The house of the sour apricot is also six rooms, and a low courtyard wall divides the courtyard into east and west courtyards. A door opened in the middle of the partition wall, connecting the east and west separate courtyards. The pot house for cooking was built on the east wall of the east courtyard, and there were two small low rooms, blackened by the smoke and fire.

The east courtyard is where the sour apricot couple and their daughter Ye'er live. In the west courtyard, there lived the sour apricot Niang, the eldest son Guoqing, the second son of the people, and the third son of labor. Ye'er is the oldest in the family, the same age as Jing'er, and she is still a hairy boy who doesn't understand the world. Because she was the youngest and the only girl in the family, the adults took care of her much and pampered her, which made her three sons jealous of her. From time to time, Ye Er's slightly exaggerated cries were heard in Sour Xing's house. After the crying, in front of the closed door of his house, there must be this hairy boy. One by one, they either touched their heads, or protected their cheeks, with a crying and aggrieved look on their faces.

There are three rooms in the east house, which is divided into inner and outer rooms by partition walls. The west room is a dark room, where the sour apricot couple live. The east room is two bright rooms, and there is a small bed against the east wall, which is where Ye'er sleeps.

There are eight immortal tables placed against the north wall of the Yingmen, which are two square tables, one high and one low. The large square table is neatly arranged with daily necessities. A small square table is a dining table. Usually don't use it, push it under the square table. When eating, pull it out again. On the wall above the table, there is a standard portrait of the chairman of ***, and the surrounding area is covered with New Year's pictures bought during the Chinese New Year. There are large-scale whole pictures showing the heroic posture of workers, peasants and soldiers, and there are small series of model drama photos, which make the surrounding black and gray walls colorful and beautiful. Like other families, the house is also stacked with some common household food used by farmers, but it is neatly and orderly. Although the table top is mottled with paint, there is not a trace of dust and oil on the rubbing. The floor of the house was also swept clean, and there was no floating soil and straw sticks.

The arrangement of the inside and outside of the house was the usual arrangement of the people in the village at that time. The only difference is that the women in the sour apricot family all inherit the good tradition of the older generation of being diligent and thrifty.

As soon as Yang Xiande and his party stepped into the courtyard, they praised the neatness of the small courtyard. When I entered the house, I repeatedly praised the neatness of the sour apricot family. He "tsk" and said, Lao Cui, look, Lao He's home is cleaner and more hygienic than the family courtyard of our commune. When I went back, I had to ask the director of the town's women's federation to lead the gang of wimps to have an on-site meeting, study the spot, and see how a mountain village people do hygiene.

Lao Cui echoed and said, yes, yes, you have to study hard.

Sour Xing modestly replied, what to learn. An old bun family, except for work, is idle. If you don't tinker here, what's the use? It's like the leaders of the town, who are all day long with their hearts on work and production, how can they have the energy to do their own hygiene. While talking, he let the two of them to the upper position, and sat in the lower seat to drink tea and smoke.

Sour Xing never dreamed that Yang Xiande and Lao Cui would come to inspect the dead cow in person. He thought that Mao Lin would just go and bring a general staff member. At that time, he was also worried that he should not attract too many people, and the old and young masters of the whole village were staring at this dead and thin beef to satisfy their hunger. Unexpectedly, it attracted the big cadres of the commune who usually couldn't be invited.

This Xinghua Village is already remote, the village is loose, and the collective is so poor that it clangs and clangs, and there is no place to entertain and eat. Not all the Commune cadres were willing to settle here. Today, two commune cadres were uninvited, and they were also the leaders of key departments who stamped their feet and the whole commune should be sensitive. This hospitality is of great importance. However, he also knew that he really couldn't bring anything good to entertain at home. He felt like a rabbit in his heart, and he was always nervous.

Several times, he took advantage of the opportunity to carry water and ask for tea, and ran into the pot house secretly, urging the woman to hurry up and get something delicious, not just beef or beef. The woman responded, and did not hurry to make the fire and stew the soup. Sour Xing really couldn't think of what kind of good food a woman would make, and she didn't dare to delay the time. After all, there were still two important guests sitting in the room waiting for him to accompany him.