Chapter 17, Childishness
"It's your business!"
Yang Xiaole replied to the other party, ignored him and turned his head and left.
It's not that he's not afraid of beating.
In these years, the juniors fight, and the older generation basically don't interfere.
But don't forget, he Yang Xiaole has the title of a sick seedling, and the other party is 17 years old, and he is only 12 years old.
If he was really going to be beaten, if he hadn't provoked trouble by himself, Wang Qiuju would definitely have come over to raid his house like crazy.
"Hey, don't go, your family is so poor, how can you have money to buy fish and ...... And...... And what's wrapped in this oiled paper. β
Yang Xiaohu's face was excited.
I don't know what it is, but he knows it's a good thing anyway.
It seems to be calm these days, but his family and his fourth uncle Yang Guang'an have been thinking about what the old man gave.
(The father's younger brother is an uncle, not an uncle, and the elder brother is the uncle's title, which has been changed before)
I'm thinking about it.
Fortunately, I came back halfway with my grandmother because of something, otherwise I wouldn't have found it!
But he didn't dare to beat the other party.
Yang Xiaole glanced at him coldly: "Good dogs don't get in the way......"
The other party has no blood relationship with his own family, he can say this, if it is the fourth Yang Guang'an's family, he can't say that.
Then scold your father.
When Yang Xiaohu heard this, he turned the straw hat on his head back.
Said viciously: "Who is the rabbit cub talking about? β
"I said ...... in the way"
"You ......"
Yang Xiaohu pretended to flick his sleeves and was about to do it.
"What are you doing? Try it, I'll kill you! β
Not far away, Yang Xiaogang ran over with a straight face.
Yang Xiaohu saw the other party and shrunk his neck, although the other party was one year younger than himself, he had a lot of strength.
Otherwise, the other party will not get a woman's job just after starting work.
And I've been working part-time for two years.
His eldest brother is not here, and he is really not his opponent.
Yang Xiaogang is more wooden, his black face is ruthless, and he looks vicious, if he is fat, he will be the same as the black whirlwind Li Kui.
"Alright, Little Tiger."
The old lady's words stopped Yang Xiaohu's movements in a timely manner.
It can be regarded as relieving his embarrassment.
Yang Xiaole also knew that the old lady would not rush into conflict without figuring it out.
This old lady has a better face than a man.
She doesn't want to lose the reputation of a bully, although it has been said that it is rotten behind her back, but she doesn't want to tear off this fig leaf.
After all, it was Yang Xiaohu who stopped people for no reason just now.
Seeing that grandma spoke, Yang Xiaohu snorted and stood aside.
Yang Xiaogang glared at Xiaohu, and then looked at Yang Xiaole: "Why didn't he beat you?" Don't be afraid, he beats you, you tell me, I'll beat him to death. β
Yang Xiaole smiled and shook his head: "It's okay, he's just idle." β
When Yang Xiaogang heard his words, he was relieved.
Turning his head to look at the two of them, he still shouted at Zhao Jinhua.
At this time, Zhao Jinhua said to Yang Xiaole: "I lost my things, and I haven't figured it out yet!" You suddenly bought something, do I have to ask where the money came from? β
Yang Xiaole was happy when he heard this.
He likes to talk to each other the most.
casually took out two certificates of merit and shook them: "Milk, I went to Mr. Luo's house yesterday, and I lived at Mr. Luo's house, and he sent me a certificate of merit for the first grade and a good student." β
With that, he put his things away and opened the oiled paper bag.
"This is an oil cake bought with Mr. Luo's food stamps, and this shrimp and fish were given to Mr. Luo by someone else, and he gave me a little. If you want to eat it! Just let Xiaohu earn it back for you. β
Finally, he sniffed on the oil cake and swallowed his saliva.
Of course, this action was signaled to Yang Xiaohu.
The other party's family has a lot of labor and a little more food, but it's not much better.
Oil cakes are now also a luxury for Yang Xiaohu.
Watching Yang Xiaohu swallow his saliva, and then gritting his teeth for a while, Yang Xiaole felt bored for a while.
It's so naΓ―ve.
If the other party hadn't jumped out, he wouldn't have bothered to do such a childish thing!
Isn't it good to hold on?
I took a deep breath and raised my temper for twelve years, but don't break it again!
Then Yi Xing said in a smile: "Milk, Teacher Luo has just entered Zhuangzi. You can find it in the Zhuangzi when you get old, and you can ask if this food stamp was given by Mr. Luo?
I won't tell you, this oil cake is still hot, I have to go back to my brother and eat it. β
After speaking, he carried the basket back to his house.
He is not afraid of the other party to ask, the oil cake uses Mr. Luo's food stamps, there is nothing wrong with this!
I didn't say that Mr. Luo bought it for me.
As for fish and shrimp, the other party will not ask, and it is even more embarrassing to ask about things that the supply and marketing cooperatives do not accept.
Seeing this, Yang Dagang also followed.
The old lady looked at the back of the other party leaving, and her face was not good at all.
Look at Yang Xiaohu next to him, he is angry.
I think that back then, when I followed Yang Mancang to this Zhuangzi, there were only two people in the entire Zhuangzi who knew how to read.
She is one of them.
Now none of his own grandchildren and granddaughters are useful, and they are not at all angry.
Yang Xiaohu looked at his grandmother's eyes and rolled his eyes, I have dropped out of school, you always want me to fight and I can't fight!
Walking on the road, Yang Xiaole was strange for a while: "Brother, why are you back?" β
Yang Dagang smiled a little embarrassed: "I forgot to take the straw hat, otherwise I will be sunburned to death in a while." β
After speaking, he glanced at the things in the basket and asked him, "This thing is really a food stamp given by Teacher Luo." β
"That's right! Isn't Teacher Luo in Zhuangzi? β
Yang Xiaogang nodded, he saw it just now.
He didn't ask again.
He still believes in this clever brother.
While talking, the two returned home.
Kiko and Xiaoli are pouting and squatting in front of the chicken coop, their eyes staring directly at the two hens in the nest.
One look is to watch, to see when the eggs are laid.
The eldest sister, Yang Xiaomei, is washing dishes in the kitchen.
"Big brother, third brother!"
Kiko had sharp eyes, saw him come in, and carried a big basket, and immediately ran over.
"Third brother, what's inside you?"
Then the probe took a look.
Xiaoli also followed, looked at the fish and said to Xizi with a smile: "Little brother, Goya fish and shrimp." β
Kiko nodded, and he could see it too.
Yang Xiaole looked at the two people and smiled, took out the oilskin paper bag and handed it to him: "There is an oil cake inside, one of you is one, and no one is allowed to eat more." β
"Ah, oil cakes?"
Kiko took the oily paper bag with an excited face and ran inside.
While running, he shouted: "Eldest sister, eldest sister, come out quickly, the third brother has brought something delicious, hurry up!" β
Yang Xiaomei wiped the water on her hands on her apron and walked out strangely.
looked at Yang Xiaole with a basket.
asked strangely: "Did you go to Teacher Luo's house?" What's in the basket? β
"Well, I went there yesterday, and I don't understand my homework, so ask him."
After speaking, he carried the basket into the kitchen: "This is fish, there are oil cakes in the hall, Teacher Luo gave it, you go and eat it, one for each person." I'll deal with this fish, it's hot, otherwise it will stink after a while. β
Hearing that there were oil cakes, Yang Xiaomei's eyes lit up.
As he walked towards the hall, he said, "You can put it there, I just brushed the dishes and chopsticks, I'll get them later, and I'll go to the river to wash my clothes when I'm done." β
After saying that, the man had already gone to the hall.
Yang Xiaole smiled and went to the kitchen alone.
I took a wooden basin and put some water in it to put the anxick fish in, and the dried shrimp was just packed with a water ladle.
At this time, Yang Xiaomei's roaring voice came from next door: "I've eaten in the morning, I'm not allowed to eat, put it away, eat it at noon!" β
After speaking, he put away the half-bitten oil cake of the two little guys.
Suddenly, the mouths of the two little ones deflated.
However, in the absence of the old lady, Yang Xiaomei is the authority of the family, and the two of them can't resist.
It's just that I silently remember in my heart that I just seemed to bite the smallest.
As for the big one that the other bites, it must have been bitten by the other party.
At the same time, the voice of the eldest brother Yang Xiaogang came from next door: "I'll go to work, you stay at home and don't run around." β
Yang Xiaole didn't care when he heard it.
I eat it when I eat it, and it's the same at noon, anyway, after walking for more than an hour, it has cooled down a little.
After a while, Yang Damei wrapped the oiled paper into the kitchen, opened the cabinet with the key on her chest, and put the oil cake inside.
"At noon, my father and mother come back to eat the oil cake together, otherwise they will be reluctant to eat it."
After Yang Xiaomei finished speaking, she came over and said, "I put the shrimp in the sauce and steamed it, and it stinks at noon." I'll make the goya fish ready and stew it with some salt. Xiaoli, come over and make a fire. β
As he spoke, he shouted at the door.
Xiaoli walked into the kitchen with tears in her eyes.
Xiaomei explained to her: "Go and make a fire, I'll steam shrimp sauce for you to eat at noon." β
Hearing this, Xiaoli didn't wait for her tears to dry, and happily agreed.
"Well, okay, I'll go make a fire!"
Then he ran under the stove.
Seeing this, Yang Xiaomei took a water ladle and drew some water, washed the dried shrimp a few times, and poured it directly into the sauce bowl.
Toss.
Add water to the pot, put the sauce in and cover the pot.
I went back to the house and took out a pair of scissors and began to process the stinging fish.
The scissors were clamped out, and the scissors knocked out, and then began to disembowel.
While dealing with it, he said: "If you get the fish back, my mother will definitely nag again after a while, if there is no oil, it costs soy sauce to eat this thing, and she should be distressed again." β
Yang Xiaole nodded when he heard this.
Indeed, if the fish wants to be delicious, it costs seasoning.
Thinking of this, he said to Yang Xiaomei: "I'll go to Zhang Laohan's house to get some soy sauce on credit." Be careful, don't let it hit. β
Yang Xiaomei didn't look up, and continued to deal with the fish in her hand: "It's okay, it's all knocked out, you can change the eggs." There were two yesterday, and there were two left a few days ago, so let's take them together. β
Yang Xiaole didn't agree, so he said: "Let's take credit first, give the money in a few days, and eat the eggs at home." β
If you don't eat anymore, you won't have time.
If he didn't know the specific time, he would have wanted to slaughter both chickens, otherwise it would be too late, but he heard that all the people would be gathered together on the day of the announcement.
Then go door-to-door to register things.
Including children, all have to be present.
However, when the time comes, there will definitely be children who have escaped from the net and will go home to carry out their parents' orders.
Such as killing chickens, cooking.
The production team also turned a blind eye.
It will only depend on the situation then.
Anyway, there are only these two chickens in the house.
Yang Xiaomei thought for a while, then nodded, she also heard some things.
It's not clear though.
Just whether she eats eggs or not, she can't be the master: "Okay, you go!" β
Yang Xiaole was about to go when he heard this, and felt a little pain in his stomach.
I went straight to the toilet.
After coming in, there is a squatting pit, and below is a large water tank, in which countless cuties swim around.
He has been accustomed to this environment for so many years.
Puff up your belly to prevent it from blowing up on your ass and excrete comfortably.
After finishing it, I picked up the flat bamboo piece next to it, scraped it a few times and threw it into the bucket next to it.
This thing is reused.
There is toilet paper in the house, which is the exclusive stuff of the two women in the house, and the men use to scrape.
It's okay when it's cold, but this summer is sinful, especially when you sweat, the taste is sour.
Look at the bamboo chips in the bucket.
Yang Xiaole said kindly: "Bamboo chips, bamboo chips, we will say goodbye in the future." β
I don't have a lot of money, but it's okay to buy straw paper.
This is also the last time to use this thing, the supply and marketing cooperatives are not open today, otherwise, he will definitely have to buy some.
I'll go to the consignment point later, and there's also one there.
He's also going to buy something.
After getting it done, he walked towards the consignment point.