The husband and wife of a wealthy school

The note said: This is a sleeping pill. I will take you away after dinner tomorrow.

Sleeping pills are a small package wrapped in notebook paper, which is enough to allow the family next door to sleep until the next day, without causing any fatalities.

After Zhao Yan left, his uncle finished smoking a pot of cigarettes and knocked the rod of the cigarette on the iron stove with a "bang bang" sound, and all the soot in the copper cigarette holder fell into the fire.Putting down the tobacco stick, he took out an apple from the fruits Zhao Yan had brought, wiped it twice with his hands stained with soot before gnawing it without washing it.

He squinted at the daughter-in-law who came out of the kitchen with the child in her arms, "As long as you live a good life, don't keep thinking about running away, the family will not treat you badly, and he can still beat you for the rest of your life?! As time goes by, you will develop feelings." So, of course we won’t fight.”

After eating half an apple in a few bites, he glanced at his daughter-in-law who gave birth to a child and still didn't look bloated at all, "Stay away from the research boy in the future, and the other soul will be hooked."

……

As the saying goes, 28 pieces of noodles are made, and every household steams flower buns.

On the 28th day of the twelfth lunar month, as in previous years, Zhao Yan and his family not only steamed flower buns, but also steamed buns.The buns are stuffed with jelly, cabbage and pork, and radish vermicelli with pork stuffing. There are a lot of steamed buns, which are enough to eat from the first to the fifteenth day of the first lunar month. Anyway, it will not be bad in winter.

In Zhao Yan’s memory, one of the most impressive things about Chinese New Year is that whenever he is hungry at night, he eats baked buns around the iron stove. The water is so fragrant that people will never forget the taste of the hometown.

In the last life, since his mother left, he never ate such buns again. It wasn't that he didn't want to eat them, nor that he didn't know how to make buns.Rather, he knew that the same steamed stuffed bun could no longer taste the warmth of home, and the person who made steamed stuffed buns for him in his memory was gone forever.

Someone in the village killed a pig, and his mother went to buy a sling of pork, and started chopping stuffing early in the morning, and the noodles for steamed buns were ready last night.

His grandma sat in front of the stove and was in charge of lighting the fire, while Zhao Yan and Zhao Jingjing helped his mother.

Zhao Jingjing: "Mom, I haven't eaten breakfast yet, why don't I steam a pot of buns first?"

"The stuffing for the buns is not ready yet, so let's steam a pot of buns first, and you can eat some to fill your stomachs, and then you can eat buns later." His mother is very fast, after all, she has been doing it for decades, practice makes perfect, when cutting radishes , so fast that only the shadow of the knife can be seen.

The last time I bought two fish, there are still two in the water outside. Zhao Yan said: "How about I go to the stove to make a steamed fish? When the buns are out of the pot, I have a dish to eat."

"Okay!" Zhao Jingjing was the first to answer loudly.She still remembers the taste of the sauerkraut fish her brother made last time. She has never eaten such a delicious fish.

His mother: "You are just greedy, wait for your brother to leave and see who loves you." The reprimand was said with a doting and a smile.

The condiments at home are limited, there is no steamed meat powder, and no cooking wine.Zhao Yan replaced it with white wine bought at home for Chinese New Year treats and vermicelli made by his mother for steamed stuffed buns.

Marinate the fish with ginger, garlic, pepper and soy sauce white wine for half an hour. Soak the vermicelli in water and fry in hot oil until half cooked.

Zhao Yan was cooking by the iron stove in the house, and as soon as he put the vegetables in the pot and started to steam, his sister ran in.

"Brother, let me help you."

Zhao Yan: "I'm done with this, just wait until it's cooked. Aren't you helping our mom in the kitchen?"

Zhao Jingjing pouted and said, "Our mother thinks my clumsiness is not helping, so she kicked me out."

As he walked over, his nose leaned towards the pot, "I'll smell it if it smells good."

"Just put it in, it's still raw, where does the smell come from?" Zhao Yan smiled and stretched out a finger, pushing it against her forehead, "Don't get so close, the braid will fall into the fire."

"Where there is fire, the fire is under the pot." Zhao Jingjing stood up straight, grabbed her braid and stroked it, "Brother, you said that if you go to school after the year, who will cook fish for me?"

"Jingjing, you are in the second year of middle school this year, and the third year of the first year of next year. After finishing middle school and high school, you will come to T city to study in university. My brother cooks fish for you every day. How about it?"

Zhao Jingjing: "Chunzi is in the third year of middle school this year. She said she would quit school next year and go to the county to earn money. Last time I told our mother that she would stop studying after finishing junior high school and go to make money, but she didn't say no. "

Zhao Yan took a bench, sat next to his sister, took her hand and asked, "Why don't you go to high school?"

"I have to pay tuition fees for high school. I know my mother has no money. I want to make money. If I earn money, I can buy things for my family. In our village, there are not many girls who go to high school. I am not as good at studying as you are, and I am afraid of taking the exam." not on."

Zhao Yan was at a loss for words for a while, he didn't know how to tell his sister that this world is so big and wonderful, so big that it is unimaginable, and it is so wonderful that it is unimaginable.For children from poor families, reading is the only way out.

"Jingjing, next summer, my brother will take you to T City to have a look, okay? You should study hard first, I know you are very smart, you won't fail the high school entrance examination, you don't have to worry about money, you are still young."

Zhao Jingjing thought for a while, nodded her head twice, and said, "Okay." Of course she would like to go to T City to play.

The taste of steamed fish with flour is better than expected, and the taste is not affected by changing the seasoning at all. Steamed with vermicelli is more delicious than steamed with steamed meat powder.

Zhao Jingjing was so fragrant that he ate two steamed buns in a row, and he was still not satisfied, so he almost swallowed his fingers.Zhao Yan was afraid that his grandma was not used to fish, and the fish bones would get stuck in her throat if she couldn't remove them cleanly, so she helped her remove the bones herself, put the fish meat with the bones removed in a small bowl, and served it to her.

His grandma sat in front of the stove, adding firewood to the bottom of the pot while warming the fire, took the bowl, and smiled at Zhao Yan, with dense wrinkles on his face.

"It's a pity that your father is a short-lived ghost. If he can't enjoy the blessings of his son, it will be cheaper for me, an old man who is buried in the loess to the neck."

Zhao Yan: "Grandma, what are you talking about, you have to live well. From now on, Jingjing and I will honor you well."

……

When it was almost twelve o'clock that night, everyone in the family was asleep, and the room was dark and quiet.

Zhao Yan didn't turn on the light, but turned on the flashlight that came with the phone, which emitted a little light the size of a "bean".He got up from the bed to put on his clothes, then got out of bed to put on his shoes, being careful not to make a sound, like a thief in his own house.

After tidying up, I wiped my face, turned off the flashlight on my phone, and walked over to open the door of my room in the dark. The wooden door is very old, and it is usually eaten away by wind and sun. If you open it a little faster, it will make a "squeak" sound. Squeak" sound.Zhao Yan slowly opened the door, but at the last moment he couldn't control it well, and there was still a small sound, which seemed to be magnified many times in the silent night, and it was frightening to hear.

Zhao Yan was afraid of accidentally waking up his mother, who was very alert when she was sleeping.

Fortunately not.

In the afternoon, he moved the ladder to the backyard with an excuse.He walked out of the house on tiptoe and came to the front yard. The sky was gloomy during the day, and there was a moon at night. The sickle-shaped crescent moon hung on the iron-gray sky, casting a bleak and cold gray-white light, and the road could barely be seen.

Zhao Yan tied the scarf around his neck and turned from the front yard to the back yard. He heard the cold wind blowing through his ears and his own footsteps.

"Research and research."

Suddenly, a voice came from behind, like a midnight terror.

Zhao Yan, who had always been "guilty as a thief", was frightened suddenly, his heartbeat jumped dozens of beats in an instant, and he was really woken up by a slight noise!This voice is very familiar to Zhao Yan, it's his fucking voice.

There must be no mistakes in this matter, Zhao Yan turned around in slow motion, thinking of countermeasures while turning.

Fortunately, it was his mother who came here, not an outsider. He knows his mother. This matter will really not bring any trouble to his family. No one will think that he did it. His mother has a good heart, as long as he explains it clearly. .

Zhao Yan: "Mom..."

His mother came over and said unexpectedly: "Don't worry, Mom knows what you are going to do. Mom is not here to stop you, but to remind you. Do you know where the big yellow dog from your uncle's house next door went?" ?"

Zhao Yan was a little confused, first he was confused by her mother's attitude, and then he was confused by this question, big yellow dog? !It seems that the house next door used to have a big yellow dog.

Zhao Yan: "Go...where did you go?"

"I went to Potou behind the village. The daughter-in-law ran once at night and almost didn't chase her back. Since then, the big yellow dog from the next door has lived in Potou behind the village. Whenever someone passes by at night, the dog will bark. "

Potou at the back of the village is another way out of the village. It is a relatively hidden road. There is a forest in the past at Potou behind the village. Going through the woods is the winding mountain road.Zhao Yan was indeed going to take this road, because if he took the road to the village, he would have to go around half the village from his house to the village, and if he bumped into someone who was drinking and playing mahjong in the middle of the night, it would be over.

Zhao Yan: "Then... what should I do then?" He really didn't know anything about the big yellow dog.

His mother took out a plastic bag from the basket in her hand and gave it to Zhao Yan, "It contains the pig bones left over from the stuffing during the day. If you see a dog, throw it over, and the dog will stop barking."

Zhao Yan took it and stuffed it into the cloth bag he was wearing slung across his body, feeling all sorts of feelings in his heart, "Mom, you...how did you know that?"

"Yanyan, you were born by me. If you blink your eyes, mom will know what you want to do, so why can't you see it. You have a good heart, and you are not afraid of accidents. At worst, you can carry a hoe and fight with the neighbor , what his family did was inhumane."

Now is not the time to talk, Zhao Yan hurried away, "Mom, thank you, I will go there first, send her out of the village, get in the car, I will come back, no one will find me."

"Anyone answer?"

Zhao Yan: "Yes."

"Then wait a minute." His mother went into the house after finishing speaking, and came out again within a few minutes, "You take these buns, bake them on the stove, and they are still warm, take them to your friends to eat, it's so cold Waiting on the mountain in the middle of the night, don't let people freeze."

Like last time, Zhao Yan climbed the ladder to the wall, then slid down the walnut tree to the backyard of the next door.

The house next door was very quiet, only the snoring of unknown origin could be heard, one after another.Walking into the house, it was pitch black, with no lights at all.

He lightly knocked on the closed window of his elder brother's room, and called out in a low voice, "Sister?"

Someone responded immediately, as if she had been waiting by the window, waiting for the voice calling her.

"Yanyan, the door is locked, I don't have a key, the window can be opened from the outside, you open the window, I will go out through the window."

Zhao Yan: "Did you take the medicine?"

"Down."

Then there is no need to be cautious, even if there is some movement, no one will wake up.

Zhao Yan turned on the flashlight on the phone, found the switch, and opened the window.She wore a turban on her head, and a sleeping child was running in her arms. She handed the child out first, and Zhao Yan reached out to take it.

Holding the child in his arms, Zhao Yan was a little worried. He thought she would not take the child away, not the child of the man who brought her evil in the house.

"Sister, the child won't cry, right?" If she started to cry, in such a quiet night, the sound of crying must be very attractive.

Zhao Yan gave a hand outside, and she quickly came out of the window.

"I gave her sleeping pills."

Such a young child cannot take sleeping pills, it is not good for the body.But Zhao Yan didn't say anything, there was no way to take the child away.

The front door was closed from the inside and bolted.The two unlocked the latch from the inside and walked straight through the front door.

At such a late night, the village could not hear the barking of dogs, and it was completely silent, only the cold wind was blowing day and night. It was really cold in the middle of the night, several degrees lower than in the daytime.She wrapped the quilt that wrapped the child a little tighter, and held the child tightly in her arms.

The moonlight stretched out the shadows of the two of them, and her headscarf was blown to one side by the wind.

"Sister, are you cold?"

"It's not cold." He said it was not cold, but his voice was trembling.

Zhao Yan tore off the scarf around his neck, and wrapped it around her neck in twos and outs.

"Yanyan, my sister is really not cold, but just scared, scared... can't run away."

As she spoke, her footsteps became faster and faster, and even Zhao Yan couldn't keep up.

Zhao Yan: "Sister, don't worry, my classmate drove the car and waited below. After passing through the woods behind the slope, he will drive you away."

"Yanyan, I don't know how to thank you. If I can make it, I will spend the rest of my life repaying you." There was a tear in her voice.