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A string of crackling firecrackers resounded throughout Hanjiazhuang, "Brother Ruifeng's new house is on the beam!" People rushed to tell each other, and the festive firecrackers were a sign of joy.

Han Ruifeng, who is over forty and five this year, has grown up in Hanjiazhuang for generations, an authentic pure farmer. Since he is the oldest among the old Han Jiarui, the young guy surnamed Han usually calls him the eldest brother.

A family of four, all of whom are old men, and the daughter-in-law died of tuberculosis when her youngest son was three years old. For a family of four without a woman, it is not difficult to imagine how difficult life is.

The eldest son, Han Shaoan, has a square face and big ears, broad shoulders and a round waist, a body of strength, honest and honest, has reached the age of twenty-five, according to the rural area, he has long passed the marriageable age, but he has not yet married, not a long firewood, let alone not wanting to get married, the key is that the family is too poor and no one wants to introduce. Before graduating from primary school, he dropped out of school to work as a family farmer.

The second son, Han Shaoning, looks about the same as the eldest brother, that is, his brain turns faster than the eldest brother, and his mouth is sweeter than the eldest brother. is twenty years old, and it is time to have children, but the eldest brother is not married yet, according to the rules of the countryside, the eldest does not want to think about the second child. Han Shaoning, like his eldest brother, didn't want to study at all, and worked at home early.

The third son, Han Shaoping, is in high school at the county No. 1 middle school, not only looks handsome, but also excels in his studies. Although he is only fifteen years old, he is very sensible, very popular, and the people in the village also like it. Being admitted to the university in his heart is Han Shaoping's greatest hope, and it is also the ardent hope of the whole family.

For the time being, Han Ruifeng's greatest wish is to hold his eldest grandson as soon as possible! Passing on the family lineage is the greatest duty of rural people! In his opinion, if he wants to hold his grandson, he must marry the eldest child; and if he wants the eldest to have a partner, he must build a new house.

Rural people pay a lot of attention to it, have a lot of ideas, and have troublesome rules, and they don't know who set the precedent and why they have been inherited from generation to generation? The things that are transmitted are good, but if they insist too much, they are just a sign of pedantic, and they will eventually be annihilated by the trend of the times!

Han Ruifeng is a typical example of a traditional farmer!

Looking at the firecrackers and red paper flowers splashing wantonly on the hanging beam, Han Ruifeng fell into a beautiful vision. He seemed to see that the eldest son stepped into the gate with his daughter-in-law on his back, and he took the eldest grandson from the midwife with his own hands, and he couldn't close his mouth happily.

"Big brother, do you still have cigarettes?" Han Ruifu trotted over and approached and whispered, "There are a lot of people who help today, and there are not enough cigarettes to smoke!" After speaking, he turned his head and went back to work.

"Also! I won't buy it!" Han Ruifeng returned to reality, glanced at Shao'an, who was bored and working, beckoned the second child to him, and whispered: "Shaoning, you go home quickly." There are two cigarettes in the first wooden cabinet on the east side of the west house, and there are still two cigarettes in your mother's shirt, so you can take them and share them among the others. ”

In the nineties of the twentieth century, an old popsicle cost five cents, a pound of pork was less than three yuan, and a Guanting brand cigarette was only ten yuan.

No matter how poor he is, when he thinks of his eldest grandson, Han Ruifeng will do everything!

After a while, Han Shaoning, who was out of breath, brought an official hall and handed it to his father.

"Why is there only one?" Han Ruifeng didn't speak loudly, but the corners of his eyes were slightly wrinkled, obviously a little angry.

"Take one first, let's take a look, I'll go back and get it if it's not enough." Han Shaoning had already been mentally prepared, and he had already made up a dialogue about his father's blame.

In fact, he knows best in his heart, not to mention taking two, no matter how much he has, for the helpers in the village, he can also be transferred. In other words, as much as there is, there will be as much as you want. The family is already poor, and there is no need to be a good man.

When Han Ruifeng saw his son's expression, he suddenly felt that the second child was also an adult, and he had reached the age of talking about marriage. As a father, he felt very guilty. Isn't it? Just such a little savings, all used on the boss, the boss's problem is solved, what about the second?

So he didn't say anything, didn't want to say anything, just choked in his throat and walked briskly towards the working crowd.

"Shao'an, is there anything good?" an uncle on the ridge of the roof asked happily, and the others also laughed and coaxed.

"There is nothing. Han Shaoan said shyly while handing the rafters to the ridge.

Although Han Shaoan is tall and big, he is too introverted. When others make amusement, their faces are as red as Caixia in the sunset.

"The new house will be built soon, and the relatives and the mediators have not yet stepped through the threshold of your family, and I am afraid that there will be none!" The others also shouted, "Yes!", "Isn't it?", "Why don't you decide for my niece first?".

Rural people are very fond of jokes, but behind the jokes is often the truth.

In the nineties, a common phenomenon, three mud tile houses, the young couple and the old people under the same roof, living in the "opposite door house" is a common thing.

Rural people are very simple, but they are also very realistic!

There are few women who are willing to eat a big pot of rice with their father-in-law and uncle's family of five, the farm work in the field has to be busy, the family meals have to be cooked, and the family's clothes need to be washed.

A woman, if not a master, is by no means a servant!

Of course, there are exceptions, after all, there are a few, and a few represent that the god of luck is not favored by ordinary people!

Building a new house is to marry a daughter-in-law, and having a house is basically not worrying about not having a daughter-in-law!

Although these truths are not superficial, they are not profound, Han Ruifeng has lived for most of his life, and he still understands them very well. For the sake of his son, but also for his grandson, even if he has high foreign debts and is physically and mentally exhausted, Han Ruian is willing!

While people were busy on the beam, they introduced Han Shaoan to Han Shao'an.

"Everyone, pause, okay? I'll say a few words first, okay?" Uncle Su Youwei, the village accountant, spoke.

The people stopped suddenly.

The accountant is not an official, but he has a position. Those who have positions are those who are educated and educated! The words spoken by educated people are readily accepted by this group of illiterates. However, if you change to other people who are educated, this group of people may explode, but they will not treat Su Youwei! Because Su Youwei deserves the respect of the people of Hanjiazhuang!

Su Youwei was originally a young man who went to the countryside, but somehow, he fell in love with Han Qiaoying, the flower of Hanjiazhuang Village, Han Qiaoying also admired the literate Su Youwei, and the relationship between the two developed rapidly. In the end, Su Youwei ignored the opposition of his family, and at the same time gave up the opportunity to return to the city, joined the old Han family, and took root in Hanjiazhuang.

This kind of dedication is not something that every man can have! This kind of marriage is not something that any man can do!

If such a man, you are not respected. There is only one explanation, which can only show that you are not a normal person!

"Two days ago, I was drinking at Ma Accountant's house in Henan Village, and Lao Ma Tou really mentioned his daughter, and Lao Ma said, if there is a suitable one, he will talk to him. Su Youwei said seriously.

People listened quietly.

"When the daughter of the Ma family served the food, I peeked and watched, which surprised me, what did everyone say?" Su Youwei put down the rafters in his hand and deliberately sold the guanzi.

The helpers are boiling!"Say it!", "Uncle, what does it look like?", "Isn't it too stumbling!".

"That's one word!" Su Youwei said categorically!

Before everyone could guess, Su Youwei said happily: "Jun!"

The older ones laughed, and someone laughed: "What about my younger siblings?"

"Only better than that!" Su Youwei replied more crisp and louder!

"Is that right? Henan Village is not far from us, why haven't I heard of it?" someone replied.

Reply, reply, but no one doubted! Because it was Su Youwei himself!

Han Qiaoying is a beauty among beauties, so Lao Ma's daughter can be imagined!

The young lads were even more silent as they began to reverie. An accountant's family, a big girl like a flower, if you are a young man, you don't think about it, then it can only mean that there is either something wrong with your heart or something wrong with your body!

Young people who are not married are still fantasizing, and people who are a little older are already arguing about the pot!

"Shao'an, what do you think?" Su Youwei was very anxious.

Han Shaoan is also a young man, he is young, physically and mentally good, and he is also in reverie. It's just that he didn't pay attention to everyone's talk and laughter at all, because he didn't think about the eldest daughter of the Ma family!

"Shao'an, wake up, don't dream of Zou!" Obviously, Su Youwei was angry.

"Uncle Su, yes, is there something wrong?" Han Shaoan not only had a hot face, but also his neck turned red.

Han Shaoan's words made everyone present laugh.

Su Youwei stomped his feet angrily, his teeth clenched, he couldn't say a word, and he didn't want to say anything.

Han Ruifeng looked at his son affectionately, and didn't say a word, it was not that he didn't want to say it, but he knew Shao'an's embarrassment better than anyone else.

In the middle of the day, people who had been busy all morning began to get a little tired.

"Let's take a break, drink saliva, smoke a cigarette, and get ready to eat!" Han Ruifeng pressed out a bucket of cold water from the pressurized water well.

"Comfortable!" shouted the helpers, gulping down their thirst-quenching cold water.

The well water of the ravine is pure, sweet, and thirst-quenching!