(The second update will be around 9:00 AM, I’ll post it after I’ve had enough sleep.)
"Aunt?"
Zhao Dashan, a 23-year-old young talent in the eyes of the young girls and wives in the village, would make a detour to say hello to the members of the Bi family every time he returned home from the town.
This behavior has become a habit of his.
Sometimes when there was any work to do in the yard, including pulling firewood from the autumn pile, he would lend a hand.
A 23-year-old "young talent" was pushing a bicycle with two three-year-old children on the front crossbeam and two five- or six-year-old boys sitting on the back seat.
It is very common in rural areas to see four children on a Phoenix 28 bicycle at the same time, especially during wedding ceremonies.
It can be seen that in this era, the cyclists have to have good skills, the children have to be well-behaved, and the parents have to be very caring...
Liu Yafang straightened up, loosened the handle of the well, squinted her eyes, and looked clearly at the person outside the gate. Deep wrinkles appeared at the corners of her eyes as she smiled:
"Dashan? Did you just get back from town? Are you on vacation? You look so good! Look how blessed your two sisters are. They have a boy and a girl, and they're about the same age. They can play together. I feel happy every time I see them!"
After Liu Yafang finished speaking, she suddenly seemed to remember something and slapped her forehead. She hadn't slept all night and her mind was in a mess, but the roast chicken was an expensive item and she had to give it to him!
The village secretary's family took special care of them. If Bi Tiegang hadn't gone from house to house to repay the debt, she would have packed the half-roasted chicken to the secretary's family long ago.
Liu Yafang waved at Zhao Dashan, turned around and ran into the house, not forgetting to tell the visitor: "Don't leave in a hurry, wait for your aunt!"
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Zhao Dashan is the only son of village secretary Zhao Shugen. He has two older sisters, both of whom are well-married in the surrounding villages.
One married into a town near the county seat, where her husband worked in the Public Security Bureau as a minor official. The other was considered more capable by the villagers, so she married directly into the county seat.
Zhao Dashan is 1.78 meters tall, with a high nose bridge, a small mouth, and a high school education. He was assigned a job in the autumn of the same year that Bi Yue and Bi Cheng were admitted to university.
He currently works as a clerk in the town's most profitable food factory and is considered a "golden bachelor" with a stable job in the eyes of the villagers.
At this moment, the "Golden Man" felt that something was wrong. He comforted his two little nephews who were sitting in the back seat and playing with the donkey, then stretched his neck and crossed his legs, looking into the house through the big black iron gate of the Bi family.
…
Bi Cheng got up as soon as he opened his eyes in the morning, his mind still hazy.
His younger brother was not sleeping well, and he almost kicked him to death!
There is no other way. The bed is made of such narrow wooden boards and the conditions are limited.
Bi Cheng frowned and looked around. He suspected that his parents had not slept all night because there was no simple bed in the house anymore.
Bi Cheng felt that once a person relaxes his spirit, his whole body aches and he feels even more tired. It would be better for him to just endure it on the train!
Without brushing his teeth or washing his face, he habitually walked into the house and glanced at Bi Yue, who was so soundly asleep that he didn't even know what day it was. After saying hello to his grandfather, Bi Cheng began to scrape the dust off the kang with his bare chest.
Hearing his mother greeting someone and the sound of her turning pots in the outer room, Bi Cheng walked to the window and peeked out.
Seeing this, he smiled with his teeth half showing, put down the iron rubber in his hand, ran out with his bare chest in big black shorts.
"Brother Dashan!"
"Dacheng? Are you and your sister back?"
What was there for Zhao Dashan to not understand this time? The “people he had been waiting for” had all returned.
There were three adults and four naughty children outside the door, and their noise was so loud that Bi Yue finally turned over on the kang.
"Uncle! Uncle, I want to eat meat! Uncle!" The shouts filled his throat and kept on yelling.
Zhao Dashan and Liu Yafang were pushing the roast chicken at each other, and the aunt didn't even have time to shout. Even the tips of her ears turned red, she was so embarrassed.
You said it would be terrible if Bi Yue heard it...
I heard that Bi Yue bought this roast chicken...
How much can she earn as a tutor? It must be very hard, right? He has saved up his salary for the past two years...
But how could Zhao Dashan stop the four kids? What did the kids know? They just grabbed the food with their hands and almost knocked over the basin.
"Brother Dashan, take it quickly. We ate it all last night! It's not good for passersby to see it!" Bi Cheng hung the net bag directly on the handlebars:
"Go home first and come to my house later. Hey, help me clean the kang! My parents have to go to the fields."
Judging from the tone of their words, it can be seen that Bi Cheng and his brother Dashan have a very close relationship!
Bi Yue in the room sat up dazedly. Bi Fu turned his head to look at his granddaughter, and pointed outside the door with his withered hand: "Are you hungry? Ask your mother to cook."
Bi Yue rubbed her eyes with the back of her hand, still half-conscious. She was furious. Who was this?! A visitor so early in the morning? How disgusting!
Dashan, who was secretly cursed by Bi Yue, bent his finger and gave his nephew a slap on the head, his face still red: "Sit down."
After a scolding, in front of Liu Yafang and Bi Cheng's gazes, a long leg first crossed over the bicycle, then pedaled away hard, taking away "half of Lao Li's roast chicken".
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Bi Yue squeaked and whimpered, moving closer until she stood beside the stove. She pursed her pink lips and scratched the mosquito bite behind her ear.
"Um...um, Mom, where is my dad?" It's actually not difficult to call out, as long as they are the people you care about.
Liu Yafang added a handful of firewood and turned her head to look at her eldest daughter: "Your father went to the secretary to repay the debts from house to house."
Bi Yue was surprised: "Ah? How sincere are Bi Cheng and I? They lent a hand when we were in such a difficult time, so we should go to their door."
Liu Yafang lowered her eyes and pushed the flames in the stove with a fire stick:
"Your father is afraid that you two won't lie. Ni'er, you can't tell anyone about that! In my opinion, your aunt should have kept it a secret, but she couldn't."
The mentality of a mother is simple: her daughter’s lifelong event is the most important.
Just because...
Ask around in the surrounding villages, and, to put it bluntly, whose daughter is so "wild wolf howling"? The village is close to the village, and the story will spread everywhere, and everyone will say that her daughter is "wild wolf howling".
Liu Yafang was afraid. What if her sister-in-law's mother-in-law knew her daughter had dared to cross the border and started to spread rumors? What if her daughter was assigned to a nearby county after graduation? It would be difficult for her to find a partner!
Bi Yue was so itchy that she couldn't care less about anything else:
"Mom, let's talk later! Where can I put my change of clothes? I need to take a shower, can I?"
…
Bi Yue sat in the big wooden tub and hurriedly washed her chest. Why was it so itchy here?
Her snow-white left breast was flushed red, and after a few splashes of warm water to relieve the pain, she breathed a sigh of relief.
…
Zhao Dashan locked a row of little nephews outside the door. He had no time to answer his mother's call. He went straight into the house and went to the desk, took out his glasses without prescription and put them on.
He took two steps, then climbed onto the kang, rummaged through the cabinets, and put on the clothes he thought would look the most handsome... (To be continued.)
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