Chapter 67: Stove Fire
The road ahead, snow is still there. On the dry poplar branches by the roadside, flocks of sparrows stood listlessly. In winter, they have a hard time due to lack of food and insects.
When I passed through the vegetable garden, I don't know whose carrots had not yet been plucked, and they were frozen in the snow, and the yellowed cherry blossoms were still showing a little green.
Ma Xiaole felt that this might be the only living creature in the four fields, so he couldn't help but squat down and flick the carrot cherry blossoms.
This move startled a hare hidden in the grass next to it, and it soared up with a "swish" and ran away with a "brush".
"The sun doesn't die, it's good to have Ah Huang here!" Ma Xiaole stood up, looked at the hare that disappeared in an instant, and lowered his head and sighed.
Ma Xiaole thought of Ah Huang again. When he was a child, every winter he would take Ah Huang to pick hares on snowy days, and he would not miss a day.
Now, Ah Huang is gone, Ma Xiaole is very frustrated, he is so grateful to Ah Huang, and after his death, he also helped him a great favor and let him regain himself.
Immediately, Ma Xiaole quickened his pace and hurriedly walked to the orchard, he decided to bury Ah Huang's grave.
The house in the orchard is really well tied, the yard is clean, the chicken coop and duck pen are also very good, and although there is only a small amount of grain in the trough, it can be seen that people come to feed it every day.
The place where Ah Huang was bolted was long gone, and there was no trace to be found.
Ma Xiaole walked around the yard and looked carefully, and in the tool shed, he saw Ah Huang's dog leash, which had been held in his hand countless times, which made him sad for a while.
With a "bang", Ma Xiaole put the end of the iron ring on the ground, closed his eyes, and dragged it up.
"Hammer, Hammer ......"
The voice sounded, and Ma Xiaole felt that on the other end of the rope, Ah Huang was shaking his head and following him.
"Xiaole, it's time to go home for dinner!"
Outside the courtyard gate, Ma Changgen's voice exploded. Since Ma Xiaole went to the township, he didn't mention how strong he was, even in front of Fan Baofa, the branch secretary, he spoke strongly.
Ma Xiaole was startled, watched Ma Changgen swagger in, and said, "Dad, I want to bury Ah Huang's grave." ”
Ma Changgen saw Ma Xiaole dragging the dog leash in despair, and his heart suddenly sank, "Okay, Ah Huang, this dog, is a good dog." After speaking, he walked straight to the house, and after coming out after a while, he took a dog skin in his hand, "Xiaole, this is Ah Huang's, keep it, I didn't sell it if someone offered fifty yuan." ”
Ma Xiaole looked at Ah Huang's fur and choked up a little, but he couldn't hold back his tears, and worked with Ma Changgen on the east side of the orchard, digging a pit and burying Ah Huang's fur and dog leash together.
Everything was in order, Ma Xiaole and Ma Changgen walked silently to the village, and only when the village met an acquaintance who greeted them warmly, did they smile.
"Xiaole, let's stop feeling sorry for Ah Huang, it's all over, life is good, your mother and I are still waiting to enjoy your blessings!" Ma Changgen looked at Ma Xiaole with a smile.
Ma Xiaole also came back to his senses from that sadness, "Yes, Dad, you and your mother just wait, the days of happiness are ahead, and Erbao, I think he is also quite clever, and he will definitely be a seedling in the future!" ”
In this way, the two men entered the house happily.
Hu Aiying had already prepared dinner, with fish and meat. Ma Xiaole insisted on dismantling and drinking Moutai, but Ma Changgen refused, saying that although he was now in the township, he couldn't just look down, and after the year, he had to invite the cadres of the village to sit at home.
Ma Xiaole felt that it made sense, so he put Moutai back, drank the old soju, and felt that the taste was still right!
A sumptuous dinner may only be available on the evening of the twenty-eighth or twenty-ninth year of the year, this is Ma Xiaole's impression, although the time in the township is not short, and the more sumptuous dishes on the banquet have also been eaten, but at this moment, at home, facing a few plates of local dishes on the table, there is still an indelible mark.
This imprint, from the heart into a kind of ironing warmth, slowly rises an indescribable comfort, which makes people feel nostalgic and excited.
Ma Xiaole was really happy and drank a few more glasses. Ma Changgen couldn't control his mouth, holding the wine bottle and not letting go. Where will Hu Aiying scold like usual at this time? Watching the family happily reunite together, and even saying that it was okay to drink more, the satisfaction is self-evident.
After eating, as long as you sleep, you will wake up tomorrow morning on the twenty-ninth day of the New Year, and all families have to prepare the goods for the New Year, needless to say, what peanuts, melon seeds, sugar cubes, absolutely indispensable. When relatives and neighbors come to pay New Year's greetings, each person scores points more or less. On the same day, I also had to paste the Spring Festival couplets, sweep the house ashes, and clean up the house, everything was the same as new.
Ma Xiaole put down his job, said hello to Hu Aiying, touched his belly and left. Ma Changgen was drunk and had fallen asleep on the table.
Out of the house, the ease and comfort that I have never felt before came to my heart, and the second brother is normal, and it seems to be more iron than before. There is also work, Ma Xiaole is particularly satisfied, how can he say that he has also arrived at the township government compound, how can ordinary people expect it?
The more I thought about it, the more excited I became, and when I was excited, I was a little nervous, and I didn't have any scruples on my lips, "Beat the drum tightly and play the gong slowly, stop the gong and listen to the singing." All kinds of gossip also sing, and I have heard me sing eighteen touches. Reaching out to touch the edge of my sister's face, the dark clouds flew for a long time......"
Ma Xiaole began to touch again, but fortunately, as soon as he finished singing, a cold wind blew into his neck, he shivered and stopped, and stood vigilantly and looked around. Fortunately, no one found out, or a worker of the township government, full of eighteen touches, the impact is not good.
Unexpectedly, Ma Xiaole's heart suddenly churned.
Why? Because of Yoo Sook-young.
When Ma Xiaole stood still, he happened to see Erlenzi in the distance carrying a fire twist and igniting sparks. When I saw Erlengzi, I naturally thought of Liu Shuying and remembered the previous bits and pieces.
Liu Shuying's goodness suddenly pressed over like a turbulent wave.
The impulse in his heart made Ma Xiaole feel his temples bulge, and he wanted to run to Liu Shuying, hug her and cry, and then give her endless joy as a gratitude.
Of course, that's impossible, Ma Xiaole smiled bitterly and shook his head, but he felt that it should be nothing to go to Liu Shuying's house like a visit.
Don't hesitate to go!
When he came to the gate of Liu Shuying's house, Ma Xiaole saw Zhao Ruyi and Erlenzi, who had gone home, eating in the hall with a smile. Liu Shuying was not at the dinner table, she cleaned up the soup in the stove house.
"Auntie, I want to kill you!" Ma Xiaole entered the stove house lightly and hugged Liu Shuying from behind.
"Ahh Where would Liu Shuying have thought that someone suddenly rushed out to hug her, and couldn't help but scream.
"Shuying, what's wrong?" Zhao Ruyi heard the shout, walked to the door of the main house and asked.
"No, nothing, I saw a rat coming to steal food." Liu Shuying was flustered and said something nonsense.
Zhao Ruyi laughed, "For the Chinese New Year, rats also know that there are many delicious things." With that, he returned to the table and continued to eat.
Ma Xiaole kept holding Liu Shuying's waist and didn't let go, stiff, until he was sure that Zhao Ruyi would not come, he didn't move, and whispered: "Auntie, I can't forget you in this life!" ”
Liu Shuying put down the vegetable spoon in her hand and grabbed Ma Xiaole's hand, "Xiaole, what are you talking about, let go quickly, don't let people see it." ”
"Whoever sees it, no one will come." Ma Xiaole smelled the fragrance on Liu Shuying's body, which was completely different from the fragrance on Wu Yihong's body, which was a natural fresh fragrance.
This fragrance made Ma Xiaole's heart sprout, and the blood flow accelerated. "Auntie, I'm doing it again, don't you know yet?" Ma Xiaole whispered in a tone of surprise.
"What's going on again?" Liu Shuying's heartbeat had not subsided, and she didn't understand what Ma Xiaole meant at all.
Ma Xiaole didn't answer, grabbed Liu Shuying's wet hand and touched it.
"Is that okay?" Ma Xiaole asked.
Liu Shuying's expression was indescribable, and it could be seen from her trembling hands that she was very excited, and the joy in her heart was irrepressible.
Ma Xiaole looked at Liu Shuying, who was wearing a jujube red jacket under the light, just like seeing a cherry in summer.
Liu Shuying felt that her face was hot, she was a little ashamed of the matter between her and Ma Xiaole, and later Ma Xiaole left Xiaonanzhuang Village and went to the township, and she had almost no contact for more than a year, so she suddenly felt a little angry, and she didn't know how to answer for a while.
Ma Xiaole doesn't care so much, it's generally right to take the initiative in everything.
The fire in the hearth was blazing, and the heat gushed out of the muzzle......
When he quietly left Liu Shuying's stove house, Ma Xiaole was extremely satisfied, he wrapped his clothes tightly and ran towards the orchard, it was warmer to run on such a cold day.
When I ran to the orchard, I was already sweating. Ma Xiaole wiped his body with a dry towel and got into the quilt. The quilt was just dried by Hu Aiying a few days ago, and it was still very soft and warm.
Ma Xiaole shrunk and didn't move, keeping his spirits, there was still a battle in the night, a battle for men, he had to go.
At night, it snowed again.
"It's warm before the snow, cold after the snow", the old saying is true. When Ma Xiaole put on his clothes and walked out of the door, he didn't feel cold, and after a few more steps, the snowflakes began to fall.
"Fuck that's good, it looks like it's going to be another good year!" Ma Xiaole looked up at the sky, but he couldn't see anything, only flakes of snow fell on his face, turning into a little cold water.
The new snow fell on the Chen Xue, which had not yet melted, and soon accumulated a layer.
Ma Xiaole quickened his pace and walked towards the village, he didn't know if Tian Xiao'e lived in a small shop, and he said that he was coming, so Tian Xiao'e would find someone to hide next to him, and when the time came, he would be knocked down, and it would be too big, and even the work of the township government could be ruined.
Thinking of this, Ma Xiaole stopped, thinking that it was worth the risk. In the end, he decided to go, because this is a matter of a man's dignity, and Tian Xiao'e can't be looked down upon.
Continue walking, came to the village, Ma Xiaole went around the small alley to the vicinity of the small shop, pricked up his ears to listen, and also opened his big eyes to look, after confirming that there was no ambush next to him, he walked towards the door.
At this time, Tian Xiao'e was lying in the store, Liu Changxi's words were making her afraid, if Ma Xiaole found Jin Zhu, then her family would be unstable this year, so she looked forward to Ma Xiaole coming, apologized to him and promised not to say anything in the future.