Chapter 36: Yang Deng's hometown

Yang Deng's home is in a small remote village called Sanjianfang on the shore of Weishan Lake in Pei County, the northernmost part of Yuzhou City, surrounded by reeds.

Three rooms, as the name suggests, this small village is really small to the extreme, according to Yang Deng, at the beginning of liberation, there were only three families here, hence the name, and now there are only a dozen families in three rooms, which are also bred from the original three families.

The village is so small that it did not even have a village-level organization when the cooperative was established, and now the village is still administratively managed by a large village more than a dozen miles away.

Under her guidance, when it was dark, the Grand Cherokee entered the three rooms along the potholed reed road and stopped at the door of an old courtyard.

In fact, when he first entered the village, Tang Dou was already shocked.

He grew up in a bustling metropolis, and his understanding of the countryside is limited to film and television, but most of the countryside he sees from film and television are some new rural atmosphere, and the small western-style buildings make people in the city feel envious, and the three rooms presented in front of him at this moment completely subvert the good impression of the countryside in his mind.

More than a dozen courtyards are intertwined, there are brick houses and billet houses, and only half of these dozen or so families live here.

There were only a few houses in the whole village, and the bright lights of the Grand Cherokee shook the whole village, and people came out of their houses to wonder who would come on this big night.

Seeing that the Grand Cherokee had stopped, the people gathered around, but they didn't dare to get too close, and kept a considerable distance.

Yang Deng jumped out of the passenger seat, and the uncle and aunt called him a circle, and people came to their senses, and a few children squeezed through the legs of adults: "Sister Deng, it's Sister Deng who is back." โ€

A half-grown man ran directly into the yard next to the Grand Cherokee, and as soon as he entered the courtyard, he had already shouted: "Uncle Yang, auntie, my sister Deng is back, and she came back in a big car." โ€

Tang Dou squeezed a smile on his face, greeted the onlookers, and hurriedly helped Yang Deng move things down from the car, and at this time he seemed to understand why Yang Deng stopped and bought so many things in the county just now, cigarettes, melon seeds, candy, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, books, stationery, etc., he could open a grocery store, and filled the trunk and back seat of the entire Cherokee, but such a large pile of things only cost more than a thousand yuan in total.

This money was spent by Yang Deng himself, and Tang Dou had already figured out Yang Deng's temper, so he wouldn't pay out of his pocket to do that kind of boring thing.

When the things were moved down, where to use Tang Dou and Yang lanterns to do it, someone had already stepped forward to help move the things to the yard, and at this time, the courtyard lights in the yard were also lit up.

It should be that the whole village was alarmed, adults and children crowded over, there were more than 20 people, surrounded by Tang Dou and Yang Deng, and walked into the courtyard, and the laughter was more lively than rushing to the market.

Walking into the courtyard, people consciously dodged a passage, at the other end of the passage, a thin and tall old man was pushing a wheelchair along the passage to the door, the old man looked sixty or seventy years old, full of silver hair cut into a small flat head style, but the old man's waist was straight, and his steps were also very steady, not showing any old age.

There was a graceful woman who looked only forty years old in the wheelchair, and the woman had already stretched out her hands in tears when she saw Yang Deng walking into the door from a distance, and shouted in a trembling voice: "Deng, come to Mom." โ€

"Mom." Yang Deng dropped his luggage and ran over quickly, squatting in front of the woman's wheelchair and hugging the woman's knees, crying silently.

The woman cupped Yang Deng's cheek and said tremblingly, "Let Mom see if she's thin." โ€

"Mom, I've gained two pounds." Yang Deng burst into tears and smiled, with tears on his face.

The corner of the tall old man behind the wheelchair also showed a smile on the corner of his mouth, and he asked kindly, "Why are you back at this time, aren't you about to start school?" โ€

Yang Deng tilted his head and looked at the old man and said, "Counting five days left today, I can live at home for four days." Dad, don't you want me to come back? โ€

It turned out that this was the legendary Yang Yanyan, although Tang Dou had already guessed it, but it was determined with Yang Deng's sentence 'Dad'.

Tang Dou didn't know if he stepped forward to say hello now, most of the villagers in the yard were staring at him curiously, which made him feel a little at a loss.

At this time, Yang raised his head and stared at the direction where Tang Dou was, and asked Yang Deng, "Who sent you back, and you didn't invite anyone to sit down, there are no rules." โ€

Tang Dou noticed that Yang Yanyan's eyes were closed, and his eye sockets were also deeply sunken, obviously blind, it seemed that the legendary past was indeed true.

Hearing Yang's inquiry, Yang Deng stood up from the wheelchair very resolutely, walked to Tang Dou's side, graciously took Tang Dou's hand, led him to his parents, and introduced: "Tang Dou, let me introduce you, this is my parents, my parents, this is my prospective boyfriend Tang Dou, a native of Jinling, if you agree, we will continue to date." โ€

Rub, it turns out that it's just a prospective boyfriend?

And listening to this, if Yang Deng's parents don't agree, the matter between the two will be blown up.

Tang Dou's forehead showed a black line, and he bowed to Yang Deng's parents in a regular manner.

Yang Deng's mother smiled and said hello, but peeked at Yang.

Yang nodded expressionlessly: "Let's talk about this later, go make tea, the villagers are here, why don't you hurry up and prepare tea and candy." โ€

The villagers laughed and said that you are welcome, no one moved, but sent the offspring to run home to move the chairs and Maza.

At this time, the young student who ran into the door in advance to ventilate the news had already walked out of the house with two hot water bottles, and said with a smile: "The tea has been brewed, why don't you use Sister Deng, a college student, to do it herself." โ€

Tang Dou committed an occupational disease, and noticed that one of the two pots in the hands of the latter was printed with the glorious image of the soldiers of the New Fourth Army waving their arms, and there was a line of big red letters that read: 'Power comes out of the barrel of a gun', and the other pot was printed with the portrait of Grandpa Mao.

Hearing that Tang Dou was Yang Deng's boyfriend, the eyes of those villagers looking at Tang Dou became more enthusiastic, but people noticed that Tang Dou was still wearing the black hoop on his arm, and it was not easy to ask questions.

It didn't take much effort, but the descendants moved Mazha stools and the like one after another, and people sat down in a circle, and some brought two bricks and sat on the ground like that.

A kang table was set up in the middle of the circle, and the table was full of peanuts, melon seeds, candy and cigarettes, which was as festive as the New Year.

Yang Deng and the posterity named Sixi used the bowl of the family to pour a bowl of tea for some elderly people, the bowl was not enough, it was impossible to cover everything, the tea was brewed in a warm pot, rough and bold, full of earthy smell.

Yang Deng opened a box of Coke and put a can in front of everyone, including those who already had tea, but in exchange for the voices of several old people accusing her of spending money recklessly, Tang Dou noticed that after two old people wiped the can of Coke with their sleeves, they carefully put it into their pockets, presumably to take it back and wait for their grandchildren to drink.

Everyone was talking together, Tang Dou couldn't interject, probably because of the black hoop on his arm, people were also cautious when talking to him, but the gaze at Tang Dou made him feel very cordial.

At this time, Yang Deng stretched out his hand to summon Tang Dou over and helped divide the things she brought back into more than a dozen portions, some bags had two more packs of cigarettes and a few fewer books, and some bags had more bottles of soy sauce and less vinegar, anyway, the contents of each bag were different.

The villagers sat for almost an hour, and then they got up to say goodbye, Yang Deng hurriedly sent the bags that had been divided to each family, and after a lot of pushing, the noisy yard was quiet.

The three rooms are also more than ten miles away from the nearest village, and these daily necessities are nothing in the eyes of others, but they are more precious than anything else in the eyes of the residents of the three rooms.

At this time, Yang Deng's mother nodded apologetically to Tang Dou: "Xiao Tang, let Lao Yang accompany you to talk first, I'm a little tired, let Deng send me back to the room to rest first." Wait a while, let the lamp fry the two dishes, and you two have a drink. โ€

Tang Dou hurriedly got up and was polite, Yang Deng glanced at Tang Dou, turned around and pushed his mother into the house, presumably the two of them also had a lot of private things to say. For mobile phone users, please visit wรจnhttp://mnet

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