In a small town on the outskirts of Changsha City, there is a courtyard made of mud, a small kitchen-like hut next to a three-in-one earthen house, and a stone mill that seems to have not been used for a long time, lying quietly next to the deep well in the middle of the yard. The yard is not big, and there are some rusty farm tools scattered on the side of the courtyard wall, and the whole yard looks relatively shabby and quiet.

Since the liberation of Changsha, Chu Yifeng's family has been assigned here as landlords. In the past, all the properties in Changsha were taken back by the government, and some fragmentary land deeds were also secretly burned by his old man. It was precisely because of the old man's foresight that he was able to escape the catastrophe.

Chu Yifeng sat on the edge of a shabby square table in his room, looking intently at the book, and there was a thick stack of books on the square table. He is in full swing preparing for the college entrance examination for more than a month, he attaches great importance to this college entrance examination, this is the first college entrance examination after the first time, and the country is in urgent need of talent replenishment.

Chu Yifeng is like an outlier in this family, don't look at him born in a Tufuzi family, but his thinking is much more avant-garde than the people around him at the moment, so except for eating and sleeping time, he locks himself in the house the rest of the time, desperately absorbing limited book knowledge, for this, he is not less ridiculed by his younger brother.

"Nephew, come here and see what the second uncle brought back for you?" Chu Yicai saw his eldest nephew playing in the mud wall from afar, raising the rock sugar gourd in his hand high, and his face was smiling.

Chu Yicai is Chu Yifeng's younger brother, and people in the local circle call him Second Master Chu, don't look at others who are short and thin, but in Changsha, he can be regarded as a well-known ** person.

Chu Lao Er looked at his nephew who ran over, squatted down slightly, stretched out his hand to pick up the child and said, "Good nephew, is your nerdy old man reading at home again?" I really don't know what he thinks? He was born to pour material in the soil, he had to change his life against the sky, what university should he go to? I don't look at the things that our ancestors did, and it's not that I cursed him, if he can be admitted to Sa, the toads will grow hair. As he spoke, he gently put the sugar gourd in his hand into his nephew's hand.

The child was very well-behaved in Chu Laoer's arms, and his hand touched Chu Laoer's face vigorously, looking very close. There was a strong giggle in his mouth, and he didn't know if he understood Chu Laoer's words, or because of the rock sugar gourd in his hand.

"Oh...... By the way, can you sprinkle in the house? Chu Lao Er looked left and right carefully, and after closing the mud yard door, he asked in a low voice.

The child nodded, pointing to the opposite side of the room where Chu Yifeng was.

Chu Lao Er kissed the child's face vigorously, the stubble on his face was itching, and he hid back vigorously, and he was still "giggling" in his mouth, and the sugar gourd he was chewing in his mouth sprayed him all in the face.

Chu Lao Er didn't dislike it, he reached out and wiped it on his face a few times, there were large pieces of hawthorn slices, stuffed them into his mouth, and muttered: "This can't be wasted, can't be wasted." As he spoke, he put the child down in his hand, and walked directly to the room where his son was.

"Crunch......" Chu Yifeng, who was reading in the house, knew that his second child was back, turned his head and glanced in the direction of the door of the hall, did not get up, nor did he ask questions, but just muttered: "This bastard boy, I haven't seen a shadow in the past two days, I went home early today, I didn't do anything good outside, and I didn't look at what kind of world it is now." After speaking, he continued to read the book in his hand.

Chu Lao Er hummed a little song in his mouth and entered the house, and he seemed to be in a good mood. Turning his head to look at Chu Yifeng's door, his nose was slightly raised, he stuck out his tongue, and he made a grimace and went into his father's room.

Not long after Chu Lao Er entered the house, there was a sound of anger with a little vicissitudes of life in the room, the sound was obviously deliberately restrained, but it still caused Chu Yifeng, who was concentrating on reading.

"Old man, you don't want to think about it, now that the world is about to starve to death, which of our production team can eat enough? Look at what our family looks like now? If you hadn't scrapped all those things a few years ago, we would be like this? The more Chu Lao Er spoke, the more energetic he became, and his voice became higher and higher.

"Turtle son, you be quiet, let others hear the bad ......"

The old man also raised his voice and continued: "*** has just fallen, and now it's still very messy, why did you choose this stall?" If you want to go, Lao Tzu won't go, you Lao Tzu almost lost his life in the hands of the Red Guards a few years ago, don't you know? ”

"If I could, I would have gone down long ago...... Now, old man, we proletarians should also develop some industry of our own. I can't afford to buy a decent dress for Erhua, do you want your son to be unable to please his mother-in-law in this life? Besides, let's know about this, what can happen, Mao ** said, one is not afraid of hardship, the other is not afraid of death, work hard, and strive to be ...... upstream"

"You turtle, you want your Lao Tzu's life!!"

Chu Lao Er saw that his father's words were loose, and hit the railroad while it was hot: "My father, even if you don't think about it, you have to think about it for our descendants, our family hasn't boiled the pot for a few days?" Your grandson is also going to grow a body? Look at my nephew, he doesn't even have a decent winter jacket...... Do you still want him to count on his nerdy old man? This time, let's not take more, see the treasure to receive, I have contacted the buyer, and I will ship it if I get it, and I will be fine. ”

There was silence in the room for a while, and there was no movement for a long time, Chu Yifeng raised his hand and was about to open the door curtain and enter the house to stop it, when he heard the old man say in a low voice: "You must not let others know about this matter, especially the gang of people under you before, and, guy, are you ready?" ”

"Who wants your old man to bother with a, if you can't do this well, isn't the name of Second Master Chu called for nothing?" Chu Laoer's tone of voice was obviously brisk.

"You turtle son, which second master are you?"

"My father, you beat me up? Of course, it's not your second master, it's the second master who was given the name by the Taoist master. There was a chaotic sound of footsteps in the room, thinking that Chu Lao Er was being chased by his father.

Where did Chu Lao'er, who ran out, want to stand at the door, and crashed into Chu Yifeng's arms, "I have to be a mother, is it still haunted in broad daylight?" Chu Lao Er was really scared this time, and his voice was a little trembling when he shouted. With his experience in the rivers and lakes, this is not a matter at all, but if what he said to him just now, if others listen to it, it is estimated that it will not be long before the people's public security will come to the door to offer condolences and eat the emperor's grain.

Chu Lao Er, who pushed away the person in front of him, looked up at Chu Yifeng at the door, exhaled deeply and said, "Nerd, have you read too many books and are you stupid?" How nervous? Don't fart when you walk to the door, which one do you want to scare to death? ”

Chu Yifeng didn't wait for Chu Lao Er's words to come out, he pushed him into the room as soon as he could, and said in a low voice: "Second child, are you going to die?" If you want to die and run away by yourself, don't bother the old man, don't bother the family, I heard what you just said, and I firmly oppose it. ”

"What kind of bird is a bat with chicken feathers on its body? You are against a hammer, even the production team dislikes you like that, what qualifications do you have? Look at my nephew, if you want to eat a meal of meat, you have to wait for the New Year, you are a father, how embarrassed to sprinkle, if I were you, I would have hit the wall a long time ago. Chu Lao Er finally persuaded his father, and when he saw his brother come out to oppose it, he was a little anxious.

Chu Yifeng was speechless by Chu Laoer, his eyes were round, and his face was flushed: "You...... You ......"

"What am I? I'm not here for this family? Now the proletarian people should stand up, do it themselves, have enough food and clothing, what's wrong with me? But you sprinkled? Weren't you a good sand digger before? How? A few years ago, you were scared of your guts? ”

"Ermen, you shut up Lao Tzu...... It's all to blame for Lao Tzu for not educating your turtle son since he was a child, and now he is neither big nor small all day long!! How did you talk to your brother? As he spoke, the old man picked up the cigarette gun at the bedside and smoked Chu Laoer's head, and the soot in the pipe splashed his face.

"Bah, bah, ......" Chu Lao Er hurriedly flashed two steps to the side, spit out the cigarette ash that splashed into his mouth, and stretched out his hand to wipe the cigarette ash off his face. He kept muttering in his mouth.