Chapter 1227 If in the future
"Attention, each group, attention, each group, you are fighting on your own, fighting on your own, take a shot and change places~"
The classic tunnel is playing on the curtain Everyone on the threshing floor was watching the battle attentively. As the plot of the movie progressed, their expressions also changed, sometimes happy, sometimes angry, sometimes regretful.
Chu Heng is also watching a movie. I don’t know why, but he started to feel sleepy after watching TV for a while at home, but now he is watching it with great enthusiasm. From time to time, he will curse the hateful little kid with the people around him. Devil.
Ni Yinghong snuggled next to him, staring at the curtain with her beautiful eyes, but she was thinking about other things in her mind.
When she came to the countryside for the first time, she saw many things and had many questions in her heart.
She couldn't understand why the countryside was so miserable. They were obviously the ones growing food, but why couldn't they have enough to eat? Obviously they grow hemp and cotton, so why is it so difficult for them to even own new clothes?
This doubt lingered in her mind for a long time, and she didn't think about it until the movie was over.
Looking at the subtitles on the curtain, Chu Heng stretched his waist lazily. He turned around to see his wife, who was in a daze. He reached out his hand and rubbed her head gently in confusion, and asked in a warm voice. Said: "What are you thinking about?"
"It's okay."
Ni Yinghong came back to her senses, smiled sweetly at her husband, stood up with him, and followed the crowd out of the threshing floor, surrounded by Yang Qing, Ren Lingling and others, and walked to Yang Guizhi's home.
Along the way, everyone around him was chatting about the plot of the movie, but Xiao Ni was not very interested in the conversation and just hummed along.
Yang Guizhi and the others didn't think much about it, just thinking that the girl was tired from the long journey.
Chu Heng knew that his wife had something on her mind, but there were so many people at the moment that it was not convenient for him to ask, so he could only wait for a while when no one was around before talking.
The group of people carried lanterns and chatted, and soon arrived at Yang Guizhi's house, and then separated and went back to their respective homes.
Yang Guizhi's house has two and a half rooms in total. There is a kitchen at the entrance, a bedroom on the left and a right, and a kang in each room.
In order to welcome Chu Heng and his wife, Yang Qing led several young brothers to tidy up the house. The yard was swept, the thatch on the house was patched, and even the walls in the house were used by them. The old newspaper was re-pasted, and it looked bright under the orange light, but it smelled of moisture, which might have something to do with the fact that the newspaper hadn't dried out yet.
Yang Qing led Chu Heng and the others to the east room, pointed to the brand new straw mat on the kang, and said: "Brother, sister-in-law, you two live in this room. The mats and bedding are all new, and the cabinets There is hot water in the thermos above, which is freshly boiled, and the latrine..."
The hostess Yang Guizhi became more and more awkward as she listened, always feeling that she was good Like a guest, before he could finish speaking, he couldn't help but interject: "Okay, okay, you two go back quickly. This is my home. I am more familiar with it than you, so there is no need to explain it in such detail."
"Hey." Yang Qing grinned and said, "Sister Guizhi, if you didn't tell me, I would have almost forgotten that you are also from our village."
"You brat made me laugh at your sister!" Yang Guizhi smiled and patted him on the shoulder, then drove him away again: "Okay, come back quickly. Chu Heng and your sister-in-law have been tired for a day and need to rest. "So Yang Qing led Ren Lingling to say goodbye to them, and left Yang Guizhi with the lantern in the direction of their return. It’s not the Yang family or the Ren family, but the firewood stack at the entrance of the village...
After they left, Yang Guizhi found a candle and placed it in Chu Heng’s house, leaving it behind. They got up for the night, and then said something else. They left a message saying that she had something to do, and then yawned and went back to another room to sleep.
"This Yang Qing, I guess he gave us his wedding quilt." Chu Heng glanced at the colorful brand new quilt with dragon and phoenix patterns on the kang, shook his head and asked his wife to get on the kang As he sat down, he took an enamel washbasin in the house that was also brand new and went to the kitchen water tank to fill some water. Then he came back and washed himself with his wife, then turned off the light, took off his clothes and got into bed.
In the darkness, in an unfamiliar environment, Chu Heng's heart palpitated, but he did nothing. Instead, he gently hugged his wife's smooth and plump body from behind, and asked with concern: "What's wrong with you Ni Yinghong? Look at it. You looked absent-minded while watching the movie.”
Ni Yinghong turned around, faced this husband who was always known as a very understanding man, blinked her eyes, and asked the questions in her heart.
Chu Heng actually didn’t know much about these things, but this didn’t stop him from being silly. So after hearing this, he pondered for a moment, then put a plate of fruit on the stall and said nonchalantly: “Hey , I bet that’s what you’re talking about?”
“You should know that the countryside is different from our city. , we eat commercial food, no matter men, women, old or young, there is a supply from birth, so no matter rich or poor, several workers, the basic ration will not be less, and there will rarely be hunger or lack of clothes. "< br>
“In rural areas, work points are exchanged for food, money, and other things. In fact, if we really talk about it, If the year is good, the work points earned by a strong laborer are higher than the salary of a worker in the city. If he only supports himself, his life should be better than ours. But look at which family is not like this? They are old people and children, with a lot of younger siblings. Some families only have seven or eight children, so they earn evenly among the work points. When we come down, we are naturally stretched. Some families have more people and less labor. After all the rations have been distributed throughout the year, they still owe money to the brigade."
After hearing this, Ni Yinghong thought about it thoughtfully and became even more puzzled. "Then why do they want to have more children? Wouldn't their lives be easier this way?"
"There are many reasons for this." Chu Heng grabbed the fruit stand with a smile: "Some of them are girls who want a son, and some of them are accidentally conceived, so just let nature take its own course."
Ni Yinghong slapped off its claws, curled her lips and said: "Really I don’t understand that these people can’t afford to raise them anymore, so why do they have to have so many children?”
“You really don’t care about how many children you have. If you eat a few mouthfuls of food, what will happen to you?" Chu Heng said speechlessly.
Ni Yinghong arched her arms in her husband's arms, feeling overflowing with motherly love: "I just feel sorry for those children, don't you see? Many children in the village have bare buttocks, and there are many girls among them!"
< br> "What's the use of feeling sorry for me? This kind of situation happens all over the country too many times. Are you feeling distressed enough to come here? Okay, go to bed quickly." Chu Heng tightened his arms around his wife and slowly closed his eyes.
Ni Yinghong, however, was not sleepy at all. She touched her bulging belly and recalled the movie she watched today. The little girl wearing a hundred-pin clothes and looking longingly at the wotou in other people's hands had a seed in her heart. Quietly sprouted.
If you have the ability in the future, you must do something!
(End of this chapter)