"It's too hot. It's not easy to deal with the baby. Let's put the full moon wine aside for now and then we can do something about it when he turns one year old."
Fu Jingyou shook his head, not mentioning that the full moon wine has already been organized in northern Beijing. He said with a warm smile:
"The children have to go to school. The main reason for coming back this time is to apply for household registration. I also want to see my uncle and aunt by the way."
The older generation will help. Children are a common thing.
Although Fu Jingyou is not the biological son of the He family, He Hongjin had a stroke and fell ill before, and he was no worse than his biological son when he ran back and forth.
Hearing him take the child to school, the villagers thought he had brought the child back and asked the captain and his wife to help take care of it.
Nothing was said in the gossip. The uncles were all lamenting how fast time flies.
I used to think that it would be difficult for him, a member of the black family, to find a wife.
As a result, not only did he find a capable wife, but now the baby is going to school.
This is too incredible.
So much so that when you realize what is really happening, you always feel a sense of distortion.
A few uncles rolled up the brim of their hats to fan themselves, and chatted around Fu Jingyou from east to west, north and south for a while. They took a break to cool down, and soon went back to the threshing floor to continue their work.
And he told Fu Jingyou that he would come to him later to chat about the big city after he finished his work later.
Fu Jingyou nodded and agreed one by one with a smile.
The uncles left, but there was still a person standing in front of Fu Jingyou.
"Yu Zhiqing?"
Fu Jingyou looked at the tanned and thin young man in front of him with beads of sweat on his forehead and shoulders, and felt a little confused:
"Do you have anything to say? ?”
Yu Hao hasn’t said a word since he came here just now.
A few uncles left, but he didn't leave. It was obvious that there was something difficult to say.
"...Ha, this."
Yu Hao's eyes flickered and he avoided it, still holding the wooden handle for raising millet in his hand.
He scratched the back of his head dryly twice, and after a while he looked back at Fu Jingyou:
“It’s nothing, I just want to ask... Comrade Xiaoliu, what are you doing this time? Are you with Lu Zhiqing when you come back?"
Fu Jingyou glanced at Yu Hao calmly and did not rush to reply.
"I don't mean anything else... It's just that in the past two years, everyone has passed the exam one after another, and I am the only educated youth who jumped in the queue. Suddenly I heard that a familiar face came back, and I was very happy."
Yu Hao also seemed to Realizing that it was slightly inappropriate to ask this question, he quickly added:
"I originally thought that if Lu Zhiqing came back, I would talk to her and ask her what the current situation is in the city... Of course, if it is convenient for her, it doesn't matter if it is inconvenient."
Yu Hao scratched his head and spoke very straightforwardly, but his smile was a little embarrassing.
There was expectation in his eyes, but Fu Jingyou could only pour cold water on him:
"The child is still young and cannot be separated from her mother. She didn't come back with her from Beijing."
"Ah...that's it."
Yu Hao nodded, his expression wilting. He paused and said, "Okay then."
He smiled reluctantly, said a few words of greetings, and was about to go back to work while holding the wooden cover.
Fu Jingyou looked at his back that was a bit beyond his age, called to him and said:
"Yu Zhiqing, I also know a little about the situation in the city. If you want to know anything, you can come to He's house to see me later when you are not busy."
"Okay, okay."
Yu Hao nodded repeatedly, with a sincere smile, but also tired from the vicissitudes of life.
He said goodbye and left. Fu Jingyou didn't look at him too much. He took the key and went up the steps to open the door.
"Gedeng", just as the lock was pulled out of the door knocker, a soft voice calling "Dad" suddenly came from not far behind.
Fu Jingyou subconsciously turned around.
Aunt Zaohua in the team is walking towards the threshing floor with a basket in one hand and a half-grown girl in the other.
The little girl shouted "Dad", broke away from Zaohuaniang's hand, and ran tremblingly to the threshing floor first.
At the same time, Yu Hao, who was busy raising millet, put down the wooden handle, bowed and picked up the little girl:
"Huijuan, it's so hot, why did you come here? ?Hmm?”
"My mother-in-law brings food to dad, and I will also bring food to dad."
"So good." Yu Hao touched the little girl, wiped her sweat, put down the person and stood up:
"Mom."
Zaohua Niang nodded, handed him the basket, and asked him to find a shady place to sit down and eat.
"..."
Fu Jingyou frowned and raised his eyebrows, confusion and astonishment flashing in his eyes.
Is there something wrong with his memory?
Why did Yu Hao call Zaohua Niang "Mother"?
Isn’t it Xu Yao who married Zaohua?
When did you have such a big child?
Suppressing his doubts, Fu Jingyou remained silent.
I looked through every room in the house, then opened the back door and looked at the situation in the backyard.
He Hongjin and Chen Guifen should come over occasionally.
Although there is a musty smell in the house and the dust is a bit heavy, the open space under the jujube tree in front and the backyard are quite tidy.
There are weeds, but they are nowhere near as desolate as the last time we came back. Even bamboo can grow into the backyard.
No one lived here, so Fu Jingyou didn't bother to clean up. He opened the windows for ventilation. He locked the door and went back to the He family.
When they arrived at He's house, He Hongjin was already on the ground.
Chen Guifen is still at home, but she is not idle either.
She packed several bags of lotus root powder, new mung beans harvested this year, etc. in small linen bags.
Fu Jingyou knew what was going on as soon as he walked in.
"I haven't finished eating what I sent last time. Auntie, don't do this. I won't take it anyway. If I take it, it will be wasted."
"There are so many people in your place. If you can spoil something, wouldn’t it be easier to spoil it if your uncle and I are the only ones in the house?”
Chen Gui? Fen glanced at him and continued to work, preparing to take them with him when he left:
“Don’t be shy, we have these at home, they are not rare things, just take them. Let Miao Yatou and her in-laws and mother-in-law try it. The new mung beans are delicious in soup and steamed rice.”
"..."
Fu Jingyou hesitated to speak.
Knowing that Chen Guifen could not be persuaded, he stopped talking.
Pour a load of water into the teapot. Fu Jingyou sat on the pony at the door and drank slowly. He casually asked how Yu Hao and Zaohua were doing.
You don’t know if you don’t ask. Asking really subverts the three views.
Xu Yao ran away.
Abandoned his wife and son and ran away.
After failing the college entrance examination twice before, Xu Yao went crazy.
Especially when all the educated youths in the same team received the admission notice, only Xu Yao did not, so Xu Yao became even more crazy.
Afraid that he would be tied up alone in this poor mountain village, Xu Yao resorted to damaging tactics.
When he failed to steal the admission notice of the male educated youth in his team, he hid the truth from Zaohua and tricked her into getting divorced.
By the time Zaohuaniang found out what happened, she had already run away.
This incident happened once, and He Hongjin reported it to the brigade, the commune, and the county police.
But Xu Yao’s ticket purchase records were not found at any of the stations.
We can’t find this person, so everyone is just guessing.
It is said that Xu Yao probably ran away from Yanji and followed the cargo ships traveling from north to south. (End of this chapter)