Crossing the farm gate, the whole family reunites in the disaster year

Lin pulled him out from under the table and helped him straighten his clothes that were deformed from sleeping. Xiaoliu slowly opened his eyes.

"I seem to be still asleep. How come I saw my second brother on our kang?" Xiaoliu muttered.

Lin gently pinched his little face.

"You're right, your second brother is injured and is recuperating here."

Xiaoliu's eyes were round as he crawled to Erlang's side and said, "Brother, does it hurt? Xiaoliu will give you a call."

He stuck out his little butt and blew saliva all over Erlang, and even muttered to himself when he had the chance.

"Second brother, you are too careless. It hurts so much to be injured."

"Be more careful next time, you hear me?"

Lin grabbed his collar and dragged him to wash up.

After washing up, Xiaoliu sat at the table on the kang and looked into Erlang's eyes.

Xiaoliu's bowl of rice is a little smaller than Erlang's, but he has everything he needs.

He thought that Third Aunt made an exception and cooked white flour because he was injured, but he didn't expect that everyone got the same thing.

Xiaoliu skillfully scooped the egg from the bottom of the bowl and split it in half with chopsticks.

The egg yolk tastes better after absorbing the noodle soup.

"Second brother, why don't you eat it?" Xiaoliu ate half an egg in one gulp, and it tasted so good that he shook his head.

No one can cook as deliciously as his mother, he is so happy.

Erlang's throat felt sour. He had eaten bird eggs before and secretly licked the egg shells left by his mother. Today was the first time he ate a whole boiled egg.

It was cooked specially for him.

Old Mrs. Cui came to look for Mrs. Lin. When she entered the room and saw the noodles on the table, her eyelids jumped.

The third brother's family lives a life without any consideration. They eat meat and white flour. The noodles are so white that they are dazzling. How much money can they earn to afford to eat like this?

Never mind, that wasn't what she came here to talk about. Old Mrs. Cui took a deep breath and asked Xiaoliu with a stern face, "Where's your mother?"

Xiaoliu slurped the noodles into his mouth: "I'm chilling in the west room, Lazy, have you eaten any rice?"

"I'm not hungry." Old Mrs. Cui turned and left.

Before leaving, I couldn't help but glance at the boneless meat in the bowl. There was tender white meat hanging on the lean meat, which seemed to be tendons. It trembled when I picked it up with chopsticks.

Old Mrs. Cui swallowed her saliva just thinking about it.

Mrs. Lin was washing up in the west room. She hadn't slept all night. You could tell without looking that she looked very haggard.

She splashed her face with cold water, and when she bent over, she was hit by something in her arms. Then she remembered that it was the hairpin her son gave her.

I tied my hair up and carefully inserted the hairpin into my hair, but unfortunately there was no mirror here.

Touching the hairpin on her head, the fatigue on her body faded a lot. She stood up with a smile on her face and turned around to see Old Lady Cui pushing the door open.

Old Mrs. Cui looked Lin up and down. She saw two pale circles under her eyes and pale lips. It was obvious that she had not slept last night.

The more I read, the more depressed I feel.

You might say she is a bad person, but she hired a doctor for Erlang, stayed by his side to take care of him all night, fed him good food and drink, and cared for him more than his own mother.

She is a good person. She didn't even show any concern when the third brother was beaten badly for her.

He went into the mountains before dawn three days later, saying that he wanted to pick out a good piece of wood to build a new door for the east room.

She couldn't bear to look at that silly and happy guy.

And what about Lin?

While making hand-rolled noodles, the third brother didn’t even get a sip of soup!

It is said that a man forgets his mother after marrying a wife, but the third brother did not forget his mother. He was just cautious in being nice to Lin, which brought shame to her as well.

It’s better to forget about her!

Lin tilted her head: "What's wrong, mother?"

"It's okay." Old Lady Cui said stiffly, "I just came to ask how much Erlang's medical treatment cost. His grandfather and I will pay for it."

No matter how you look at it, it doesn't make sense for an aunt to pay for her nephew's medical treatment.

Lin shook her head: "It was because of us that Erlang was injured. We should pay for it."

"Why won't you listen?" Old Lady Cui beat her chest. "Sanlang only earns a little money, but he insists on spending it all. How can you be such a mother?"

Dalang and Erlang are from poor families and have difficulty finding wives, but Sanlang earns a lot from studying and is about to get married. How can his mother not save any money?

Lin said she would not accept anything, and the situation was at a stalemate when Yu hurried in with a bunch of radishes.

"Are you hurt?" Yu pulled Lin over and looked at her again and again. "It's so scary. That damn guy, I knew he had no good intentions, but he actually dared to..."

Lin was a man of few words, and this was the harshest thing she could say.

She heard some noise last night, but her husband was not at home, so she did not dare to go out and see. It was not until dawn that she realized that something had happened in the old house.

Lin patted her hands: "I'm fine."

Yu whispered that she met several children from the second house in the village. They only knew that Erlang was on patrol last night, and they were very worried when they saw that he didn't come back at dawn.

Lidong and a few boys had red eyes.

"Aunt San, is my second brother serious?"

"It's not serious. Come on, Third Aunt will take you to see him." Lin picked up Lidong. The girl was lighter than she had imagined.

The children of the second house were very close to each other and they hugged each other and cried. Lin quietly left. In the yard, Yu was talking to Old Lady Cui.

"What? Feng, that black-hearted woman, kicked them all out of the house?" Old Mrs. Cui was so angry that her whole body was shaking.

When Yu first heard it, she found it hard to believe because this was her own child.

"I have an empty room at home. I'll clean it up when I get home and let Erlang and the others stay there."

Old Mrs. Cui gritted her teeth. If the second son had not insisted on Feng, the Cui family would never want such a daughter-in-law.

Now that the family has split up, she has no say in the second son's family affairs.

Besides, the eldest family’s life is not easy either. Although Yu is kind-hearted, there is no reason for her to raise children for the second family.

The west room of the old house is still empty...

"Let them come back and live here." Old Master Cui came out from the upper room with a dark face, looking very angry.

"Old man..." Old Mrs. Cui hesitated to speak.

Old Master Cui raised his eyebrows and said, "If the second son comes back and asks, just tell him I agreed. If Feng comes looking for me, just let her go. From now on, our Cui family will pretend that we don't have this daughter-in-law."

Mr. Cui was really angry, and no one dared to persuade him.

Old Mrs. Cui breathed a sigh of relief.

It wasn't that she was meddling in the younger generation's affairs, she simply had never seen Feng raise a child this way.

Over the years, she was either pregnant or in confinement. Before the family split up, she would instigate the younger ones to steal food for her every day.

He gave birth to so many children but didn't raise them well. Some of them are dressed like refugees, like a string of thin bean sprouts.

Forget it, let them live in the old house first.

When the second son comes back this time, I will make him express his attitude and tell me how to raise these children.

Judging by the time, the eldest and the second oldest should be back by the end of the month.

After being soaked in water, the soybeans became round and the impatient ones couldn't wait to grow little tails.

Yu exclaimed, "Soybeans can be turned into sprouts just by soaking them? That's great! It's like eating fresh vegetables."

Sprouts are sold outside, and one pound costs ten cents. People who know how to grow them rely on their skills to make money, and there is no place to learn.

My third brother’s wife is worthy of having run a shop before, she knows all this skills.

Lin lifted the gauze and let her see it openly.

"You don't need too much water, just wet the gauze." Lin taught her some techniques. "It can't be exposed to sunlight. It will taste bitter if it is exposed to sunlight. Just sprinkle some water on it every few hours and it will be fine."

Yu kept it firmly in mind.

Cui Jingwen came back sweating profusely, picked up the water scoop and gulped down half a scoop of water.

He just ran around the village once, and this body's current limit was just one lap.

He planned to run another lap after dinner in the evening, and do this for a few days to improve his endurance, and then do targeted training.

I don't believe that he can't protect his mother and sister.