When Ye Qiu and Tang Guizhi went down, Tang Guizhi carried a basket full of grass, and Ye Qiu returned home with a heavy moss quartz grass.

Along the way, Ye Qiujian saw that in just one week, the fields were no longer empty. The sparkling water surface reflects the tender green seedlings, and sometimes a gust of wind passes by, swaying with the wind, which is very gratifying. The villagers watched, and their eyes were full of anticipation and longing for the autumn harvest.

Ye Qiu and Tang Guizhi put the grass in the cattle pen.

Seeing that the others hadn't come back yet, Tang Guizhi first fed the cattle water and grass, and then threw the mossy quartz grass that Ye Qiu pulled on the area where the cattle were active, and it was full and thick. The purpose of this is to let the cow step on it, and then mix the cow dung into fertilizer. The second is to let the cow lie down and sleep, the body can be cleaner, so as not to be covered with cow dung. So every day or two, Tang Guizhi would pull some quartz grass and moss back, and sometimes cut some grass, and the cow would give it a pad if he didn't eat it.

The cow that Tang Guizhi fed was only one year old and in the prime of life. Some time ago, the cattle were pulled out to plow the fields, and now they have lost a whole circle. Tang Guizhi was very distressed, so he had to make up for it.

Ye Qiu's body was a little greasy, and his fingers and fingers were full of dirt. After entering the house, he hurriedly picked up a bucket of water from the well in the backyard, pulled up the bellows, lit the firewood, and boiled the water.

After washing up, Ye Qiu's whole body felt refreshed and much more comfortable. Then I saw Tang Guizhi coming in from outside, "Sister, there is water in the pot, do you want to wash it?" ”

Tang Guizhi smiled shyly, "Wait for the evening to wash, now I'm going to the ancestral hall of the commune." While talking, Tang Chuanhe and Zhou Ju came in with a basket on their backs and a hoe. After putting down their things, they let them go to the commune together, and after going out, they also met Tang Weishi and Yao Xiaolan and their three children, as well as Tang Weitian and Xia Meihua.

It's just that Ye Qiu found that Tang Weitian and Xia Meihua seemed to be a little strange. The special is Tang Weitian, who has never been a silent person, but he didn't say a word along the way. Even Tang Chuanhe was in a trance when he asked him. And Xia Meihua is also a pungent character, but today she is unusually silent.

Did they do something?

Suddenly, among the calcium carbide sparks, Ye Qiu remembered something. So he walked up to them without a trace and whispered, "Third brother and sister-in-law, don't look like you've done something wrong, or if you don't wait, nothing will become something." "The ancestral hall is in the memory of the villagers, but it is a criticism and education of a person who makes mistakes.

"You ......." Xia Meihua and Tang Weitian looked at Ye Qiu in horror.

"Although I don't know what you have done, the more calm you have to be. Unless you're doing things with a handle on your side. Ye Qiu remembered that when the village director fell in his previous life, Qin Guowen said that the villagers were ignorant, and they were blown up so many things by a small scheme, and they really didn't do anything bad and were not afraid of ghosts knocking on the door. Then he slowly said that Tang Weitian was weak-hearted. It's just that she didn't pay enough attention to the Tang family at that time, so her memory is a little vague. Fortunately, on the way to the commune, Tang Weitian's strange appearance reminded her.

I remember that in his previous life, Chen Liguo was unwilling, and he insisted that it was the people in the village who bought his mother-in-law's food, and then he pulled a general figure. The village secretary thought for a while and left everything that felt like the village. Then interrogated one by one, Tang Weitian resold for the first time, and he was a thief, and he still remembered the criticism/fight scenes in the past few years, and he was timid. When the secretary stepped forward, he didn't feel trembling, so he was discovered. Then they □□ together.

When Tang Weitian heard this, he thought that when he bought Qin Chunxia's wheat, except for a pair of eyes, his face and hands were plastered with pot ash. He originally wanted to buy some white flour steamed buns for his daughter-in-law during confinement. Thinking that the village director had been in the village for so many years, there must be rations at home, but he didn't expect Qin Chunxia to sell four pockets, he knew that it was not normal at that time, but for a while he thought that if he got it to buy it on the black market in the town, he would make twice as much money, right? So driven by profit, he did it.

Now going to the brigade commune, Tang Weitian couldn't help but tremble when he thought about the people who had been criticized before. Actually, Tang Weitian looks like a ruffian and mixes it up, but if he comes to the real thing, he will be terrified. A typical thief has no thief guts, just playing tricks and making mistakes. Otherwise, he would not have married his daughter-in-law until twenty-four, and he would still be a widow.

After listening to Ye Qiu's words, Tang Weitian thought, maybe the secretary didn't let the villagers gather because of this. If you look like something different, it's not that you don't admit yourself. So I closed my heart slightly.

A group of people entered the ancestral hall of the commune, and the torches around it lit up the entire ancestral hall. In front of the main house of the ancestral hall, there is a two-meter-wide platform, and at this time there is a row of tables on the platform, on which all the village cadres sit. All of them were expressionless.

Zhou Ju and Tang Chuanhe sat on the wood piled up in the ancestral hall.

Ye Qiu stayed with his sister Tang Guizhi and the three children of Tang Weishi's family, listening to the villagers' discussions, they all said that something must have happened, and the face of the village party secretary was a little bad, secretly wondering if someone in his family had done something that should not have happened.

Ye Qiu glanced at Tang Weitian and Xia Meihua without a trace. Tang Weitian was a man after all, his face had slowly returned to normal, and a pair of eyes somewhat similar to Tang Weishan stared at the high platform. But Xia Meihua's face was full of panic, and she could obviously see that something was wrong. His brows couldn't help frowning, he walked up to her side, and whispered, "Third sister-in-law, calm down, calm down, don't scare yourself." Nothing is happening now, why are you messing up yourself? ”

"But, brother and sister......," Xia Meihua almost cried when she heard this, "I, I didn't see the village director." Her previous husband was criticized for repeatedly, and later he couldn't stand it and committed suicide by jumping into the river. Although it has loosened up a bit in the past two years, those memories, Xia Meihua wants to forget in her dreams.

When Ye Qiu heard this, he glanced over, and there was really no one in the village cadres. turned around and said calmly, "Then you have to pretend that nothing happened, unless you want the third brother to have an accident." ”

Tang Weitian noticed Xia Meihua's strange appearance, gently hugged it, and said in Xia Meihua's ear, "Don't be afraid, when I bought it, I was afraid that the mother-in-law's mouth would be broken, so I touched the ashes on my face and hands." As long as I don't show my feet, I won't be discovered. ”

Xia Meihua seemed to be comforted, and her face slowly improved.

Seeing Tang Weitian and Xia Meihua moving around, he told him to joke, "Tang Laosan, I didn't hold enough of your daughter-in-law at home, so I hugged you outside." ”

"I'll hold my daughter-in-law, I'm willing, it's about you." If it was in the past, Tang Weitian would definitely say a few words to people with a hippie smile. But today I have a lot of worries and I'm not in the mood to play tricks. So when he heard someone joking, he rushed angrily.

"Bah, a second-married broken shoe, you should also be a treasure." The person who spoke was Chen Limu, the village director of Chen Liguo's family, who was the same generation as the village director, but younger than the village director. And he is a bachelor, he has not passed a daughter-in-law in his thirties, and he chases a widow in the village every day, but unfortunately people don't look down on him. Chen Limu was particularly envious of Tang Weitian, who was able to marry Xi Shi Xia Meihua, a widow from the next village. So when you meet, you will always make a few jokes.

Tang Weitian picked up his hand and was about to hit, Xia Meihua grabbed Tang Weitian's hand, scolded Chen Limu, "Chen Ergou, what's wrong with broken shoes, you are not licking the feet of broken shoes, but unfortunately with your □□ appearance, broken shoes can't look down on you." After speaking, he showed a disdainful look. And because of this incident, Xia Meihua's feelings were not as tense as just now, and the whole person relaxed a lot.

Chen Limu stared at Xia Meihua's moving small mouth, swallowing saliva in his eyes. Tang Weitian was immediately annoyed, and immediately held Xia Meihua in his arms, blocking Chen Limu's greedy gaze. Just as he was about to give the old boy a punch, Secretary Huang stood up, and Xia Meihua also hugged Tang Weitian tightly, "Don't pay attention to this old man, a hooligan, it's important to get down to business." ”

Tang Weitian let go of his hand at this time.

In fact, if Xia Meihua's words were said by a man, Chen Limu might have fought with him, but women wouldn't. And as long as it is a mother, he will look demented if he scolds anything, mainly because Chen Limu misses women too much, he is thirty years old, he has never touched the taste of women, and he is fascinated by it. Xia Meihua didn't know how to talk to her before, but today she also spoke in a trance.

Secretary Huang first talked about the revolution/life/truth, and then said that now it is a big collective, the interests of the collective are everyone's, and no one can practice capitalist behavior. Possessing collective interests alone is a moth of socialism and a stumbling block to the advance of the party and the country, which needs to be severely criticized and re-educated.

Then the leader of the Red X soldiers in the village came to the stage, prudently exposed the behavior of the village director Chen Liguo's family secretly hiding food, and then escorted the people to the high platform.

Ye Qiu saw Chen Liguo, the village director who used to be kind and kind, and his daughter-in-law Qin Chunxia, at this time, the two of them were disheveled, and their faces were haggard.

The escort was four big men in the village, kicked and poofed twice, and Chen Liguo and his daughter-in-law knelt on the ground towards the villagers.

When the villagers heard Chen Liguo's accusations, they blew up the sky and ordered them to look at each other angrily, and it turned out that the village chief turned out to be a big moth of socialism, and they condemned it one after another.

Red X soldiers began to batch/fight.

First, let the village chief's son criticize his father. His son and daughter-in-law came to power with a displeased face, and immediately declared that they would sever their father-son relationship with this socialist scum moth. Then stepped down under Chen Liguo's incredulous gaze.

Then there is the villager criticism/fight. Some of those who had grievances with the village director stepped forward and slapped Chen Liguo in the face. Chen Liguo is very eye-catching, but unfortunately he is used to pretending to be a peaceful old man, and he is old, so he has no momentum at all. It also gave people another slap.

Chen Liguo had a grudge in his heart, glared at the stunned mother-in-law beside him, thought about his son who had cut off relations with him, and looked at the villagers who hated them to the core. I thought to myself, I will pull people on my back if I die, so I shouted, "Huang Xuezhong, don't you want to know the whereabouts of the lost three hundred catties of grain?" ”

Secretary Huang waved his hand, and the critic stopped, "Who is it?" ”

Chen Liguo looked at the black and linen villagers below, and said coldly, "My mother-in-law said that it is the people in the village who collect the grain. ”

Suddenly, the scene was quiet, and they all wondered if they were from their own family.