Chapter 167: Half-cut Lazi's understanding
Old Man Yan hung up the phone and asked Grandma Yan to quickly heat the rice and warm it in the cauldron. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
But when they saw Mother Yan's pale face appear in front of them, they were still startled. Busy asking what's wrong, is it sick?
Mother Yan replied with a wry smile: "I got motion sickness, and I was very dizzy today, so I vomited all the way." At this point, I can't eat, let Huanhuan eat, she hasn't eaten lunch yet. ”
Seeing the sick face of his eldest daughter-in-law coming back, the old man was also a little depressed in his heart.
It's not that he thinks his eldest daughter-in-law is unlucky, but that this year, the family is unlucky, and it's not going well at all!
The eldest son said that it was gone, and now, the house is about to be gone, this, why is it so unlucky these days, and it doesn't let people live!
Old man Yan decided that on the seventh day of the first lunar month, he must go to the land temple in the back mountain to worship, ask the monk to come back and do the practice, donate some incense money, and go to bad luck for the Yan family.
Although there are many people in this village who go out to be fake monks, the monks who stay in the village are still willing to recite the scriptures seriously.
Old Man Yan hurriedly asked Grandma Yan to beckon her eldest daughter-in-law to go to the back to rest.
Grandma Yan accompanied her all the way and said: "Wenjuan, I changed the sheets and quilt covers yesterday, I know that you love cleanliness, wait for you to sleep well, and I'll cook you some millet porridge." ”
Mother Yan was there and smiled embarrassedly, saying that this time back, it was troublesome for her mother-in-law to take care of herself.
Yan Huan'er was hungry at this time, and as soon as she entered the door, she put down her big bags and was in a hurry to find something to eat. When Yan's mother and her parents-in-law were talking, she went to the stove to put a bowl of rice and eat.
At this time, he was holding a big bowl and eating behind Yan's mother and her party, but it was a bit like when I was a child.
She came back here as if she had made it her home.
Passing through the small round gate in the courtyard, there are two rooms at the back.
One of the rooms is the room where Yan Zefang's family is here.
There, when Yan's mother was there, it was always cleaned up. When they returned to the city, the room was empty.
Old man Yan didn't want to let Yan Guojun live in. So, no one has touched the downstairs room.
The sheets on the bed were bought two years ago when I went home with Yan's father for the New Year.
At this time, Yan's mother revisited her hometown, which added another sadness. It's just that this emotion was suppressed in her heart by herself.
Grandma Yan also turned on the heater, saying that it was cold in the countryside, don't freeze.
After Grandma Yan finished speaking, she glanced at Yan Huan'er who was eating, and her eyes were kind, and asked Yan Huan'er to wait and drink a bowl of chicken soup, all of which were stewed in a big pot.
When Yan's mother went to bed and lay down, Grandma Yan turned around and walked out.
Yan Huan'er was there and hurriedly picked up the rice. After eating two bites, I looked up and saw that my mother was already lying down, resting with her eyes closed, so I whispered: "Mom, you sleep well, I'm out." ”
Mother Yan nodded lightly, and without opening her eyes, she fell asleep.
Yan Huan'er was eating with a rice bowl while looking up at the small courtyard. The bamboo forest behind is still there, although it is winter, it is still green.
Yan Huan'er sighed heavily and returned to the kitchen with the empty bowl.
Seeing that grandma was already burning the fire there, there was a lively voice in the lobby again. Yan Huan'er put down the bowl and stood at the door of the kitchen and glanced at the lobby.
I saw that Uncle Yan Guojun was flattering a face, persuading the thin face next to him to drink.
"Village Chief, you have to drink this wine, there is still a saying here. Yan Guojun took a wine glass and offered his courtesy there.
"What do you say, you say, I can't get rich, and I can't be promoted, hahaha. The skinny face replied with a smile.
"Didn't your family give birth to two twins? It's still a dragon and a phoenix, and now family planning can be strict, you have two shots, saving money and trouble, which is equivalent to earning tens of thousands of dollars at once, why don't you drink and celebrate?"
Yan Guojun's gums came out of his smile, and there were still vegetable leaves between his teeth. It's not that he gave birth to twins, what a joy!
Yan Huan'er pursed her lips and put down the curtain, not wanting to see Yan Guojun's face.
When I turned around, I saw that my grandmother was scooping out the water from the cauldron, so she ran over to help light the fire.
While talking to grandma: "Grandma, why does uncle want to stammer those people?"
When the grandmother heard this, she made a silent statement: "Children's families, don't worry about adults." Your uncle is doing something big! This has a lot to do with our house. ”
When Yan Huan'er heard this, she was startled, thinking that someone else wanted to fight this old house.
She didn't have any idea about the house.
She didn't like to live in this old house in the countryside anyway. It's just because of Yan's father, she doesn't want her father's things to be gone in her hands, and Yan Huan'er can't stand this change psychologically.
Therefore, she is very direct to maintain the status quo, that is, not to change.
As for whether the house is worth it, whether it can be exchanged for money, whether it is good for herself, Yan Huan'er has no idea.
At this time, when I heard my grandmother say this, I was a little anxious, why did my uncle want this house, and the person with a thin face also started to think about it?
It's okay.
Yan Huan'er listened, stuffed a handful of grass into the stove, stood up and was about to go to the living room.
Grandma Yan grabbed her: "You girl, why are you going? ”
Yan Huan'er broke away from her grandmother's hand and replied, "Grandma, why does everyone worry about my father's old house." I'll have to hear it. ”
Grandma Yan replied: "What do you know about this girl? Here is going to be requisitioned for land, and it is going to be demolished, your uncle is fighting for your father's house, you go talk nonsense, wait for the old house to be demolished, we have nothing." ”
When Yan Huan'er heard this, she was immediately dumbfounded, is there such a thing?!
How can you say that this place will be demolished? That old house is really going to be gone.
As soon as Yan Huan'er thought of this, she became anxious again, and asked in a whisper: "Grandma, can we disagree? We don't want to demolish the house, and don't let them demolish our house." ”
Grandma Yan replied angrily: "Okay, when you become mayor, don't demolish our house." Okay, don't add more firewood, it's too prosperous. ”
When Yan Huan'er and her grandmother were cooking together, they learned about this matter. Grandma Yan herself is not clear, she only knows that the three suites are going to be gone, and the hukou has to move back.
After her explanation, Yan Huan'er's heart was really lifted in the air. I only feel that this old house of my family will soon disappear from this world. Just like Daddy Yan, if you say no, it's gone.
The fire in the hearth reflected Yan Huan'er's face, making her face bright, but for the first time, there was a deep sadness on that little round face.
It turns out that what you always thought could be done, if you are not careful, you will lose it, and you don't even have the strength to resist.
Yan Huan'er was silent like this, adding firewood to the hearth, and breaking the dead branches in her hands to "crackle" and make a chaotic sound. The heart is also like this withered branch, which is burned, and the burning heart is full of fire.