When her mother heard that Niu Aihua was stealing eggs, she immediately ran over, and Niu Aihua asked Xiao Wu to enter the house quickly.

The mother pointed to Niu Aihua and said, "Niu Aihua, if you want to be shameless, you will steal all the eggs!" ”

"Which dog of yours saw me stealing your eggs?" Niu Aihua pinched her waist, glanced at Xiao Wu, who had already hidden the eggs, and then said proudly. "If you have eggs at home, others can't afford to eat them?"

My mother, who was flushed with anger, pulled me home, and said, "The eggs haven't come back yet." ”

"What do you want, who do you want to go to the brute who doesn't admit the stolen goods with the head of the person?" Mother said.

"Who do you say is a brute, Zhang Xiumei, you don't have any basis for criticizing, and you don't slander people." Niu Aihua said. "You're the brute!"

Mother snorted and said, "You love flowers, people are doing it, the sky is watching, be careful that one day the retribution comes, you will regret it too late." ”

"I regret why your mother didn't strangle you to death when she gave birth!" Niu Aihua roared with her teeth and claws, and the spit in her mouth squirted everywhere.

Niu Aihua resolutely refused to admit even if I saw the act of stealing eggs, and her attitude was arrogant, and when Xiao Wu and Zhao Dahai came to play with me at night, I kept ignoring Xiao Wu, Xiao Wu asked: "Jiang Rong, why don't you ignore me?" ”

"Your mom stole my eggs!" I glared at Xiao Wu and said.

Xiao Wu looked embarrassed, and he didn't admit it, so he played marbles with Zhao Dahai and went home

At night, the sound of Niu Aihua and Ma Aiguo quarreling came from their yard, and Xiao Wu told Ma Aiguo about the sound of Niu Aihua stealing eggs, and Ma Aiguo naturally quarreled with Niu Aihua.

The harvest that year was not good, and the children of Sanlitun would go to the field every day to pick up ears of wheat, and if any child could pick up a bundle of ears of wheat at the end of the day, the adults would reward them with a boiled egg, or put a tablespoon of oil when frying cicadas.

At the end of the wheat season, the children of some families can pick up more than half a bag of wheat, and the adults of all families will talk about it all day long.

And Xiao Wu was scolded by Niu Aihua all day long at that time, everyone was as thin as a monkey, only Xiao Wu was still a fat man.

At that time, the civil war was in full swing, and the national army printed a large amount of money, which led to the chaos of the market economy, and many people starved to death, and after the crops, the public grain handed in was much higher than in previous years.

Everyone thought that after handing over the public grain, the remaining grain plus the usual food for digging wild vegetables should be enough to survive the winter, but who knows that even a month has not passed, and the national army ordered to pay the public grain again, on the grounds that the grain tax for the coming year should be paid first.

The people complained that any resistance would be useless, and they could only honestly hand over the family's already small surplus food again.

However, Beiping was fine at that time, but only paid the tax for the next year, and it is said that in some places, the tax burden on the fields was increased by more than 20 times compared with the end of the Qing Dynasty, and some places raised taxes in advance until 40 years later.

Beiping's economy was greatly damaged, and some harsh taxes could not be collected from the common people, so they could only use some factories to open the knife, even Uncle Qin's factories could not be spared.

Dozens of factories in Beiping at that time closed down one after another, not only the textile factory where Ma Aiguo was located, but also the shoe factory where Ma Aimin and Ma Aiguo were located, although Uncle Qin was the boss of the hall, but he could not openly oppose the national army, and the Qin Gongtang branch occupied various urban areas, and his subordinates had to eat, and the people in the mixed hall had no land to plant, so in order to fill their stomachs, how many people did the livelihood of burning, killing and plundering.

When the gendarmerie occupied Beiping, the people were in a panic all day, but now that they have only been gone, the people of Beiping are even more afraid, and the road is full of hungry and red-eyed homeless people all day long, and the food they grab is not much different from livestock.

After Ma Aiguo was unemployed at home, he quarreled with Niu Aihua all day long, and the noise of these two people in Tunzi was all day long, and trivial things could be noisy so that the whole Tunzi knew.

At that time, Ta Kung Pao had a huge influence, and Ma Aiguo's poem praising the national army was published in Ta Kung Pao, and the town's cultural office attached great importance to it, and invited Ma Aiguo to the cultural office, and the staff of the cultural office discussed cultural propaganda in the new era.

In those days, Ma Aiguo could eat a mouthful of oil every day, and he helped publish several issues of the board newspaper in the cultural office, although the unit did not pay him, but gave him a bag of flour as a reward.

Ma Aiguo got a bag of flour is almost unknown to everyone, Niu Aihua talks about it when he meets people, and asks when he sees people: "Alas, do you know that our patriotic help town leaders come out to report that they will give him a bag of flour, which is flour, who can afford to eat noodles this year!" ”

If some villagers get tired of hearing this and turn their heads and leave, Niu Aihua will look like they have eaten flies and say, "At first glance, they can't afford to eat grapes and say that grapes are sour." ”

In those days, Niu Aihua didn't know how many noodles she had fermented, steaming steamed buns all day long, and when she ate steamed buns, she moved a small bench to sit at the door, especially for the children after school to see.

Everyone couldn't help drooling when they saw the fragrant and big steamed buns, and a group of people were happy and noisy, but they all became silent when they saw the steamed buns.

Niu Aihua will beckon Xiao Wu over at this time and say, "Son, come on, Mom has a steamed bun for you to eat." ”

As soon as Xiao Wu took a bite, Niu Aihua asked, "Is it fragrant?" ”

"Incense." Xiao Wu nodded and said.

"Louder!" Niu Aihua pinched Xiao Wu's ass and said.

"Ouch, feed me, drop a good girl~ fragrant!" Xiao Wu bared his teeth and shouted.

My mother came out of the yard when she heard the children's screams, and when she saw me standing by and watching Xiao Wu eat steamed buns, she beckoned me home.

I said, "Mom, I want to eat steamed buns too." ”

"What kind of steamed buns to eat, every household doesn't eat steamed buns, she loves flowers and eats steamed buns, she eats inverted rice." My mother said as she pulled me home.

"What is a dumpling?" I asked.

"It's the food of the dead, this cow loves flowers and is not far from death."

Mother is extremely disgusted with cows and flowers, and I don't know when the topic of cows and flowers will become mean.

At that time, every family in Beiping could not have enough to eat, especially some craftsmen who did not farm.

The dung pick-up in the south and north of the city has a trip to the mouth to reward money to buy food, the cart puller can run around the alley to get a big son to buy a cake to make a mouth, even the gentleman who tells the story in the teahouse grinds his lips for a long time, and there are guests who invite him to eat a dish and a soup of dry rice.

Only the pear orchard line is the most sluggish craft line in this year.

Whether it is a storyteller and a singer, or a bamboo board and a street brick, it is a livelihood of the lower ninth-rate people who are close to the lives of the common people.

Those who listen to the drama in the theater want to sell a seat, those who charter the venue need to charter the venue, those who invite the corner ask for the pomp money, and the play is ordered to let the corner sing.

But these days, you can barely pretend to be full for a day when you drink saliva, who has the spare money to listen to the play? Even if there is, you can't always count on the reward of one or two financiers, a troupe consumes more than one Yuan Datou in a day, rice to eat, gnocchi soup to drink, clothes to wear, all aspects are money.

Therefore, the opera troupe of Liyuan Xing has become a troupe of performing arts in the rivers and lakes, and the operas that only elegant people are blessed to hear have been sung to all towns and villages.

What made the children of Liyuan even more unbearable was that on the way to the opera, groups of villagers left the scene, and all that remained was to look at their bells and whistles and clothes, and make a fresh picture.

In order to feed the children of the Liyuan Opera Troupe, Master Long naturally performed from village to village, but the result was often very little, and their skills were not run to the rivers and lakes. Those who run the rivers and lakes rely on tricks, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a knife to lick blood, and the drama of Liyuan Xing is, to put it bluntly, a play that ordinary people can't understand at all.

The next morning, Master Long and Master Guan asked Hu Xiaomeng to lead a group of junior brothers, holding an inverted gong in their hands to beg for food from house to house, and almost nine out of ten families bombarded them away.

Until the tour of Liyuan Xing came to Dayao Village next to Qiantang Town.

Dayao Village is in the direction of Sanlitun to the north, which is the only village with a bathhouse among the nearby villages, close to the abandoned coal mine, and Jiang Sheng secretly dug coal one night.

Dayao Village is a relatively wealthy village compared to other villages, Master Guan inquired when he took his apprentices to act, not only the landlords of Dayao Village like to listen to operas, but also the rich families who open bathhouses also like to listen to operas.