The arrival of Gui Chengliang did not bring anything to this not very wealthy family, but only added an extra mouth to the rice.

When Gui Chengliang was born, his four-year-old brother Gui Chengcai already knew something.

On the day of the full moon, Gui Youfu gave Gui Chengliang a full moon wine, and relatives and friends came to two or three tables. When he was busy making food, Gui Chengliang pulled another crotch of his pants and urinated, and his trouser legs were dirty. Seeing this, Grandma hurriedly went to the kang to look for dry clothes.

In the cold winter, the diapers and clothes dried on the fire pit were full, but I couldn't find a dry coat.

Grandma went to the room, opened the closet door, and rummaged through the appropriate clothes and pants. At this time, Chengcai said to his grandmother in a serious voice: "My sister's is my sister's, my brother's is my brother's, and I want to wear it myself."

At that time, it caused the adults in the room to burst into laughter.

It was the late seventies, and it was still a collective economy. In addition to the work of the brigade, Gui Youfu still has to work in the production team. Chi Lian works in the tea field of the brigade, which is much easier than other women in the team. She giggles and laughs in the tea field all day long, and she hides when she can, and she makes money if she does less.

Most of the workers in the other tea farms are old and weak male laborers or young women from various production teams. Male laborers are responsible for the tiring and dirty work in the tea plantations, and women are mostly picking and making tea.

Chi Lian is the laziest of the young women, but she also has strengths, she is meticulous in her work, and her mouth can speak well. In addition, Gui Youfu is the director of the village security department, and everyone in the tea field let her.

On that day, Chi Lian lived comfortably.

When the farmers in the team are busy, the tea farm workers have to go back to the production team to participate in the battle to catch up with the progress.

No, the team gave Chi Lian four points of rice planting tasks in the paddy field.

Five or six days have passed, and the seedlings planted by others have begun to turn green, but there are still fields in the middle of the hill field that Chi Lian divided, and the field is still empty.

The captain couldn't do it, and the others watched. So when he finished work, he found an opportunity to talk to Gui Youfu about it.

Gui Youfu couldn't do it, he was so tired like a dog that he had to pull more than a dozen seedlings in the dark, and took advantage of the moonlight to make up for the field that night. Seedlings have a seedling age period, and any delay will affect the yield.

After Gui Chengliang was more than 1 year old and could walk, he followed his grandmother Lilac to the brigade headquarters to play brown ropes. At the end of the day, the little face and hands were covered with brown rope dust, as if they had been fished out of the ash heap, and there were only two big eyes left.

Lilac is a very hard-working and impatient person.

When she was in her thirties, her husband died of liver disease, and it was still in the sixties when she was lacking.

Orphan and widow, she was stunned with four or five children, the eldest child Gui Youfu was only twelve years old, the younger one was more than a year old, and there was a posthumous child in her belly.

Everyone says that cloves are the body of a woman entrusted by a man.

After Gui Chengliang was three or four years old, he played naughtily with other children of the same age or slightly older on the team.

The older children played games with the younger children, who were like Cheng Liang, and played the popular battle games of the time.

The older child, Wang Yi Wuhui, acted as the commander. He assigned this one as the regimental commander and that one as the guard. Some of the children who usually disobeyed and opposed became reactionary officers and soldiers. These small ones served as guards for small soldiers or guards to guard the captives.

In the wilderness, the children were divided into two teams, Yi Wuhui led the people to stay in the fields below, and the reactionaries built improvised fortifications in the fields above. To set the mood off, the children also lit the weeds on the ridges. In the midst of the smoke and fog, a big battle was ready, and Yi Wuhui launched an attack on the bandits. Yi Wuhui brandished a homemade wooden pistol and shouted: "Comrades, capture the enemy commander Gui Ziyun alive, rush ......."

Hearing the order, the children with homemade wooden guns and swords crossed the fireworks on the ridges, while Gui Chengliang and the younger ones followed behind with a thin wooden stick.

Some of the enemy feigned to be killed or captured. That Gui Ziyun was a little dissatisfied with Yi Wuhui on weekdays, so he took the initiative to add a drama and wanted to fight hand-to-hand with Yi Wuhui, the commander.

Yi Wuhui glared at him in a daze, and shouted: "Okay, you reactionary commander is still competing with us, but you are a dog commander."

As soon as the words fell, the two commanders fought with swords and ping-pong, regardless of superiority.

Later, the two were afraid that it would be bad to hurt someone, so they proposed to abandon the sword and start hand-to-hand combat.

In the cheering and shouting of everyone, Yi Wuhui lived up to expectations, and pressed the enemy commander's uniform to the ground with a body of mud, shouting in his mouth: "Accept or not, obey or not ......"

In this case, Gui Ziyun mostly shouted in his mouth: "Ouch, pain, pain, pain, I surrender ......"

At this moment, the children next to them were elated and shouted victory!

In the afterglow of the sunset, the children went home in a not very neat line.

When they returned home, the children, covered in mud and torn clothes, were beaten and howled by their mothers.

The next day, the child forgot about the pain of last night, repeated yesterday's story, and enjoyed it.

After spring and autumn, the child king took the children up the mountain to pick tea bubbles, wild strawberries, rescue food, milk fruits, sour dates, peaches, August hawthorn and other wild fruits. Yi Wuhui and the older children were very righteous, climbing trees and picking drudgery. Cheng Liang, they are small, as long as they are responsible for picking up errands.

When you are one, you are one, and I am one, and you can distinguish clearly.

Sometimes the children quarrel more seriously, and when they suffer losses, they cry and go home to complain. Well-cultivated parents bring their children to the door to talk and persuade the beating children. The parents who are bad-tempered and only take advantage of the benefits and do not suffer losses are aggressive and come to the door to ask for an explanation, and the calf guards are scolding.

In those years, the little bad things of the children would make many adults have no revenge.

The children just broke their blood yesterday, and they were mixed up again in two days.

In those days, the children were growing up in the wild, and Mother Earth was the best fart protector.

There was an old man in his seventies named Yi Mo in the team, who had gone to school in his early years and served as a junior officer of the Kuomintang. I heard that the old man was married in his early years, and brought back a beautiful woman with white skin. I don't know what happened later, but it was probably because my mother-in-law couldn't get used to the style of the trendy daughter-in-law, and the woman couldn't bear the bitterness of the countryside.

Half a year later, the woman carried her suitcase and left without even saying hello to Yi Mo.

Since then, Yi Mo has lived alone, never left his hometown, and has been single for a lifetime.

Yi Mo was older and succeeded his nephew Yi Zhengzhu as his heir.

Na Yimo is one of the few people in Hongxing Village who has gone out to his hometown and seen the world, knows a lot about the past of Nanjing and Beiping, and knows a lot about the anecdotes of books.

Yi Mo is the favorite of the women, the elderly and children on the team. His two-room hut where he lived alone was crowded with people at night, and listening to the vernacular was the best pastime in the countryside at that time.

Yi Mo is responsible for watching the big buffalo on the team. In the afternoon, he led the cattle to the mountain behind Yijiawan. The children rushed over in threes, fives, and fives, begging Yi Mo to speak in the vernacular.

When he was tired of talking, Yi Mo instigated the children to fight in the wilderness.

The children who won the battle were triumphant, and the losers were depressed. Some of the children even started crying.

Whenever this happens, Yi Mo always loses no time in persuading: "xxx, you are the bravest, don't cry, don't cry." In the evening, Master Yi will give you a lecture on Hanjiang Pass ......"

The crying child burst into tears and laughed, as if he had won.

Yi Mo is the real child king.

Gui Chengliang often talked to his two sons about those childhood memories.

The jealousy and hatred in the eyes of the two sons seemed to be born in the wrong era.

Chapter 3 End