Ji Yu broke out, and the effect was almost immediate.

When Ji Mingmao was pumped with a stick at the entrance of the village, everyone just thought that she was not easy to mess with, but after this time, there was a consensus in everyone's hearts, so what is not easy to mess with, if it is not to be provoked at all!

My own aunt was swollen by the big-eared shavers, although the Zhu family deserved it, but this was too ...... What's too much, I can't find anything wrong, what she says is reasonable, and she should do it......

I can only say that this girl is too powerful, don't offend her easily!

The rumors about Ji Yu in the village suddenly decreased.

It's not that everyone believes Ji Yu's words, and there is no doubt in their hearts, but it is more important than curiosity about their own face.

Ji Yu and Widow Xie took the time to go to the sixth grandmother's house to discuss matters with her son. It's the one who broke half of his leg and survived the battlefield.

The sixth grandmother's house is on the very edge of the village, and the crumbling thatched hut is not even as good as the broken shack where Ji Yu lives.

In the courtyard, an old man over half a hundred years old sat on a broken futon, his hands did not stop for a moment, and he bowed his head to weave something.

A simple shed was built in a corner against the wall, and the clay stove made of mud embryos was low and small, and the sixth grandmother, who was in her eighties, was sitting in front of the pot door, stirring back and forth in the pot with a spoon.

Ji Yu glanced into the pot, it was black and mushy, and she couldn't tell what it was.

She was standing by the pot, but the sixth grandmother didn't react.

Widow Xie pointed to her brain, and then pointed to her eyes, and Ji Yu remembered that the eyes of the sixth grandmother were already blind.

Let a lady with bad eyes and be so old cook, in case it catches fire...... Turning his head to look at the man who was weaving his own basket, the trouser tube on his left leg was deflated, and Ji Yu didn't know what to say for a while.

The son of the sixth grandmother noticed that there were people in the yard.

He knew Widow Xie, but he didn't dare to recognize Ji Yu.

Seeing that the two of them looked at the direction of the pot door with worried faces, he smiled: "I made the rice, and the firewood was extinguished, my mother is the ...... She's used to it. ”

Widow Xie didn't say anything, and introduced him to Ji Yu.

After hearing this, he was a little surprised: "Lian Bai's daughter...... It's all grown so big. ”

According to the generation, Ji Yu still has to call him a fifth grandfather.

"Fifth grandfather, let's see if you can make this up." Ji Yu handed over a drawing.

There are several types of rattan baskets drawn on it, and the boxy shape looks simple and generous.

The difference is that there is an additional top cover, one side of the top cover is connected to the basket, and the other side can be opened with a hidden buckle.

The fifth grandfather took it in his hand and looked at it carefully for a while, and nodded: "Yes, I'm afraid that what I do will not be what you want." ”

"Where is it, who in the whole village doesn't know, if you want to talk about the craft of basket weaving, you are the best uncle."

Widow Xie is telling the truth, but in fact, she doesn't have to look for him.

Those rattan wickers can be seen everywhere in the village, so every family will weave some in their spare time, and they can exchange it for a few dollars in the town.

Hu Liang originally wanted to come back wholesale directly from the shop in the town that specializes in this, but was rejected by Ji Yu.

She heard that there are only two people in the sixth grandmother's house, she and the fifth grandfather, and the fifth grandfather has broken a leg and can't do any work, so she relies on a pair of hands to weave small things such as baskets to support herself and her mother.

And the kind of rattan basket she wanted, there is no ready-made one in the shop in the town, since it is all to be made, it is better to hand over the work to the fifth grandfather.

Ji Yu has been watching in the courtyard for a while, and when the fifth grandfather was compiling things, he was so focused that he forgot himself, and he didn't move the place for half a day, not only did he make it up well, but he also made it up quickly.

This job is left to him, and he can rest assured.

The fifth grandfather smiled embarrassedly, and his hands covered with mouths and calluses subconsciously rubbed on the empty trouser tube: "Nacheng, since you can trust me, I have to do a good job for you!" ”

Before Ji Yu could speak, the sixth grandmother suddenly "looked" over to this side.

"Is Daxiang back?"

Widow Xia sighed and told Ji Yu in a low voice: "Daxiang is the one who was arrested ...... strong man."

"Daxiang, is that you?" The sixth grandmother stood up against the wall, trembling and groping her way to this side.

Ji Yu was close, afraid that she would fall, so she hurriedly took a few steps to support her, but she grabbed her arm.

"Daxiang, where did you go, the rice has been ready for half a day, and the milk has made the rice you want to eat the most......"

The old man's back was almost bent to ninety degrees, and even if he was standing, he couldn't reach Ji Yuyue's mouth.

The hand that grabbed her looked like dry bones, with only a crumpled layer of skin on the outside, and it was covered with age spots, which looked particularly terrifying, but Ji Yu couldn't bear to shake it off.

She asked Zhen Jili to help inquire before, and the last time he came to Dafeng Village, he regretted to tell her that there was no news of Zeng Daxiang.

With his connections and status today, he can't find out, and most of them are......

Ji Yu also thought that maybe it was somewhere else, although when she caught the strong man, she said that he would send him to the nearest military camp.

But no news is the best news, after all, if you have died in battle, the county government will definitely have an official document to notify the family.

Zhen Jili told her that there were many bones left on the battlefield, and not everyone could return to their hometown.

The white bones buried in the yellow sand, who has no parents and brothers to rely on the door to return, but who knows what their names are? Maybe they are still alive in the eyes of others, but in fact they are already dead, long dead.

Ji Yu opened her mouth and couldn't say a word.

With such cruel speculation, she couldn't tell an old man who thought about his grandson and became a demon.

"Mother, you are about to loosen Daxiang, Daxiang is hungry, let him eat." The fifth grandfather supported the ground with one hand, moved over a little and dragged the sixth grandmother, and relieved Ji Yu.

"Yes, yes, let my good grandson eat, I'll go and give Daxiang a meal...... Daxiang was hungry...... "The sixth grandmother trembled and went to the stove room.

The fifth grandfather asked Ji Yu: "I'm not scared." ”

Ji Yu shook her head.

"Alas, my mother has been confused again in the past two days, sometimes good and sometimes bad......"

Widow Xie comforted her and pulled Ji Yu out of the courtyard.

On the way back, Ji Yu didn't speak for a long time.

Widow Xie knew that she was uncomfortable, so she persuaded: "This is all a helpless thing, let's hand over the work of basket weaving to the fifth uncle, he can earn some money to make ends meet, and we will do our best...... Alas, both mother and son are very old, one old and the other disabled, and they can't even eat a decent meal......"

Widow Xie didn't feel good in her heart.

Ji Yu asked, "What about the fifth grandfather's wife?" And Daxiang, didn't he marry a daughter-in-law before he was arrested? ”

"Look at the situation of the sixth grandmother's family, and your fifth grandfather's legs are like that, whose daughter is willing to marry? After playing a bachelor's job for many years, a widow finally took a fancy to your fifth grandfather and married him sincerely, and the couple made baskets and farmed, and their lives were still passable. After that, there was Daxiang, and when he got a son, he was so painful that it hurt like eyeballs, who knows...... Daxiang was dragged away, her mother went crazy on the spot, often crazy and ran out of the village to find Daxiang, your fifth grandfather couldn't follow, once fell into the river and drowned...... It's a pity for Daxiang's child, he is a generation older than Liangzi, but the two of them are generally old, and they are the age of the relatives......"

Speaking of this, Widow Xie slapped her leg violently: "No! This time I made money, and I have to let Liangzi get married quickly! ”