Fu Shun saw white smoke coming from the chimney of Yang Laosi's house from a distance, and they must have gone home in a hurry. Fushun forgot the pain and hurriedly ran home, poured part of the grass into the grass trough of the bullpen, and poured the rest into a large bamboo frame specially for grass.

"Fushun, scoop up the rice and eat," Yang Zegui, who was a little talker, called this son of the opposite sex over, "bring out the pickles and rice soup!" Yang lame pestle on crutches and brought two bowls of dried rice with red lotus to the table in the hall. A few grains of rice stuck to the top of the sweet potatoes, and the large pieces of sweet potatoes turned yellow in the red, and the sweet potatoes that had been in the cellar for the winter already had a rotten smell. Fugui put down a large pot of rice soup and looked at the poor lunch—no different from the pig in the cauldron. He patted his muddy hands and prepared to eat.

"What's on your face?" Yang Laosi found the injury in the corner of Fu Shun's eye.

"Oh, I...... When mowing the grass—" Fu Shun disguised in a panic, "he tugged." ”

"Oh, pay attention, don't go to the cliff on a rainy day to mow the grass!" The lame man did not blame, but told this son to be extra careful when working, "In the afternoon, we will choose the grain seeds, and you will carry them to the third team to raise small seedlings." "In the era when hybrid rice and film breeding were not yet implemented, raising seedlings was very troublesome. Each village or production team has a special seedling room, the grain is evenly spread in the dustpan when the small white buds bubble out in the water, and put them into the seedling room with constant temperature and warmth, after six or seven days, the millet grows roots, and the small white buds grow into yellow and green seedlings, and then transplant them to the semi-dry and half-thin paddy fields one by one, and then transplant them to the deep-water field again after they grow to the height of the cluster of twenty or thirty centimeters.

When Yang Zegui was sitting on the small bench picking up grain seeds, Shufang and her mother came back. "Fourth, the matter is settled, we will meet again at the Xie family on the first day of next month, and we will get engaged this year." Fourth sister-in-law Yang hurriedly told Yang Shuzi the good news.

"Well," Lao Yang didn't say much, "You take Fushun to the third team to raise Xiao Yangha!" ”

In the afternoon, Fushun and his third mother went to the "three teams". The third team is far away, farther than Yangjiawan Primary School, but the nearest seedling room in the village is there. This time, we had to pass through the Bay of Lives and bypass the village's primary school.

Fushun said, mother, there should be a path, right? Her mother said, yes, the mud path is very rotten, and I dare not walk. Fushun asked, then why not build a road? His mother said, your father said that he had talked about building roads many times, and in the end his foot was broken, and no one went to do it. Fushun said, I'll fix it. Her mother smiled and ignored it.

It was dark, and the family went into the bedroom to get ready to rest without having dinner. Kerosene lamps lit up in the sloping rooms on both sides of the hall.

Fu Shun was lying on the bed, looking at the dilapidated tiled roof with his eyes open, a huge gray spider got into the "inclined room" through the crack in the wall of the hall, the eldest sister and the second sister were chatting about Xie Guoqiang's honesty, and the younger sister tried to tell the two sisters the story of the crow drinking water several times but did not get a response. "Shufei, come here, you give me the story of drinking the crow!" Fu Shun sat up and pulled the old quilt over to cover the legs of Qing and Zi.

"You don't understand it. By the way, brother, did you sneak to our school today? Shufei remembered one thing, Brother Jin Hua sued her on the way out of school, and Fushun was beaten by Yang Zejian.

"No...... No, right..."Liu Fushun was speechless for a long time, "Hmm... went..."

"Don't you go for two days, it's a shame......" In the eyes of the little sister, this brother who wants to go to school is embarrassing her, "Also, brother, don't mess with the cheap dog, dare to beat Teacher Yang, you deserve it!" ”

The two older sisters heard the younger sister's words. "Fushun, where did you get from being beaten?" The eldest sister has always been more concerned about this younger brother.

"It's nothing. He is revenge. Fushun told the three sisters what happened that day in the well paddy field.

"These people know how to bully the weak, and when I am admitted to college......" Shufen, who said this, suddenly remembered that she would not be able to go to school soon, her face darkened, and her voice became much quieter, "Forget it, I won't be able to go to school for a few days anyway." ”

"What?" The three brothers and sisters were surprised in unison.

"I'm not going to school, what's the matter," Shufen raised her voice again, "Don't read it, come back and cut the grass and pull the pigweed, just like the eldest sister, try your best to find someone to marry!" Shufen cried and told her brothers and sisters about her father's school today, but she told her not to mention to her father that she still wanted to go to school.

"What's the fuss when you're sleepy?" Yang Laosi yelled across the hall, he was worried that resting too late would affect the learning of the two children.

This night, Shufang didn't fall asleep, she was still thinking about the simple Xie Guoqiang and what kind of dowry she would have.

This night, Shufen didn't fall asleep, she covered the quilt and sobbed, afraid that she would not go to school when she woke up.

This night, Fu Shun didn't fall asleep, he was in pain all over his body, and his thoughts stayed on Shufen's last sentence - find someone to marry. He thought, if Yang Guiying and Yang Shufen are going to marry him, who should he marry?

Who to marry was the question he thought about in the first half of the night, and in the second half of the night, he thought about building a road, a wide stone road, no longer passing by the Bay of Human Life, and soon he could reach the Jade Emperor Temple.

At breakfast, Fushun told Yang Zegui about the idea of building a road. Yang Zegui took a sip of rice soup and looked at Fushun: "Why do you want to build roads?" ”

"I went to the third team with my mother yesterday, it was too winding. Besides, so many babies want to go to school, all of them go around the bay of human life, and that place is scary...... "In fact, Fushun has this idea is not a day or two, it is too important to have a good road, obviously on the opposite side of Mao'er Mountain can open up a road, ancestors have been around for generations, Wizard Yang said that the mountain can't move, the stones on the mountain can't hit, Yang Laosi doesn't believe in this evil, and his foot is broken." However, the old Chinese medicine doctor of the third team in the village rushed to the foot of the mountain to see a doctor at night, and in order to hurry up and take the muddy shortcut in the mountain, he also broke his foot, and the sick person also missed the treatment time, and died with a whimper. Yang Laosi wants to build roads, and he dreams of it.

"Then which discipline are you cultivating alone?"

"I'm not alone, you tell your father-in-law, tell him to go to the mountains to do a dharma, and call on everyone to come and cultivate together, and my father-in-law will be able to beat him with a magic stone." Fushun's father-in-law is Shufen's grandfather, Wizard Yang. It seems that Fushun has thought about it a long time ago.

Yang Zegui pushed the chopsticks in front of him, took out a handful of leaf cigarettes, and said, "Your father-in-law is not allowed to go, he is an old feudal." If you want to repair, you can do spring plowing right away, and then you will repair it when you are done, I will tell your uncles and uncles, this is a good thing. They don't repair, we two masters will repair it! ”

Fu Shun took a sip of rice soup, swallowed the roasted bun in his hand after a few bites of pickles. "Yes, Dad, I'm done with my life. That one...... Shufen is not ......"

"Ahem...... cough ......" Shufen coughed twice, "What's wrong, isn't it, I'm going to study, you can build the road for a good life, and after the road is repaired, Shufei won't have to go around to school!" ”

"Well, brother, I support you when you build the road, I and Brother Jinhua said that they all came to support you." Little Shufei suddenly had a few more good feelings for her brother.

Yang Zegui's mother-in-law didn't say a word, and when she saw that everyone had lost the dishes and chopsticks, she hurriedly put away the dishes and went to the kitchen. She responded in her heart, she absolutely believed in Wizard Yang's words, if the road could be repaired, it would not have dragged on until now, and if Yang Laosi went to the human life bay on the eastern side of Mao'er Mountain that year, his leg would not have been broken. She believes in fate, she is destined to have no son, and her man is destined to be crippled, is it destined that this adopted son will not survive? Thinking of this, she shuddered.

In the evening, Shufen came home, carried back all the books and pans she had in school, put them on the table in the hall, and dropped three yuan. "Father, mother, I decided, I won't study, Mr. Tian said that I will refund three yuan after deducting the tuition fee for the book. I'm going to come back and build roads, too! Shufen didn't describe too much about Teacher Tian's helpless retention, and after speaking, she brought a high bench and climbed up to remove all the awards she had won from elementary school to junior high school and pasted on the wall.

"What are you going to do?" Yang Shuzi yelled in annoyance. Shufen was very calm, "Don't do anything!" She took the certificate of good geography one by one, wrapped it in a piece of newspaper, and moved it into the crowded Xilanting house along with her textbooks.

A thick stack of books was neatly arranged in two baskets, Shufen glanced at it and returned to the hall, she resolutely said that she was going to build a road.

The whole family watched Shufen's coherent movements in amazement, and no one tried to persuade her, and no one yelled at her again.

She's really going to build roads, with Fushun!