Wei Yang climbed up from the kang wearing a bright red autumn shirt and autumn pants. His face was still confused as if he had just woken up, and his cheeks had two red spots that were unique to winter.
"What's going on? Why's it so noisy?"
Wei Ci took off her three layers of clothing and replied, "A grandfather named Cun Bo fell off the roof. Uncle Tang Jianguo and the others are heading there."
who?
Grandpa Cunbo?
Grandpa Cunbo!!
The remaining sleepiness in Wei Yang was startled away, and he jumped up directly from the kang.
"Is that the Grandpa Cunbo I was thinking of?"
Wei Ci wondered: "Are there many people called Grandpa Cunbo?"
Wei Yang rolled his eyes at her, remembering that she had been in a daze for the past sixteen years and didn't know anything about the big or small things happening in the village. He embarrassedly retracted his half-rolled eyes.
She gathered the quilt around her and pushed it aside. The kang was too hot and she was covered too thickly. She was almost dying of heat.
She grabbed the corner of the quilt and twisted her butt, then twisted to Wei Ci and whispered in her ear about the glorious deeds of Grandpa Cunbo.
Grandpa Cunbo, whose original name was Wei Cunbo, was one of the few surviving veterans of the War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression in Magou Village.
It is said that he was the youngest child of his generation in the village. After the Japanese invaded, he witnessed the tragic deaths of his mother, father, sister, and brother, and directly joined the anti-Japanese war team, fighting for more than ten years.
"Grandpa Cun never married, and he spent half his life fighting in wars, which left him with many health problems. After the founding of the People's Republic of China, he refused to become an official and chose to return to his hometown to retire. Your father, my father, and most of my uncles and aunts were disciples of Grandpa Cun and his great-uncle. My father, in particular, was Grandpa Cun's last disciple, just like your father was his great-uncle's last disciple."
Wei Ci was amazed. It turned out that the master was in the open. This small village looked insignificant, but it was full of sweeping monks.
"Was my brother also taught by my great-uncle?"
Wei Ci remembered that she seemed to have heard it from her second brother.
"Yes, that's right. Your eldest brother and second brother are taught by your great-uncle, and only my brother is taught by Uncle Hai."
"Four disciples in one sect?"
"What kind of disciples are we? At best, we're just following to keep fit. The real masters are the older generations. Otherwise, with my brother's intermittent behavior, he would have been hung up and whipped with a bullwhip by Uncle Hai long ago."
Thinking of this, Wei Yang wanted to sigh. It was his stupid brother who fell in love with Uncle Hai's two big dogs and insisted on learning hunting from Uncle Hai.
The result was that after a few years, I had only learned a half-baked knowledge of hunting. Every time I went into the mountains, I was either chased by wild boars or scared to death by poisonous snakes.
But the two dogs from Tianyuanfangdi don't like him. As for his kung fu, he hasn't learned much, but he is well-known in the whole village for his ability to cause trouble. Today he beats up Zhang San's son, and tomorrow he burns Li Si's straw stack. Her mother, such a gentle woman, was forced by her brother to have a reputation as a fierce warrior in the surrounding area.
Wei Ci suddenly realized it, no wonder.
"Aci, come here and have a piece of roasted sweet potato. It's still hot."
Second Grandma stuffed a golden roasted sweet potato into Wei Ci's hand, and did not forget to talk about her granddaughter who slept until noon and still did not get up.
"Look at you being so lazy. If you marry into your husband's family in the future, you will be despised to death."
"Then I won't get married!"
"Why don't you get married and stay at home as an old maid? Can your father support you? Wait until your sister-in-law comes home and see if she despises you."
"If you dislike me, I'll ask my brother to take his wife and leave the house. The Chairman said that women hold up half the sky. I'll take care of you in your old age!"
Wei Ci listened to the bickering between the grandmother and grandson with a smile, and carefully peeled off the charred sweet potato skin. The sweet fragrance hit her face, and there was caramel on the yellow sweet potato flesh. She took a bite and it was soft, glutinous and fragrant.
She tasted it and realized that these were sweet potatoes produced in her space. She didn't expect that she had just sent them some sweet potatoes yesterday, but she was eating them today.
"Does this smell familiar? It's the ones your brother sent me. I ate a few and planned to use the rest to grow seedlings. I'll plant this in the spring. I don't know where your brother got this variety; I've never seen it before."
Wei Ci felt a little guilty and just lowered her head and chewed without saying a word.
She had eaten sweet potatoes of this era before. They had a lot of tendons and were not sweet. She would choke for a long time after taking a bite. They were unlike the ones in her space. Those were the varieties her mother got for her. It was said that they had been optimized for more than ten generations. Not only did they have an amazing yield, but they also tasted amazing.
"I don't know how your uncle is doing. He's already quite old, but why is he still so worrying? He doesn't care about his own health and even dares to climb on the roof in such heavy snow..."
The two little sisters sat side by side with dull eyes, listening to their second grandmother nagging for half an hour about the ignorance of their old uncle.
As they were talking, Wei Qingfeng and Wei Qiang came back, their heads and bodies wet, their faces red from the cold.
"I can hear Wei Yang's noisy voice from so far away, but you're willing to get up from the kang? Go out and see if there's any other girl who can sleep as long as you do."
Wei Qiang started nagging as soon as he entered the room, and threw a chestnut shell at Wei Yang in anger.
"Brother, have a roasted sweet potato to warm yourself up!"
Wei Ci stuffed the half-eaten sweet potato in her hand into Wei Qingfeng's hand. She really couldn't eat anymore. She had already been fed three in a short while. If she ate any more, not only would she get heartburn, but her stomach would probably be full.
Wei Qingfeng didn't mind and finished the whole sweet potato in just a few bites.
Wei Qiang was envious, and turned his head to look at his sister who was still puffing and glaring, and said with disdain: "Look at how other girls are doing, and then look at you."
Wei Yang couldn't stand it anymore and jumped off the kang.
"Then why don't you see how Brother Qingfeng acts as a brother!"
The second wife's mouth and eyebrows twitched. She was so disgusted that she pulled Wei Ci and his sister to sit by the stove.
"How is your Grandpa Cunbo?" Second Grandma was still worried about Wei Cunbo's condition, hoping that he would suffer again in his old age.
"It's nothing, just a sprained ankle and a broken right leg. After all, I'm not young anymore, and my bones are brittle and can't withstand falls."
Even if they fell into a pile of fluffy snow, they could not escape the fate of broken arms and legs.
"Don't worry, Second Grandma. Uncle Jianguo has taken him to the barefoot doctor. He's fine. Don't worry."
Wei Cunbo's incident also served as a warning to everyone in the village. There were many people with limited mobility and no children, and they were all stubborn old men and women. In the end, it was decided that each household would select one or two young people every day to look after them and help them in any way they could.
"That's fine too. Those old guys have lived through hardships and what sufferings did they not endure when they were young? They shouldn't suffer anymore now that they are old."
Thinking of this, the second grandmother thought of her husband who died early. There were more wrinkles between her eyebrows and her eyes became more turbid.
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