Sweet 80s

"Shuping, your Dabao bit the dog."

The person who ran in was Wang Shuping's neighbor.

She was kind, honest, and warm-hearted, with a plump figure, which was rare in that era.

Neighbors often call her Fat Auntie.

Wang Shuping pressed the picked vegetables into the enamel basin, shook off the water on her hands and said anxiously, "Then rush to the hospital."

"You heard it wrong. Dabao wasn't bitten by a dog. He bit someone else's dog. Go check it out."

The "ba" sentences and "bei" sentences are playing word games here.

The family that Aunt Pang is talking about is not just any family.

In the entire compound, there is only one family that keeps a dog.

Everyone avoids the 'Zhao Hulu' family, who are unreasonable and never give in.

The man, Zhao Guanjun, loves drinking very much. It is okay to have no rice or vegetables for every meal, but it is not acceptable to have no wine.

He often wore a gourd on his waist, which did not hold much, just two taels of wine, so he was named Zhao Hulu.

Zhao Hulu doesn't care about family matters and doesn't like to talk much, but his wife is a very capable one.

People in several courtyards knew her name.

"The little calf has nothing to do. He can do anything but provoke Zhao Hulu's dog."

Wang Shuping cursed in her heart as she walked.

The slum is actually the staff quarters of many units, with not many people living there, about fifty or sixty households.

Wang Shuping and Zhao Hulu’s homes were not far from each other. It only took five minutes to walk to his home.

Before I even reached Zhao Hulu's house, I heard Liu Chunhua's hoarse voice.

"You little bastard, look at howling at the puppy you bit. Call your parents over here. I want to see if anyone is in charge of your family today."

Wang Shuping was unhappy at the time. No matter how bad her child was, she could scold him herself, but it would be a big deal if someone else scolded her.

But the child made the mistake first, and if he spoke rashly, Liu Chunhua would definitely hold it against him, which would be even more troublesome.

So she thought to herself that she would have to do the old trick again.

Wang Shuping has two sons. The eldest son Lin Kai is 7 and a half years old, and the second son Lin Hao just turned 5 years old. Both children often cause trouble in the yard.

Either he broke someone's pot or he pulled up someone's vegetables.

If you meet someone who is easy to talk to, you can just apologize with a smile and the matter will be over.

When you meet someone like Liu Chunhua who is always unreasonable, there is only one way to resolve the issue quickly.

That is a self-torture tactic.

After thinking it over, Wang Shuping looked around and saw a broom used to sweep the bed in the corner of a house.

She picked it up and rushed straight towards Dabao, with a frown on her face, and shouted angrily.

"You little bastard, you're looking for trouble with me again, right? I'll beat you to death..."

Wang Shuping doesn't have a loud voice and is usually gentle. But once she gets angry, her face turns red and veins pop out on her forehead, and she looks like someone who is not someone to be trifled with.

The broom knob made a clanging sound as it rose and fell.

Dabao screamed and cried out at the top of his lungs in fear.

The mother and son chased each other around the yard, attracting a lot of onlookers.

Liu Chunhua was a tough talker, but she was also a mother, so she softened her heart and spoke after a while.

"Forget it, forget it. A child this old is so naughty. Just stay away from our dog in the future."

After saying that, he carried the dog by the neck and returned to his yard.

Soon, the people who were watching the fun gradually dispersed.

"Does it hurt?"

Wang Shuping lowered her head and touched her son's butt with heartache.

Dabao smiled innocently and wiped the tears from his face with his sleeve: "Hey, no, your broom didn't hit me at all, it all hit the ground."

What can I do? He is only seven and a half or eight and a half years old, an age where neither chickens nor dogs like him.

This trick is very effective and can quickly solve the problem.

After all, it's the flesh that fell off your body, so you can't really hit it.

So, the mother and son discussed it in advance.

One is responsible for the 'fake fighting' and the other is responsible for the real crying.

The main purpose is to create momentum.

Some people are thin-skinned and make a lot of noise for a while, but when they see that there are too many people watching, they just stop.

Even if you meet Liu Chunhua who is difficult to talk to, it will only take a little longer.

Wang Shuping also knew clearly that no matter how effective this trick was, it would not work if used too much.

"It doesn't hurt, does it?"

Dabao was still immersed in his pride and didn't notice that the expression on Wang Shuping's face was not as severe as before.

There is always a calm before the storm.

"It doesn't hurt!" Looking at Dabao's indifferent expression, Wang Shuping took a breath.

He raised his hand, pinched Dabao's ear, and twisted it hard.

"Ouch..." Dabao cried out in pain.

If the momentum just now was fabricated, then Wang Shuping was really angry now.

In this way, she pulled Dabao's ears and carried him all the way back home.

As soon as he arrived at the door of his home, Dabao saw his grandmother Li Xiuzhi carrying a basin to pour water, and he started crying and asking the good-tempered grandmother for help.

Upon hearing that her eldest grandson had gotten into trouble again, Li Xiuzhi quickly put down what she was doing and rushed over to "rescue" him.

He took his grandson's ear, looked at it and it was twisted red, then glanced at his daughter-in-law who was still angry, but he didn't dare to say anything.

She has three sons and two daughters, and among her three daughters-in-law, the one she is most satisfied with is Wang Shuping.

Because she has always been impartial and fair.

If a child is playful, it is definitely not okay to not discipline him.

So he didn't say a word to excuse Dabao, but just rubbed the child's red and swollen ears.

"Let's see how long you can hide. Grandpa and grandma will go back to their hometown in a few days. If you still want that ear, you'd better be obedient. Do you hear me?"

Wang Shuping is a quick person. She talks without delaying her work at all.

Prepare an appropriate amount of flour, add a small amount of salt and an egg, slowly add warm boiled water, stir with chopsticks until it becomes a lump, then knead it into a ball with your hands.

The rested noodles were kneaded for another 5 minutes to make them chewier.

After flattening it, Wang Shuping used a rolling pin to roll the dough into a circle.

After a while, a round white dough was rolled out.

Then fold the dough sheets upside down and cut them a few times, and strips of finger-wide hand-rolled noodles will be formed.

Although Wang Shuping is not from the Central Plains, she was smart and quick-witted and adapted to the local eating habits not long after her marriage. Even her Northeastern accent faded a lot.

The pain in Dabao's ears eased a lot, and he felt less worried. He glanced at the noodles on the chopping board and curled his lips.

"Noodles again, noodles every day, mom, I want to eat rice with lard!"

Wang Shuping glared at him: "Lard rice, I think you look like lard rice, get out of the way."

Dabao was unhappy and grumbled, which made Wang Shuping even more annoyed: "Look at the dog hair on your face. If you don't wash your face clean, don't have dinner."

Dabao finally realized that he had just hugged the puppy and kissed it so hard that the puppy peed on him.

He picked up the clothes and sniffed them. The foul smell made him feel sick.

Better to deal with it before it's discovered.

He had just come to the yard and was about to wash his face when he heard Erbao coming back from outside crying.

He led his brother into the kitchen and shouted, "Oh no, Mom, Erbao got beaten!"