Travel through 70 and take brothers and sisters to the countryside together

In the dark province of late autumn, I still feel cold even wearing a cotton-padded jacket, and the farm work has completely stopped.

The harvesting of wild goods on the mountain was finally over. The men from the whole village went out to chop firewood on the mountain. The girls, wives, and aunts in the village all started to pickle vegetables.

Wen Lei and Aunt Ding learned how to pickle spicy cabbage, garlic eggplant, cucumber, and pickled potatoes...

Ding Yanyu didn't expect that so many types of vegetables would be pickled.

Aunt Ding told them while working. "Xiao Ding, an educated youth, when it's cold here, it can reach minus [-] or [-] degrees. It's freezing and snowy. If you don't want to eat pickles, you don't have to eat them. Don't look at the amount of pickles in my house. There are jars after jars. This is not right. We only eat it for four months, but we have to eat it in winter, and we have to eat it all year round. After starting work in the spring, every household in our house will eat pickles and eat it. "

Wen Lei and Ding Yanyu had long had doubts about everyone's insistence on eating pickles even though they could stir-fry vegetables.

"Aunt Ding, there are wild vegetables in spring, but you have grown so many vegetables and don't eat them. I think everyone is either eating green onions with sauce or eating pickles. Why don't you stir-fry good vegetables?"

Aunt Ding smiled cheerfully and thought to herself: These two girls really don't know how difficult life is for ordinary people.

She turned around and went to the kitchen and took out the oil bottle. "Wen educated youth, Ding educated youth, take a look at my oil bottle. This is a pound of oil purchased in the town in the spring of this year."

Wen Lei and Ding Yanyu looked at the oil bottle in disbelief. They bought a pound of oil in the spring, but there was still half a pound of oil in the bottle. This...how is this possible? The two stared at each other, not believing what Aunt Ding said at all.

Aunt Ding looked at their expressions and said with a smile. "Why do you think the village cadres at the brigade headquarters like to eat the food you cook? You haven't seen how we eat, have you? Just dip the leafy vegetables in some sauce. We don't cook, and even you educated youths are not used to it. Not only you, but also the old educated youths are not used to the way we eat here. My family is still doing well. In the village, if you eat a pound of oil at the beginning of spring, you can still have nine taels left at the end of the year."

Wen Lei and Ding Yanyu still realized from Aunt Ding's words that Aunt Hua's anxious voice came over the fence.

"Hey, Ding Zhiqing, Wen Zhiqing, Tiedan Niang, what are you talking about? I screamed hoarse, why didn't you hear me? Come here, we are still waiting to change the salt, go home Here are the pickles.”

Wen Lei and Ding Yanyu turned their heads and rushed outside the fence to take a look. No, several aunts from the village were standing at the replacement point waiting.

"Tie Dan Niang, are you teaching educated young people how to pickle vegetables? You are a tofu maker, but your pickle skills are not as good as mine. What were you talking about just now? Why are you shouting? You can't even hear me?" Aunt Hua pulled Aunt Ding's house. Fence Wall, speaking in a loud voice.

Aunt Ding walked to the fence with a smile, still holding the oil bottle in her hand. "What are you talking about? I just want to show the educated youth and Ding educated youth how much oil my family consumes throughout the year."

Aunt Hua looked at the oil bottle in Aunt Ding's hand, curled her lips, and there were still specks of white saliva on the corners of her mouth. "Hey, your family has used half a catty of oil? Your family won't be cooking during the Chinese New Year?"

"Stir-fry, why not stir-fry?"

"Then your oil won't be enough for this year. My family doesn't eat much oil this year, so we can cook at the end of the year."

Wen Lei and Ding Yanyu, who quickly returned from Aunt Ding's house, heard the conversation between Aunt Hua and Aunt Ding inside and outside the fence. They both looked at each other, smiled bitterly, and hurriedly brought salt to the aunt and aunt who were changing the salt. .

As soon as they brought salt to several aunts in the village, Aunt Hua and Mrs. Zhang walked into the room hurriedly. "Educated young people, help Aunt Zhang get the cloth, pick it up, and take out the cotton."

Wen Lei stared at Aunt Hua and Mrs. Zhang with wide eyes. The smile on Mrs. Zhang's face was a little forced, and Aunt Hua held her hand and refused to let go. "Second Aunt, what's wrong with you? Don't you like it?"

He turned back and waved his hands towards Wen Lei and Ding Yanyu, "You two girls, hurry up. Today, my two brothers are meeting my mother-in-law. If it's done, I can stay and live with my two brothers today."

Wen Lei and Ding Yanyu's eyes widened even more. What's going on? Why, after seeing each other today, can we still decide not to leave?

Mrs. Zhang smiled bitterly, looked at the brown sugar on the shelf, and sighed. "Educated young people, wrap a pound of brown sugar for me, pull two meters of cloth, and weigh two pounds of cotton."

Aunt Hua held Granny Zhang's hand and didn't let go, looking anxious as if she was about to marry her daughter-in-law. "Second aunt, you can't be like this. The second brother is over 30. You can't dislike it. He brought a baby. What's wrong? It's a girl, not a boy. I saw that the old lady is not very old. In your early twenties, I will give you a fat grandson next year."

Wen Lei, who lowered her head to cut cloth, felt that this was another good bite. She raised her ears and hoped that Aunt Hua could say more. Aunt Hua was worthy of being the second in command of gossip in the village. From her mouth, Wen Lei and Ding Yanyu took another bite of the big melon.

Zhang Erwa, the second son of Mrs. Zhang, is the most hard-working son of Mrs. Zhang. He is 34 years old this year. He is a dull and honest man who does not hesitate to work hard.

In the early years, the family was too poor and lived in a hut in the ground. Zhang Dawa had to marry his wife by force, so there was no way for Zhang Erwa to get help.

I can't even eat, so I can't bear to think about marrying my wife.

Later, someone in Dongshan Village proposed a girl who was three years younger than him. At that time, his brothers had all grown up, and there was no shortage of wives for them. He gritted his teeth and asked them to tell Zhang Sanwa. Zhang Sanwa felt that even his second brother would give in, so he should give in, since it would be such a big delay anyway.

In the end, there was a back and forth between the brothers, and 19-year-old Zhang Wuwa married Gu Nian, who was three years older than him, and is now Aunt Zhang Wuwa. Later, Zhang Erwa worked hard and looked for someone to talk to his brothers about their mother-in-law. Zhang Dawa didn't take too much care, so he took charge of all the family affairs. As long as someone calls the brothers mother-in-law. He gritted his teeth and agreed to any request. If the family didn't have him, each family would borrow money from him, causing famine year after year. In the end, all the five, six, seven, and eight watts got married.

Today, Zhang Erwa went on a blind date with a woman introduced by his godfather's brother, Ding Lengzi.

The woman's natal family was from Linxian County, and she was married to Ding Lengzi's brother-in-law from Xiaohe Village. Ding Lengzi's aunt is a wife-beater who has had two or three miscarriages over the years. The woman is determined not to live any longer. A few days ago, she got into trouble in the commune and is considered divorced.

At that time, Ding Lengzi also went to the commune. Who knows what he was thinking, but today he brought his ex-aunt and sister-in-law here to see his godbrother.

After hearing this gossip, Wen Lei was completely speechless, and Ding Yanyu was stunned.

Aunt Hua was still talking non-stop, urging Mrs. Zhang to make new clothes for the little girl she brought over. "Second Aunt, when she comes to our house, she becomes our child. You have to make her a cotton-padded coat."

Mrs. Zhang was very conflicted. She was worried that her son would not have a mother-in-law, but for a married woman with children, she always felt that she was not worthy of her second son. If the family has money, they can demolish the shack in the spring and build a few thatched houses. How can they buy second-hand goods for the yellow-flowered man?

While Mrs. Zhang was struggling, Zhang Erwa walked into the replacement point. The man in his early thirties looked like a man in his 40s. He nodded to Wen Lei and Ding Yanyu first, and then turned to Mrs. Zhang. "Mom, that's it. If you want to find a eldest daughter for me, you have to have someone who can like me. As long as she can give birth to her, she's nine years younger than me."

Mrs. Zhang had tears in her eyes and felt unwilling, but she could only nod.