Lao Xu got up early every day and crossed the west trunk canal of Liuzhen, and then smeared three steps and two bridges at sunset, and quietly touched back to the nursing home in Liuzhen alone. When the villagers bumped into him, the old man stuffed the fresh melons and fruits in his garden, and wanted to say something heart-wrenching, but when the words came to his mouth, he swallowed them back into his stomach. Most of the villagers saw it from afar, and they could not bear it, or quietly bypassed, or stood up into a poplar willow tree, and the willow tree often wiped away the tears that dripped in the wind.

The nosy old lady Shi Qing who stood on the bridge was fast-talking, chatting with Lao Xu on the bridge, saying that there was no overnight feud, and she was sure that Fengtai also regretted it, and persuaded Lao Xu to clean up and move back to the village to stay, Lao Xu did not stick. At this moment, it is still uncomfortable to be silent and unspeakable, Shi Qing thought to himself: There are no wrong parents in the world, the child is hurt on the face, and Lao Xu is hurt in the heart. Lao Xu went back to the village every day, but never stayed in the village at night, and returned to the nursing home in Liuzhen on time. Lao Xu did this, saving face for his son, but Ai Fengtai was reluctant and couldn't say anything. The people in the village originally sympathized with Lao Xu, but Lao Xu ran at both ends, how could he not understand Lao Xu's hard work? Lao Xu is away from the bird and branches, and the homeland is difficult to leave, in addition to the love of willow leaves and peaches, he can't give up his old lover, and he can't give up, or his own flesh and blood. Although he has no name, he also cuts where it hurts, read one, think about one, think about a pair, and hurt a pair. As the saying goes, don't throw it in vain, there is no enmity every other day! Now that the production team is gone, there is no bundle, everyone is fighting alone, everyone shows their abilities, Lao Xu is not worried, the three pairs of children raised before and after, not to mention the poor and rich, but none of them do not let Lao Xu worry about it. Every family day is a play, and as soon as the gongs and drums sound, the parents in the audience don't want to watch the tragedy, and they all love reunion.

The idler's sharp-eyed and most diligent person who sees Lao Xu Huang often running is Ai Fenglou, the boss who is called Xiao Suffer. Of the six children raised by Xiang Jiu, only the eldest Ai Fenglou and the eldest daughter Ai Fengchao are nameless species. Everyone in Ai Fengchao Village loves to call her a big hornet, simply put, she will sting when she meets someone, she will be a little psychopath, and she can't see others well. Ai Fenglou was named Xiao Xue'er, and this nickname was still sealed by everyone in recent years after the disbandment of the society. People let go of their hands and feet to be liberated, every household wants to make a fortune and drill money, his eyes are hot, where to play the drum and where to incense, always want to be different, make a little windfall, and as a result, the chicken and eggs are beaten, and the blood is lost, and life is not easy. The two brothers played a small game to make Enchang sweet, and when they understood what was going on, they took Enchang as an enemy. Enchang has a short heart in his heart, and he can't finish his love for a lifetime, and the faces of these two brothers have become Enchang's heart disease.

The seventy-two eldest went on a blind date, and the woman's family insisted on not letting go. It was not easy to build a house that year, and Lao Xu rushed to give his personal land reform house to Ai Fenglou, and he also wanted to change people's hearts. At that time, someone persuaded Lao Xu, saying that why are you suffering, you have suffered from your temperament and temperament, and you have forgotten that he has cut you? Not a nest of eggs, not hatched well, not cooked! That was a long time ago, one day Fenglou bumped into Enchang coming out of the mother's house, his face was not on his mind, and he beat Lao Xu without asking about it. Lao Xu didn't fight back, tears rolled in his eyes, and he swallowed that breath, and he didn't even say it for a long time. Fenglou lived in the three big north rooms with the courtyard, married his daughter-in-law and was ungrateful, and when his in-laws met, he held a banquet with wine, but he didn't ask Enchang to serve on the table. That day, Xiangjiu asked someone to call Enchang, and Enchang hid out alone, so that Xiangjiu was not a concern.

For many years, I have thought about the little sin, and I didn't toss less, but what to do and what to lose, the days are all in vain, Lao Xu looks distressed, no less help, and he is also blind, and his hot face touches his cold ass. Others are not used to it, and sincerely persuade Lao Xu, Lao Xu is silent, still sweet and small, atoning for his sins and owing him the same, and serving the wrongdoer as a creditor.

As the saying goes: There are good wives in the family, and men don't do bad things, on the other hand, the old ladies who are losers in the stall, and the men can't think about it. The little guilty wife is nicknamed Lao Broad Bean, with a big heart and eyes, lazy and greedy. The old broad bean also wants to make a fortune, fantasizes about pie falling from the sky, and eats a fat man in one bite. In recent years, small traders and hawkers with three steps and two bridges have walked the streets and alleys, shouting at the street at dawn to cut cakes, fritters and tofu brains, picking ears and listening to old broad beans, drilling chicken nests and holding two eggs for exchange, and also wanting to be hungry to the mouth. Huang often has a clear pot and cold stove at home, the chimney does not smoke, does not move the fire, catches some chewing grain, gobbles up cold and does not care about acid, and holds a full meal. The two sons Dasheng and Xiaobao are hungry and full, and Lao Xu is a generational person, no less filling, no less sweetness. Lao Xu is in a hurry, and he can't earn back the good face of the two of them, and the people on both sides are not used to it, so they persuade Lao Xu, why bother! Lao Xu didn't stick to his voice or talk, and walked around as usual, as if he owed him a debt to the king of Hades in his previous life.

Xiao was suspected of not making money from farming, and he was greedy when he watched others run workshops, and he also learned to make canned peaches. The old broad bean has no hygienic habits, scratches his head and pants all day long, the chickens and dogs at home go to the kang, and the flies hit the wall, and the workshop was closed within a few days, and the bottom was lost. Lao Xu looked narrow-hearted and couldn't speak, so he wanted to help him. After thinking about it, you must know that it is superfluous to say anything, it is still the same old thinking, it is better to help him serve the land, the crops will be harvested, there will be food in the hoard, and the days will be supported. Enchang didn't say hello to anyone, and went down to the field alone to help secretly. In the three steps and two bridges, no one dares to boast about the crops. As soon as he smelled the taste of the soil and green seedlings, accompanied by flowers, birds, insects, and wind, rain and clouds, he felt comfortable, and he longed to grow into a tree, listening to the crops all day long, pulling out the bones and tendons, raising flowers and spitting ears, and the autumn wind and autumn rain together, and the grains and grains slept into a pile of golden.

Lao Xu took a hand to take care of the crops for Xiao Xue's crime, and that little bit of contracted land was not enough for Lao Xu Zhanzhan to stretch his waist. When he was a little guilty, he had the leisure to think about the way to make money, and he was angry when he saw others making money, and he always wanted to do a good job opportunistically. In that year, he learned bilirubin, and the bacteria were contaminated, unhygienic, and he lost money and worked in vain. Others run chicken farms, and he also does it, and he makes chicken plague without seeing the money back, and he doesn't earn the nickname of a small crime. After a few days of small crimes, I listened to people's advice, ran a business that relied on the wall, took advantage of the winter leisure, and squeezed dry oil to set up an oil mill. This is the iron abacus of the crop yard since ancient times, and it is a good business to make money steadily. In this world, I'm not afraid of no good things, I'm afraid that there are no good people, and this time it's his wife Lao Fava Bean who is causing trouble. The old broad bean is good to walk around, and he goes back to his mother's house every three or five times, saying that he is going back to his mother's house, but his mother's house is just across the Liwan River, and it is in the grass and grain tun on the river. As the saying goes: Whoever smokes from the chimney first, whose sorghum is the first to be red. It is a portrayal of the former praise and disparagement of diligence and laziness, the commune is thrown away, and now it is fulfilled when it is done alone. Only this time, the smoke is a bit big, and the smoke is not from the place. Fortunately, she brought her son Dasheng and Xiaobao with her, and the mother shook the Weaver Girl Bridge before boarding the Cowherd Bridge, only to hear a muffled sound along the village of the lower Kanershui, and looked back, but it was a puff of black smoke rising from her own house, and the smoke gradually turned from black to red, and the flames could be seen from afar. The old broad bean ran all the way back, slapped his mouth, complained that he was lazy and tried to save trouble, stuffed a stove pit with peanut skin and lit it and went back to his parents' house. Not to mention the collapse of the kang, the peanut hoards that can't be inserted in the house are full of feet, and the more I think about the little old broad beans, the more muddy my legs are, my body is paralyzed, and I can't walk.

Fortunately, there was a strong man in the wing room, shouting and screaming, and he put out the fire, so as not to cause a big disaster. The furniture and luggage were burned, and it was not worth much, and the little sin was distressed by a room of peanuts and rice, and it was lost. Fortunately, the house did not fall to the frame, the oil mill burned yellow, in order to plug the hole, the small sin was borrowed to make a good mistake, when the trouble Xu Enchang came to the door, he felt sorry for the land reform house, and even more distressed Dasheng and Xiaobao, and did not make a mistake, put down the money and left, saying that it was important to leave the money to repair the house. The old broad bean couldn't stand it a little, and was so moved that he had a handful of snot and tears, and he had to keep the meal. Enchang has a temperament, and he doesn't serve other people's jobs all his life. Couldn't help it, the old broad bean pulled the two sons, and said noisily to send grandpa, Enchang heard this, his heart couldn't stand it, I don't know whether he was wronged or excited, his lips trembled, and his beard trembled. Xiao was also moved on the day of the crime, but he didn't say a soft word for a long time, and he also knew in his heart to burn high incense for Lao Xu. But it didn't get hot for five minutes, and then he saw the willow leaf peach on the wall of his mother, and when he thought of the willow leaf peach that summoned the soul, he thought of the colorful words of Enchang and his mother, his heart was full of reaction, and his face was not good-looking. Regardless of love and hatred, he can't do without Xu Enchang, and so far he can't afford to build Beijing Ping, and he still lives in Enchang's three land reform houses. Xiao Juan is not the master who has no conscience, and he still remembers the past when Lao Xu sent him to reform the land and help him get married.