Chapter 8: Confrontation or Strife (1) (7)
Mao Xiang sat at the dining table in the pot house, drinking tea and smoking a cigarette. He has never been like the men in the village, who see Tian'er holding a dry tobacco pouch, but likes to smoke paper cigarettes. At the beginning, he sucked a box of "Blue Golden Deer" bought from a store outside the mountain. Later, I couldn't afford to smoke it, so I looked around for waste paper and rolled dry tobacco leaves to smoke. When the family had searched for all the waste paper, he waited for Zhong'er and Xingzi to come home on Sunday and asked them to roll tobacco leaves in their used homework books. This habit made him stand out in the public of the village and in front of other men.
Seeing Zhu'er and his mother enter the pot house, Mao Xiang warmly beckoned Zhu'er to hurry up and have breakfast. He also asked with concern, why did you come so late? The rice is cold, and then eat it hot.
Full Moon warmed breakfast for Zhu'er quickly, and replied, Last night, Zhu'er went to her brother-in-law's house to drink, thinking that she was too drunk, and she is still uncomfortable.
Mao Xiang admired that drinking at his place should be the same as at home. Eat whatever you encounter, and drink with you when you encounter a wine field, so that you don't have a share. He asked Zhu'er again, who are you drinking with, drinking you like this. In the future, you have to be careful, I don't know how much alcohol you drink.
Zhu'er replied honestly that he was the head of the foreign company and wanted to drink festive wine at his house.
Mao Xiang seemed to be waiting for his words. He asked casually, haven't you heard that the foreign company bought the car, so unaware. I also have the heart to plan for you. If we can find a way, let's buy a car to run transportation. Your little life is booming, and your mother will have a finger for the rest of her life.
Full Moon said happily, yes, yes, if we can make a living and earn some money, we don't have to worry about anything.
Zhu'er "chuckled" in his heart. Unexpectedly, Mao Xiang said for the first time that he wanted to put himself in his shoes and think about a way to live. He covered it up without thinking about it, and I don't know. He never told me, he just went out early and came home late to work around. I think it's the way out of the idea that Zhenfu Ye gave him.
Mao Xiang was slightly disappointed, and lost interest in continuing to talk to Zhu'er. He walked out of the pot house alone and walked out of the courtyard.
While serving food to Zhu'er, the full moon nagged and took the time to chat with the foreign company. If you understand it, you will come back and talk about it. Ask your uncle to give you ideas too, run the door, and make a living to do. Earn some money, and hurry up and marry your daughter-in-law. I'm relieved.
Zhu'er didn't want to tell her mother. He grabbed a bowl of porridge, stuffed a pancake into his stomach, got up and slapped his ass and left.
When he came out into the street, he didn't know where he was going. Actually, there is nowhere to go. He wanted to go back to the house, but before he could reach the door, he saw the people hurrying towards him. Zhu'er shouted to the people from afar, saying that you got drunk last night, and was about to settle accounts with you, when you bumped in. Say it, let's do it.
The people laughed and said, "Whoever you complain about, if you want to complain, you can complain about yourself." The rice grains are a little bigger, and they dare to play tricks. I don't want to cure you. If it weren't for the xylophone sister-in-law protecting you, I'm afraid I would have put you down on the spot.
Zhu'er Qidao, you bully people. I want to tell Master Sour Apricot about your black state, saying that you see the sky to rectify me and ask him to be angry for me.
The people kept replying, and now, my father was so happy that he didn't ask anything about the sun. It was useless to look for him.
Zhu'er asked, what's wrong, is there a happy event in your family again?
The people had already walked over, and turned back and said, yes, a letter from labor. I just got it back from my sister-in-law from Xylophone. He said that he had worked in Qingdao, and now he has become a naval officer. The autumn equinox also served as a volunteer in Shijiazhuang. The two made an appointment to go home to visit relatives for the New Year this year. That's how I went to deliver a letter to the Autumn Equinox family, so that his family would be happy and happy. With that, he turned and trotted away. [End of Chapter]