The cannon fodder female supporting role stirs up trouble in period literature

The next day, Hua Honeysuckle slept until dawn and it was almost eleven o'clock when she rode her bicycle back to Taohuawan Brigade.

Hua Rendong planned to visit Zhou's house first and have a meal, so as to avoid causing the Zhou family to worry too much by not always going home.

When I passed by the brigade headquarters, the educated youth who were peeling peanuts yesterday were still there, but they were now peeling soybeans.

The groups were the same as yesterday. The female educated youth in Xia Yu's group had despair on her dark face. When she saw Hua Rendong riding a bike over, she actually gave her a sympathetic look.

Hua Rendong didn't know why she deserved her sympathy. If we talk about misery, she is the more miserable one as she has to do almost the work of two people.

When her eyes met Xia Yu's, there was a gleam in Xia Yu's eyes, and the sympathy in the female educated youth's eyes increased a little more. Hua Rendong couldn't help but curl up the corners of her lips, as if she understood why her sympathy came from.

Do you feel that you are being relied upon by a male educated youth who is just living off his parents?

Zhou Laifu came out of the brigade headquarters and saw Hua Rendong waving at her. Hua Rendong rode over and asked, "Second uncle, when did you come back?"

Zhou Laifu said: "I stayed in the hospital for half a day yesterday. Seeing that there was nothing serious, I returned in the afternoon."

"Ah? Shang Zhiqing wasn't seriously injured?"

Zhou Laifu sighed: "Why else would they say that the evil lasted for a thousand years? His head bled so much, and he had to get more than ten stitches, but nothing happened?"

Hua Rendong was disappointed to hear that Shang Huaiyu was fine. It seemed that she would have to give him another lesson after he got better.

Just then the bell for the end of work rang. The female educated youth in Xia Yu's group dropped the soybeans in her hand and left without saying goodbye. Xia Yu slowly stood up and made a gesture to Hua Rendong, as if asking her if she wanted to go back to the educated youth center for dinner.

Hua Rendong shook her head. Zhou Laifu didn't notice the quarrel between the two. He pushed Hua Rendong and said, "It's time for dinner. Let's go home and eat with Uncle."

Hua Honeysuckle nodded, "I would also like to go there, just in time to be with my second uncle."

Zhou Laifu shouted to the brigade: "Xiao Xiang, I'm going home to eat. If you go out, please lock the door."

"Go ahead, Captain. I still have a report to write and I'm not going anywhere." Xiang Minghui inside agreed readily.

Thinking about how Shang Huaiyu was injured that day, and how he, as a medical worker, couldn't even stop the bleeding and vomited himself like a grandson, Hua Rendong began to doubt his medical skills.

If we let such an inexperienced person treat the villagers, will minor illnesses be turned into major ones, or will the major illness be cured directly?

But she didn't need to worry about this matter. She guessed that the villagers knew about it. If the patient really got a serious illness, those who had money would send him to the city hospital. Those who really had no money would let him treat him, just for psychological comfort.

When they were almost at Zhou's house, a skinny man rushed out from the side, knelt on the ground and hugged Zhou Laifu's thighs, "Captain, help me, that old woman is going to beat me to death, you have to help me."

Zhou Lai Fu shook him off twice but failed. Instead, he dragged the man along, leaving two marks on the ground.

Zhou Laifu blushed and said, "Zhou Shoujia, look at what this looks like. Let go quickly. Can't we talk it out calmly?"

Zhou Shoujia not only did not let go, but hugged him even tighter, his face pressed against Zhou Laifu's thigh and he howled, "Captain, I can't live with her. If I continue to live with her, she will beat me to death sooner or later. Captain, give me a letter of introduction, I will go to the commune and divorce her, she can go with whoever family she likes, my family can't afford to support her like this."

Hua Rendong recognized that this man named Zhou Shoujia was of the same generation as Zhou Laifu, but because they were five generations apart, they were not considered very close.

Zhou Shoujia's parents died early, and his brothers also separated and lived separately early. Zhou Shoujia, the youngest, was left with no one to take care of him. It can be said that he grew up eating at many people's homes.

When he grew up, he was too thin and small to even reach 1.6 meters tall because he had been hungry all the time when he was a child. He could not do any heavy work. During the busy farming season, many women could earn eight work points, but he was lucky to earn six a day.

He had been unable to find a wife in his early years. Two years ago, a young woman who had fled famine came to the village. She said that all her family members had died, and asked the old lady in the village to help her find a husband. The old lady sent her to Zhou Shou's home.

The young wife didn't mind that Zhou Shoujia's house was made of mud and thatch, and didn't mind that Zhou Shoujia was shorter than her, so they got married and started living together.

The young wife was quite strong and earned more work points than Zhou Shoujia. During the slack season, she would go up the mountain and carry large and small bags back home. However, she gained some weight in half a year and looked very plump, making Zhou Shoujia look darker, thinner and smaller.

Others envy Zhou Shoujia for being so blessed. Those who are taller and stronger than him, who have enough food to eat at home, marry wives who are not as pretty as his.

At that time, Zhou Shoujia was still very proud, and his favorite thing to do was to walk around the village with his young wife after dinner.

But the young wife didn't like to wander around. She was a very active person and her hands were never idle. When she sat at the door and chatted with others, she would hold a handful of grass in her hands and make a grass rope.

At first, he tried not to say anything when he saw Zhou Shoujia wandering around the village for nothing. But after a long time, he couldn't help it anymore. While he couldn't sit still himself, he always found work for Zhou Shoujia.

At the beginning, Zhou Shoujia could still work with his wife according to his own temperament, but he had been weak since he was a child, and he could not bear it for a long time. When he was not busy, he always wanted to hide away and relax.

After being caught by his wife several times and being scolded several times, Zhou Shoujia's temper flared up. Whenever his wife scolded him, he would talk back. Unexpectedly, although his wife usually didn't speak loudly, she was very strong. If Zhou Shoujia dared to talk back, she would pin him down and beat him, making him scream in pain.

Later, he got used to beating him and didn't dare to talk back. Whenever his wife was unhappy, she would beat him to calm down.

No one in the village envied Zhou Shoujia for marrying a beautiful wife. Instead, some idle people who did not work always hung around Zhou Shoujia's house.

Although no one really saw Zhou Shoujia's wife having an affair with anyone, the rumors were still spread with details. Life in Zhou Shoujia's family became more and more chaotic, and it became more and more hopeless.

Zhou Laifu was so disappointed that he said, "Look at you, you are a seven-foot-tall man, how come you were bullied like this by a woman?"

Zhou Shoujia lowered his head and yelled with his neck stiff, "How can I be seven feet tall? I'm not even five feet tall."

This time Zhou Laifu was speechless, but he still had to persuade Zhou Shoujia to live a good life. "Look at you, what kind of life did you live before you got married? You wore tattered clothes every day, even worse than the beggars outside. Now someone takes care of you, cooks for you, and sews clothes for you. Why do you still complain about them taking care of you? In my opinion, you are born with a blessing but don't know how to appreciate it. If your wife really doesn't want to live with you in the future, and no one cooks for you when you are hungry, and no one mends your clothes when they are torn, you will regret it again."

Zhou Shoujia pretended not to hear, raised his head, stared at Hua Rendong and asked: "Erhua, you were also raised by your uncle, tell me, does your Women's Federation care about women beating men?"