After dinner, Cheng Rushan suggested going to the new house to take a look. Although it was dark, the electric light did not hinder the work.
Building a kang in the countryside is very tiring work. In the hot summer, you need to make mud, remove the adobe, and dry it in the sun. If it is an old kang, it will be terrible. When you open it, the dust will fly all over the room, choking you to death. Building a new kang is not that troublesome. The city is not the countryside, and there is no need to dismantle the old kang to accumulate fertilizer. Therefore, Cheng Rushan suggested using bricks, cement boards and mud to make a kang, which is clean and tidy and not easy to break.
Jiang Lin directed Jiang Xinglei and others to mix the mud, while Cheng Rushan mixed the mortar in a broken bucket. Then they went into the house to make the kang frame and the stove frame according to the measured dimensions.
In order to make the kang more practical, it is not necessary to pile it up on the ground, but to plan it down about half a foot.
Jiang Xinglei borrowed simple tools from carpenters and masons, including shovels and hoes, to dig and clear the soil, and then began to build the frame.
Jiang Dongjian saw Cheng Rushan building a low wall on one side, and was thinking about helping him, when he saw Jiang Lin squatting on the other side, putting on a glove, and starting to build a brick wall. She was strong and worked as skillfully as a man, throwing cement and pressing bricks, scraping the inside and outside with a spatula, and it was clean and neat. It was a pleasure to watch her being so carefree.
The four men of the Jiang family were collectively petrified.
Jiang Xinglei: "Sister, when did you learn how to build a wall?"
Jiang Lin: "You've been in the countryside for five or six years, so you'll learn it. Even if you haven't eaten pork, you've seen pigs run."
Jiang Dongjian said to his youngest son, "Go and learn well from your sister." Shuihuai Village is a good place. If his daughter can learn so well, his son will not be far behind.
With Jiang Lin and Cheng Rushan working together, the frames of the kang and the pot were quickly completed.
The next day, the flue inside the kang was fixed, and then cement boards were placed on top, and straw mud was piled on top, and it was smoothed from the inside out with a spatula, almost the thickness of a brick. This way, it can keep warm and have elasticity, so that the kang will not be too hot or too cold.
After setting up the kang, Jiang Lin designed it again. She and Cheng Rushan built a stove together. The stove she designed was slightly different from those in the countryside. Instead, it was more like the ones in teahouses. A large iron pot was placed on the main stove. The iron pot was slightly smaller than those in the countryside. There were two small stove holes on the side to hold a small iron pot, and there was also a place to boil water, which could save coal and firewood.
Because bricks, tiles and cement are easier to buy than in the countryside, the stove is made entirely of bricks and cement boards, which are stronger and more beautiful than the stoves made of adobe in the countryside. The gaps are filled with cement and covered with cement boards, which are smooth and easy to maintain. Jiang Lin also built a simple cupboard to store pots, pans, and bowls, which is convenient and tidy.
By the time we finished cleaning up, not only the neighbors but also the factory leaders came to visit at noon.
"Lao Jiang, your son-in-law is a great cook!"
"Haha, haha." Jiang Dongjian had been grinning foolishly for the whole afternoon. He told others that it was built by his daughter and son-in-law, but people directly understood it as the son-in-law. What could the daughter do?
"Young man, build one for our house." Some people couldn't help but feel jealous and wanted to do the same.
Cheng Rushan said with a smile, "If we had ready-made bricks, stones and cement, we could build one in half a day. Unfortunately, we have to go home tomorrow. I'll build one for whoever is in a hurry first, and the others can ask a mason to do it the same way. If you are not in a hurry, I will definitely build a stove for you the next time I come."
Director Mo of the factory's Revolutionary Committee wanted one. His family had been assigned to live upstairs, but his parents lived alone in the bungalow downstairs and refused to move upstairs. They insisted on sleeping on the kang. There was a kang and a stove, but they just couldn't be used. When the fire was lit, smoke would come out and it could choke a person. Director Mo asked many masons to repair it, but the problem would happen again after a few days. Finally, the old lady was so angry that she forced her son to dismantle the stove pit, and she would sleep on the kang instead of burning the fire. The kang would get damp if it was not burned all year round, and it was unhealthy to sleep on it. But the old lady was stubborn and refused to move, so the director could only install a stove, and he had to be careful that the old lady would be poisoned by gas.
Such a large auto parts factory always needs to build something, so naturally there are spare bricks, tiles and cement. Director Mo is the head of the factory, so whatever is needed is prepared immediately.
Cheng Rushan asked Jiang Lin to help Jiang Dongjian tidy up his new home and take a rest at home, and he would go there himself. Director Mo had plenty of people to help him anyway.
Of course, he took his brother-in-law with him, and adhering to the idea of his daughter-in-law to train his brother-in-law, he seized every opportunity to train him.
After work in the afternoon, Xu Aimei and Yan Runzhi went to buy eggs and vegetables together. They also had bacon, duck and fish brought by Cheng Rushan at home, so they cooked the pot directly. They used bacon and chicken to make soup base, and then used vegetables. If there was no beef or mutton, they would use other meats.
Xu Aimei and Yan Runzhi made small meatballs for the children and her specialty egg dumplings.
Yan Runzhi followed and learned how to make it. She heated a large spoon, smeared a layer of pork fat on it, poured egg liquid into it and poured it back into the pot. When it was roasted on the fire, the egg skin would curl up. She then put some meat filling on it, folded the egg dumpling in half with chopsticks, fried both sides and took it out. After it was done, it could be put in the pot and eaten.
When Jiang Lin came back, she saw several boys, from tall to short, gathered around the stove, drooling, while Yan Runzhi was frying egg dumplings smoothly.
When Xiao Luo saw the egg dumplings coming out of the pot, he reached out to take them.
Dabao: “Put it down!”
Xiao Luo was frightened by him.
Xiaobao: "Raw."
Xiao Ke: "It's cooked. It's all fried."
Dabao: "The meat is raw. If you don't believe me, ask grandma."
Xu Aimei smiled and said, "Put it in the pot and cook it later. It's not cooked yet."
In the next pot, Yan Runzhi put a little meat filling in a spoon, stirred it a few times and it was cooked. She poured it out, then applied oil and continued to fry the egg skin, put the cooked meat filling in, and quickly made a few and poured them on the plate for them to satisfy their cravings.
Jiang Lin took the hot water from the stove to wash her hair and feet. When she was almost done, she saw Jiang Xinglei running back in from outside, looking as if something was chasing him.
"Why are you back? Where's your brother-in-law?"
Jiang Xinglei squatted down and whispered, "Sister, my brother-in-law..."
Jiang Lin: "Why are you hesitating? Help me pour some water."
Jiang Xinglei tried the warm water in the basin and used a ladle to wash Jiang Lin's hair. "My brother-in-law is fighting."
Jiang Lin: "Fight? What kind of fight?"
She thought Jiang Xinglei was talking nonsense.
Jiang Xinglei: "Lü Hang."
"Ah?" Jiang Lin raised her head suddenly, splashing water all over Jiang Xinglei's face.
Jiang Xinglei wiped his face and said, "Sister, you are going to scare me to death."
Jiang Lin wiped her hair with a towel, "What's going on? Didn't you go to the director's house to build a stove?"
Jiang Xinglei: "That bastard Lu Hang is here again, and he's even provoking my brother-in-law..."
Jiang Lin went to put on her coat and said, "Lead the way."
Yan Runzhi saw that she was about to go out after washing her hair, and hurriedly said, "Bao'er's mother, it's windy outside, don't go out after washing your hair."
Jiang Lin: "I'll be back in a while."
Yan Runzhi quickly took off her scarf and handed it to Dabao: "Send it to your mother."
Dabao ran over: "Mom, where are you going?"
Jiang Lin smiled and said, "Go and see how your father's stove is going. You guys can stay at home." Then she went out with Jiang Xinglei.
…
In the afternoon, Cheng Rushan was building a stove at Old Lady Mo's house. He first checked the kang and the flue on the wall. The flue was a little blocked after a long time, so it still needed to be cleared after the stove was built.
He asked Jiang Xinglei and another person to help with odd jobs, such as mixing mud and preparing materials. While he was building the stove, he let the other person just do the work and sent Jiang Xinglei out to find some wheat straw.
He was building the stove and Old Mrs. Mo was watching from the side. She was over eighty years old, but her eyesight and ears were not blurry, but her feet were not so nimble.
She thought Cheng Rushan was handsome, just like the revolutionary she had secretly admired in her girlhood, so she kept staring at him, pouring water for him and handing him cigarettes. If he didn't smoke, she would give him candy.
"How old are you, kid?"
Cheng Rushan: "Grandma, I'm 26 this year."
"I can't tell. I think you're only 10."
Cheng Rushan smiled, but his hands moved very swiftly without any delay.
"My child, have you found a wife? If not, let me tell you about one. Kejun is a perfect match for you." Old Mrs. Mo said enthusiastically.
Cheng Rushan: "Yes, I have a wife. My father-in-law's surname is Jiang, and his name is Jiang Dongjian. He has the second daughter. We have two sons."
Old Mrs. Mo: "Ah~~ His family, your father-in-law has no other skills, but he is very good at suffering. The little girl in his family... No, doesn't his little girl have a boyfriend? She is the little donkey from the old donkey's family. When they were going to the countryside, the little donkey asked his father to arrange a job for her in the textile factory. She agreed, and the two got married. It is said that they have a child now."
Cheng Rushan: “…” Whoever said that, I will beat him to death.
Old Madam Mo felt her memory was a little confused, and she began to count on her fingers, what year, what happened, "Xiao Lu came to see me that time, and told me that they were married. He showed me a photo of the Jiang family's little girl. She was very pretty, just like me when I was young."
Cheng Rushan glanced at the picture frame on the wall. There was a photo of Old Mrs. Mo when she was about 40 or 50 years old. He had seen it when he checked the kang. Her skin was not so loose at that time, but to say that she was as beautiful as Jiang Lin, Cheng Rushan felt that even out of politeness, he could not agree too reluctantly.
Especially the two front teeth that were particularly prominent when the old lady was young, now they have fallen out and are no longer visible.
When Cheng Rushan heard Mrs. Mo mumbling and struggling, he washed his hands, took out a hand-sewn cowhide wallet from his trouser pocket, opened it and took out a photo of Jiang Lin. It was a photo that Zeng Hongjie had taken for them, and he thought it looked pretty, so he put a photo of her and his son in it.
He handed it to Mrs. Mo to see.
The photo was not big. Old Mrs. Mo held it up in a bright place, squinted her eyes and smiled, revealing her gap teeth. "At first glance, it's him. At second glance, it's not him. When you look closely, he looks energetic, isn't he?"
She said to Cheng Rushan, "Your wife is more energetic than his wife. Although his wife is pretty, she has droopy eyes and eyebrows, and the old woman doesn't like her." She held the photo of Cheng Rushan and said proudly, "This is what I looked like when I was young, pretty and energetic. Look, she is glowing, right?"
Cheng Rushan nodded: "Yes, she is so pretty and radiant. I felt my soul was captured when I saw her."
Old Madam Mo nodded repeatedly: "That's right. Oh, I liked that boy back then. He was as handsome as you. Tsk tsk, just like you said, I took one look at him, and in a flash, my soul was taken away by him. After so many years, he still hasn't come back. Sigh..."
Cheng Rushan: "Then where did he go?"
Old Mrs. Mo whispered, "Most likely he went to the sea." She pointed to the south and said a name.
When Cheng Rushan heard this, he realized that it was a very famous national general who died heroically in the Anti-Japanese War. "He is quite handsome."
Old Madam Mo: "Shh~~Don't let them hear me and catch me having sex again."
Cheng Rushan: “…” He continued to build the stove.
The sun slowly went down in the west. The old lady turned on the electric light to illuminate the sky. She sat at the door, looked at the sky outside, and said a few words to Cheng Rushan. She was very talkative, unlike what Director Mo said, that his parents had a hard time dealing with an old lady.
At this time, a person was peeking out from outside.
Old Mrs. Mo: "Hey, here comes the donkey. Little donkey, come here, there is a young man here, and his wife looks a lot like yours."
Lu Hang had already seen Cheng Rushan. He was squatting in the darkness at the doorway of the main room, building a stove. There was a dim electric light above his head, and there was a dark shadow just under the light, and he was inside that shadow.
Lu Hang: "Aunt, I came to see you."
When he saw that he was discovered, he immediately changed his sneaky look, shook his hair in a self-conscious manner, put his hands in his trouser pockets, and walked over with three steps and three steps. He was good-looking, tall and handsome, but he always looked like a ruffian, with raised eyebrows and twitching mouth corners, and he sneered and laughed every day, and everyone who saw him wanted to beat him up.
He walked up to her, leaned his shoulder against the door frame, and stepped his right foot a little on his left foot. He pulled the corner of his mouth and glanced at Cheng Rushan, "Hey, are you Jiang Lin's country man?"
The tone clearly said: Boy, be sensible, I am Jiang Lin's city man.
Cheng Rushan ignored him, but quickened his work as he still had some finishing work to do.
Old Madam Mo was afraid that the handsome boy would be tired, "Son, I'll make you some egg noodles to replenish your strength."
She kept the stove on fire, and sat a kettle on it. She opened the stove door, and the water started to boil, pouring directly into the small pot. She first mixed warm water with a large bowl of thick malted milk, and fed it to Cheng Rushan: "Here, drink it."
Cheng Rushan felt that her voice was particularly gentle, as if she wanted to express her concern for someone through him. He smiled and said, "Thank you."
His hands were covered in mud, but he didn't mind Mrs. Mo's hands, which looked like dry tree bark. He drank all the malted milk directly from her hands.
Old Mrs. Mo was very happy and went to cook noodles.
Lu Hang: "Hey, is your hearing not working? I'm talking to you."
Country boys are not worldly-wise and cannot be presentable. Even if he is handsome, he still has a smell of earthiness and is silly. I don't know why Meilinlin likes him.
Cheng Rushan still ignored him.
Old Madam Mo couldn't stand it anymore, so she hit Lu Hang with the stove hook and said, "You little idiot, get out of here and don't bother me while I'm building the stove for you."
Lu Hang: "Aunt, he stole my wife. I am Linlin's city man, and he is Linlin's country man...ah, what are you doing? Why are you staring at me?"
Cheng Rushan, who had been ignoring him, suddenly looked up at him. Even in the darkness, his eyes were so bright and sharp that it made people feel timid.
Of course Lu Hang didn't admit that he was incapable. Instead, he was aroused with anger and blood. He kicked Cheng Rushan with his foot, "Are you mute? Speak. I'm warning you, return Linlin to me quickly. Let Linlin stay in the city from now on!"
Cheng Rushan sneered and still ignored him.
At this time, Jiang Xinglei, who had just returned from getting wheat straw, happened to see Lu Hang coming to provoke him. He did not go in, but ran to find Jiang Lin first.
Lu Hang was completely furious, and he nonchalantly kicked Cheng Rushan's arm with his foot, "Are you deaf...ah——"
Cheng Rushan held the spatula in his left hand and pushed Lu Hang's ankle with his right hand. Lu Hang underestimated his opponent and lost his balance, leaning towards the stove which was covered with cement that had not yet solidified.
Seeing that he was about to leave a messy expression on the stove, Cheng Rushan grabbed his ankle with lightning speed and threw him backwards.
"Plop" Lu Hang fell in front of him.
Lu Hang is 180cm tall and weighs about 140kg. He didn't expect that Cheng Rushan would throw him to the ground like a spatula. He was angry and unconvinced!
He sat up and found that his carefully dressed clothes were covered with cement, looking very miserable. Even his precious red sweater was dirty.
"Cheng Rushan, I'm going to chop you to pieces!" Lu Hang was furious and raised his fist as big as a bowl to smash towards Cheng Rushan's face.
Cheng Rushan tilted his head and used the spatula handle to hit Lu Hang's Quchi acupoint, causing his arm to droop weakly, sore and weak. He refused to accept the defeat and continued to punch, claiming that he had practiced with someone who knew fighting skills and was invincible in the factory area. How could he be inferior to a country boy?
Because of his anger, his punches were heavy and powerful, and later he even added movements with his feet.
Cheng Rushan didn't use any fancy moves, and he was too lazy to fight him. Lu Hang was having fun punching and kicking, and he defeated the enemy with one move. He put his five fingers together to form a bird's beak and pecked at Lu Hang's armpits, the outside of his knees, elbows and other places, making Lu Hang feel sore and numb that he jumped up and down.
Lu Hang became more and more courageous as he was frustrated. He fought harder and harder, yelling, "Don't say I bullied you, you little bastard!"
When Lu Hang kicked at him, Cheng Rushan bent his elbow and lifted his calf, then threw him out of the door and he fell to the ground with a thud.
Old Mrs. Mo clapped her hands as she watched, "Great, great, you play really well!"
Lu Hang: "Aunt, who do you belong to?"
Mrs. Mo: “His.”
Lu Hang: "...Come again!" He got up and pounced on Cheng Rushan, determined to knock him down.
Cheng Rushan said calmly: "You have been showing mercy before, are you sure you want to continue?" He had no ill will towards Lu Hang. After all, although the other party had a bad reputation, he came to provoke openly. He neither brought a group of people to bully the weak with numbers nor brought weapons to launch a sneak attack.
Lu Hang's eyes turned red, and he shouted, "Continue!"
This is about men's dignity and beauty, so we must continue!
He threw a punch, but Cheng Rushan no longer used his strength and punched back directly. With a "bang", Cheng Rushan remained unmoved, but Lu Hang was howling in pain. He shouted, "I will never give in even if I die!" and kicked Cheng Rushan again.
Cheng Rushan kicked back directly, and then there was a teeth-grinding crisp sound from Lu Hang's ankle.
Lu Hang jumped on the ground in pain, but he refused to give up. With red eyes, he fought desperately, "I'm telling you, don't think you can beat me into submission."
Cheng Rushan: "You are suspected of being mentally ill. You should be sent to a mental hospital."
He was no longer merciful, and when Lu Hang bent his elbow and hit him, he supported the bottom of Lu Hang's elbow with one hand, pinched his shoulder with the other hand, and twisted it against the direction of Lu Hang's force, directly taking Lu Hang's arm off.
“Ah——” Lu Hang, who prided himself on being ruthless and not afraid of pain, was in so much pain that he fell against the door frame, hugging his arms. “If you don’t kill me today, Linlin will be my wife, and we…”
Cheng Rushan grabbed his throat with one hand and pressed him to the ground, and then pushed up with his knee to suppress all his subsequent resistance, "Your wife, huh?"
Lu Hang was choked by him and couldn't breathe. His face soon turned purple.
Mrs. Mo: "Don't kill him. If you kill someone, you will have to pay with your life."
Cheng Rushan was just trying to scare him, so he knew his limits and loosened his grip a little. "Speak, I'm not deaf."
Lu Hang: "...You, you are awesome. How about...how about you be her country husband, and I'll be...ah——"
His neck was clamped again and his eyeballs almost popped out.
Cheng Rushan snorted coldly and raised his eyebrows, but his expression was neither furious nor cold. Instead, it was full of teasing and mockery. "You are worthy?"
Lu Hang: "I... I don't have high demands. How about... I, I'll find a job for you and Linlin in the textile factory. Can you... can you let me work there three days a week... Oh, two days..."
His throat was caught again, and this time his tongue came straight out.
Cheng Rushan picked up the spatula beside him, wiped it on the edge of the bucket, and gestured with it, "This spatula is also very fast."
Lu Hang was so scared that his eyes turned green, "Don't..."
Cheng Rushan's grip loosened and he immediately retracted his tongue.
Cheng Rushan: "It's okay. I can fill your mouth with cement and make sure you can't speak again."
"Brother, brother... spare my life!" Lu Hang's face turned pale. "I admit that Linlin is your wife. I, I just want her. I, I am a toad wanting to eat swan meat..."
Old Madam Mo clapped her hands in delight, "You are still a toad, you are obviously a stupid donkey, haha."
Lu Hang: “…”
Cheng Rushan reached into his pocket, took out a plastic wallet, opened it, and sure enough, there was a solo photo of Jiang Lin inside.
He took it out and looked at it. It was indeed the same as his own, but also different. The girl in the photo had resentment in her eyebrows and eyes, her eyes were dull, and the corners of her mouth drooped slightly. The whole person exuded my unhappy feeling through the photo.
Lu Hang was so nervous that his heart was pounding, fearing that Cheng Rushan would snatch it back. Fortunately, he still had several copies at home, some torn from Jiang Lin's school files, some torn from documents about going to the countryside, and some...
Cheng Rushan took out his own photo and looked at it together. Although it was the same face, it did not look like the same person.
Lu Hang: Damn, yours is real and mine is fake.
Cheng Rushan smiled and returned Lu Hang's belongings to him without confiscating or destroying them.
Lu Hang: "That, that one is mine, don't change it!" He pointed at the photo of Jiang Lin with glowing eyes that Cheng Rushan put into his wallet, and mustered up his courage: "You, you took the wrong one, that one is mine."
Cheng Rushan's smiling eyes suddenly turned cold. He stared at Lu Hang more fiercely than before. He said coldly: "You liked her in the past, and I didn't care. Now she is my wife and the mother of my child. If you dare to say or do something excessive again, I will send you to a mental hospital."
He stared at Lu Hang threateningly: "If you don't believe me, try it." The last thing he lacked was patience.
Lu Hang couldn't help but shudder. Being stared at by such a pair of dark and lifeless eyes made him feel like he had fallen into a bottomless black well. It was terrifying.
It seems that Jiang Lin is the light in the dark well, which cannot be coveted by others.
"I...I...Linlin!" When he saw Jiang Lin and Jiang Xinglei running in from outside, he quickly grinned and waved, his smile so bright.
Cheng Rushan: “…”
He instantly felt a chill in his body. Was it necessary to be so serious with a fool?
Cheng Rushan had actually investigated and found that in the previous few years, Lu Hang had only corresponded with Meng Yiyi and sent money to her. Although he went to the countryside to secretly look for Jiang Lin, they had never met. Later, he returned to the city to continue his life, and he did not insist on Jiang Lin. He was so enthusiastic when they met this time. He was either stupid or very stupid.
He let go of Lu Hang and decided not to bother with the fool.
Lu Hang got up and ran towards Jiang Lin holding his photo. "Linlin, this photo of mine is outdated. Can you change it to a more current one?"
Jiang Lin saw that he was covered in mud, with a bruised face and nose, and a purple mark on his neck that could only be left by hanging. He looked so miserable.
She rolled her eyes and ran to look at Cheng Rushan, "Are you okay?"
Cheng Rushan put his wallet away and said with a smile, "It's okay, Lu Hang said he wanted to meet me."
Jiang Xinglei looked at Lu Hang's embarrassed look and whispered, "Do you know how powerful my brother-in-law is?" He was good at reading signs. When his brother-in-law walked towards him, he immediately felt the crisis and admitted his mistake at the first opportunity. As expected, his brother-in-law did not hit him.
It was obvious that Lu Hang had been beaten badly.
Lu Hang snorted and muttered softly: "Reckless man, if I bring my brothers with me, will he fight me? I'm just giving face to Linlin, after all..." You can't lose with your mouth.
"Just stop it now." Jiang Xinglei was not afraid of him at all. "Give it back to your brother. Your brother is here to get beaten too."
Lu Hang shut up.
Cheng Rushan said to Mrs. Mo: "Grandma, look, this is my daughter-in-law."
Old Madam Mo chuckled, "Qijun, you look a lot like me when I was young."
She fished out the egg noodles, put them in a small enamel bowl, and called them, "Children, come and eat noodles."
Jiang Lin: "Grandma Mo, our family has prepared dinner, we will go back to eat now."
Old Mrs. Mo: "That's yours, this is mine. Eat it quickly." She looked as if it would be a pity if Cheng Rushan didn't eat it.
Cheng Rushan washed his hands and sat there to eat noodles. The old lady cooked the noodles with water and two eggs, without oil or salt. He did not let Jiang Lin eat, and ate the small bowl of bland noodles himself. After eating, he smiled and said, "Grandma's noodles are very delicious, thank you."
Mrs. Mo's dry face lit up with joy. "I can use a big pot to cook noodles in the future. It will be faster."
She went back to the house and took out five dollars and stuffed them into Cheng Rushan's pocket: "Kid, this is your wages."
Cheng Rushan said with a smile: "The noodles are my wages."
Old Mrs. Mo insisted that he take it.
Cheng Rushan took a piece and said, "This is enough. Any more would be inappropriate."
Mrs. Mo did not force it, so she put the rest back and smiled at Jiang Lin: "You are prettier than Little Donkey's wife."
Jiang Lin turned to look at Lu Hang.
Lu Hang looked like he didn't know what you were talking about.
Cheng Rushan smeared the stove with cement, tied a stone with a hemp rope, climbed up the wall to clear the chimney, so that there was basically no problem with making fire.
Cheng Rushan said goodbye to Mrs. Mo, and they went home together.
When they reached the intersection, Jiang Lin turned around and glared at Lu Hang, "Are you okay?"
Lu Hang: “It seems so.” It’s okay if I can’t see you, but once I see you, I can’t move. We are like the positive and negative poles of a magnet, attracting me.
Cheng Rushan looked at him and said, "Come, I'll buy you a drink."
When Lu Hang heard this, he hurriedly followed. Only then he felt the pain in one of his legs, as if it was broken. However, he knew it was not broken, just painful from being beaten. He estimated that it would be fine after two days of rest.
Everything was ready at home. A big pot was placed on the stove, ready to cook at any time, and everyone would use a small colander to scoop out the food to eat.
"Rushan, come and have dinner... Oh, who is this young man? Was he robbed?" Xu Aimei saw Lu Hang as soon as she greeted Cheng Rushan.
Lu Hang: ...I was originally your son-in-law, but you tore us apart!
He bowed to Xu Aimei, "Aunt Xu, I'm Lu Hang."
"Lü Hang, are you okay? What happened? Do you need to go to the hospital?" Xu Aimei thought it was Cheng Rushan's friend and was very concerned. For a moment, she couldn't remember who it was. After all, she only knew the philandering thug in the textile factory, but was unfamiliar with the name Lü Hang.
Lu Hang said hurriedly: "Thank you for your concern, Auntie. No need."
Seeing how polite he was, Jiang Xinglei opened his mouth and decided to expose him. He whispered to Xu Aimei, "Mom, this is Lu Hang, from the textile factory. He almost dated my sister before."
"What?" Xu Aimei's voice suddenly rose. That gangster was so famous that even someone like her, who didn't have many social contacts, had heard of him. This showed how bad his reputation was.
A young man who looked like a decent person, but was not a good person, flirting with women all day long. He took advantage of his father being the director of a textile factory and flirted with all the pretty girls in the factory. He flirted with all the pretty girls in the factory. This was not enough for him to flirt with, so he went to other factories to flirt with them.
Unfortunately, no one arrested him and charged him with hooliganism!
She looked at Lu Hang with eyes that were like knives, not understanding why he came and thinking he was deceiving Cheng Rushan.
Cheng Rushan smiled and said, "Mom, it's okay."
When Xu Aimei heard Cheng Rushan say this, she just ignored it.
Cheng Rushan took Lu Hang to greet other people and then prepared to eat.
Jiang Xinglei fawningly brought two large wine glasses, which were actually tea bowls. He also asked Lu Hang: "I heard that you can drink a lot."
Lu Hang never admits defeat, which is naturally a good thing.
Cheng Rushan turned around and gave Jiang Xinglei two yuan, asking him to buy a few more bottles of high-proof sorghum liquor. The local sorghum liquor usually has an alcohol content of less than 40 degrees, but there are also 48 degrees and nearly 60 degrees.
Jiang Xinglei was there to watch the fun and was not afraid of trouble, so he went there happily and brought back four bottles of wine, each bottle weighing one kilogram.
The children had finished eating and were playing, so Cheng Rushan and Lu Hang sat alone at the children's table and drank.
Jiang Lin served them cooked dishes and meat, but they just drank one cup after another, and Lu Hang didn't even have a bite of food. In that kind of tea bowl, a bottle of wine can only be poured into four bowls and leave some at the bottom. Drinking like this...
Jiang Lin winked at Cheng Rushan, asking him to take it easy.
Cheng Rushan smiled at her. His smile made Lu Hang feel particularly sad. He raised his glass towards Jiang Lin and said, "Lin...Lin, I..."
Cheng Rushan on the other side said calmly: "Lv Hang, think about it before you speak."
Lu Hang was already drunk. Although he felt his mind was still clear, his body was getting slower and slower, and his mouth was not so obedient. However, he immediately heard the threat in Cheng Rushan's tone. Now Linlin was his wife. He liked her before, but now it was not possible because he was not qualified.
Why can't I like her? What's wrong with me liking her? How can you be the only one who likes such a pretty girl like Meilinlin? Can't we both like her? What's wrong with you being a country man and me being a city man? I even asked my dad to help you find a job, what's wrong with that?
Woohoo…
Cheng Rushan: “…”
Jiang Lin looked at Lu Hang, who was holding a wine glass towards her and crying loudly, and almost smashed the bowl in her hand.
The children listening to the radio also gathered together and whispered to each other.
Dabao: "He must be a fool." With his father around, he was not nervous at all. He was definitely not afraid that a bad man would kidnap his mother, so he had more peace of mind during the past few days.
Xiaobao: "He must have eaten candy secretly and his teeth got rotten. He can't eat anymore."
Wensheng: "His mother was taken away. Look how pitiful he is."
Qinqin: "What? He's greedy and hungry. Look, he just drank some wine and hasn't eaten a single bite of food yet." Food was tight at home, so Qinqin had developed a habit of taking a quick look at everyone during meals to see who ate more and who ate less.
Cheng Rushan didn't let Lu Hang drink anymore. He took away his wine bowl and stuffed the chopsticks into his hand, "Let's eat."
Lu Hang: “I’m full, I’m full…” He leaned his head back on the small chair and began to snore.
Cheng Rushan: “…”
Jiang Lin made a classic photo-taking gesture to him and came over to help clean up the dishes. She poked Lu Hang and said, "Hey, go back to your house and sleep."
Is this the hoodlum with a slicked-back hair, raised eyebrows and a sneer on his face, always saying he's the best in the textile factory? Are you sure he's not an idiot?
Cheng Rushan: "It's okay, let him sleep, I'll take him there later."
Jiang Lin didn't care, "Why do you eat so little?"
Cheng Rushan touched his stomach and said, "A pot of noodles."
Jiang Lin laughed and leaned on his shoulder, "I don't force you to eat it all." I didn't expect you to be so honest.
Cheng Rushan: "It's hard to refuse such a kind offer."
After dinner and a short rest, everyone prepared to go to bed. Dabao and Xiaobao generously continued to accompany their grandparents because they would be going home the day after tomorrow.
Cheng Rushan asked Jiang Xinglei to go with him to send Lu Hang back, and told Jiang Lin to just lock the dormitory door and wait for him to open it himself when he got back.
The dormitory they were staying in had glass on its door, and a small part of it was broken, so one could reach a hand right through.
Jiang Lin tidied up, washed up, and went to bed. She was very tired from working all day, so she fell asleep without thinking about anything.
At some point, Cheng Rushan came back from outside, got into bed and pulled her into his arms. He had just taken a shower, and his body was moist with a hint of alcohol, a very pleasant smell.
She snuggled into his arms and muttered, "What time is it?"
Cheng Rushan: "Around 11 o'clock."
Her shirt opened, and her soft skin rubbed against his body, which suddenly aroused something that he had suppressed. He took her out of his arms and kissed her non-stop...
…
They moved the next morning. After they went to work, Cheng Rushan went out to do some errands, and Jiang Lin took Jiang Xinglei to pack up.
In the evening, neighbors came to congratulate. Qianbo and Lu Hang came together, and each brought a gift.
Lu Hang brought a few bottles of wine, a few cans, two bottles of malted milk, and a piece of meat. As soon as they met, he bowed to Xu Aimei and Jiang Dongjian, handed them the gifts, and gave a few bottles of wine to Cheng Rushan alone, "Brother, this is for you."
Cheng Rushan: "I don't like drinking, you can take it back."
Lu Hang: "Haha, you don't like drinking, haha." Fortunately, you don't like it. If you do, would I still be alive? His head was about to explode, but his legs couldn't help but stroll here. He happened to meet Qian Bo, who said that the Jiang family was moving and wanted to come over to warm up the house. He immediately took the gift and came over to eat.
He must have a complete meal! It's a matter of man's dignity.
After dinner, Jiang Xinglei was responsible for sending Lu Hang and Qian Bo off.
Jiang Lin and her friends were going home the next day to pack up their things.
Xu Aimei also bought a lot of things for them as gifts these days, including fine white cotton cloth, thread tassels, gloves, candies, and rock candy. She told Yan Runzhi, "It's hard to buy wool, so we can use the thread from these gloves to make sweaters and pants."
Many people in the city get various kinds of work gloves just to unsew threads and weave sweaters and trousers.
Knitted sweaters and trousers are close-fitting and are beautiful, comfortable and warm to wear, which is much better than shirts and trousers.
She also prepared various needles for knitting for Yan Runzhi, and Yan Runzhi had no choice but to accept them.
Xu Aimei also cleaned up Jiang Xinglei. She was a little reluctant to let her son suffer, but then she thought that the child would have to walk his own path. She and Lao Jiang had lived a muddled life, and there was nothing worth talking about. On the contrary, they could only move to a bigger house when their son-in-law came. Although she didn't know where her shortcomings were, at least she could see Cheng Rushan's strengths, and it wouldn't hurt to let her son learn from him.
The son-in-law is more knowledgeable than them. He is so nice to Linlin and will never treat his brother-in-law badly.
Xu Aimei felt that Cheng Rushan was a man of ideas and abilities. Seeing Qianbo and Lu Hang being respectful to him, she felt relieved.
Dabao and Xiaobao were busy confirming the radio with their uncles. Now their uncle had installed a radio with four triodes, as big as half a book, which was amazing. The leader of their village brigade, Cheng Rushan, had brought back a radio that was assembled and updated by someone else and sold to him. It was like a small box. Therefore, this small radio, both in appearance and sound, was greatly improved, and they liked it very much.
The biggest advantage is that you can listen to more channels, which is simply amazing.
Unfortunately, due to limited materials, my uncle could only install one, and said that he would install a ten-tube one for them when he had the chance, so that they could listen to foreign stations. I guess they could hear English, Japanese, Chinese, Hindi.
At present, Dabao and Xiaobao don’t understand these, but it sounds amazing. Such a small thing can receive signals from such a far distance, how awesome is that!
They can't wait.
Qinqin, Xiaoke and Xiaoluo are reluctant to leave Dabao and Xiaobao and wish they could let them stay and go to school together.
Qinqin had just learned a poem, and she said, "Every festive occasion makes me miss my family even more. I will miss you in the future."
Dabao: "A friend in need is a friend indeed. We will miss you too." He and Cheng Yunzhi have memorized a lot of Tang poems.
Xiaobao: "Come to our house during the winter vacation. We can go ice skating, catch sparrows, and play spinning tops. It's so much fun."
The little kids were very interested and asked their grandparents if it was possible.
Xu Aimei just tried to fool them with some words at first, coaxing them to talk about it later, but she didn't know that children don't respond to coaxing and will take what they say seriously, and are looking forward to it day and night from now on.
Yan Runzhi and Xu Aimei got along well with each other. They were reluctant to part and made an appointment to meet again later.
Vincent couldn't hide his excitement and smiled even more happily.
Everyone in the Jiang family has heard Jiang Lin talk about this in the past few days and knows that Wensheng has some problems, but they did not discriminate against him. Instead, they gave him more care and hoped that he would get better soon.
Early the next morning, Dai Guohua and Duan Changan drove over to pick them up.
After leaving the provincial capital, the sun was already high. I was reluctant to leave Jiang's house when we parted, but now I was eager to go home. Although I didn't feel much affection for Shuihuai Village, I couldn't help but want to go back when I mentioned home.
Especially when the family is together.
Dai Guohua saw a jeep parked in front of him. A young man with a cigarette in his mouth and long hair blown by the wind waved at them. He stopped the car, leaned over and shouted, "Brother, what's the matter?"
He thought the car broke down.
Lu Hang immediately ran over and shouted behind him.
Cheng Rushan jumped out of the car, "What's the matter?"
Lu Hang quickly threw the cigarette holder on the ground and crushed it with his foot, then raised his hand to Jiang Lin and the others and said with a smile: "You guys want to leave, I'll see you off."
He immediately went to the cart and carried a piece of cloth. The cloth was quite heavy, but he did not find it difficult to carry it. He carried it to the back of the cart, but Cheng Rushan put his hand on his shoulder.
"Brother Cheng? Why do you look down on me?"
Cheng Rushan: "You are the son of the director of the textile factory. You are making a mistake by moving the cloth out like this."
"Is this the pre-determined cloth? Those that don't leave the factory are treated as relationships." Lu Hang had gotten used to it and didn't think anything of it. He was still puzzled when Cheng Rushan said that.
Cheng Rushan: "Even so, you shouldn't take it, and I won't take it."
"Everyone does this!" Lu Hang didn't understand. Although Cheng Rushan seemed smart, he was actually stupid. He didn't even want the cloth? How many people were fighting for it!
Cheng Rushan: "Just because others do this doesn't mean I should do this. Every penny and every piece of charcoal I take home is what I deserve. If you give me a piece of cloth today, you may implicate me and put me under investigation tomorrow."
Lu Hang: This is definitely because he is afraid of being criticized! He smiled and said, "Brother Cheng, you don't have to be so careful. We have given away so much cloth. It's okay. Who will check us? We and the higher-ups..."
Cheng Rushan patted Lu Hang's shoulder to interrupt him, "I'm sorry for spanking you before, now I have something to say to you."
Lu Hang: "What?"
Cheng Rushan whispered a few words, then took out a pack of leftover Pearl cigarettes from his pocket and stuffed it into Lu Hang's left breast pocket. "Good luck to you."
Although Cheng Rushan cannot predict the future, he was born in such an environment, and he seems to have a unique and sharp insight into the environment, crises and even the hearts of people around him. He knows who is kind to him and who is evil to him, and he knows whether to fight or relax at the moment...
Ever since his family was allowed to be rehabilitated and since he joined the army transport team as a non-staff member, he was not just a driver and transporter as others thought. He observed and understood far more than others could imagine.
Changes in the situation and evolving circumstances will be subtly reflected in the army, broadcasting, government agencies, etc.
Especially this year, many things happened, and anyone with a good political sense would have noticed them. But ordinary people just go to work, farm and make a living, and don't worry about those things.
Lu Hang's father was the director of the Revolutionary Committee of the textile factory, and his reputation was just so-so. He rose to power through the movement. Now that the situation has changed, it is normal for him to be stepped down again. After all, they are all the same people, and it is just an internal struggle.
Although Lu Hang's reputation was not very good, Cheng Rushan never cared about people's reputation. After all, his family's reputation also had ups and downs. Lu Hang's infatuation with Jiang Lin made him a little unhappy, but he had met Lu Hang and he was not angry. Jiang Lin had no interest in Lu Hang at all. Lu Hang liked Jiang Lin but did not dare to do anything to her. At most, he would find a girl who looked a little like her.
Cheng Rushan didn't care about this. No matter how similar she looked, she was not his wife.
Lu Hang stood there carrying the piece of cloth, watching the truck start up stupidly. Wensheng and Jiang Lin in the car were looking at him through binoculars, and they were laughing as if he was a fool.
Cheng Rushan's words echoed in his mind: "Didn't you listen to the radio? Go back and listen carefully. Whoever you relied on to get to where you are now will be the one suffering with you."
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