Sweet 80s

Before she had time to cut the side dishes, Wang Shuping hurriedly squatted down to check on Erbao's injuries.

She held her youngest son's face and looked him up and down, then pinched his arms and legs.

The child didn't even say a word of pain. Where was he hit?

"Where did he hit?" Wang Shuping asked nervously.

Erbao had a tearful little black face with tears as big as soybeans hanging on his cheeks. He raised his chubby hands tremblingly in the air.

Wang Shuping gently pinched his fingers and checked them over and over again, but her hands were so dirty that she couldn't see anything.

"Hurry up and tell me, where was the injury?"

Erbao slowly raised his other hand and pointed out accurately.

It turned out that under the dust, the back of his hand was slapped hard by the children he was playing with.

Wang Shuping stood up, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, and suddenly threw Erbao's hand away.

"This is too dirty. Wash it clean for me. If there's any dirt hidden between your nails, you won't have dinner."

"Mom, Erbao is being bullied and you don't care?"

Click click click.

Wang Shuping was too lazy to pay attention and was cutting side dishes on the chopping board.

"Okay, then tell me, you were having fun, why did they hit you?"

When the sad thing was mentioned, Erbao sobbed and told the whole story.

It turned out that a few children were playing house, taking turns to be the father and the son.

Erbao was the father at the beginning. When the roles were switched back after playing, he saw that it was getting dark and wanted to go home quickly for dinner.

The other party didn't let him go, so he was slapped during the tug of war.

Wang Shuping had known it would be such a trivial matter and snorted coldly.

"You took advantage and you want to run away. I would say you didn't hit me hard enough."

It seemed that Wang Shuping was not going to care about it anymore. Dabao winked at his younger brother and led him out.

"Hey, it's almost time for dinner. Where are we going?" Wang Shuping said to the two children.

"Taking a shit." Dabao evaded the question without even turning his head.

"These kids." Li Xiuzhi giggled and thought her two grandsons were very cute.

Wang Shuping added oil to the pan and heated it up. She then fried the eggs. When the eggs were a little tender, she took them out and set them aside.

Add tomatoes and stir-fry until the juice comes out, then add water and bring to a boil, then cook the noodles. Sprinkle appropriate amount of salt, then pour in the eggs and continue cooking.

When the noodles are almost cooked, sprinkle in a handful of scallions and some nepeta.

Before serving, Wang Shuping used chopsticks to dip some sesame oil and drop it into the pot. The smell was so delicious.

Grandpa Lin Sifang just came back, and as soon as he entered the door he just praised his daughter-in-law for her good cooking skills.

"Oh, it smells so good. Xiao Ping, your noodle soup is really good. It's much better than the one I make. Hahaha."

Li Xiuzhi never cared about what her husband said. She was full of joy when she looked at her capable daughter-in-law.

The hot meal was served on the table but the two children had not come back yet.

Lin Sifang looked outside from time to time.

"Dad, don't worry about them. Let's eat first. The food will get cold soon."

Wang Shuping picked up a pickled radish strip and put it into her mother-in-law's bowl.

"Mom, try it. I pickled it according to the recipe you gave me. It tastes a little bland to me."

Li Xiuzhi calculated the time, thinking that she would be back in the same time as going to the toilet.

"Ping, are they out playing again? Why haven't they come back yet?"

Wang Shuping raised her eyes that saw through everything, pursed her lips and smiled, saying, "Dabao led Erbao to 'revenge'."

"Revenge, what revenge?" Lin Sifang asked.

"It's because he was beaten by Xiaowei. He must have taken his brother to someone else's house. It's okay. Dabao knows what's going on. It won't be a big deal."

Little Weiba’s original name is Gao Yuan, and he is a few months older than Erbao.

He has had a small braid on the back of his head since he was a child.

Parents use "pigtails" to tie their children so that they cannot be snatched away, and to bless their children to grow up safely, so the children get the nickname "little tail".

Dabao is a good brother and always thinks of his younger brother, although he sometimes lets Erbao down.

But my younger brother can only bully himself. If others bully him, he must fight back.

No one in the world knows her two sons better than Wang Shuping, who carried them for ten months and gave birth to them.

Although Dabao is naughty, he is not a willful person.

Otherwise, I wouldn't have cooperated with him in his self-torture tactic.

As Wang Shuping expected, Dabao brought Erbao to Xiaoweiba's house.

Because it was dinner time and getting dark, Xiaoweiba's family was eating in the house, and no one noticed that the two children had sneaked into the yard.

On the way here, Dabao kept saying that hitting people was wrong and that he would go find the people to seek justice.

But when he really reached the door, he immediately became timid.

"Brother, aren't you going?" Erbao asked timidly.

"Do you want to go?" Dabao asked.

Listening to the adults talking in the room, Erbao shook his head in fear and grabbed the corner of his brother's clothes and shook him: "Let's go."

Now that we are here, we can't just go back like this.

Dabao glanced around the yard and suddenly found a chicken coop and a rabbit cage in the corner.

Dabao walked over and looked at the two cages.

There were more than a dozen fat and big white rabbits in the rabbit cage. Suddenly, a bad idea flashed through my mind.

He tiptoed to the cage, untied the wire on the door, turned around and made a gesture to Erbao to silence him.

He used cabbage leaves on the cage to lure the rabbits out one by one, then took Erbao's hand, quietly walked to the door, closed it, and left.

Erbao didn't understand why his brother did this.

After walking a long way, I finally couldn't help but ask.

"Brother, why did you let all the rabbits out?"

"Give them some trouble."

"Then why don't you open the chicken coop too?"

"You are so silly! After dark, the chickens all hang their heads and sleep. How can we chase them away? What if the chickens crow? Will we be able to escape?"

Erbao scratched the back of his head, not quite understanding: "I'm hungry."

"I'm hungry too. Mom made some soup noodles."

Hearing that it was soup noodles, Erbao seemed to have smelled the sesame oil in the bowl, and jumped up and down with joy: "Noodles, noodles, I like soup noodles."

Dabao knew that he would not be able to eat the lard rice he had been craving for a while, and his stomach was growling with hunger.

I thought of the steaming delicious food in the bowl.

Sweet and sour tomatoes, soft and fragrant eggs, mixed with chewy hand-rolled noodles.

It tasted so delicious that my mouth was filled with saliva.

At the dinner table, Lin Sifang finished his meal and sat down in the yard. He took out the pipe on his back, took a few puffs of dry tobacco, and began to fiddle with the manual work that he had not finished during the day.

The two grandsons ran in one after another.

Seeing that he didn't care about being intimate with her, he ran straight to the room where the fragrance came from.

As soon as they reached the door, Dabao suddenly grabbed Erbao's clothes.

"hand!"

The two remembered what Wang Shuping said. Apart from anything else, they had to wash their hands and face before entering the house.

The two of them quickly turned to the pool next to them, splashed some water and washed their hands casually. They didn't dare to go back until the stains on their hands were almost washed away.

Wang Shuping was already cleaning up the dishes in the room.

Erbao, who thought there was nothing to eat, asked pitifully, "Ah, no more food?"

Li Xiuzhi smiled and stretched out her arms to hug the other person, took the cloth on the table and wiped Erbao's face to wipe off the excess water and said.

"Your mother saved some food for you. How could she really let you starve?"

There was half a peeled garlic on the table. Dabao was very hungry and reached out to take it, but Wang Shuping knocked him down with chopsticks.

"Look at your paws. I'll take care of you after dinner."

Despite the cursing, two bowls of still warm noodles were brought to the table soon.

The two children's eyes lit up and they picked up their bowls and started eating with relish.

Just then, Aunt Fat, the neighbor next door, came in, twisting and turning with a bamboo basket in her hand.

"Oh, I haven't had dinner yet."

Wang Shuping smiled and said gently, "You are done eating, please sit down."

As he said this, he pulled a stool over for Aunt Pang.

Aunt Pang put the basket on the ground, which was half filled with sweet potatoes.

"This is what my brother brought from home. It's very sweet. Let me give you some."

"Thank you, Aunt Fatty."

"I just passed by Lao Gao's house and heard a commotion in his yard. I don't know who opened his rabbit cage..."

After saying that, Aunt Fat leaned back, crossed her legs and pointed to the north.

"The yard is full of rabbits. The whole family is catching rabbits now. Hahaha."

cough cough cough.

Dabao covered up his guilty conscience with a cough and secretly glanced at Wang Shuping when she wasn't paying attention.

Unexpectedly, Wang Shuping was glaring at him with a stern face.