Chapter Eighty-Eight: Time is fleeting, and people are easy to grow old

Song Bin stretched his neck and asked, "Auntie, what's wrong?"

Dad sighed and said, "What else can I do? Isn't it just the few acres of land that I expropriated before? ”

"Alas, your aunt is also pitiful, she went to the village committee to make trouble

, but when people saw her coming to close the door, they ignored her. I was really annoyed by the trouble, so I gave her a few hundred yuan at most and sent away. ”

In fact, the little sister-in-law is also smart, she knows that the above will definitely not agree to her request.

When she was short of money, she went to make trouble, carrying a kitchen knife to commit suicide.

In addition, she is mentally ill, so she can always get some money every time, and she has gotten thousands of dollars by now.

How can I say it? It's just a blessing in sorrow.

Song Bin took Rui Rui and greeted his aunt warmly.

"Yo! Binzi is back?"

Song Bin nodded and took out a few catties of chopped pork for her.

The aunt smiled and said, "What are you going to do with it?" I'm the only one at home, and I'm too lazy to get it at home alone. Throwing it in the refrigerator is also a waste of electricity, and I don't even open the refrigerator at home, give it to your parents!"

Song Bin looked back at his parents, wanting to ask for their opinions.

The second elder nodded.

Song Bin sat next to his aunt, and there was a brazier burning in the house, and the people who were roasting on charcoal were very warm.

For Song Bin, he has only been away from this home for half a year, but now he can only find some outlines of the past.

At that time, the walls of the house were still white.

It has now been smoked to a withered yellow.

There was also a huge persimmon tree at the gate, and he remembered that every time the persimmons were ripe, his father would pick the green persimmons and put them in a large vat.

Incense was lit in the jar, and within a few days, the lion was ripe.

Now the persimmon trees have also been cut down.

At that time, my aunt looked very young, but when I met this time, my aunt had gained a lot of weight, and she still had white hair on her head.

Once a dragon spirit was fierce, now sitting by the brazier, the flames reflected on her face.

Time flies, people grow old!

Song Bin smiled and said, "Auntie, I heard that the money levied on those acres of land has not been returned yet?"

"What do you take? The above is divided according to the head, and my family accounts for the majority of the land expropriated by our village. The old man is working outside again, and he hasn't called for more than half a year, and he doesn't know if he's dead. ”

"Bullying me at home alone, why is it my family's land that is expropriated, and I have the least money?"

The aunt's family is an only son of his son.

The life of that generation was very hard, there was famine, and farming, in short, there were not a few good days.

The old man died early, and there was only a family of three in the family.

There are three people in a family, and the money is divided according to the head, and their family can't share much.

"Then didn't you report it to the above?" asked Song Bin.

I know that it will definitely not be given to me, anyway, I am insane, and I am cheeky, so I have no money to make trouble and expropriate my family's land. If you can't go on, you will go to make trouble. ”

"What about the money collected?" asked Song Bin.

"The money, the money is all for your cousin to marry his wife. ”

"All the hundreds of thousands are used to marry wives?" Song Bin asked in surprise.

"It's not enough!"

The aunt sighed, shook her head, and fell silent for a moment.

Xiang Wanying was a very smart and virtuous woman, and she brought the washed grapes.

"Auntie, let's eat at our house tonight!"

Auntie smiled and agreed, "Okay! I'm not polite to you." ”

In the evening, there were a total of six people sitting in Song Bin's house.

His house hasn't been so lively in a long time.

Dad used to open the bottle of Bullpen Mountain.

Song Bin smiled and took out a bottle of Sky Blue.

"Today's New Year, once a year, we rarely eat well, of course, we have to drink well. ”

Daddy put Niulanshan down, Song Bin opened Sky Blue and poured him half a cup.

Song Bin's family of three stood up and toasted their father: "Dad, be in good health!"

Now that you have finally made some money, you have to save a little money, and it is easy to go from thrift to luxury, and it is difficult to go from luxury to frugality!"

Then Dad began his tirade.

The family is happy.

The aunt just ate it.

In Song Bin's memory, his aunt didn't talk much during dinner.

Especially since my uncle went out to work, it is rare to come back a few times a year.

When the aunt eats, she talks even less.

In the past, Song Bin didn't understand why, thinking that his aunt was just delicious.

Now he understands that his aunt is not delicious, not greedy.

She just felt like an outsider, and only by eating constantly could she hide his loneliness in this warm and reunion atmosphere.

Song Bin sighed that his cousin was not sensible, and he didn't go back to his home for a young year, nor did he come back for a meal to see the old man.

While thinking about all these years, he almost didn't go home like his cousin.

is even more hateful than his cousin, not only does he not go home, but he even breaks off relations with his parents.

He couldn't imagine how his parents got over that lonely time?

He got up and toasted his aunt with a glass of wine: "I remember when I was a child, I asked you for candy, but you said that the on the table was sugar, and I ate a mouthful of." ”

Sure enough, a smile appeared on my aunt's face: "You are also embarrassed to say, when you were young, I let you ride high, and you rode on my neck to pee." You bad thing......"

Reminiscing about the warm times is always easy to dispel loneliness.

The smile on the aunt's face reappeared, and she unconsciously opened the conversation box, and talked about Song Bin's childhood one by one.

When he talked about some of the bad things he did when he was a child, the family burst into laughter.

Xiang Wanying also patted Song Bin's shoulder and asked with disgust: "Did you eat when you were a child?"

Song Bin put his arm around Xiang Wanying and said, "Husband and wife should share weal and woe, what's wrong with eating some with your husband?"

"You still don't like it, I'll kill you!"

Song Bin pouted, hugged Xiang Wanying and kissed him.

Dad drank a little too much tonight, his cheeks were red, and there were tears in his eyes.

Song Bin's mother is the same......

But both of them had tears of happiness in their eyes.

I really owe them so much!

After eating.

Xiang Wanying let her mother rest, and she came to clean up the table.

Dad took Rui Rui to set off fireworks, in Rui Rui's laughter.

It's been a small year......

Washed the dishes and ate.

The aunt went home alone, and in the darkness her figure was elongated in the brilliant light of the fireworks, and then dimmed and disappeared.

Song Bin sighed.

This kind of thing, he has no other way than chop a few catties of meat for his aunt when he goes home, and give her some money during the New Year's holidays.

No matter how good he is to his aunt, he can't make up for the loneliness in her heart, after all, Song Bin is not her son!

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