The room suddenly fell silent, and everyone stared at this usually taciturn Sile who only knew how to eat and work. The grandchildren of the Zhou family all have nicknames with the word "music", the old man Zhou gave the nickname "Da Le" in order to express his happiness when the eldest grandson was born, and the second grandson was called "Erle" after he was born, and the future grandchildren were ranked in turn, Zhou Chen ranked fourth among the grandchildren of the Zhou family, and the family called him Sile.

"Throw it away? Who else can you eat!? Mrs. Zhou jumped up in the kang with a snort, leaned forward with shaking hands, and pointed her fingers at Zhou Chen little by little, she was sitting cross-legged on the kang, so excited that her whole ass almost left the kang, "Who are you glaring at?" You eat me and drink mine, I raised you and raised revenge? You have a bad conscience! Who else do you have in your eyes? The sharp scolding shook people's ears numb, Zhou Chen stood on the ground and his face was flushed, and his clenched fists began to tremble.

In fact, Zhou Wanwan has been used to hearing Mrs. Zhou's scolding and crying since she was a child, and she has to come to such a show every three or five times, which can be counted among the women in their entire Sanjiatun, don't care about anything, if you provoke Mrs. Zhou, everyone will have a headache.

Mrs. Zhou can't stop scolding enough this time, listening to this beginning, she is annoyed and angry. Zhou Wanwan can be sure that it was Mrs. Zhou who advocated throwing her out yesterday, and Mrs. Zhou must have known that she was still angry when she was thrown out. was questioned by Zhou Chenyi today, and his heart was empty.

But Mrs. Zhou is not an ordinary person, she knows that she will never hold her tail and be a person if she loses money, but will intensify her sprinkling, and when she will make everyone anxious and have to compromise with her.

Zhou Wanwan was worried that Zhou Chen would be wronged, and a quilt on the kang tip suddenly lifted up, and Zhou Hongying, who slept with yellow hair like a chicken nest, sat up with a nose and a face, "Don't let people sleep!" What's the noise in the morning? ”

Zhou Hongying completely inherited Mrs. Zhou's genes, and when she shouted in her voice, the tone was not lower than that of Mrs. Zhou, and the ears of the whole family were tortured again.

Mrs. Zhou lost her temper by her daughter, and she was angry. In the past, he pressed Zhou Hongying back into the quilt, covered the quilt, and said in a soft tone like the two of them just now, "Ying'er, you can sleep for a while, it's still early." How cold it is now, my mother will keep breakfast for you. You squint a little longer. The hand was still patting lightly on Zhou Hongying's back, with a motherly face.

Mrs. Zhou coaxed Zhou Hongying, stared at Zhou Chen viciously, and was afraid of Zhou Hongying, who was sleeping, so she didn't continue to splash, but tapped him with her fingers in the air, and went to sew her unfinished patch.

This stubble is over. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

The door of the east outer room was opened, and Zhou Fu, the eldest grandson of the Zhou family, who was wearing a black cotton jacket and a dogskin hat with exposed cotton, walked in with one foot high and one foot low. Zhou Fu broke his leg when he was a child, and then he didn't pick it up, one leg was a little short, and he didn't look good when he walked, but he didn't delay doing any farm work. While patting the frost flowers and snow foam on his body, he asked Zhou Chen on the side of the kang in a humble voice: "Sile, why didn't you go to the team to work for breakfast (two hours of work before breakfast)?" The captain asked. ”

Without waiting for Zhou Chen to answer, Wang Fengying's big voice sounded in shock, "Oh, mom! Not really! Why didn't Silezi go to work early? This will delay the division of work! ”

"Why doesn't the eldest aunt never go to work early, and now I know that I feel sorry for those two jobs?" Zhou Chen didn't even look at Wang Fengying, sitting on the edge of the kang to tie the straps of his Wula shoes.

"Whose women do you see still going to work in the morning?" Wang Fengying said it very justifiably.

"I went to the street before (read gai, a sound) Aunt Zhao, Tundongtou Li Youzi's daughter-in-law, and the three daughters-in-law of Mrs. Li's family, and there are dozens of women who work early in the whole production team, and the eldest aunt doesn't know?" Zhou Chen tied one shoe and then another, and then squeezed Wang Fengying unhurriedly, "If women don't go to early work, they have to cook breakfast at home and do housework, the eldest aunt has never cooked our family's breakfast, and your family's clothes are all washed by the second aunt and the eldest sister, right?" ”

Wang Fengying's face turned red when Zhou Chen said it, and she couldn't find a reason to refute him, so she was panting.

"Mother, let's eat. I have to work after eating. Zhou Fu still couldn't look past it and helped his mother out of the siege.

"Alas! Dine! Wang Fengying agreed happily, but her buttocks stuck to the edge of the kang but didn't move, but shouted outside: "His second aunt, why don't you eat?" Da Le is back! ”

Zhou Ping walked in from the kitchen, carrying a black four-corner kang table, a 22-year-old girl, it was a little reluctant to move a kang table, Zhou Chen went over to help her carry it, and the two worked together to put the kang table on the kang, Zhou Ping wiped it with the rag in his hand again, and walked out silently.

Zhou Ping, like her mother Li Guizhi, has no sense of existence at home, and only works with his head bored every day. In the words of Mrs. Zhou, it is "three sticks can't beat a fart"! Li Guizhi has been married for more than 20 years and has not given birth to a boy, which has become the biggest reason why Mrs. Zhou looks at her unpleasantly. Wang Fengying also bullied her because of this, and all the housework at home was thrown to her, and she never dared to say a word "no". It's good for hens that don't lay eggs to raise you, and you still dare to pick three or four?

Zhou Ping grew up with his mother in this kind of abuse and bullying since he was a child, and slowly became the same character as his mother, keeping his head down silently every day, only knowing how to work.

Zhou Chen took Zhou Wanwan and Zhou Lan to the kang and made room for dinner. He went to put up the table on the floor, and then turned around and went to the kitchen to help with the dishes and chopsticks.

Li Guizhi took Zhou Ping and Zhou Chen back and forth several times to put the food on the table, and Zhou Xia also finished the fire and walked into the house. Wang Fengying shouted at Dongli just now: "Erle! Erya! Come out to eat! ”

As soon as the curtain of the door in the east room was lifted, Zhou Juan walked out, wearing a white-washed red blouse, revealing a yellow fake collar sewn on her cotton jacket. This kind of false collar is the most common thing in this era, it is difficult to disassemble and wash the cotton jacket, sew a fake collar made of cloth or wool on the collar that is easy to get dirty, and remove the fake collar to wash when it is dirty, which is very convenient and beautiful.

Although she is also hungry and thin, Zhou Juan's face has a lot more vitality than Zhou Ping, coupled with brightly colored clothes, beautiful facial features, and slender figure, she is a very beautiful girl.

Behind Zhou Juan, Zhou Jun, who was kicking and following Tala, who was pulling the torn cotton shoes with the heels of his shoes collapsed, was fifteen years old, and he was still wiping his nose with the sleeves of the cotton jacket as he walked, and the front and sleeves of the black cotton jacket were so dirty that they were shiny.

The family men and women were divided into separate tables, Old Man Zhou took his son and grandson to sit on the kang table, and Mrs. Zhou took her daughter-in-law and granddaughter to sit at the table. Because the second son Zhou Chunxi, the third son Zhou Chunliang, and the fourth son Zhou Chunlai went to the Gancha River Water Conservancy Base 200 miles away, eating and living there, and they could only come back before the year.

At the table of women on the ground, Mrs. Zhou took her eldest daughter-in-law Wang Fengying, second daughter-in-law Li Guizhi, eldest granddaughter Zhou Ping, second granddaughter Zhou Juan, and third granddaughter Zhou Xia to sit.

Breakfast is simple, vegetable leaves mushy with old pickles. The paste is made by boiling all kinds of cabbage, radish, wild vegetables, and other edible things that can be found in the autumn with plain water, boiling the water, and then sprinkling a few handfuls of cornmeal. Cornmeal is not pure cornmeal, this autumn each person will be given 30 pounds of corn cob with skin, how dare you rub off the grain to grind the flour, the whole corn cob with the outer skin plus some corn stalks together into powder, when eating the paste, sprinkle two handfuls. I just saved money to eat, and the food I received was not enough to eat until next year's wheat harvest, so I could only hope that next spring there would be no more severe drought and that I could find some wild vegetables to satisfy my hunger.

Wild vegetable paste is a big pot on the men's table and a small pot on the women's table. The basin on the table was placed in front of Mrs. Zhou and distributed by her.

Last year's great drought, nothing grew in the ground, the grass was snatched back by the hungry people and boiled and eaten, the leaves and bark of the trees were eaten as long as they were eaten without the dead, and the small cold mountain ten miles away, there were three or four hundred acres of woods in a radius, and the bark was picked up clean, and there was nothing left of the grass roots. The radishes and cabbages in the vegetable garden at home are saved from people's mouths and watered, and they are hidden like treasures, and a little bit of boiled paste is taken out every day.

The old pickles were pickled four or five years ago, black as stones, and smelled sour. That's it, there can only be one table and one small plate, and it would be good for each person to get two.

On the kang table, the men each had an old stoneware bowl, which was filled with paste, and began to drink it. Zhou Jun's big yellow snot hung under his nose, he didn't care about it, he just buried his head in drinking mush, seeing that the snot fell into the bowl, he sucked it up, half of the snot was sucked in, and then lowered his head to drink the mush, drank a few mouthfuls of snot and hung it out again, he sucked again, and the cycle continued......

On the women's table, Mrs. Zhou began to distribute the meals, first giving the old girl Zhou Hongying a full bowl to keep, then serving half a bowl to herself, and then giving more than half a bowl to Zhou Juan, "Er Ya is going to the township today, eat more." ”

Zhou Juan happily took the bowl, glanced at Zhou Ping's mother and daughter ostentatiously, and gave a guarantee to Mrs. Zhou: "Milk, Wei Guo said, he can get us soybean cakes soon, and we will have sauce to eat next year." Let's see if Uncle Xu can get some pigs back and put them in the water, and then give the grandfather and grandmother a tooth sacrifice. ”

Xu Weiguo is Zhou Juan's fiancé, Xu Weiguo and his father Xu Yidao are the butchers of the township food station, because they can occasionally get the pig's head, hooves, and water, and become the envy of the villagers.

After Xu Weiguo's father changed from "Xu Dafart" to "Xu Yidao" who sold meat at the food station, he also changed from "Xu Erdazi" to Xu Weiguo. Later, Xu Weiguo fell in love with Zhou Juan, a flower in ten miles and eight towns, of course the Zhou family couldn't ask for it, the two have been engaged for two years, and the Xu family came to discuss marriage this year, but Mrs. Zhou didn't agree. She wants to keep Zhou Juan for another year, Zhou Juan can earn a share of the production team's work at home, and she can also distribute more food for one person, and the girl's family doesn't eat much, which can help the family a lot.

After distributing most of the bowls to Zhou Juan, the paste in the basin was no longer enough for half a bowl per person, Mrs. Zhou glanced at the people on the table, and served half a bowl to the eldest daughter-in-law, and the rest to the second daughter-in-law, the eldest granddaughter, the third granddaughter and the fourth granddaughter. In the end, Mrs. Zhou scraped the porridge bowl with a prickly sound, poured a little soup and water into her bowl, and licked the spoon and porridge basin again before it was finished.