I sold grilled fish in the 70s!

Jianmei said, "Dad! You really don't understand! We only have a few beds, how can so many people fit in?"

The girl suddenly said seriously, "Are you saying we can't stay at your house, little girl?"

Old Man Yang quickly grabbed the girl's shoulders and said, "No, no! Jianmei, this girl, absolutely did not mean to stop you from staying at my house. Look, Jianmei's face is all red! I know this girl is already completely drunk!"

Hua Ying said, "Yes, Uncle, let's not argue with a drunk person."

Zhuzhu was very happy to see so many people staying there tonight! But Zhuzhu remembered a problem: with so many people in her house, it seemed like there weren't enough beds.

Jianying patted her father's arm carefully and said, "Father, it seems we don't have enough beds for Aunt and the others to sleep on!"

Old Man Yang joked, "Then let Huaying sleep in Yingying's little bed! And let Aunt and Uncle sleep in the big bed that Zhuzhu and Jianmei share." "Is this arrangement alright, Old Man?"

Jianying said, "Then where will we sisters sleep?"

Old Man Yang grinned wickedly, "Of course it's sleeping on the hook! You don't even need to ask."

Upon hearing that she had to sleep on a hook, Jianying suddenly burst into tears.

After settling his wife and children to bed, Old Man Yang sat alone in the courtyard, deep in thought. He recalled how he had gone to great lengths to marry Longzhen, despite his parents' and even his beloved grandmother's opposition. Their reason was simple: they had arranged a marriage for him when he was very young, with the wedding to take place when they turned fourteen.

I don't know why, but I was extremely disgusted by this marriage, so I ran away to Tao Village that very night. Unfortunately, just as I was about to reach Tao Village, I encountered Japanese soldiers who were scouting ahead. Just as I was about to escape, the Japanese discovered me! They wanted me to lead the way to Guangming Baotai Mountain to fight the Red Army. At the time, I was incredibly arrogant! No matter how the Japanese threatened or tempted me, I refused to lead them to Baotai Mountain. Finally, the Japanese lost patience with me, pulled out a gun, aimed it at my heart, and fired. For some reason, the bullet missed my heart and hit my chest. I immediately fell to the ground. These Japanese soldiers, perhaps afraid I would wake up and say something I shouldn't, or for some other reason, actually threw me into the Jinxi River near Tao Village.

I don't know if it was because I was too promiscuous, or for some other reason, but the King of Hell didn't take me. The next morning, Longzhen, who was looking for pig feed by the river, took me back.

After Longzhen took good care of me for a period of time, my body miraculously recovered. I remember that night, Momomura's brother and I were both very happy and drank a lot of wine.

For some reason, when I woke up the next morning, I found myself sleeping with Longzhen. Life went on uneventfully for a year, until Longzhen gave birth to my first child, Jianlin. But secrets don't stay hidden forever, and somehow the news reached my parents and grandparents. They were furious that Longzhen and I had a child out of wedlock and resolutely forbade us from living together.

In fact, Longzhen was the eldest daughter of the Liao family, a renowned local family of educators. Her father lost a bet with Old Man Fan and had to give Longzhen to Old Man Fan's family. Old Man Fan treated Longzhen as his own daughter. At that time, it was common practice to raise a child bride for one's young son. Although Old Man Fan had considered making Longzhen his eldest son's child bride, one day he accidentally saw some thugs trying to take advantage of her. Longzhen refused and was about to commit suicide by hitting her head against a pillar to preserve her chastity when Old Man Fan stopped her.

From that moment on, Old Man Fan gave up the idea of ​​making Longzhen his brother's child bride.

An annoying cicada chirping pulled me out of my memories, and I looked closely at the house I had built with my own hands, only to fall back into my reverie!

At that time, my parents and ancestors sent us to a dilapidated house in order to sever my ties with Longzhen.

This dilapidated house was drafty from all sides. In the crisp autumn air, it was a decent place. But in the dead of winter, when water froze instantly, we would freeze into giant icicles. Jianlin was born during a time of famine in China. Some people went hungry, and some even cut down roadside trees to boil the bark into soup to survive. However, most people went three days and three nights without even a drop of millet porridge due to food shortages. The vast majority starved to death. Women in their postpartum period usually ate chicken, duck, and pigeon every day to nourish their bodies. In an era where even basic sustenance was a problem, how could they possibly do that? Whether it was divine mercy on Jianlin or some other reason, an old woman named Granny Yu in the village, who made a living selling tofu, saw how difficult it was for Longzhen to raise Jianlin and started bringing us soy milk every day. Longzhen felt extremely guilty about this, and even before her postpartum confinement was over, she went to Grandma Yu's house to help make tofu. I wasn't idle either; I went out hunting every day to save money for our little family. To take care of Jianlin, Longzhen had no choice but to bring him to Grandma Yu's house as well. Longzhen carried Jianlin on her back while laboriously pushing the millstone. Once, in a hurry, Longzhen carried Jianlin on her back and went to grind soybeans. Because Longzhen used too much force, Jianlin, who was on her back, actually flew off.

This terrified Longzhen, who was engrossed in her work, while Jianlin, unaware of the situation, was still waving his arms in mid-air.

Longzhen immediately dropped what she was doing, raised her head, and ran quickly towards Jianlin with outstretched arms. Because Longzhen was looking up, and there was a lot of water on the ground, she tripped and fell. Jianlin fared even worse, falling into the tofu pudding. This terrified Grandma Yu, who was making tofu!

Grandma Yu wondered if she had done something wrong recently. Had Heaven taken pity on her and sent disaster upon her family? So Grandma Yu kept her eyes closed, racking her brains to recall everything she had done. But no matter how hard she thought, she couldn't remember doing anything bad. She had, however, done something good: helping the Longzhen family who needed assistance. "That should count as a good deed, right?" she thought. Only then did Grandma Yu open her eyes in alarm.