I'm really just the village head

"Get some dry at night, and spring comes tomorrow." When Liu Chun came home, Liu Fuwang was braiding his back with a tobacco pole in his mouth. A small back was almost finished, and he sat facing him under the eaves of the stove. Yang Aiqun who chopped pig grass said.

"He went out of his far door, now he is big, his wings are stiff, and there is no way to tie a rope to his foot!"

Yang Aiqun's attitude is very bad.

Although he agreed that Liu Chun would come and be the captain of the fourth team for one year, how could he be in a good mood when he thought of his son's betting and swearing?

Even if he ran out, he didn't dare to come back for the rest of his life, even if he had no roots.

From now on, Liu Jiazu’s grave cannot be entered.

"Mom, no matter how hard my wings are, and no matter how far I fly, don't I have to go back to you. Home is where there is a mother!" Liu Chunlai hurriedly coaxed his old lady.

I'm going to help Yang Aiqun chop hogweed.

"Your dog said, you can't read books, but it's a set of coaxing words!" Liu Fuwang was a little upset.

MMP, sure enough, no one who is a father can see a son.

Only mother in the son's eyes.

"You old dog said, you can say something like this? The mandarin is a set, but how many people listen to you! My son has not studied for nothing in high school for seven years..."

Liu Chunlai has a black line.

This is a shame!

Seven years of high school!

"Okay, cook dinner early..." Liu Fuwang's stomach was already deflated as the sky darkened outside.

Yang Aiqun got up to cook.

"Are you all ready?" Liu Fuwang asked Liu Chunlai, holding a cigarette stick.

Liu Chunlai nodded, "I'm all ready. I will leave early tomorrow. It will take seven or eight days to come and go."

Liu Fuwang got up and entered the house.

After coming out, he held two packs of Hongtashan and a stack of change.

It was thicker than the one Liu Chunlai gave to Liu Xue last night, but most of them were corner tickets and split tickets, as well as a few food stamps and a page.

"Although it is your classmate's uncle, there should be no less courtesy. I have prepared a letter of introduction for you. Fill in the name by yourself. You can take the money. The poor family and the rich road..."

The old man gave Liu Chunlai everything in his hand.

Liu Chunlai was stunned.

"Why do you want a letter of introduction?"

"You can go out to eat and stay in a store without this. Then you will buy cheap cigarettes, important people, red tower mountains, this thing, I still got it from the secretary of the commune, I haven't smoked it..."

Liu Fuwang's words about the bottleneck touched the softest part of Liu Chunlai's heart.

The old man hardly said a few words to him that day.

Although he also didn't want him to be the standard bearer, it has all been explained now.

"Let's put it away, don't let your mother see it. I saved up for a long time and only earned more than eight yuan..." Liu Fuwang turned to look at the stove and then whispered to Liu Chunlai.

This is the old man's private money!

Liu Chunlai, who wanted to cry, was suddenly amused by the old man.

He really didn't expect that the old man had such a side.

"Hey~"

Soon, in the stove room, the sound of fried eggs sounded, followed by a smell of lard.

Liu Fuwang kept explaining that Liu Chun came outside and needed attention.

Liu Chunlai couldn't laugh or cry. Father came back from the battlefield. Except for visiting Dazhai back then, at other times, the farthest one was to go to the county...

Until dinner is cooked.

The sea bowl in Liu Chunlai's hand was full of noodles, and it came out.

Liu Fuwang had a lot of soup in his bowl.

Looking at the bowl of my old lady, there are only a few noodles, all of which are soup.

"Mom, I can't finish so much..." Liu Chunlai sighed, and was about to divide it among Yang Aiqun's bowls.

Yang Aiqun took the bowl away, "You still have a body..."

Liu Chunlai once again had a black line.

Who is 25 and has a body?

"Eat, you go out. I don’t know when you can have a full meal. If you eat outside, it’s not like at home. You have to pay for everything..." Liu Fuwang divided some of his bowl to Yang Aiqun, and even gave the only one. An fried egg was also given to Yang Aiqun.

Yang Aiqun gave Liu Chunlai the egg again.

Liu Chunlai turned over the bottom of the bowl and found that there were originally two fried eggs in his bowl.

Put one fried egg to Liu Fuwang, and another to Yang Aiqun's bowl.

Yang Aiqun moved the bowl away, but Liu Chunlai couldn't follow it.

Put the egg in the bowl of Yang Aiqun.

The big yellow dog wandering around the table as early as the thunder, jumped up directly, bit the fried egg on Liu Chunlai's chopsticks, and ran outside after landing.

"You are sick!" Yang Aiqun was anxious, put the bowl on the table and went after the big yellow dog.

"Mom, it just eats it, it's useless for you to catch up!" Liu Chunlai didn't understand.

"I have to hit it a few times!"

Liu Fuwang didn't say a word, he was satisfied with a mouthful of noodles and soup.

Liu Chunlai put the other fried egg in the bowl directly into the bowl of the old lady, and divided a part of the noodles, and gave Liu Fuwang a chopstick, leaving only a half bowl in his bowl.

Liu Fuwang didn't stop it at all.

Just looking at Liu Chunlai's eyes changed a little.

"This plague is getting worse and worse! I stole two eggs in the afternoon..." Mother Yang Aiqun came back grinningly, put the stick in her hand at the door, and was stunned when she saw the bowl.

"Mom, I'm full, I'll go to sleep first..." Liu Chunlai didn't want to push around with his mother.

Just a half bowl of noodles, I'm really not full.

"Let's eat. When your son grows up, you should enjoy the blessing..." Liu Fuwang sighed.

If the son had been so sensible earlier, it is estimated that his grandson would be in elementary school.

"But my daughter-in-law is gone..." Yang Aiqun shed tears as he ate the noodles, and cried out at the end.

Liu Chunlai was in the room when he heard the cry of the old lady outside, and he was very uncomfortable.

Although these are not his biological parents, they occupy their son's body.

Secretly swear in my heart, this trip to the mountain city, we must find a way to make my mother live a good life.

In the original life, his parents were also very kind to him and gave him what he wanted, but his parents were busy and rarely had time to spend with him.

Liu Fuwang and Yang Aiqun felt more real than the original parents gave him.

"Wow..."

The big yellow dog who snatched an omelet to eat barked outside.

"What are you doing?" Liu Fuwang's stern voice came from outside.

"Uncle Fuwang, this was brought together by Liu Jiapo's various families. Chun came as a standard bearer and took everyone to the life of poverty. We have nothing else..." Liu Jiuwa replied.

He and Liu Zhiqiang put things in the dam, picked up the pole and ran away.

"Come back! Take these back..." Liu Fuwang shouted to the two who had run away.

Yang Aiqun came out and saw the situation, "What are they doing?"

"It's not like you said that you didn't eat a single rice or a drop of oil from Liu's family in Spring..." Liu Fuwang gave Yang Aiqun a look.

Yang Aiqun said quietly, "I was out of anger at the time. These things, please go back..."

If you take it, Liu Chunlai will be completely tied to the entire Liu family.

"Mom, don't send it back. There is still a big rooster here. We will hold all the chicks when the time comes. Let's build a chicken farm!" Liu Chunlai looked at those things and sighed again.

Yang Aiqun was anxious, "Spring is here, this won't be enough. Many families are expecting chickens to lay eggs and kerosene to buy salt to buy matches..."

"Do you know what it means to accept?" Liu Fuwang's face was also full of seriousness.

He is not afraid of people saying to accept gifts.

"I know." Liu Chunlai naturally knows what this means. "Father, you have a little confidence in me! If you return to the mountain city this time, if you still don't believe it, just return these to each family..."

"So many chickens, what are you feeding!" Yang Aiqun was a little big.

She also wants to feed more chickens.

There is not enough food for people to eat. Where can there be more chickens?

The heavy-minded Liu Fuwang didn't answer, he turned around and went back to the house.

There are a lot of things, and they are not available to ordinary people.

However, Liu Fuwang knew how much pressure this represented. Once Liu Chun came later, he still couldn't solve it. The father and son couldn't enter Liu Jiazu's grave without saying that the happiness commune could not stay.

Why doesn't Yang Aiqun know?

But still going back now, doesn't it mean that she, the mother-in-law, doesn't trust her son and demolishes his son's desk?

"Baye Liu is too sinister!"

"This is Yangmou, I didn't send it before midday spring came and didn't express his position!" Liu Fuwang sighed.

Master Liu Baye is old and fine.

On this day, I experienced too many things that felt like novels and TV dramas, plus not sleeping last night, Liu Chunlai fell asleep early.

"Wow~"

Regardless of the unfamiliar environment, the big cock that had just been delivered started to scream after nine o'clock.

Liu Chunlai has never been awakened, with a tired face, and he really doesn't want to move.

"The chicken cries first, and it takes four o'clock in spring to leave. Why do you get up so early?" Liu Fuwang's voice faintly came from the next door.

"Oh~"

Nothing happened.

"Wow~"

Around three o'clock, the cock crows twice.

Liu Chunlai was awakened again.

His head was dizzy, and he lay down for a while before struggling.

There was already a noise from the stove outside.

"Mom, why did you get up so early?"

Go to the stove to scoop water and wash his face, and find that Yang Aiqun is already sitting at the door of the stove.

"I'll cook a bowl of rice for you, you didn't eat enough last night."

Yang Aiqun didn't say much.

Liu Chunlai washed his face, trying to help burn the fire, but found that he couldn't burn it at all.

The firewood is all thatch that has not dried out.

"Where did you cook the rice!" Yang Aiqun drove Liu Chunlai out.

Soon, a bowl of noodles was cooked.

There is no fried egg, and a spoon of finely sliced ​​bacon is covered on the surface.

These meats were made after the bacon was smoked before the Chinese New Year, and Yang Aiqun chopped it up and refined the oil, and then put it in the jar. Usually, there are guests at home or festivals or something, just scoop a little, oil and meat.

There is plenty of oil and water, and the noodles are very fragrant.

"Spring is here, go to the mountain town, not the county seat. When I go out, I am so mindful of myself. Mom is just a son like you..." He was about to cry.

"What are you talking about! Early in the morning, what is unlucky to say?" Liu Fuwang came out in a washed white Zhongshan suit.

"Bah bah bah..."

Liu Chunlai was eating the noodles, but his heart was so sad that he did not dare to speak.

Afraid of crying.

"Chun is here, don't lose the shirt you changed..." Yang Aiqun asked when Liu Chun came to leave.

"Mom, don't worry, I'll be back in seven or eight days."

Liu Chunlai held back his tears, put on the faded army green handbag, and resolutely left the house under the moonlight...