"That's because Laba porridge can only be eaten on Laba Festival. If you eat it every day, then Laba Festival will not have the flavor of a festival. But if you really want to eat it in the future, mom can make it for you." Zeng Wenjuan still respects every traditional festival very much.
"Okay." Goudan ate the Laba porridge with a spoon.
After dinner, Zeng Wenjuan went to the kitchen to wash the dishes while Zhao Jianguo sharpened a kitchen knife on a grindstone.
Goudan held his toy and said loudly, "Mom and Dad, I'm going out to play. I'll be back at noon."
"Okay, don't make trouble in other people's homes." Zhao Jianguo looked at Goudan and warned him. Although he knew that his own child was not that kind of child, he still had to say what he should say.
After clearing the dishes, Zeng Wenjuan sat on the sofa and chatted with Zhao Jianguo face to face. She looked at the weather outside and said, "The snow is slowly melting. When can we go out together to buy some New Year's goods?"
"Okay, I'll listen to you. Let's go to the county town and find a photo studio to take a photo! Goudan has grown up, but I've never taken a photo with him." Zhao Jianguo suggested.
Zeng Wenjuan nodded after hearing this. The last time she took a photo was when Goudan was just one month old. It has been three years since then.
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Shuitou Village.
"Sister, why did you make so many dried pumpkins and pumpkin cakes? We can't finish them all." Zhao Hongqi, the younger sister of the Zhao family, stood next to the winnowing basket and secretly ate the dried pumpkin, and then asked.
"Tsk... didn't I tell you? Don't touch those over there. If you want to eat, just eat these two plates. Those are what I was going to send to your sister Wenjuan. They just joined the army and don't grow any vegetables." After seeing this, Zhao Hongtiao patted her younger sister's hand.
Zhao Hongqi felt a little aggrieved. She pouted and said, "Sister Wenjuan has been away for so long. She rarely sends letters or things back. Why do you always think about sending them things?"
"What nonsense are you talking about? The things we send are not worth much. They are grown at home. Didn't you eat the things your sister Wenjuan sent back last time? You had to buy them with money." Zhao Hongtiao picked up Zhao Hongqi and patted her on the butt, this ungrateful little girl.
"That's right, little sister, how could you do this? The meat that Sister Wenjuan sent us before cost money. You know you need a ticket if you want to buy things at the supply and marketing cooperative. Some things can't be bought just by having money." The eldest sister Zhao Honghua also chimed in.
Zhao Hongqi didn't dare to say anything after hearing what her sisters said. She grabbed a handful of dried pumpkin and eggplant from the dustpan and ran away.
"Oh... this kid just knows how to go out and play all day long." Zhao Hongtiao shook her head helplessly, but her hands were fiddling with the dried eggplants and pumpkins that were about to dry.
"Sister, you have learned a lot of words during this period of time. Why don't you write another letter to Sister Wenjuan yourself?" Zhao Honghua said to Zhao Hongtiao.
"Can I do this? Wenjuan won't be able to understand it. Forget it, just help me write it." Zhao Hongtiao said unconfidently.
"Sister, you have to believe in yourself. I think what you write is very good. If you want to send the things over, you can also write a letter to Sister Wenjuan to tell her about the situation in Zhaojia Village during this period." Zhao Honghua still encouraged Zhao Hongtiao very much, and Zhao Hongtiao did learn well.
After Zeng Wenjuan left the village, strange things happened frequently in the Zhao family. At first, Father Zhao went up the mountain to dig herbs, but he didn't find any. He met a wolf and was hit. He fell directly down the hillside, and his life was saved, but his legs were lost forever.
Then, Mrs. Deng used to be the loud speaker in the village, gossiping everywhere. Unexpectedly, one day she woke up and became mute. Whether she went to the county hospital or other large hospitals, they could not find out the reason.
Finally, it was Zhao Zhaocai and Zhou Li. Because their families were broke, they could not suck Zhao Jianguo's blood, so they quarreled every day. Finally, Zhou Li took Dabao home.
Zhao Hongtiao thought about this and felt that it made sense. She nodded and said, "Okay, you spread out these dried eggplants and pumpkins outside to dry. I will mail them out tomorrow if they are ready. Now I will go into the house to write a letter."
Zhao family.
"Zhaocai Zhaocai, hurry up and pour me a glass of water. I'm dying of thirst. Oh, why haven't you called your wife back yet?" Old Man Zhao was wailing while lying on the bed, calling out to Zhao Zhaocai.
But Zhao Zhaocai was lying on the rocking chair at his door, and he did not move after hearing what Old Man Zhao said. In the end, it was Mrs. Deng who poured Old Man Zhao a glass of water.
"I think it must be Zeng Wenjuan. She cast a curse on the family when the family was divided. Otherwise, why would our family be so unlucky after she left? They are both disaster stars. They are both disaster stars." After drinking the water, Old Man Zhao started cursing viciously on the bed.
"Dad, you are right. Now you and my mother are both sick. As a son, he cannot stay out of it. Although we have separated, you are sick and you have to be treated." Zhao Zhaocai seemed to have thought of a good idea. He stood up from the chair and said to his father Zhao while standing at the door.
Why didn't Zhao Zhaocai go into the house? The main reason was that after Zhao's father was injured, he ate, drank, defecated, urinated, and slept on the bed. The wood was not well ventilated, and now the whole house was full of stench. Zhou Li was angry and went back to her parents' home because she had to take care of Zhao's father, and there was no savings at home.
"Yes, that unfilial son and daughter are both sick, and I didn't know about it. Send me some money. I really raised them in vain. If I had known earlier, I should have strangled them to death." Old Man Zhao was lying on the bed. His temper had changed drastically. Before, he was calculating in his mind, but now that his legs were gone, every time he spoke, he was cursing viciously.
"I'll write them a letter now and ask them to send money back, at least 200 yuan first. If they don't want to send it, I'll write a letter to their leader. Ask him not to be a soldier. It would be better for him to come back early to take care of the store." Zhao Zhaocai said with a resentful look on his face.
Deng looked at the father and son and wanted to speak, but no sound came out of her mouth. She held Zhao Zhaocai's arm tightly. With her eyes and actions, she said, "You can't go. They are all monsters. If our family goes to provoke them again, we will live a worse life. You must not go."
"Mom, please stop holding me. It will waste time. Let go of my hand quickly." Zhao Zhaocai tried his best to pull his arm out of Deng's hand.
“Ah…I ah I ah I ah…ah…I called me…” Ms. Deng opened her mouth to speak but could not utter a complete sentence.
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