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date="2021-11-16"

title="Chapter 52"

weight="147495"

series = ["Strict Wife of the ’70s Manages the Household"]

mode = "manual"

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Dawang did not end with being beaten. A series of sequelae still followed him. For example, when the scabs grew new flesh, the itching would be unbearable.

It's not really sitting or standing. It's not convenient to scratch. After all, except for children and people who don't care about hygiene, who will scratch their buttocks every day?

How ugly?

Especially if he is so strong, even more so.

It's... It's really more restless than when it hurts.

This is just physical torture, but also spiritual.

His mother’s "Oh my God, what should I do if my son is going to be blind, it’s all my mother’s fault, I’m not educated, if I get shot in the future, what can I do?", he I really can't stand it, like a needle pierced his heart, can't stand it.

And he always felt that people in the village would look at him with a look of sympathy and curiosity when they saw him.

He is naturally more indifferent and will never reveal a trace of flaws.

It can be said that the cost of making a mistake this time is quite high. He is not afraid of being beaten, but he is afraid of the side effects of the series after being beaten.

Dawang said to himself that he really couldn't commit another crime in the hands of the male and female thieves in the future.

However, the fact that Dawang was given a whip was not as embarrassing as he expected, and many people even secretly promoted him as a true man.

People in the village who have ulterior motives about not knowing something about something, they asked him quietly, wanting to ask him why he is so good, he can still win money playing poker, and he won five dollars! !

Where are the bureaus? How to play? They are curious.

Dawang naturally wouldn't say, and killed him with an eye knife. "Let me tell Director Han and get 30 lashes first."

Who dares, ha ha.

However, since Dawang said that he should commit crimes and make meritorious service, it is naturally not empty talk, and Han Qingsong will not just talk nonsense.

After running exercises in the morning, after finishing the exercise outside the gate, Han Qingsong motioned to Erwang Sanwang's house, but asked Dawang to go with him to the grove in the south.

"Let's talk, there's nothing else to explain." Han Qingsong stood with his hand held in hand, his black eyes were deep and his eyes were as sharp as an eagle.

Dawang hesitated, thinking about the pain, numbness and itching in his butt, the suffering in his heart, and his mother's teary eyes, he decided to give it a thorough explanation and draw a clear line from the past.

"Among those people, there are a few...different." He said.

Han Qingsong: "Why is it different?"

"They know how to make crafts." He picked up a small stone from the ground and gestured on his right hand. It was gone, and motioned for Han Qingsong to look for it.

Han Qingsong stared at him with cold eyes, and pointed to his chest.

Dawang: "...how did you guess it?" Most people would look for him in his right sleeve.

Han Qingsong: "I don't think I can find it. I will practice for another ten years."

Dawang:............

"anything else?"

Dawang: "Hmm... unlock?"

He took out a small coil of wire from his pocket, stretched it and bend one end, "That's it."

Han Qingsong: "When did you learn it?"

"For the first two years...follow me, and Zhao Jianshe..." Dawang confessed truthfully.

Since he was a child, he has followed Sidada as an attendant. Later, Han Qinghua went to study in the county town, and he went to study more often. At first, he was sent by Xiu Xiu, and then he wanted to go.

Especially when Han Qinghua met Zhao Jianshe, and accidentally met a bunch of new characters. Most of these people are gangsters, but they all have some tricks of their own, two of which are particularly powerful.

He described it, "Some people will change, no matter how they change, you can't see fraud. Some people have the same length of middle finger and index finger, and their hands are very fast. They can clip soap flakes in boiling water and take things out of people's pockets without feeling at all. Some people unlock the lock. It's amazing. A wire can be opened three or two times with a single lock. Some people will tell the fortune-telling and tell the past things accurately. That person is exceptionally powerful, and he said their grandfather is even more powerful. Want me to be better than those Everyone is good, so take me to visit my grandfather."

"Do you think they are great?" Han Qingsong asked.

"Well, but only one or two are great, the others are not good." When he was a child, he thought they were great. After he learned, he found that he was learning faster than them.

"How do you feel about that person?" Han Qingsong deliberated his vocabulary, "Imagine him as good?"

Prosperous said truthfully: "I thought about it, I think if I was so good..." At that time, my father was not at home, my grandma was partial, my mother was making trouble all day, and the house was messy, so he wanted to be outside all day.

I am particularly envious of those outside, and even thought about asking someone to take him out of here to find grandpa.

But those people said that it was not possible now, and as to why it was not possible, he didn't understand at that time.

Older he knows, it's really not possible. Now we are fighting hard everywhere. Those people should not be exposed, otherwise they will be arrested and sentenced or shot to death by bad actors. It is said that their team was very large in the past, but unfortunately all the leaders were shot and most of them were dismissed from the labor camp.

Now there are no beggars. They are all people's communes. No one is allowed to begs.

So the previous gang of beggars is gone.

"What about now? Do you still think about it." Han Qingsong asked him.

Dawang thought for a while, "It's not... I think so." Although they are great, they are not seen, and they seem to be nothing.

Mainly because my father came back, my mother stared at him all day for fear that he would skip class and do other things, and he went to school every day, and really didn't have time to think about it.

"Then do you think they are righteous or evil?" Han Qingsong looked at him.

Dawang seemed to be a little embarrassed, "They are now... harmless."

"What about before? What about in the future? Are there any plans to harm others?" Han Qingsong's voice was cold and steady, and he actually gave Dawang a very relieved feeling.

Dawang: "They said it depends on the situation. The policy is not good now. Waiting...is their world."

"Do they know who you are?"

"knowledge."

"Now know your situation?"

"knowledge."

"Let you do something special?"

"also not."

"Where is that special person?"

Dawang shook his head: "He is very mysterious. He calls him three heads, but no one knows where he lives."

Han Qingsong judged that these three heads were the bosses, and that grandfather grandfather was the biggest bosses. They were very mysterious, while the others were mobs organized in extraordinary times. They were unbearable and not destructive.

And this grandfather and the three heads are probably all kinds of gangsters that were active in the civil society before, and they didn't know how they got caught in the net during the liquidation of the founding of the People's Republic of China.

At that time, many organizations were active among the people, such as Hong Gang, Qing Gang, Guo Gang, A Bao, bandits and so on.

There is a very famous Zhang Da Yi Neck in the local area, who makes a living by kidnapping tickets and robbing roads. There are several groups of people under him. Later, when attacking local tyrants and evil gentry and bad elements, Zhang Dahuanji was shot to death. Some of his men were shot to death, some were sentenced and reformed, and the bottom was directly disbanded and returned to their hometowns to work in agriculture.

If that group of people resurrected, hiding in the folks and continuing to collect believers, Han Qingsong would naturally not be soft. Even if the mystery is hidden, with the current highly centralized household registration control method, there is really no one who can't be found.

"Okay, don't tell your mother about this, and don't talk to other people."

Dawang should.

"If they contact you, report it. From now on, you should not approach them proactively."

Dawang nodded, "Okay."

Naturally, Han Qingsong wouldn't tell him too much, and let him go home if he knew everything Dawang had learned, study hard, and don't skip classes.

After this fight, Dawang has really changed a lot. Although it looks nothing on the surface, he still goes to school every day, but the temperament between his brows is slowly changing.

The original unruly and unruly, slowly became stable.

Han Qingsong didn't relax, and of course he didn't go directly to the county to arrest people. After all, it's not difficult to catch those people who have names and surnames. The key point is that the three heads are too mysterious.

They started with the Shanshui Commune to strictly investigate gambling, no matter which brigade, whether it is a member or a cadre, as long as the gambling is found, it will be punished.

Moreover, there are rewards for reporting!

For a while, many brigades have set off to report gambling activities quietly.

Many brigades are not as interesting as the publicity teams in Shanzui Village. In the slack period, it is really uncomfortable to be idle. If you don't have money, you have to spend some food or something to gamble for fun.

Especially those who have had a gambling habit in the past, and the accumulated habits are difficult to change, which can be regarded as an indelible contribution to the career promotion of Director Han.

Soon this team caught one, and other teams also caught a few. They were all characters that caused headaches for the production team leader. They are not active in their work on weekdays, they like to work hard, pick and choose, they are too tired and dirty. They were arrested at this time, and the production team leader was the first to applaud.

And the family can't stand it, and the wife and children whispered the report.

At first, it was difficult for the family, and the food was distributed all year round, and the family had to eat very tightly. He even took it to gamble!

Anyway, catching up is a lesson, and he won't fight or be shot.

So except for the parties involved, everyone is really happy to catch gambling.

So the ethos of the Shanshui Commune became clear again.

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This winter was particularly cold, and there was a light snowfall in mid-October, and it would have been freezing cold by the end of October. The children who were clamoring on the street had disappeared. The villagers disappeared and hid in Maodong at home.

A stove has been set up in the school. The firewood is handed over by several production teams in turn, mainly cob bones (corn cobs). This thing is just right to burn the stove. Like charcoal, it resists burning and keeps warm.

Children will not be so cold in class anymore.

And there are many children in the classroom, one by one is full of warmth and warmer.

Dawang’s class is now better than before. He no longer thinks about skipping classes, no longer sits tightly asleep, and can open his eyes to look at the blackboard and listen to the teacher with two ears. Moreover, he also tries his best to do his own homework, so as not to force other students and Erwang made it for him.

Lin Lan, an old mother, was particularly pleased.

Sanwang murmured to her, "Mother, my eldest brother is used to sitting."

I used to have a sharp point on buttocks and couldn't sit still, but now after pain, more pain, soreness, and itching, finally sat down.

Lin Lan nodded his forehead, "Your eldest brother sits down and will deal with you specifically in the future."

This kid can't sit still better than Dawang, he is really a monkey with a pointed buttocks.

Sanwang: "..." Am I not your son?

"Hurry up, the brigade is going to kill pigs!" Dawang shouted outside.

When heard that was going to kill pigs, Mai Sui Erwang, who read recipes and listened to the radio on the kang in the room, also hurried down, wearing an ear bag designed by Lin Lan and Han Qingsong to help sew it.

Xiaowang also put the harmonica in his own case, ran to the table, and put on a dog-skin hat obediently.

After listening to the recipe, Sanwang wiped the corners of his mouth and grabbed his brother's hand. "Let's go first."

Lin Lan hurriedly said, "Don't let Xiaowang watch the killing pigs and frighten him."

The children are like this, the more scared they are, the more they want to see them, and they have nightmares when they come back.

For example, the kid Sanwang watched killing a chicken once and had a nightmare for three days. He always dreamed that the chicken had its throat cut off and it was flying all over the garden.

The children in the village are like this, Lin Lan didn't particularly restrain them, but Xiaowang is special, so she naturally still has to pay attention.

Mai Sui said, "Mother, I'm covering Xiaowang's eyes."

Lin Lan asked them to go first. She tidied up, took a basin, and returned some pig blood into the water at that time.

Not only the children, but the whole village has been looking forward to dividing the pork for half a year.

Because of the killing of pigs, even the school was on holiday, and Han Qingping was afraid that he would only be left with bad parts when he was late.

At this time, the members only share a fixed amount of rations, and there is not much surplus food in the family, so the pigs and livestock are raised collectively by the production team.

A production team raises less than a dozen heads and more than 20 to 30 heads. In addition to the task of handing in the slaughter team, the remaining members will be divided into several times a year for pork, once for wheat harvest, once at the end of October, and again during the New Year.

Pork is naturally divided into six points according to human labor.

The men in charge of slaughtering pigs and dividing meat were fixed in the village. Before the production team, their family was a butcher selling pork. Later, after collective labor, they could no longer slaughter pigs by themselves.

Seeing Lin Lan, Dong Huaihua immediately ran over and stomped her feet, "It's cold this day, it's not the twelfth lunar month, and it's going to freeze her ears."

Lin Lan pointed to her head, "Why don't you wear a hat?"

Dong Huaihua: "Just a moment, what kind of hat should I wear."

She beckoned when she saw Mother Xiuyun, "Where is Xiuyun?"

"Her sister-in-law and the child have a cold, so she will cook ginger soup at home." Xiuyun Niang was wrapped tightly, walked up to Lin Lan, looked at a few children, and smiled: "Dawang is okay."

Dawang was beaten a while ago, although most people don't know what's going on, but seeing him limping every day, that's not right.

Xiuyunniang also gave the Chinese Traditional Chinese Traditional Chinese Medicine Liquor made by herself. The farmers often had troubles in their work, so she prepared them all the year round if she had a prescription.

Dawang's face was dull, but she still thanked Niang Xiuyun for asking, "Mother, I'm all right."

Niang Xiuyun said happily: "It's fine, don't annoy your parents in the future." For her, being beaten by a child is annoying to your parents, and making mistakes and not making mistakes is second.

"Come, here!" people shouted excitedly.

With a few screams of pigs, the big fat pig tied up with its hoof was pushed onto a stool.

Two men squeezed their hind legs, and a man squeezed his body, pulling his ears with his surgeon's hand, and cutting in under the neck, the pig's voice was weakened.

As the knife was pulled out, a stream of bright red pig blood poured out and fell into the large basin below.

Then there is the next one...A production team kills four or five pigs.

"Kill the pig!" The adults and children exclaimed.

The children paled with fright, some of them covered their eyes without daring to look, and looked curiously through their fingers.

Dawang stared at him, Erwang frowned slightly, a little unbearable, Sanwang's little black face turned white, but he went to cover Xiaowang.

As a result, Xiaowang was already stuck in his sister's arms, but Sanwang unconsciously pinched his shoulders.

Er Wang glanced at Dawang, and saw that his eldest brother's eyes glowed, and he was not afraid at all, "Big brother, are you not afraid?"

Dawang looked excited: "Scared."

Mai Sui: "The pig was killed, so pitiful."

Dawang glanced at her, "You don't want to eat?"

Maisui: "Of course... it's better to stew with mushrooms!"

The little one was frightened and excited, and probably saw the steaming mushroom stew in front of him.

Lin Lan didn't dare to look directly, anyway, at the moment when the pig was killed, the adults and children held their breath. After the killing, they all breathed a sigh of relief.

Then the adults talked as usual, discussing how to eat.

"This pig is really fat, this year the pig is bigger than in previous years."

Sanwang proudly said, "That is, how many hogweeds have we played this year."

Mother Xiuyun smiled and said, "Your mother has earned a lot of work points this year, so you have a lot of pork points in your house."

Sanwang began to drool about how to eat, braised pork, pork vermicelli stewed with mushrooms, fried pork belly slices, boiled white pork, cabbage slices... he was drooling thinking about it. These were all read from Erwang's recipes, and he had never seen them before!

Lin Lan was telling Xiuyunniang and Dong Huaihua that Han Qingsong had divided a bit of mushrooms and gave them a handful when he turned around, taking them back and simmering them in the meat.

The two did not refuse, both said that it was good.

Separating meat is not the same as food. If it is divided according to the roster, the latter are not happy because there may be no good meat in the latter, so the lottery is drawn.

Of course, not everyone will go up and catch them, but they will write down their names, put them in a bucket, and let the pig killer catch one person and call one person. Because they are folded and can't be seen by anyone, and the pig killer is illiterate, there is no tricky.

In addition, there is cadre supervision.

Xiuyunniang is lucky, first, she let Lin Lan go first.

Lin Lan gave her a push, "Go ahead."

Mother Xiuyun went to divide the meat first.

Lin Lan's luck is not bad. It's the fifth turn. The pork is processed according to the population. Han Qingsong doesn't have it, but Lin Lan makes up the money, so he still divides it into seven people.

Some people are lazy, and those with a small number of work points and a small population may get a catty or even half a catty.

The seven people in Lin Lan's family now have more work points, which is a full ten and a half catties.

Even if this is not the most in the village, it is among the top few.

A man is not at home and a woman is leading a group of children. In ordinary people's situation, the work points are not even enough for food, so the meat can only be taken care of by the population, and it will make other members of the community dissatisfied.

After all, let them make their own money, and they can't make a bite of meat at all, and what they eat is equal to others.

But Lin Lan is different. She is the chief planner of the propaganda team. She earns the most work points. She also pays food and meat when she goes out to perform on weekdays. Now she is naturally comfortable with the meat.

Even if some people say sour words, they are still untenable and can only be jealous.

Lin Lan smiled and said, "If you don't have to give us fat, but also save some for others. Give me six catties of pork belly, and the four catties will give me ribs, pig cheeks or something else."

The pork guy who was in charge of dividing the meat was taken aback. No one had been like this before. Others clamored for fat and not lean meat, let alone bones in the water.

The production team leader and the accountant over there were staring, and seeing Lin Lan's enlightenment so high, they said, "If you have bones, you can trade two catties for one catty of meat."

In this way, Lin Lan ordered six catties of pork belly and six catties of ribs. The other one and a half catties were replaced with pig ears, tongue, two pig feet, and a small pot of pig blood.

Because fatty pork can be eaten with oil and can be slowly mixed with vegetables, it is very fragrant, so the members love it.

And those pig ears, water, and blood are not resistant to eating, and they will be gone after one meal, so they don't like to ask for it.

Nobody except Lin Lan wants to separate the meat and go back and cook it. They have to stir-fry them and put them in a pot. Put a spoonful each time they cook.

This time the meat is divided, and it will be eaten for the New Year.

Seeing that they took so much pork or something, some of the members were so jealous that their eyes were red. "Look at people. It's also an old lady who leads so many children, so how can it be that way?"

"Who will let you bear your wife's inability?" The woman rolled her eyes at him, "If you don't look at other people, Director Han will love your wife!"

Han Jinyu also accompanies the old lady Han to divide the pork. The two of them are afraid that Sister Han and the others will hide the meat when they come to collect the meat, so they have to come and stare every time they divide things.

Seeing Lin Lan brought so many children with her, her eyes really stared out.

Han Jinyu swallowed, "Mother, look at her like that."

The old lady Han was also angrily.

Yu Yuzi now feels pity for the same illness with her, both of them are made to death by Han Qingsong and Lin Lan's couple.

The old lady Han babbled her nose, damn it, this day, she is so cold to death, so much meat will not be eaten by her own mother-in-law, and she is not afraid to kill her.

Lin Lan took the child home to deliver the meat, and when she left, she greeted Dong Huaihua, but she didn't greet the old lady Han.

If you look at the two you hate each other, look at them as little as possible.

The old lady Han has been taking her eyes to gouge her, just waiting for Lin Lan to turn her head and call her, so she rolled her eyes and burying Lin Lan in a look of carelessness. Where did she know that Lin Lan did not squint. gone.

Old lady Han: "...Vicious shrew!"

...

Lin Lan and the children brought the meat home, soaked mushrooms, and grabbed two more handfuls of wheat ears for Dong Huaihua and Xiuyunniang.

She led Erwang to process the meat.

It is impossible to eat so many catties of meat and bones all at once, and there is no refrigerator at home, and they cannot be eaten for too long.

Fortunately, meat is not so easy to go bad in winter.

Soon Maisui came back and brought a few persimmons and a small bundle of noodles, "Mother, the persimmons given by the director, the noodles given by sister Xiuyun."

Lin Lan asked her to put them aside and let the children share the persimmons. Because of the limited number, two of them ate one persimmon.

Maisui first took a mouthful and gave Lin Lan a sip. Lin Lan nodded, "It's so sweet!"

The persimmons are all lan. They are orange-red at the moment. They bite the skin and suck the juice directly. They are sweet and not astringent, so they are especially delicious.

Er Wang and Xiao Wang ate, both of them were gentle, and they wiped the corners of their mouths with a handkerchief while eating.

Dawang watched Sanwang eat with a yellowish face, showing a look of disgust, "Don't eat."

Sanwang took a picture of himself in the water tank and shouted, "It's amazing!"

Everyone was taken aback by him and hurriedly asked what's wrong.

Sanwang pointed to himself, "Look, who makes me silly?"

...

The whole room fell silent, all glaring at him.

Maisui felt that the persimmons were not so sweet, "Sanwang!" She put down the persimmons and went to beat him.

Sanwang jumped out one by one, "I can't fight~~"

Lin Lan also roared: "Fight hard, fight twice for us, let him talk nonsense!"

When the children are in a group, Lin Lan cuts the pork belly into cubes, and then eats them out for processing.

The ribs are divided into two pieces, and then two pieces of pork belly are placed, wrapped in corn husks, and a small gourd scoop is used to hold a handful of mushrooms and put them in a basket together.

"Dawang, send it to your grandmother's house."

Since Lin Lan and the third sister reconciled, they became normal when they returned to their parents' home, and no longer compared with each other, and Mrs. Lin also breathed a sigh of relief.

After the slack in the farming period, several families also moved around diligently.

Mrs. Lin will send her nephew to give something to her aunt, and Lin Lan will send something to her, so that the children can move around more closely.

Because the original owner's partial nephew was not very good to his son before, Prosperous had very big opinions. Later, Lin Lan changed. When the family built a new house, the uncle and grandfather helped a lot and gave food. Dawang gradually changed.

If Lin Lan asked him to give something, he would not refuse. Of course, he would not refuse when his grandmother asked him to bring something back.

Dawang picked up the basket and left. Sanwang shouted, "Brother, I will accompany you."

Dawang watched his face turned yellow...indifferently refused: "No."

After Dawang left, Sanwang sighed there, "It's over, I have lost the trust of my eldest brother."

Lin Lan touched his head, "Silly boy, your eldest brother is afraid of your cold."

Xiaowang: "What is trust?"

Erwang: "It's the elder brother who did bad things and brought your little brother, and your little brother betrayed him. This is trust and betrayal."

Xiaowang nodded: "I understand. The hen lays eggs for us to eat, and we kill it to eat meat. This is trust and betrayal."

Everyone: "..." Can it be the same? Damn, what should I do if I don’t dare to eat chicken anymore? This is more ruthless than Sanwang.

Lin Lan was also startled. Xiaowang always has a distinctive sensitivity. His feelings are extraordinarily delicate and compassionate.

Although she did not have a wealth of scientific parenting experience, she subconsciously wanted to guide him so that he would not easily develop that kind of artist's pessimistic and depressive temperament.

She squatted down with a smile, rubbed her palms, and eagerly touched Xiaowang's small face, "My child, trust and betrayal are mainly about feelings."

Xiaowang seemed to understand but not understand, "What is feeling?"

He began to enter the stage of strong curiosity.

Before, he was always bored, listening and thinking alone, but now he is eager to know more.

Lin Lan thought for a while, "Let’s put it this way, you are my child, I love you, I am your mother, you love me, that’s feelings. I hate him when a hammer hits you, I hate him, and punish him, his mother hates him. Me, this is also feelings. I have something delicious and fun for you. Tell me what you are upset or unhappy about. This is trust. We have feelings of love. If I tell you my secret, you will Turning around and quietly told Mrs. Hammer, that he betrayed me."

Xiaowang immediately shook his head: "I won't betray my mother!"

Lin Lan smiled and curled her eyes, "Good son. Mother knows, for example. But if I tell others about Liu Chunfang's secret, then it's not betrayal, because we don't have love or trust."

Xiaowang nodded, "I understand. Thank you mother!"

Lin Lan touched his face: "In addition, chickens, ducks, geese, pigs, cattle and sheep, as the poultry and livestock we raise, are to lay eggs, provide meat for us, and help us work. It's like we grow crops, and treat them well. , And then harvest to fill your stomach. Eggs and chickens are the same. If we feed them well, we can eat eggs and meat. As long as we use them to fill our stomachs instead of killing chickens, it’s not betrayal."

Lin Lan didn’t understand what role she talked to Xiaowang in his young mind, until many years later, when the famous artist Mr. Han talked about the origin of his creation, he said, “It’s all thanks to it. To my mother, she is an ordinary and great woman. Although she has not gone to school for a day, she is self-taught, knowledgeable and knowledgeable, and has taught me a lot of life principles."

At this time, Xiao Wang was digesting the two magical words of trust and betrayal, which gave him a mysterious and inexpressible feeling.

This was something he couldn't understand before.

So he fell into thinking again.

Lin Lan has become accustomed to him being in a daze for a while, so that the children don't disturb him, and let him stay alone.

When the meat was almost processed, Lin Lan began to prepare lunch.

The pig's blood must be eaten. Stew a pot of mushroom vermicelli and pig's blood. The other ears, tongue and pig's trotters are also put in and boiled. When they are boiled, take them out and eat slowly.

Since the firewood should not be wasted after one stewing, the salted duck eggs that have been marinated at home are also boiled and kept as pickles.

After half an hour, put the hybrid noodles on the pancakes, and bake the hard yellow gaza, which is burnt and fragrant, and the children are happy to eat it.

When it was done, Han Qingsong and Dawang came back together from outside and ran into them on the road.

Han Qingsong handed a large bag of things to Lin Lan, "For you."

Lin Lan took a look, it was a big bag, "What?"

Sanwang's nose is so good, "What's the smell!"

Lin Lan smelled it, it turned out to be Chinese medicine, "You bought me Chinese medicine, where did you buy it?"

She hadn't caught the prescription given by Doctor Xu. She didn't want to take it and didn't take it seriously, but Han Qingsong was worried.

Han Qingsong said, "Thanks to the comrades in the provincial capital for help."

Lin Lan saw that he was still holding a gray iron box. He didn't know what it was. He wanted to pick it up. Han Qingsong took it to the house by himself.

She didn't ask.

Lin Lan started to educate her children again, "Look at your father, there are comrades in arms and friends, this is a personal relationship. These are good friends, but not friends. The friendship between gentlemen is as pale as water, not how affectionate they are on the surface, and it is not just being together all day long. , But keep in mind, keep in touch regularly, and everyone will live their lives every day. When anyone is in trouble, help each other."

She also glanced at Dawang, and he turned his head to face outwards, not knowing if he heard him.

Erwang listened with great gusto, and the other children listened to it, and some were joking about it improperly.

Han Qingsong washed his hands and said to Lin Lan, "Someone will send the bath tub after a while, where do you think you put it?"

Lin Lan happily said, "It's done? Just put it in the west room, there is no place left."

Han Qingsong: "After the beginning of spring, a small penthouse will be connected to the west."

The penthouse is lower than the main room and costs less.

Lin Lan said yes.

At this time, the room was full of meat, and the children were intoxicated without even talking.

Dawang put the basket in front of her, "Grandma gave it."

Lin Lan took a look. There were a few pomegranates, a gourd scoop and red dates, and a small-arm silver carp. She smiled and said, "It just happens to be greasy and crooked, and some fruit."

Han Qingsong took out the porcelain soup pot he used in summer, "Use this to make medicine?"

Lin Lan looked at it, and it should work, anyway, iron pots and crock pots cannot be used, "Okay, let's talk about it tomorrow."

Today I am eating meat and boiled a pot of Chinese medicine, but the taste is all wrong.

She has already suffered two combos from Sanwang and Xiaowang today, and she doesn't want to hit three combos.

Han Qingsong: "Doctor Xu said he will eat at about this time."

At that time, the doctor said that every time he came to clean, he could start to boil the medicine and take it for five days, so that the effect would be effective in three months.

Lin Lan gave him a soothing smile, "Don't be afraid, no matter how good the medicine is, it won't be bad for a long time."

Han Qingsong, who was coaxed as a child:...

This meal at noon was a joy for the whole family.

The meat is rich and mellow, and the noodles are full of the gravy and fragrant. The mushrooms not only increase the meat but also relieve the greasiness, it is simply a golden partner.

Everyone eats so much oily mouth, Sanwang likes to use broth to soak pancakes and eat them all over his face.

Everyone wants to eat more fragrantly for themselves, and try not to visit him as much as possible.

Lin Lan picked up a few more pieces of meat and put them in the Sanwang bowl, "Come on, Little Brother, this is what you deserve."

Sanwang: "..." Looking at Dawang, he smiled and clipped half of it to Dawang, "Brother, I will share with you."

Prosperous glanced at him, didn't say a word, and ate the meat unceremoniously, which he had bought for the fried meat with Jingtiao!

Mai Sui and Er Wang couldn't hold back their joy. The twins had a clear heart, and they knew each other's points by looking at each other. They could always have a lot more fun than others.

Suddenly, Xiao Wang carried the bowl and uttered an chant: "Ah-meat... It's so fragrant! Day... It's so beautiful!" Just these few words are actually in their own tune, much like the aria in an opera on the radio.

There was silence on the dinner table, and everyone looked at Xiao Wang, and found that he was getting more and more miraculous, just like a tall orchid flower suddenly growing out of a garlic seedling.

Seeing everyone watching him, Xiao Wang was a little embarrassed, his cheeks turned pink, he pushed his glasses and lowered his head to bite the meat in silence.

"Ha Ha ha ha……"

Sanwang patted the table exaggeratedly and laughed, and almost turned his bowl over.

Xiao Wang pouted and looked at him aggrievedly, not understanding why the third brother laughed like this.

Lin Lan stared at Sanwang immediately.

Sanwang gave a thumbs up, "Brother Xiaowang, you are this! I will call you brother from now on!"

Erwang and Maisui also gave thumbs up, "Brother Xiaowang!"

Dawang: "Naive."

"Wow!" Wangwang under the table also joined in the fun.

Han Qingsong glanced, and the children were full of steam, and the children smiled happily. Lin Lan, who was opposite him, smiled so sweetly and quietly, so...it's good, at least he won't regret coming back.

At this time, Lin Lan flew him a wink, and the feeling in his heart was immediately entangled with tenderness and looked at her.

The children on both sides of the square table noticed their parents' tricks, and they winked at each other and said that you should look at them! !

Their family eats at a square table. Originally, Han Qingsong, as a parent, should take the lead, but they are not as particular about others. Han Qingsong sat in the outermost position next to the door of the room, where the wind was cold, and he sat there to shield the family from the wind.

Lin Lan took Xiaowang and sat opposite him, then Mai Sui and Erwang to the east, and Sanwang and Dawang to the west.

They sat outside to shield their younger brothers and girls from the wind.

At this moment, Lin Lan and Han Qingsong were flirting at the dinner table, and the children watched.

Lin Lan's cheeks became hot, and if he ate nonchalantly, Han Qing Matsumoto didn't have any expressions, his affection only trickled out of his eyes, and he still scored against someone.

He turned his gaze, and when he looked at Sanwang Dawang, he already had a thorough examination, and he scared Sanwang back when he was about to open his mouth and laugh.

"Don't talk if you have food in your mouth." Han Qingsong no longer emphasizes that he can't speak, as long as Sanwang doesn't choke into a fool.

...

After dinner, they quickly cleared the table, Han Qingsong helped to clean the bowls, Dawang and Erwang were busy playing chess, which they learned in school.

Sanwang watched and cheered, Mai Sui took Xiaowang to play with the radio to listen to songs and storytelling.

Han Qingsong brushed the bowl and cleaned his hands. He went to a place leeward from the wind to set up a simple pot stove with a brick, and put the porcelain pot on it to boil medicine.

After a while, Han Qingyun's voice came, "Brother, the big tub you ordered is here."

Lin Lan hurried out to watch when he heard it. Outside, a teacher drove a donkey cart with a bath tub customized by Han Qingsong.

Because of the limited conditions, the bathtub is naturally not as suitable as it is now, and it looks more like a taller big tub.

But in Lin Lan's opinion, it's a bit too big, and both adults can wash it. There is really no need to be so big, occupying space and expensive, she thinks that half of it is enough.

Thinking about it, it must be a man who didn't understand this thoughtful consideration and was wrong, but since she bought it back, she didn't say anything, she also praised Han Qingsong for buying it, which was just what she wanted.

When she said this, Han Qingsong's eyes were smiling.

Han Qingyun and his master took down the big wooden basin, Han Qingsong replaced the master and asked him to drink a bowl of hot water in his room.

When entering the house, Han Qingsong put the big wooden basin against the wall so that it doesn't take up extra space and just put it on the open space when using it.

When the children saw guests coming, they lifted the chessboard to the kang and let out the square table.

Maisui pours water for the guests.

Lin Lan said, "Isn't there broth? It's still hot. Give the master a big bowl."

The master became excited, "No, no, just drink saliva. I have eaten."

It's the first time that deliver goods to people and drink broth.

Maisui still served him, pinched some salt and chopped green onion.

The teacher thanked him repeatedly, the eldest daughter of the director's family, who was the daughter of the daughter before she left, brought herself soup, which was unbearable.

Mai Sui was very curious to see how respectful and respectful of him at home.

After drinking the broth, the master said goodbye. Lin Lan gave him two cents and said, "Thank you, master, please run."

The master hurriedly declined, "Director Han paid for the barrel, we should deliver the goods."

Lin Lan asked him to accept it. The craftsmen make hard money. At this moment, they are not allowed to work alone. The family is very hard.

The master thankfully took the money and left.

When Han Qingyun watched Dawang and the others play chess, they gave a few tricks, which aroused the children to protest, "Uncle, don't come up with ideas."

Han Qingyun scratched his head, "I'm not afraid that you will lose. Haha."

Sanwang: "Uncle, you punch left or right, which one wins?"

Han Qingyun: "I have strong left hand, and I will definitely win with my left hand." He laughed as he said that, and went to the west room to talk to Han Qingsong.

"Sister-in-law, do you buy such a big tub to wash clothes?"

Lin Lan: "This is a tub, for a bath."

Han Qingyun opened his mouth and looked at Han Qingsong: "Brother, take a bath?"

Han Qingsong nodded, "Don't you take a bath in winter?"

Han Qingyun nodded and shook his head, "Of course wash it, then boil pot water, use a basin to wash it, where do you use such a boss? This family has been washed away, right?"

Han Qingsong bent over and gestured, "Well, a few boys can hold it in one pot."

Han Qingyun: Why do you think something is wrong? It's a pot.

Han Qingsong glanced at him, "Nothing today?"

Han Qingyun immediately reported in a low voice: "This is not a job with Luo Hai. He is in charge of the county seat and I manage several brigade."

During the farm slack, some idlers who play money can't stop them, they must keep fighting.

Han Qingsong: "Go ahead."

Han Qingyun: This is how much you dislike me. He waved his hand to Lin Lan: "Sister-in-law, then I'm leaving."

Lin Lan smiled, "You have worked hard."

Han Qingyun shook his hand, "Serve the people!"

Lin Lan visited her new bath tub to see how to manipulate it and where it would be more appropriate. She smiled and said, "Boil a large pot of water, let them soak in a bath, and give them a good brush!"

Han Qingsong: "We can do it too."

Lin Lan: "..." I didn't hear it, goodbye.

At this time, there is no bathhouse in the town, although there are in the county, it is impossible to always go to bathe, which is inconvenient.

It's best to have a place in your own home.

Han Qingsong boiled the medicine twice before throwing it away. There was a thick bowl, and he touched a few pieces of rock candy.

Lin Lan drank a bit hard, but Han Qingsong was watching, Xiao Wang was still holding the rock candy and ready to feed it at any time, San Wang was ready to make a joke...

Lin Lan could only suffocate her breath and pour in.

That's terrible! !

It’s okay when it’s cold, except for going to the door to make needlework. It’s dark and early. Generally, eat dinner early (and others eat two meals in the slack farm) and go to bed early in the morning.

Lin Lan's family is no exception. After dinner, she boiled a large pot of water to let the children take a bath.

Mai Sui is a girl who loves to be clean. Lin Lan let her wash it first, rub it cleanly, put on clean underwear and wrap it on the kang. It is cold in winter. In order to save firewood, Maisui is now a Kang with the boys, separated by a Kang cabinet in the middle.

She called all the boys over again, Erwang Dawang could wash it by himself, Sanwang and Xiaowang asked her to help.

Han Qingsong wanted to help her, Sanwang shouted: "Father, don't do it!"

That invincible hand rubbing, don't know how painful it is!

Lin Lan slapped him playfully.

After such a bubble, the ashes on his body fell off.

Xiaowang was a good baby sitting in the basin. His skin was soaked in hot water and his skin was red and tender. He couldn't wear glasses. He just sat in it and hummed a nursery rhyme. From time to time, Sanwang fluttered with water on his face. Humph.

Lin Lan touched Xiaowang, and said with joy: "Finally, she is a little bit fleshy."

Sanwang made a frightening look, "You can eat it~~~Ah-" He took a bite on Xiaowang's shoulder.

Although pretending to behave, he really chewed Xiaowang's shoulder with two teeth marks.

Lin Lan: "Sanwang!"

Sanwang: "Hey, he is called Xiaosange if you deceive others. If you dislike it, you will shout Sanwang, hey...women!"

Lin Lan: "..." How many women do you know? "Don't learn from Liu Chuncai anymore!"

She hurriedly cleaned Xiao Wang, Han Qingsong took a hand towel to dry it, and then stuffed the bare Xiao Wang into the warm bed.

Lin Lan took a piece of loofah and scrubbed Sanwang, the mud!

Sanwang is very active, sweating in the cold weather, although he washes and wipes at ordinary times, he is not worthy of trouble at all.

Watching the plaster roll up, Lin Lan: "..."

What is the unique sense of accomplishment.

Sanwang hurts and feels comfortable, and he hums there, "Mother gently rubs Xiaowang and gives me bald pig hair. I picked it up!"

Erwang also came in to prepare to wash, looking at Sanwang like that, exclaimed: "Mother, I want to change the water!"

Sanwang gave him a white look: "Second brother, you run more dirty every day, let's not disagree with anyone."

Lin Lan said: "Wait later, wash it again, and then change the water to rinse."

Water shouldn't be wasted. Firewood is also precious at home. Their family already spends money, but now they will use a lot more. When the time comes, there is not enough to burn, and we have to find a way.

Lin Lan motioned to Erwang: "Take it off and come in quickly, it's so cold outside."

Erwang was a little embarrassed, "Mother, I wash it myself."

Lin Lan: "Then let your father rub it?"

Han Qingsong looked disgusted: "Let them rub each other."

Erwang: "..." I won't let you rub it yet, just rub it!

In the end Erwang and Dawang washed them together. As expected by Sanwang, they sweated every day after running exercises. Even if they were scrubbed, it was just a comfort.

After this bubble, it was a bumper harvest.

When Lin Lan and Han Qingsong helped to pour the water, she smiled and said: "There is nothing in it. Just pour the vegetables directly. Our spinach and leeks have to grow extraordinarily large."

Xiao Wang gestured with both hands, "Like Dad and tall."

Sanwang laughed: "You said Dad grew up eating plaster!"

Lin Lan really wanted to throw it out for him. The mouth of this kid that Liu Chuncai took was getting more and more owed. Isn't it more difficult to manage when he gets older than Dawang?

When the children went to the kang for nothing, Xiao Wang would have fallen asleep long ago.

The little blush is flushing, and the little mouth is rosy, looking so soft.

As long as the child falls asleep, he won't wake up no matter how you play with him. Lin Lan rubbed some petroleum jelly on him and put some balsam on his mouth to prevent it from drying out.

When she finished cleaning up, Han Qingsong had already poured the water again, "There is still half a pot, don't burn it anymore."

Lin Lan: "Don't you have to wash it after I wash it, and cook another pot?"

Han Qingsong: "I washed it in the commune and it was not dirty."

"That's also bubble, I tell you, it's comfortable to take a hot bath in winter."

Lin Lan took off her clothes and hurried into the water. She tested the water temperature with the inside of her elbow. It was 41 or 2 degrees. It felt hot when she came in, but it was very comfortable.

"Ah... really comfortable." She whispered, and then saw Han Qingsong also undress.

"You, don't you not wash it!"

Han Qingsong: "Bubble is comfortable." The long legs stepped into the barrel, and one arm took her into his arms.

Lin Lan: ...no wonder this bucket is so big.

But it's even warmer by him.

Finally washed, the water will be cold!

She went on the bed to blow the lamp, and walked around her waist with big hands.

Lin Lan: "...no that." You can go to bed.

"Bought a new one."

Lin Lan: "...When did you buy it?"

"With medicine." He took out an iron box from the kang cabinet and gave it to her, "Is it enough."

It's a big box, it feels like the aluminum box that the doctor puts in the needle.

Lin Lan was about to burn all over, "You...people don't make a joke." Datong asked his comrades to buy them from the provincial capital...assigned to be jokes.

Han Qingsong: "They dare not."

Return them?How many people know this?Lin Lan feels that she will not get better, and hope she never meets for the rest of her life.