Chapter 5 Going to Grandpa's House

Before six o'clock, the village that had been silent all night woke up and became lively.

The chicken coop was opened, and the roosters and hens scrambled to squeeze out. The hens clucked. The pig couldn't wait either, groaning at the arch with its long beak. On the paulownia tree behind the house, birds were also chirping. On the path outside the house, there were "shasha" footsteps, and there were occasional coughs. Those with light footsteps should be empty-handed, while those with heavy and steady steps must have come back from the well. A little further away, a woman with a loud voice was shouting, "Go and help my brother get dressed!"...

It was also very hot in the morning. Feng Yiping, who wanted to stay in bed for a few more minutes, quickly got up. In fact, I'm still not used to it these days. I haven't woken up this early in many years, and I get up early every day.

In the rural areas here, breakfast is never enough, such as porridge and steamed buns in the pot. No, those are not very hungry, and most of the rural work requires effort.

So in the morning, you have to cook rice seriously. Of course, the dishes may be ordered casually.

After eating, he helped to feed the pigs. Feng Yiping hid the thick stack of manuscript papers in the straw hat, tucked the straw hat in the middle, and held it in his hand, so as not to let his parents see it, he would have to spend a lot of money. tongue.

Mei Qiuping took out a dozen eggs from the jar and put them in a net bag. The dried bamboo shoots, which were picked from the mountains in spring, were sun-dried bamboo shoots the size of your thumb. They wrapped a bag and placed them on top of the eggs. bouncing. Feng Yiping joked, "Mom, are you worried about me or about eggs?"

Mei Qiuping laughed and scolded a few words, chased after him and shouted, "The sun is shining, put on your hat!"

Grandpa's house, when he was a child, was Feng Yiping's favorite place to go. There are a lot of uncles, and they all take him to play, and they don’t have to work. They can always eat a few good meals. You can still see cars on the road. I feel that my grandfather’s house is more comfortable and modern than at home. I heard from my mother that when I was young, there were times when I stayed at my grandfather's house and didn't want to go back. Regarding this point, Feng Yiping has no impression at all.

However, as he grew up, uncles and uncles got married one after another, wives and children, and he had a lot of things to do, so he didn't have time to play with him. He also slowly became sensible, and he had to help with the things he could do at home, and it was not easy to play at relatives' houses every day, so he went to less.

Farm work in the countryside is like this. One person does some work, and two people do it. If you add two more people, you can still have something to do. A child can find something to do for you, and an old man can also find something to do for you.

To go to my grandfather's house, it takes about 20 miles of mountain road, to climb three mountains, pass through four villages, and finally arrive at Meijiayuan, which is located next to the provincial road.

The scenery along the way is actually good, the sky is very blue, looking around, it is full of green, mixed with colorful wildflowers. There are mainly pine trees on the mountain. At this time, it is the deepest green, and the green is dripping.

The last mountain has the best view. At the foot of the mountain is a river, the water is not big, but it is very clear. Under the sunlight, the sparkling waves meander among the mountains. The mountain is not high and not too steep, but there are five vigorous pine trees on the top, which raises its level immediately, and has such a vigorous, reclusive and elegant temperament. The most beautiful and eye-catching is the azalea blooming brilliantly in the mountains. Those azaleas are clustered in clusters, and some places are simply connected together. They are very gorgeous and spread on the green background, very beautiful.

At this time, if there is a SLR, it would be better.

He walked fast along the way, and it was still early, so he simply carried the net bag and climbed towards the top of the mountain. The farther up the mountain, and on the road in the distance, the clearer the sound of the car's motor. The top of the mountain is not big, there is a small piece of flat ground. He carefully placed the eggs on the ground and climbed up a large rock. He could see the situation for several miles around.

He looked back, only to see the winding road when he came, but he couldn't see Feng Jiachong behind the mountains. Looking ahead, the white road is at the foot of the mountain there, next to another river, and a car may be seen at this time. Here, you can also see the village of the grandfather's house. If you look into the distance, at the end of the road, where the river bends, you can vaguely see the outlines of some buildings, that is, the town.

Feng Yiping quietly looked at the familiar and unfamiliar scenery, looking forward from time to time, and turned his head to look back from time to time. More often, he seemed to be sitting there in a daze.

It took him almost an hour before he stood up, patted his butt, jumped off the stone, and ran down the mountain with his net bag in hand, singing "Azalea" as he ran.

At the foot of the mountain, an old man walked up the mountain with a cow, and saw that he was carrying a net bag of eggs, as if he was visiting relatives, but he came down from the mountain again, not knowing why. Of course he didn't think that Feng Yiping was watching the scenery on the mountain, joking. After living here all his life, what is there to see?

Feng Yiping smiled and nodded to him, "Let the cows!" He trotted towards the grandfather's house.

It's not big, there are only about 20 families in total. Go south along the provincial road for 15 miles and you will reach the town, and go north for more than 10 miles to the township middle school where Feng Yiping will study.

Mei Jiayuan also made a living by farming, but because the road had already been connected, there were more ways to make money. More importantly, because it is just next to the provincial road, although it is more than 20 miles away from Feng Yiping's house, it is much more open-minded.

Grandma passed away two years ago. Grandpa Mei Jianzhong just turned 70 this year. He has four sons, plus Feng Yiping's mother, a total of 5 children. He has been the production leader of the brigade before, and he has some knowledge and is quite enlightened.

As the old saying goes, the more children, the more blessings. This sentence is completely inapplicable in the current rural areas.

Mei Qiuping is the eldest, and there are four brothers below. The other three are married and have a family.

The eldest Guosheng is farming at home.

The second child, Guoping, has the best life now. He learned craftsmanship from a mason as a child. This year, he rented a house in the county with his wife and children. In the past two years, many self-built houses have been built, but he can find something to do all year round. Hard work is hard work. Yes, it is also hard work, but the income is good.

The old three countries are prosperous, the wife's family is famous, and everyone in eight towns knows it. Before getting married, he asked for that. In the end, Mei Jianzhong helped him buy the oil mill in the village, and then he helped the third child to marry his daughter-in-law. Another son of the oil mill in the village, about seven miles away from the grandfather's house, usually doesn't come here.

People do not suffer from widowhood but suffer from inequality, and among brothers, they suffer from inequality even more! In addition to the eldest and second wife, it is not a fuel-efficient lamp. The father-in-law and the mother-in-law bought the oil mill for the third child. Of course, they refused to do it. They kept saying that it was only their mother’s family’s honesty. They married without asking for anything.

Now that the third child has two children, they feel uncomfortable every time they see the third daughter-in-law if they don’t say a few strange words, so even though they are in the same village, there is not much contact between the third and the third family. .

Of course, more than 2,000 years ago, Lao Tzu taught us that everything has two sides, and this is the same. Originally, the first aunt and the second aunt were always filthy, but when the third aunt entered the door, the two invariably abandoned their past grievances and entanglements, and joined hands without hesitation to deal with the third aunt.

So, who says men are the most aggressive?

In the future, if the younger uncle takes his daughter-in-law into the house, maybe the eldest aunt and the second aunt will laugh at the third aunt again, and the three will join forces to target the younger aunt—this possibility is quite high.

My uncle has not married yet, and now lives with my grandfather. He is the most restless of the four brothers. He regularly bought "Wulin" and practiced martial arts according to it. For a while, he was very fanatical about qigong. Now, I am wandering in the provincial capital, and the adults are not at home, so my grandfather, who is in his seventies, is actually relying on himself.

When Feng Yiping arrived, there was no one at his uncle's house next door, so he was probably still busy in the field.

Grandpa was sitting under the cherry tree in the backyard, and his little cousin Rarity, who was over two years old, was chasing after a puppy.

"Grandpa!"

Mei Jianzhong turned around, and it turned out that the great grandson was here.

"Isn't it about to start school? Why are you here?"

While talking, he entered the house and prepared to pour water for him.

Feng Yiping handed him the things in his hand, and Mei Jianzhong complained, "I'm not short of food, why do I bring these things?"

Feng Yiping said, "Grandpa, what you have belongs to you, this is a little intention of parents and their children as children, it is different."

Grandpa was a little relieved. He just graduated from elementary school, and this grandson looks a little like when he speaks.

It was still early, and before lunch, Feng Yiping moved a bench and sat next to his grandfather to chat.

My grandfather asked about my parents' health, especially my mother's. Feng Yiping said that they were all fine. When asked about my sister, Feng Yiping said that the quilt factory in the city was also very good, and he could go home at the end of the year to celebrate the New Year.

In fact, a girl from the same village came back with a letter, saying that her sister was not working in the city's clothing factory, and she had a relationship with a girl in the city, and then she quit her job.

When it comes to sister, Feng Yiping still has some complaints. After graduating from elementary school, 15-year-old Feng Yuxuan had no intention of studying. She went to the city with the girls in the village who worked in the textile factory, but she also found a job.

But the girls in the same village as her have some money to send back every month, month after month, she never has, not even a single letter.

I went out the year before and never came home. In my memory, I only came home at the end of next year for the New Year. I dressed up very fashionably, but I gave it to my family for less than 100 yuan. When she thought of her daughter going out to work at such a young age, her parents couldn't bear to be scolded. Even if she said something, she would say "I'm willing, can you manage it?" Let others tell you the way!".

Since then, Feng Yuxuan has been unreliable as always. Until Feng Yiping worked herself in 1998, she subsidized the family less than 500 yuan in total, 8 years, 500 yuan!

When Feng Yiping was in secondary school, it was the most difficult time for the family. He was worried about his living expenses of more than 100 yuan every month. After borrowing from the former, Feng Yuxuan still did not help. Later, when something happened, everyone didn't mention her, and the family seemed to have forgotten about her. In fact, there was another person who could have shared the burden and could contribute.

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