Chapter 198 Want political achievements

Lu Xiuxiu is unhurried, attentive and patient. As long as she works, she works effectively. She will never be like some people who are busy all day long and do a lot, and always go back to work and do ineffective work.

Her solid basic skills were initially praised by Tailor Guo.

Seeing Song Youping coming over, Lin Shu greeted with a smile, "Mr. Song, he's going to the countryside."

Song Youping made a warm appearance and said a few words of greeting, saying that she wanted to stay there.

Lin Shu said: "If Mr. Song doesn't mind that our house is simple, then let's share the bed with Xiuxiu."

Song Youping glanced at Lu Xiuxiu and saw that she was an unusually gentle and pretty girl, and she felt a little uncomfortable.

Everyone in the Lu family looks so good, God is so partial!

She glanced at the large courtyard of the Lu family. It was really... beautiful. Apricots were hanging on the branches, attracting birds to chirp and peck at the early-ripening honey apricots on the top of the tree.

The pomegranate flowers at the base of the wall were as red as fire, and the roses were The flowers are as big as bowls, and there are even bigger sweet potato flowers. The clusters of flowers are particularly beautiful.

The clusters of cockscombs and hibiscus flowers at the foot of the tree are in a staggered arrangement, and they complement each other. There is also a large purple jalapa outside the window, and a lot of mint . The grass is green and lush, giving off a fresh scent.

On the north side of the screen wall is a honeysuckle tree and a grape vine.

She turned her head and looked inside the room. On the table was a white jar with a bunch of flowers and plants of different heights in it. There were roses, water polygonum, herbs, and some that she couldn't name. What

did you say, Lin ? Shu is a country woman, is it necessary for her to live so... hypocritically?

You can't say that she is learning capitalism, after all, these are things that are native to the country, but it makes Song Youping feel a little uncomfortable.

Why is she uncomfortable? She can't say Qing, she did not admit that she was jealous of Lin Shu, she thought it was because of their different pursuits.

She was a working woman with aspirations, while Lin Shu was just a woman who was kept at home by a man and did not need to go to the fields or work, but only needed to stay at home around the stove and children. Housewife.

Their values ​​are different.

Lin Shuke didn't have time to care about what Song Youping was thinking. She just chatted for a few words and told her to do as she pleased.

It was customary for cadres to go to the countryside to stay and eat at the party. If the other party gave money and food coupons, the members would not refuse. Since there was room at home, Lin Shu would naturally not refuse.

She now focused on Xiuxiu and continued to instruct Lu Xiuxiu. She had asked Lu Shaotang to buy some gouache paint, crayons and pencils from Qizhou before

, and she has been teaching Lu Xiuxiu some simple painting techniques these days.

She hopes that Lu Xiuxiu can learn some basic art skills and design her own clothing patterns .

, which is a very useful skill.

Lu Xiuxiu believed her very much. She knew what the third aunt said was true. She would learn and do whatever she was told. Song Youping didn't believe it at all. Lin Shu could also draw? Draw

clothes?

I guess I did it on purpose for myself.

She went over to see Lin Shu teaching Lu Xiuxiu to draw, and was surprised to find that Lin Shu really could draw.

How could a rural woman who had never read any books know how to draw?

Although she didn't believe it, Lin Shu taught Lu Xiuxiu to draw clothing patterns step by step. Song Youping prides herself on her beauty .

She has enjoyed the benefits of being beautiful and having a cadre family since she was a child. She has always been praised by her neighbors and sisters, which makes her feel superior. When she sees other beautiful women, she is always very proud of them. I couldn't help but want to compare them.

Song Youping was very satisfied with the two days she stayed at the Lu family's house. Not only was the Lu family's yard beautiful, but the food was rich and clean, and everyone in the Lu family was more polite. They would not pester her with questions, let alone peek at her. She is not like some rural people who curse their mothers.

She lives comfortably and doesn't like to go out. After all, the sun is scorching outside. Even with a straw hat, she will sweat. How can she enjoy the flowers, enjoy the breeze, and drink wine at home? Is it comfortable to drink tea?

However, the cadres who went to the countryside to work had to go to the fields to supervise the wheat harvest and help the members with their work. Naturally, she couldn't stay like this all the time, so she went to the fields early in the morning before the sun came up. Just wander around and come back quickly.

She came up with a good idea to improve her political performance.

She wanted to take over her uncle's position in two ways.

One is to wait for seniority, then she would have to wait for at least another ten years, and as long as she didn't make any big mistakes, she would be able to take the position.

But she She couldn't wait, as her uncle was going to retire in two years, and she wanted to get promoted as soon as possible.

Secondly, if she had outstanding performance and achievements, she would not need to wait for years to gain experience, and could be directly promoted to become a young and promising section chief!

She set her sights on Lu Jiazhuang. After visiting the incense factory, she wrote a report about the factory. Between the lines, she helped Lu Jiazhuang come up with a way to start a sideline business. During her stay, she also actively helped solve problems, improved the tools for grinding incense powder and drying incense, etc. wait.

Now she has set her sights on the wheat fields in Lujiazhuang, which have increased production. She wants the Lujiazhuang Brigade to sell more surplus grain this year, preferably the most in the county.

In the past, the Lujiazhuang Brigade did not sell surplus grain, but this year when she went to the countryside to do some field work, she sold the most in the county. , that is her political achievement.

After everyone in the Lu family went to work, Tiantian and Panpan took Hou Wei to find Xu Xiaoyou to see his little cousin, and Song Youping found Lin Shu.

Lin Shu was drawing the pattern of furniture again.

A while ago, Carpenter Tan finished building a large cabinet for Yang Shumin of Qizhou Family Compound. Before the wheat harvest, Lin Shu rented a tractor from the commune and had Carpenter Tan and his son personally escort the cabinet to deliver it and install it in place.

Yang Shumin was very satisfied and invited her relatives and friends to her home for two or three days to show off the new cabinet. As a result, some of her relatives also wanted to make a set.

Yang Shumin quickly called Lin Shu and gave her the dimensions.

Lin Shu gave Tan the carpenter After placing an order, I am thinking of drawing a few simple and elegant designs and bringing them back to Qizhou for selection.

Furniture is a large item. If you use good wood to make simple and elegant designs without fancy decorations, it will last for many years. It will never go out of style.

At least people didn’t replace furniture frequently two thousand years ago.

Seeing Song Youping hanging around her, Lin Shu asked in surprise: "Manager Song, aren't you going to supervise the wheat harvest?"

Song Youping smiled and said: "Our team is actively harvesting wheat, there is no need for supervision at all."

The weather is so hot, she doesn't want to suffer

Lin Shu stopped talking and concentrated on drawing. Song

Youping sat down opposite her and said, "Sister-in-law, I want to discuss something with you."

Lin Shu put down her pencil after hearing this and said, "Please go ahead."

Song Youping said, "Look, this year our brigade has a bumper wheat harvest, and the public grain will definitely be completed easily."

In this era, fertilizers were insufficient, seeds were not good enough, and wheat production was generally low. Generally, 100 kilograms was normal, and 200 kilograms was good. If there were 260 or 270 kilograms, it would be very good. Some poor lands could produce 30 to 50 kilograms more seeds.

However, among the types of public grain that the members paid, wheat was the most, and the task was the heaviest, because half or even more than half of the food for workers, citizens, cadres, and soldiers in the northern cities was fine noodles.

This led to the rural members planting wheat every year, but they could not eat two meals of fine noodles throughout the year, and this was not enough to pay the public grain.

Some brigades turned in all their wheat, and then bought some resale grain to distribute to the members for two meals of white flour during the holidays.

This year, the wheat in Lujiazhuang grew well,

and there must be some surplus after paying the public grain. Song Youping felt that the members were used to eating coarse grain, and it didn't matter if they ate more or less fine flour, so it was better to sell all the surplus grain.

But the members didn't like to sell the surplus grain.

There was no money for the public grain to be given to the members, it was all a task. If the surplus grain was sold, the government would give money, but the grain price was also very low, much lower than the price sold by the grain management office.

For example, wheat sold to the grain administration office might cost 1.2 yuan per pound, but if you go to the grain administration office, you have to pay 1.55 yuan, while the price of wheat on the black market is already around 2.5 or 3.0 yuan.

Naturally, the members don’t like to sell surplus grain, and even if they need money, they want to sneak to the black market to exchange for more money or coarse grains.

Lin Shu: "I think so."

Seeing that she was not very enthusiastic, Song Youping felt a little unhappy, but she still said patiently: "Sister-in-law, you see, you are an advanced individual in the city, shouldn't you talk to the brigade to let everyone actively sell surplus grain? Everyone sells the surplus grain to the grain management office, and can buy more coarse grain, so that the family can eat more, and can have a dry meal in their spare time."

Hearing this, Lin Shu frowned and was also a little unhappy. Why does this person think so?

I am not a cadre, so why should I encourage other members to sell surplus grain to the grain management office? Why

don't you say that you should give more money to the members to buy surplus grain?

She said, "We, the members of the brigade, can also eat dry food in our spare time, anyway, it's just sweet potato noodles, sorghum noodles, corn noodles, and even Secretary Song eats it."

Although the Lu family would eat fine noodles from time to time, they still ate coarse grains most of the time, all kinds of coarse grain pancakes, especially when there were abundant vegetables.

Song Youping had secretly complained to her uncle before, saying that Lin Shu collected her food coupons and money every day but only gave her coarse grains, how could she feel comfortable doing that.

Song Youping: "Sister-in-law, let's put it this way. Most families probably still don't have enough to eat. Wheat is a fine grain, and it won't do any good for the members to eat one more meal. Eating a few less meals can exchange for a lot of coarse grain."

Lin Shu: "Then how much does Officer Song plan to charge for the surplus grain?"

Song Youping: "According to the price of the grain management office."

Lin Shu sneered in her heart, you would have the idea to let our brigade sell the surplus grain for you to make political achievements?

Even Secretary Qin didn't dare to go to the countryside and tell them that the wheat harvest was good, and they should sell the rest as surplus grain after paying the public grain. Anyway, it won't do any good for you to eat one more meal.

It's true that the leaders above haven't made any requests yet, but the lackeys below have already thought of how to make things difficult for the people.

Lin Shu: "Then you have to talk to the brigade cadres."

Song Youping: "Sister-in-law, you are an advanced individual and the most beautiful military wife. You have to consider the organization. If you talk to the brigade cadres, communication will naturally be easier."

She mentioned this to the brigade secretary and the brigade commander, but they would definitely not listen to her. They would bully her because she is a young girl and has no prestige.

Lin Shu declined the offer, saying that she was not a brigade cadre and could not interfere with the brigade's decision. "The brigade cadres cannot decide on such matters. A general meeting must be held and two-thirds of the members must agree. Otherwise, Officer Song can mobilize the people and let whoever wants to sell sell it. It is also free and the brigade will not interfere."

Seeing Lin Shu's repeated refusal, Song Youping became more and more unhappy and said emotionally, "Sister-in-law, you are living comfortably and don't care about others."

Humph, what advanced, I think you are a parasite who relies on men for support.

She stood up, put on her straw hat and went directly to find the brigade secretary.

The branch secretary and the team leader can usually be off work, riding their bicycles to supervise and solve problems, but the wheat harvest is tight, so they don't wander around when they have nothing to do, but participate in the wheat harvest.

Song Youping found the branch secretary and told him the matter straight away.

"Uncle, I talked to sister-in-law Lin Shu, and she also agrees with this. Our team is an advanced team in the commune, and the wheat harvest is good. We should sell more surplus grain. What do you think?"

The branch secretary looked at her in surprise, "Comrade Lin agrees?"

Song Youping said decisively: "Yes, if you don't believe me, go ask her."

The branch secretary: "Okay, I'll drive the truck to deliver the wheat to the field later, and ask her by the way."

Song Youping: "..."

Why is this guy like this? Why are you still arguing about such a small matter?

She hurriedly said, "Uncle, look, it's okay for members not to eat fine grains on normal days, so they don't have to eat them this year, right?"

The secretary disagreed, "Of course they don't eat them on normal days, but this year we finally have a big harvest, so of course every family should get a few more kilograms."

The northwest slope had a good harvest, and so did the other plots. Because the water turbine pump was convenient for water, he asked the members to irrigate the other plots and apply a small amount of fertilizer at the right time. Although the fertilizer was not much, the yield per mu was still about 30 to 50 kilograms higher than last year.

This is already quite considerable!

The extra can be distributed to the members to eat two more dumplings!

This is the meaning of the hard work of the brigade cadres, to make the members of their brigade eat enough and eat well, and not to work in vain.

Song Youping looked at him in disbelief. Is this the awareness that an advanced brigade secretary of the commune should have?

This is still...

The secretary knew without asking that Lin Shu would not agree to this resolution. From what he knew about Lin Shu, she would never interfere in other people's affairs casually. She would only do so when others begged her to do so.

He had a bad impression of Song Youping to begin with. He felt that this girl from the commune had entered the commune revolutionary committee through her relatives, but she was not doing her job properly and was not competent for the job. She was always a burden to the brigade.

Last year, at the commune's year-end summary meeting, Song Youping took the credit for the Lujiazhuang incense factory under her name, and the branch secretary was very dissatisfied. However, since Song Bangyou was the section chief in charge of sideline businesses in the commune and his brigade often had to review and approve matters with him, it was difficult for him to expose her.

I never thought that she had such a big appetite and was planning to take the surplus wheat.

That won't work!

If you let the members sell the surplus without giving them more benefits, they will tear you apart. Even the children in the village who are clamoring for white flour buns will cry.

Now not only the members but also the children know that the wheat harvest is bumper, but they don't get to eat an extra white flour bun after the harvest. How can they be happy?

Don't dream.

The secretary used the excuse of being busy and left Song Youping to work.

Song Youping was very angry and did not go back to Lu's house but rode directly back to the commune.

Originally, when the wheat was harvested, the commune's secretaries, deputy secretaries, and section chiefs had to go to the countryside to work, but two office staff had to stay behind to watch.

Song Bangyou refused to go to the countryside because of his age.

Song Youping complained to her uncle about how Lin Shu did not support her and how hypocritical the branch secretary was. "She was selected as an advanced person by them, but she is not worthy at all."

Song Bangyou quietly warned her, "If you want to get help from others, you have to give them benefits. Don't be too blatant. You have to do it step by step and infiltrate slowly."

He asked Song Youping to please her.

Song Youping: "Lin Shu is busy painting now, and seems to be writing articles. Comrade Yao from the Municipal Federation of Literary and Art Circles has been visiting her home recently."

Song Youping originally had ideas about Yao Naiwen. As a propagandist of the tractor factory and an official of the Municipal Federation of Literary and Art Circles, Yao Naiwen often went to various communes for interviews. Of course, she knew him.

Although Yao Naiwen was not a very handsome man, he had his own aura as a person from the city. He also looked bookish, with regular features, and was cheerful and talkative. Naturally, he was favored by unmarried young women.

If he could take a fancy to her, she would be able to rise to the top and complete the leap from the commune to the city, which would be a great thing.

Unfortunately, Yao Naiwen did not respond to her flirting. She hinted to Lin Shu to help her, but Lin Shu refused to respond like a fool.

Song Bangyou said that he would buy a few painting books and a few boxes of pigments and let her give them to Lin Shu.

He also gave Song Youping a pack of cigarettes and asked her to give them to the branch secretary and the team leader more often, to get close to them and try to persuade them to sell all the surplus wheat.

Unfortunately, she was destined to be disappointed.

Because of what she had said before, Lin Shu was wary of her. Whenever she wanted to find an opportunity to talk again, Lin Shu would immediately find an excuse to go busy.

The branch secretary and the team leader were even more shrewd, and they were all busy in the fields day and night.

Recently, the countryside was busy with the wheat harvest. The commune applied to the county power bureau, and the county applied to the city to supply electricity all night.

The tractors were replaced by people but not vehicles, and they harvested all night long. The members also took shifts to work all night, transporting wheat to the field and threshing it.

Song Youping didn't even have the chance to sit down with them and give them a long speech to persuade them to sell the surplus grain.

She was so angry that... she stopped staying at Lin Shu's house and went to other production teams.

Song Youping was incompetent and furious. She felt that she didn't want Lin Shu to take advantage of her grain coupons and money, but she didn't know that Lin Shu was eager for it.

During the wheat harvest, all the members were busy, and they felt like they were peeling off a layer of skin, but Lu Hehuan was always happy.

She was as happy as if she had just been released from prison. In the morning, she followed the students to join the wheat harvest, and in the afternoon, she was busy threshing for two hours.

The brigade also gave women who had given birth for less than six months to breastfeed their children. She had more time than others. After lunch, she could go to Lin Shu to revise her articles.

She tasted the sweetness of publishing articles. Money was secondary. The most important thing was that her vanity and sense of accomplishment were greatly satisfied.

The two magazines that Yao Naiwen had helped her publish her articles in were all torn apart by her during this period. Even though Xu Shihua had made it clear that she was unhappy and asked her not to hold those two broken magazines and giggle all day, she didn't listen. She kept pestering Xu Shihua to let him read them, to let him appreciate them, to let him... This

annoyed Xu Shihua so much that he ignored her for several days.

She didn't care!

Now she didn't ask Xu Shihua to help her revise her articles, nor did she write to her pen pals to ask for revision opinions, but pestered Lin Shu to revise them for her.

Today, after finishing her work in the brigade, she ran over during her lunch break to ask Lin Shu to help her read the articles.

Lin Shu didn't want to pay attention to her. Lu Shaotang had come back yesterday afternoon and had just left this morning. She was very sleepy and needed to catch up on sleep at noon.

Lu Hehuan put her son on the kang, and didn't care that the child's bellyband strap was untied and folded on his head.

The child's face was covered by the bellyband, and he was so anxious that he cried and danced.

Soon Panpan, Tiantian and Hou Wei came back to play with their brother.

They were afraid of disturbing Lin Shu's nap, so they took a blanket and put Kuai Kuai inside. The three children grabbed the blanket and carried their little brother out to play.

Lu Hehuan didn't even know this!

Lin Shu was annoyed by her, so she opened her eyes and looked at her, "Very good."

Lu Hehuan: "Sister-in-law, you are just trying to please me."

Lin Shu: "Really not bad."

Lu Hehuan: "Is there anything wrong with the wording? Is there anything wrong with the context..."

Lin Shu: "Do you like Xu Shihua because he always belittles and suppresses you?"

Lu Hehuan: "Of course not, Shihua is talented, knowledgeable, and looks..."

Lin Shu: "Stop it."

She yawned and sat up to show Lu Hehuan the article, and gave some suggestions. Lu Hehuan nodded repeatedly, "Yes, it's a good revision. Why didn't I think of it?"

She took out some more papers, "I wrote a novel, take a look."

Lin Shu read ten lines at a glance, "Novels should have interesting plots, and the writing should be like looking at mountains, not flat. Short stories should especially have an exquisite and unexpected ending."

Lu Hehuan took out another article.

Lin Shu took a look. She actually wrote the case of Xu Ermao, Shuilian, and Shuifang into a novel? She said, "You can consider writing nonfiction, and then compile a collection of the cases."

Lu Hehuan: "I want to write a novel, and I think the story of Xu Ermao and Water Lily can be explored."

Lin Shu looked at her, thinking that she wanted to explore human nature, such as the impact of growth environment, family education, childhood shadows, and personality on human behavior, but she heard Lu Hehuan say, "They may have loved each other back then, and then..."

"Nonsense!" Lin Shu slammed the notebook on the kang, "Lu Hehuan, you are a love-brained person, and seven and a half pounds of your eight-pound head is water, so what do you think everyone else is? I won't say anything if you want to write about Baldy and Widow Sun, but what kind of love are you writing about Xu Ermao, a murderer with a natural antisocial personality?"

Lu Hehuan was startled by her. The third sister-in-law stared at her fiercely with her beautiful eyes. What is love brain? Is the brain full of water?

Is she that bad?

And how did the third sister-in-law know that her head weighed eight pounds?

Lin Shu hated the kind of indifference to the pain of the victim. She did not explore the harm the murderer had done to the victim and the society, and did not warn the society. Instead, she tried to dig into the murderer's childhood and love, and tried to find out the reason why he killed people. What about his unhappy childhood lacking love, being hurt and betrayed by a woman after a breakup, being excluded by his roommates...

Lu Hehuan is a typical example of over-thinking, disregarding ethics and morality for her own interests, and trying to take an unconventional path, which will indirectly whitewash the murderer.

If the work is widely circulated, everyone will sympathize with the murderer, and some idiots may even think, "That water lily is sick, wouldn't it be better if she just gave in to him? Why is she so fragile and died?"

There are many idiots who blame the victim for being imperfect and the victim for causing the perpetrator to be sentenced.

Lin Shu doesn't want Lu Hehuan to be that kind of person.

Lu Hehuan saw that Lin Shu's pretty face turned cold and she looked very angry, even though she didn't act like this when she quarreled with her sister-in-law.

She immediately admitted her mistake and apologized, "Third sister-in-law, I won't write anymore. I'll write a documentary."

Lin Shu's face improved, "That's how it should be. Since you are determined to be a writer, you should have the professional ethics of a writer."

Lu Hehuan had never heard of such a statement. Xu Shihua and her pen pals had never talked about the concept of professional ethics. They advocated scars, pain, repression, and resistance to reality.

Because many things cannot be written now, they use various methods to metaphor and symbolize to create their own images.

She learned from them, but Xu Shihua laughed at her for not being able to draw a tiger and drawing a dog. He said that she didn't even know basic grammar, so what advanced literary techniques did she use?

He asked her to write an elementary school composition.

Lin Shu was tired and chatted with Lu Hehuan, asking her to talk about the writing techniques of the case.

After all, the case is a simple one, without too many fancy things, but it still needs to be written in a way that makes people want to read it and can arouse the audience's vigilance and deep thought.

Lu Hehuan stuttered as she spoke of her ideas.

She herself hadn't thought it through, so what she said was not attractive enough, and Lin Shu began to lose focus after listening for a while.

Lin Shu: "Is Xiaoyou at home looking after the children?"

Lu Hehuan: "Xiaoyou is cooking and picking wheat ears in the fields. I'm taking Kuai Kuai...ah, where's Kuai Kuai?" Lu Hehuan was startled and shouted, "My son is lost!"

Lin Shu: "..."

At this time, the sound of Panpan and his three brothers playing with their younger brother came from outside. I don't know who teased him, but Kuai Kuai laughed loudly.

Lu Hehuan heaved a sigh of relief, "I was scared to death."

Lin Shu went to the yard to take a look. She had told Panpan and Tiantian many things to pay attention to when teasing children. Don't feed children anything casually, and they can only eat porridge and the like. Don't put anything hard into their mouths, otherwise it will choke their little brother to death.

They remembered it very clearly and never fed their little brother randomly.

A child of more than two months old is at the age of playing, soft, tender and white. Lin Shu couldn't help but teasing him for a while.

At this time, Yao Naiwen came over from outside and said with a smile: "Lin Shu, I have another person to interview, can you help me fill it in."

Lin Shu refused, "The old uncle who is 94 or 95 years old at the entrance of our village is still there. You might as well interview him. The old man is a witness to history."

A living fossil of mankind.

Yao Naiwen smiled and said, "I have interviewed him before."

Lu Hehuan looked at him. Is this the job of the Municipal Federation of Literary and Art Circles? He is also responsible for writing and collecting manuscripts, and can also help her publish articles!

Lin Shu had introduced her to Yao Naiwen a long time ago, and also told Lu Hehuan that Yao Naiwen helped publish those small works, so Lu Hehuan was a little radiant when she saw Yao Naiwen.

Yao Naiwen smiled at Lu Hehuan, "Teacher Lu, are you free? How about I interview you?"

Lu Hehuan shook his head subconsciously, wanting to say that he didn't have any achievements and was not worthy of an interview, but he felt that he should not belittle himself, otherwise he would not help him submit his

articles next time? And after this interview, can he write to Yao Naiwen to ask for advice on writing in the future?

She felt that Yao Naiwen was better than her pen pals. Although his pen pals didn't discourage her like Xu Shihua, they always asked her to make changes and never asked her to submit her work.

Yao Naiwen submitted her work without saying anything. He was really a good person, a very good person!

She agreed readily, "You can interview about the elementary school in our brigade. I know everything."

Yao Naiwen: "I'm doing a local interview. I want to interview Mr. Lu about his life and work, why you want to write, and how you got on the road to writing."

Although Lu Hehuan was a little embarrassed and a little coy, Yao Naiwen's professionalism made her put aside her shyness and quickly opened up.

Lin Shu didn't disturb them. She played with the children for a while, and asked Panpan and Tiantian to take good care of their brother while she prepared to make dinner.

The paste was soaked in the morning, and it was just right to make pancakes now.

She didn't need Lu Xiuxiu's help, she lit the fire and made the pancakes by herself, and her movements were very skillful.

While she was busy, someone came in outside, panting, pushing a bicycle, and the voice was also very flustered, "Aunt, Aunt!"

Lu Hehuan in the yard was interrupted, turned her head and looked over, surprised: "Siyuan? Why are you here?" The

person who came was Fang Siyuan, the second grandson of Uncle Fang. He rode too fast and was so tired that his face was full of sweat, and his short-sleeved cloth shirt was soaked.

Fang Dihua was helping Shunnier and Shan Pu Tao in the incense-making room. When she heard Fang Siyuan's voice, she asked, "What happened?"

Fang Siyuan's eyes turned red when he saw Fang Dihua. "Auntie, my great-grandmother..."

Fang Dihua's heart sank, and her legs felt a little soft and heavy. "What happened to your great-grandmother?"

Lin Shu also stood up and came over, asking them to sit down in the straw shed. She gave Fang Dihua a bench to sit on so that she wouldn't be shocked by the bad news.

Fang Siyuan told them that old lady Fang might not make it. He wiped his tears and said, "Put on your clothes and lie on the kang for two days without eating or drinking."

Fang Dihua frowned. What was the old lady doing? Was she acting for her?

Before, it was the third son who was "sacrificed", so it was undeniable that she was upset. Now it's not a big deal, so why is the old lady upset again?

She asked Fang Siyuan what happened at home recently, whether they had a quarrel.

Fang Siyuan shook his head, "No, I've been busy with the wheat harvest recently. It's my grandmother's turn to take care of my family. My grandmother said that my grandmother is too old to cook and wash clothes, so she should rest more. My grandmother does all the housework."

Fang Dihua looked at her.

Although Fang Siyuan was already 20 years old, he had not married yet. He didn't have enough self-control. He couldn't stand Fang Dihua's stare, and sweat broke out on his forehead.

"Aunt, I really didn't lie."

Fang Dihua thought so. The three brothers separated after their father passed away. The mother didn't like to follow one son. She said that if they always lived in the same family, the daughter-in-law would get bored easily. If there was no expectation of not being served, she would get bored easily and wanted to change to something new.

In order not to be annoying, she lived in each family for one month, so that the three daughters-in-law would not feel bored in rotation.

She was also always diligent, and her granddaughters and granddaughters liked her. She would not steal things from one son's family to subsidize another son, and she would not let the daughters-in-law fight.

Then... why?

Lin Shu whispered, "Mom, grandma is old, maybe she's sick, let's go see her."

She thought Fang Dihua might have a preconceived idea, suspecting that the old lady was in good health and was just acting by not eating or drinking, but she forgot that the old lady was almost ninety years old, and if the old lady said she was sick, she was sick, and it was possible that she couldn't eat.

Fang Dihua: "Sick? She's in such good health, what's wrong with her? I think she's stronger than me."

Lin Shu: "Then...why don't Lu Ping and I go see her."

Fang Dihua: "Okay."

Lin Shu asked her to help continue to spread the pancakes, and sent Pan Pan to call Lu Ping back.

Fang Siyuan was a little confused, why didn't the aunt go?

He cried very sadly: "Aunt, my great-grandmother is not pretending, she is really dying, don't you want to see her for the last time?"

Seeing the child crying so sadly, Fang Dihua also had some doubts and decided to go there by herself.

Lin Shu was worried that her mother-in-law was old and if something really happened and she was too sad, she would go with her.

Although Fang Dihua was not close to her mother, the mother and daughter were connected by heart, and Fang Dihua also missed her.

No matter how much grievance and scars there were, since they missed each other, what could not be reconciled? Although

Fang Dihua told Lin Shu that the old lady must have been making trouble, she was very fast on her feet, carrying Lin Shu and riding so fast that the members who were transporting wheat on the road greeted her and didn't have time to respond. They

arrived at the Fang family in one breath.

Lin Shu followed Fang Dihua to her uncle's house and went straight to the old lady's room.

Because the old lady loved to be clean and the granddaughters didn't mind, so every time it was her turn, she would sleep on the same kang with the granddaughters.

At this time, the room was crowded with old men and women.

It was the busy season for wheat harvest, and the young people were harvesting wheat in the fields to earn work points. Uncle Fang's three brothers and his aunt's three sisters-in-law were here to take care of the old lady.

They all talked at the same time to persuade the old lady, "Mom, what's wrong with you? Tell me, let's see a doctor. If the brigade doctor can't cure you, we can go to the county. If the county doctor can't cure you, we still have Shaotang. Let him take you to the provincial hospital for treatment."

"Yes, even if you are not feeling well, you have to eat well first. You haven't eaten or drunk for two days. Look, your lips are all chapped."

"Think about your children and grandchildren too. You have to take care of each of them. How can you ignore them?"

"We are busy harvesting wheat now. If you fall down like this, how many work points will we lose?"

The old lady on the kang lay straight, with her eyes closed, not saying a word.

The eldest aunt said, "Where is Siyuan? Has his aunt come? The old lady must be missing her little girl."

The second aunt said, "It's a long way, wait a while."

The third aunt said, "You're so annoying when I say that my little aunt is no big deal. She hasn't been back to her parents' home for so many years. Why does she miss her so much? She's just sick because she misses her so much."

At this time, Fang Siyuan's voice came from outside, "Grandma, my little aunt is here!"

Uncle Fang immediately went out to greet the little sister who hadn't been back to her parents' home for many years.

The third aunt couldn't help but say, "The third sister is so impressive. It's not easy for

her to come back to her parents' home, and the whole family has to line up to welcome her." Fang Dihua came in and happened to hear what she said. She didn't have time to pay attention to her. She went straight into the house and saw the old lady lying on the kang, dressed neatly and with her hair combed neatly.

The old lady was so thin that she was just a bag of bones, and she looked unrecognizable because of the thick twill jacket she was wearing.

Fang Dihua had given her that jacket, and she had kept it as a burial garment, saying that she should wear it nicely when the old man came to pick her up.

Fang Dihua immediately got angry, "What are you doing? Will you be well when I come back?"

Granny Fang on the kang heard Fang Dihua's voice, moved, raised her hand, and called weakly, "Hua'er, Hua'er..."

The voice was so hoarse that it was almost impossible to make a sound.

Seeing that Fang Dihua was unwilling to come forward, Uncle Fang immediately signaled his aunt and a few others to push her onto the kang.

They saw that there was an extremely beautiful young wife following behind Fang Dihua, and knew that it was Lu Shaotang's wife, so they also hurriedly asked Lin Shu to get on the kang.

Lin Shu greeted the elders in a low voice, then sat on the edge of the kang, looking at the old lady calmly.

The city had not yet been powered on, and the house became dark in the afternoon as the sun set.

She saw that the old lady did not look good. Not only was she extremely thin, but her face was also pale and lifeless.

She asked in a low voice, "Uncle, aunt, has the barefoot doctor seen her?"

The eldest aunt shook her head. "The old lady is stubborn. She won't let anyone see her. She says she is old and knows everything. She doesn't allow anyone to see her, and she refuses to take medicine or get injections."

Lin Shu: "Is she afraid of spending money?"

The eldest aunt immediately felt embarrassed and raised her voice, "No way. There are three of us to support an old lady. How can we be reluctant to spend this little money? We have never treated the old lady badly. She always takes medicine when she has a headache or a fever."

Lin Shu felt that something was wrong. She asked the old lady if she was afraid of spending money, but the eldest aunt immediately denied it so sensitively, as if she was questioning her reluctance to spend money on the old lady.

On the kang, Fang Lao Niang tried to hold the girl's hand but she didn't have the strength, so Fang Dihua grabbed her dry and rough hand.

Fang Lao Niang stroked the girl's rough big hand, as if she was comparing which of them had more silk cords in their hands.

She closed her eyes, as if she was afraid of the light, and then closed them again. Her voice was low, weak, and almost inaudible, "Hua'er, your father is coming to pick me up. You send me off, and mother will be happy."

Fang Dihua's eyes suddenly felt painful and sour, and her voice became hoarse, dry, and nervous. "What nonsense are you talking about? My father has been dead for so many years. He has been reincarnated and married a wife long ago. How could he wait for you?"