the day breaks, I can only hide in the shadow under the bed where the sunlight cannot reach.
Feng Yijia saw it and felt pain in his heart.
I used to be able to walk around during the day as long as the sun wasn’t shining directly on me, so why would I be so afraid of the light?
Early in the morning, Feng Yijia, who had not slept for half the night, said goodbye to his father and did not catch up on sleep to make breakfast. He went out with a hoe and a backpack.
Having been a ghost for decades, she knows some things that are good for the soul even without anyone teaching her.
I went up the mountain to find some half-grown locust, mulberry and peach saplings, dug them out with great effort, and then went home to transplant them in front of and behind the house.
In the past, whenever she was injured by the sun or lightning, she would hide in these trees to recuperate, and after a while she would be able to float around again.
Feng Yijia was physically tired but mentally happy as she was busy going up and down the mountain.
From now on, she is finally no longer alone.
The people in Mengjia Village also started to get busy.
It was already early September.
The village primary school has started, and the rice in the fields has entered the harvest season.
The children began to go to school and the adults began to harvest rice. The sounds of reading and the clacking of rice ears echoed throughout the valley from morning to night, and there was a busy scene everywhere.
Meng Sheng stayed in the city for a few days. Taking advantage of the autumn when some mountain products were ripe, he added chestnuts, walnuts and other nuts to his dry goods store. Then he returned to the village with bags of goods to help harvest rice.
Meng Qiang went to school, while Meng Chao was obsessed with money and was reluctant to spend the income from his daily stall. After attending the funeral of Meng Jiefang and others, he went out of the mountain the next day.
Someone in the village went to the market and saw Meng Chao setting up a stall in the township. No one was there during such an important time as the autumn harvest, so the news that someone in the Meng family was doing business naturally spread.
Now we don’t see government officials cracking down on speculation and profiteering, and villagers can openly buy and sell things produced at home.
But no one dares to do business exclusively.
Many people came to the Meng family to ask about it, and Chen Hongxing explained to them that Meng Chao was working as a stall manager for someone else.
Instead of working in a factory to earn a salary from the government, working for a self-employed individual who was looked down upon at that time was not something to be proud of or envious of.
When the villagers heard this, they looked down on him and stopped asking curious questions.
When Mr. Meng Anchang learned about it, he was too sad to care about his elder brother's death. He asked his eldest son to help him go to Meng Chenglin's house to talk.
After the old man sat down, he puffed on his pipe and said, "There are few good people doing business outside nowadays. Chaowa, a good and honest child, don't learn bad things from others.
Besides, if they start cracking down on speculation and profiteering again someday, our group will have to stay in jail.
Second brother, let Chaowa come back to farm.
Now that we have divided the land and the crops are good, we can honestly farm at home and earn a living, and we won't go hungry!"
If you rely solely on farming, you won't starve, but you won't eat well either.
Not to mention Meng Sheng, even Meng Chao's income in a few days is equivalent to what he would earn from farming for a year with hard work.
Although Meng Chenglin was still a little nervous, he was already tempted by the money.
However, his wife told him not to show off his wealth, even in front of his father and brothers. He sighed and replied, "Dad, I also want him to stay at home and farm, but you all know the situation at home.
We built a few houses in the past two years and had to pay for our son's schooling, but we were really too poor to do anything about it.
As a father, I have no ability and can only let them find some money outside.
Otherwise, the wife that the boss promised me won’t be able to be married this year!"
Meng Anchang puffed on his cigarette and fell silent.
He did have some money saved, but as he got older, he needed money for medicine when he was sick, money for a good coffin, and money for old clothes and shoes. He also thought it would be best if he could be buried in a Taoist temple for seven days after his death, so that he would suffer less and be reborn in a good way in the next life.
There is no extra to take out.
After finishing a bowl of tobacco, the old man went home without saying anything.
Meng Chengbai was afraid that his younger brother would borrow money from him, so he became invisible.
He saved some money by taking on carpentry work, but since he had many children and they needed money to get married, he had no money left.
As for the matter of my nephew helping others buy and sell things, it is not customary to punish others collectively nowadays, so even if something happens, it will not fall on me.
My grandparents and uncle don't care, and no one else has the time or the position to care.
Meng Chao's incident didn't cause much of a stir in the village and everything was settled.
Meng Sheng, who came back to help with the autumn harvest at home, often took time out of his busy schedule to appear in front of Feng Yi's house from time to time.
When people were collecting herbs in the mountains, he would go into the mountains to hunt or chop wood. When people were busy at home, he would go to their homes to bring food and drink.
Feng Yijia didn't think much about it as usual. After experiencing life and death and knowing so many secrets about each other, their relationship was far from ordinary.
Feng Youcai, who was floating in the dark, quickly noticed that something was wrong.
He dared to guarantee with his own devilish brain that this bastard who sent a pheasant today and a rabbit tomorrow definitely had bad intentions.
Especially those eyes, which were brighter when they saw their daughter than a dog seeing a bone.
Although Feng Yijia's mother was bought from another village in exchange for two bags of chestnuts during the three-year natural disaster, the fact that he had never pursued a girl did not mean that he was unaware of men's fickle minds.
The alarm in my head went to full blast. I carefully observed Feng Yijia and breathed a sigh of relief when I saw that he didn't seem to be aroused.
Not to mention that Meng Sheng is Meng Yun's cousin, but his mother Chen Hongxing is not an easy person to deal with. When she was a daughter-in-law, she was not someone to be trifled with. If she becomes a mother-in-law, who knows how her good boy will be bullied by her!
One night, he even found time to ask his daughter in a roundabout way, "Dear, Meng Changjun is gone. Have you ever thought about finding someone else to keep you company?"
Feng Yijia has now put aside his past hatred and unwillingness. He is busy making money during the day and talking to his father at night, enjoying the belated fatherly love. He has no worries about food and drink, and the future is bright. He feels like he is living in a honey pot every day.
When I first heard what my father said, I thought he was urging me to get married, so I waved my hand and said hurriedly, "I don't think so. Dad, take a look at the nearby villages. How many wives are living well?
Like men, she has to go up the mountains and down the fields, and then have children, and serve her parents-in-law, husband, and children.
I am so busy at home and outside that I am exhausted. I work hard for decades, but in the end I get nothing good.
From now on, it will be just the two of us living a quiet life at home!"
Feng Youcai was just afraid that his little darling would be deceived by the bastard next door, but he didn't expect to hear such words.
In the minds of parents in the 1970s and 1980s, if their daughters didn’t get married, it would be like the sky falling and the earth collapsing.
Even though he became a ghost, his thoughts didn't change.
He said anxiously: "My girl, what girl doesn't want to get married?
A dad is someone who can stay with you your whole life, but that’s different from a husband or a child.
It’s okay now that you are young and able to move, but what will you do when you are old and can’t move, and there is no one to take care of you?
What should I do if I get sick?
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