sixty little wife (MTL)

Chapter 33

Chapter 33 Meeting (1)

    In Xujiatunli, Nanxian County, two or three hundred kilometers away, there are blue brick and tile houses, red brick houses left before, mud houses, and cement houses newly built in recent years. The exception is that every household is surrounded by mud, and there is a small courtyard where vegetables can be grown.

    I saw the courtyard gate of one of the red brick houses. There were various green vegetables growing in a large piece of land on the right side of the door, and the melons and loofahs were covered with vines. It was obvious that the family was a diligent and able to live.

    The three-year-old child squatted beside the ground and played with the soil, and the gray-haired old woman in her fifties or sixties was carrying a doll of several months on her back, and was bending over to pick vegetables.

    There will be four nods, and the son and daughter-in-law are still busy in the fields. The old woman is at home with her grandson, and she has to prepare meals before they come back, so that the son and daughter-in-law can have dinner right away when they come back.

    The rhythm of life here is said to be fast and fast. When you are rushing to harvest, you can't wait for thirty-six hours a day, and you work in the field with eight hands; but the pace of life here is slow and slow, and you live only two points and one line every day. Going to work in the field and going home for dinner? In order to save some fuel and electricity, it is daily life to finish eating before dark.

    "Milk, I'll help you." The three-year-old baby saw that her grandmother came out to pick vegetables with her younger brother on her back.

    "Oh my dear, you are really amazing, and you will help me." The old woman laughed, her slightly thin body seemed to hide infinite power, her face was slightly wrinkled, but her eyes were bright. He was still quite calm, and from time to time he swayed slightly, coaxing the little doll on his back.

    Mother Xu and the eldest grandson had just finished picking the vegetables they were going to eat tonight. They soaked them in the basin and bent over to wash the vegetables. Their wrinkled hands were soaked in the water, washing the heart of the vegetables thoroughly.

    The little baby on her back is just four months old. Although she is active, she is also sensible. When no one pays attention to him for a while, she will quietly lie on his breast, looking at the sky, the ground and everyone. .

    After washing the cabbage and taking it out, Mother Xu put the vegetables into the kitchen with her child on her back, put the sweet potatoes into the pot and steamed them, and planned to start cooking.

    In fact, it's not appropriate for her to carry a five-month-old child in the kitchen, but this child is good, even when she puts her on the bed, she starts to make trouble, and she doesn't want to live or die.

    Mother Xu and her daughter-in-law put him on the bed without remorse, and let him cry and leave him alone. As a result, the child cried alive all morning, and his voice became hoarse. The next time I put him on the bed, I'll keep crying, and I'll tear the whole roof off.

    So now as long as he is awake, Mother Xu has to carry him wherever she goes. The stove had just turned on, when suddenly someone outside shouted: "Aunt Dasheng, you have a telegram at home."

    Telegram? This thing is precious, if there is no urgent matter, no one will send these things easily.

    Mother Xu suddenly thought of her daughter, who had no news for four or five months, and her eyes flashed with brilliance. She didn't care to finish cooking, so she rushed out with the baby on her back and asked, "Tianxi, what did my aunt say in that telegram?"