180: Who are you? Calling someone dad randomly
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Yu Erye immediately changed his words:
"Alright! You're going to get a haircut soon, right? What's the problem? Can't I just shave it for you?!"
He gritted his teeth, pursed his lips, and his eyes were filled with tears of grievance:
Oh my god, why is it so hard for me to go home?!
Just peel off a layer of skin!
Yu Erye wiped away his tears in hatred, and "willingly" sat down on the small stool prepared for him by his little sister, with his legs together, his hands on his knees, and he clenched his teeth and dared not move.
Yu Xiaoye wrapped a piece of cloth around his neck and started working on his head, shaving off all the lion's hair.
There really are lice in my second brother’s hair!
Sometimes after shaving his hair, lice would still crawl on his smooth scalp, so Yu Xiaoye had to catch the lice while shaving his hair.
The sound of lice popping and bursting when they were pressed to death on the scalp made Yu Xiaoye feel itchy all over, as if he had lice himself.
Finally shaved all my hair off.
The second brother touched his bald head and looked at the bunch of fallen black hair on the ground, tears falling down. Alas, he was bullied like this by this arrogant little sister as soon as he returned home. I'm afraid he will have no good days in the future.
I miss my brother so much!
If my eldest brother were still alive, he would never be bullied like this!
Now he is the only one left and he can’t beat this girl!
Regardless of the fact that her son was still sad about his baldness, Xu Ying brought a basin of hot water and asked him to wash his hair.
Yu Erye took the clay basin and placed it on a small stool. He bent down and put his head in to rub it.
While he was washing his hair, Xu Ying found a shovel and shoveled off the hair on the ground, even shoveling the dirt two centimeters thick, for fear that there might be some germs on the hair that would contaminate their yard.
He scooped up a shovel of hair, threw it far away, buried it under a small tree, and patted it tightly.
After returning, Xu Ying used a stick to pick up the pile of dirty and smelly rags he had just changed and put them into the earthenware basin, and threw him half a bar of soap:
"Go and wash your clothes yourself. You can wash them at the well or at the river, it's up to you."
Yu Erye touched his bald head, looked at the basin that Xu Ying handed over, was stunned for a moment, and said:
"Mom, how can I wash clothes? She has always been the one washing the clothes at home. I don't know how to wash clothes."
"You can't wash clothes, can you please learn how to do it?" Xu Ying roared angrily again, "I don't care who washed your clothes before, anyway, you have to wash your clothes yourself from now on. Don't count on me, and don't count on your sister. If I hear you ordering your sister to do the work again, I will chop off your dog paws!"
Yu Erye didn't dare to say another word, and ran away with the clay pot in his hands, tears in his eyes:
Isn’t it just washing clothes? It’s that simple. I will definitely wash them very clean!
The mother and daughter stood in the yard, looking at Yu Erye's back, and were silent for a long time.
After Yu Erye's back disappeared from his sight, Xu Ying sighed and wanted to say something, but didn't.
Yu Xiaoye asked cautiously:
"Mom, my second brother is back, are you happy?"
Xu Ying said breathlessly:
"Could you please stop asking such heart-wrenching questions?"
"Mom, you have memories and know what kind of person my second brother is. You should have been mentally prepared."
Xu Ying glanced at her daughter with great resentment:
"No amount of mental preparation is useful in the face of cruel reality."
After saying that, he resigned himself to going into the kitchen and preparing to cook.
When Xu Ying thought about having a new native son in the family and that the family would have to eat three meals a day in the kitchen in the future, he became angry again.
From now on, she was afraid that she would never be able to use her luxurious, advanced, clean and bright modern kitchen again, and could only stay in this low thatched house to cook.
She is becoming more and more indigenous now. She doesn't look like a time traveler at all. She is more indigenous than the indigenous people.
Fortunately, after a period of hard work, the situation at home has improved a lot.
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We are no longer penniless. Although we still lack some things, at least we can make a meal.
Yu Xiaoye followed Xu Ying into the kitchen. Seeing Xu Ying preparing to scoop cornmeal, she suddenly said:
"Mom, how about we make dumplings tonight? You've been dreaming about them, haven't you? Second brother is coming home today, so let's make some dumplings. I'll use the shepherd's purse you picked a few days ago, and I'll also share some roe deer meat. I'll make dumplings with the roe deer meat and shepherd's purse, and put some fish oil in them. It'll be a welcome treat for second brother."
"What kind of a welcome is that? Who welcomed us when we first came here? If it weren't for the fish, we would have starved to death. But he got the ready-made food as soon as he arrived!"
Xu Ying complained to herself, but she still tied the cornmeal bag back up, went to find the white flour bag, poured half of the white flour into the basin, and began to prepare the dough.
The white flour was not as dazzlingly white as the flour of later generations, but was a bit gray. However, it was still white flour and felt very fine.
Xu Ying mixed this half bag of precious white flour with water and placed it in a basin to wake up.
On the other side, chop the dumpling filling.
The earthen kitchen is still not very convenient to use. It is far inferior to the modern kitchen in the space yacht. There is no special place for cutting vegetables and chopping meat. There is no table. You can only put the chopping board on the stove to cut vegetables.
Cutting vegetables was fine, as it didn't require much strength, but chopping meat was a different matter. Xu Ying was afraid that if he used too much strength, the earthen stove would collapse, so he held his breath.
She chose the fattest piece of roe deer meat, weighing about one pound.
After cutting this piece of meat, he cut two more pieces, each weighing less than half a pound, and said that after dark, he would send one each to the homes of Widow Wang and Sai Jinhua.
I have eaten a lot of other people’s food before, and now that I have good things, I should share some with others.
On this point, the mother and daughter really thought of the same thing. Yu Xiaoye said in the morning that he would send a piece of meat to the two families, but he forgot about it after a busy day. This was reminded by Xu Ying, so he planned to send it in the evening.
Meat.
Here, the mother and daughter are busy making dumplings.
On the other side, Yu Jiahui finished work and went home as usual.
After jumping off the tractor, I said goodbye to my fellow workers and walked towards home alone. I saw a bald man holding a clay basin on the road ahead.
Yu Jiahui suddenly became alert:
Hey, this path only leads to his house. Is Baldy going to his house?
Who is this person?
He looks bald and doesn't look like a good person at all!
Why does the clay pot he is holding look so familiar?
Yu Jiahui felt that this person had come with ill intentions and that he had to be on guard early. He secretly glanced at the ground and saw a stone on the ground next to him. He bent down, picked up the stone, held it in his hand, and then walked forward with a swagger.
When he walked behind the bald man, he raised his hand and patted the shoulder of the person in front of him. The stone in his other hand was ready, ready to smash it on the head if things got bad.
As a result, the person in front turned around and Yu Jiahui said directly:
"What the hell!!"
Yu Jiahui's brain stopped working as if the power was turned off.
There was a "bang" sound, as if a clay pot had fallen to the ground and broken, and then the bald man shouted at him:
"dad!"
Yu Jiahui felt like he was taking a deep breath and then soaring into the sky. Holy shit, this was too sudden. He was fine when he left home this morning, but how come when he came back this evening, there was this eldest son?!
How come there were no signs beforehand?!
Before he had time to think about what was going on, the bald man's face appeared in front of him again.
Isn’t it? Look at this face, isn’t it the face of the illiterate son I saw by the river before?
Looking at the facial features, he doesn’t know if the child is his biological child, but he must be his wife’s biological child!
A genuine son.
Yu Jiahui quietly dropped the stone in his hand and began to act out his own performance:
"Who are you? Calling someone dad randomly, I don't mind, but does your mom mind?"
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