The courtyard: the atmosphere of human life

It was rare for Darong's mother to not scold the third child, because she knew very well that the third child was telling the truth. Among the children in the front and back yards, her family was the only one that could not afford to eat fine grains every day.

Darong's family of four work and earn wages, but their lives are not as good as those of other couples who work. The root cause is that they have to support Darong's grandmother, who is an orphan and a widow.

The debt for building the house had just been paid off, and now there was a dowry for my third uncle to marry. Apart from anything else, there were not many girls in Nanjiao Town who dared to ask for a dowry of 3,000 yuan.

"She proposed the three thousand yuan dowry? Other families all asked for two thousand yuan, and she suddenly asked for an extra thousand yuan. Isn't that too much?" Darong's mother was silent for a long time before she spoke.

The third uncle listened to his sister's words and kept his head down in silence. He knew how excessive this request was, but for the sake of his own marriage, he had to come despite the danger.

Darong's father sat on the edge of the kang, smoking one cigarette after another. It can be said that he has spared no effort to help Darong's grandmother over the years. From food to daily necessities to the house to live in, nothing was not bought by Darong's father.

In the early years, because Darong and the others were young, and Darong's father knew the character of his grandfather, the children were entrusted to their grandmother's home to be raised. People of that era could clearly distinguish between red-eyed children and white-eyed children (red eyes refer to grandsons and granddaughters, and white eyes refer to grandsons-in-law and granddaughters-in-law).

Darong's father has always been grateful to Darong's grandmother. Later, when his uncle got married and built a house, he also built a new small yard for his grandmother. Darong's father took on all the difficulties on his shoulders.

But the old saying is absolutely true, 'A pinch of rice brings gratitude, a pinch of rice brings hatred.' Looking at the situation today, if my third uncle can't find a wife, it will probably be my fault.

"I'll discuss the betrothal money with her family later. As for who our mother will live with, we also need to sit down and discuss it with your brother. It's not something I can say that counts."

Seeing that Third Uncle kept his head down and didn't say anything, Darong's mother thought about it and decided that she could only comfort him like this for the time being.

"Our mother said she has saved eighteen thousand yuan." My third uncle said this sullenly.

"Little Sanzi, do you want to kill our mother or me? I just paid the bill for building the house. Look at your nephews and nieces. Our whole family needs to eat."

Darong's mother had been unhappy for a long time, and when Third Uncle showed his vampire-sucking and justified attitude, she finally couldn't control her temper.

"I don't want anyone's life, I just want to marry a wife and live a good life. Finally, her family agreed. Can't you lend me some money? My brother-in-law is the captain. Can't you even raise this little money?"

Seeing that Darong's mother was a little anxious, the third uncle stopped pretending and spoke a lot of outrageous words as if it was a matter of course.

Seeing that Darong's mother was already furious, Darong's father was afraid that the siblings would have a falling out on the spot, so he quickly interrupted to smooth things over.

"His third uncle, this marriage is a big deal and you two kids can't just decide it. Our father died early, so brother-in-law, please help me. Go to the girl's house tomorrow to meet the elders and have a good talk about your marriage."

The third uncle could also see that Darong's mother had already controlled her temper very well. He naturally understood his sister, and since his brother-in-law gave him a way out, he didn't dare to talk back.

"It's getting late outside, and Sibeier happens to be on night shift today, so you can stay here."

"No, brother-in-law. I have to go to work in the team tomorrow, so I can't stay here. Will you go at noon or in the evening tomorrow? I've already told Xiu Li in advance."

This is not something that I have agreed with Xiu Li in advance, this is a binding order for Darong's father to keep his word.

"In the evening, I'll go with your sister. I won't force you to stay since you have to go to work. Let Huazi go back with you, so he doesn't have to go there by himself tomorrow."

After sending the third uncle away, Darong's mother shed tears while picking the feathers.

Darong's mother had a hard life. She left her biological parents at a young age. She was only seventeen when Darong's grandfather hanged himself. Her youngest brother had just turned one year old. She lived with Darong's grandmother and her younger brothers and sisters, struggling to survive.

After much difficulty, she raised her brothers and sisters, and each of them was a worry. In fact, Darong's mother did not ask her brothers and sisters to appreciate her efforts, but just hoped that the mother who had worked so hard to raise her could live a few days of comfort.

"Uncle, you are so annoying. Why do you always come to my house when you have something to do?"

The third brother sat in the back seat of his third uncle's car, swinging his legs and complaining about his third uncle's exploitative face.

"Get out!" When the third uncle heard what the third brother said, he immediately stepped on the brake and shouted at the third brother to get out of the car.

"No!" The third brother grabbed the back seat of the car with both hands, leaned his head out, and almost put his face into his uncle's face.

"I'm your uncle, please be polite when you speak to me!"

"You still know that you are my uncle? You came to my house to act miserable. Have you ever considered whether your nephew can still have enough food? I am wondering, what do you and my uncle think? When there is something wrong, my mother is my biological child. When there is nothing wrong, my mother is an adopted child. You have no conscience!"

"You want to fight, don't you!"

"Am I afraid of you? Just try to touch me and see if my dad will find you a wife!"

The third brother argued with his uncle without missing a word. He knew very well that his uncle needed help from his family now and would not dare to argue with him at all.

The third uncle was so angry that he was gasping for breath. He couldn't help but suspect that his brother-in-law deliberately sent the third brother to punish him. The third uncle thought about it for a long time but didn't dare to do it. He had to pedal the bike twice to show his anger.

The third brother sat in the back seat smugly, not caring about his uncle's mood at all.

The third brother is about to graduate from middle school. He is taller than his third uncle when he stands up. However, he has the advantage of being younger and has never hesitated to argue with his third uncle.

"Stop, stop, stop, I want to get off." When they were almost at grandma's house, the third brother stopped his uncle's car.

"Where are you going?" Uncle San tapped the ground with one foot and turned back to ask.

"I have something to do. You go ahead. I'll walk back by myself later." The third brother walked to the edge of the field without looking back.

"Tsk, it's just to see the dog!" The third uncle muttered, and without paying any more attention to the third brother, he rode his bike home first.

Ever since the last time the third uncle wanted to hand over Xizi, the third brother no longer trusted him. Every time he would tell Xizi to stay away from the third uncle, to prevent him from doing anything bad in order to please his target.