Author: Watermelon is a fruit

"My mother, I still miss you."

Liu Yihui knew that his mother had no nostalgia for that mountain village at all. The reason why she never left was because she wanted to wait for the man to come back and ask her why he silently left her and her daughter behind.

It's been more than ten years since I left.

This breath had been held in her heart for so long that it had already become a heart disease.

"How about we find a way to find it?"

Although Zhao Changan said this, he actually knew better than Liu Yihui that there was no chance.

Regulations for China's first generation of ID cards were only introduced in 1984. It has taken more than ten years, and now there are still some people in marginal areas who have not boarded the plane to apply for ID cards.

In the past, when I went out, I relied on a letter of introduction from my work unit or village or street and a work permit as proof of identity.

After the reform and opening up, as a large number of laborers were liberated and went to work in developed coastal areas, especially many of the letters of introduction issued by the villages were accepted by the companies as retentions. When these people went to work in other factories, they basically asked for nothing.

State your name.

As a result, a large number of migrant workers without valid identity documents were formed, and many people settled down in the subsequent years, and their identity information became diverse.

For example, Zhao Changan's birthday was actually in March according to the lunar calendar, but when he filled in his age at school, he still doesn't know how it turned into October. Maybe he filled it in randomly, or there was an error somewhere.

This phenomenon was very common in that era and was not unusual at all.

Liu Yihui's father was a romantic salesman who traveled from village to village, and his mother, Jiao Fengyue, was deceived by him in this way. After she became pregnant with Liu Yihui, she thought that she already had a child in her belly, so she packed up gifts and men.

When I visited my parents' house, I was beaten half to death by Liu Yihui's uncles.

It was at that time that Liu Yihui's mother suffered from the disease, which never got better.

The widow Liu Yihui's father hooked up with was originally planning to marry her brother after his death, and the family was from a wealthy family. If Liu Yihui's father was caught, he could be put into a pig cage.

So it must have fallen leaves and taken root somewhere else.

Including Liu Yihui's brother-in-law's family, there is no news about his biological brother.

Of course, there are other possibilities. At that time, Liu Yihui's father took away all the money he had earned from working as a salesman for many years, and borrowed money from everywhere, including the widow, who also took away all the valuable things in the family.

It's not impossible to be killed while escaping.

After this happened that year, the widow's father-in-law, brother-in-law and a large group of people with the same surname went to Liu Yihui's house to ask for an explanation. The old man in the village said that since he abducted your aunt, it would be fair to give you an aunt back, but it had to be done.

Liu Yihui's father's debts must be paid off, and Liu Yihui's mother and daughter must also ensure that they have food to eat.

As a result, he was ridiculed for a while, saying that this sick man was not given away for free, let alone carrying an oil bottle!

Liu Yihui's mother was also stubborn and spent more than ten years slowly paying off all her debts. No matter how miserable, tired or poor she was, she still insisted on letting Liu Yihui go to school.

This is also the reason why in the previous life, every time Liu Yihui returned to his hometown to pay homage to his mother, he always went back to Zheng City on the same day and had no contact with the village at all.

In a word, it hurts too deeply!

"If you think about it, just think about it. Going to Wenjiacun is not leaving the mountain city. It is only fifty or sixty miles away from your hometown. Liu Jinxiu is running and pushing under Jiangcheng Tian Xue. If anything happens to your hometown, he can help.

Communicate with you?"

Zhao Changan suddenly laughed like a ghost: "That Huang Xinyuan actually looks fair and fair, why don't you give her to Huo Huo to avenge the past."

"Boss An, didn't I let Qiuqiu suffer a big loss and let her take advantage of me?"

Liu Yihui looked at Zhao Changan in confusion: "When I was in Zheng City, I was so tired in Qiuqiu alone that my waist and legs hurt. Sometimes I would be pestered again in the morning, and my legs would tremble when I got up. Besides, she

What if they stalk me because of this? Qiuqiu will be so heartbroken that if people in my hometown know about it, my mother will be so angry that she can’t hold her head up even if my dad and I are shameless.

!”

"Ha ha!"

Wen Ye laughed: "This is called sweetness for you and shit for me. You two have different outlooks on life. If you two want to communicate on the matter of men and women, it's like chicken and duck talking. People like Sun Yiyang and Tong Xiaoyu

People are your kindred spirits."

"Prince, don't laugh. It's not easy for Boss An. Every woman has her own purpose. Didn't you joke before that women conquer the world by conquering men, and Boss An controls the world by conquering women?

"

Speaking of this, Liu Yihui couldn't help but think of something, and shuddered heavily. He looked at Zhao Changan with admiration and pity and said: "Boss An, I sometimes feel that I am unable to deal with Qiuqiu. Didn't you complain when you went to Zheng City last year?

I was almost exhausted, so I asked the prince to prepare a bottle of big tonic pills for me. You have so many women, it will be very tiring! Besides, medicine is only three parts poisonous, so I have to take it easy if I keep taking tonic pills."

"I'm here to help you, cousin! I'm born with great strength. I've never done anything like this to a weakling like you who still takes big pills."

Zhao Changan angrily refuted Liu Yihui and glanced at Wen Ye.

"Think about Old Man Li who has ankylosing spondylitis. Besides, he is already very satisfied with just one woman. Why don't you want to be a savior and create a love saint?"

There were some words that Wen Ye did not elaborate on with Zhao Changan. Before that, he was going to take out all the pills and give them to Zhao Changan. If he could achieve good results, it would be considered as a way to strengthen his body.

However, Zhao Changan's performance was pretty good and he didn't waste all the pills.

But Wen Ye kept using the remaining pills for experiments, and finally cultivated a small matchbox of the first-generation fermented mud, but there were only nine pills left in his hand.

A genius like him had been soaking in the medicine jar for several years since he was a child, and only used eight pills.

In his opinion, let alone not giving it to Liu Yihui, even if it were given, these nine would be a waste.

And after fifty or sixty years of condensation and condensation, these nine pills are already worth a thousand pieces of gold. Every time one is used, Wen Ye's flesh will ache for a long time.

"Okay, talk to your mother and try to move as early as possible. If you have agreed, let me know and I will find someone to move your family."

It was getting late, and Zhao Changan was a little sleepy.

Moreover, I have to accompany my senior brother Jin Guangren to have a good tour of Mingzhu tomorrow, especially since I need to drink well and rest early.

"Don't make a decision whether you want to live in the old village courtyard or those big tile-roofed houses. Wait until your mother moves there. In my opinion, I'll move to the old village first to keep my grandma company. My grandma has always wanted to live there.

I think the village headquarters is too big. It’s too quiet at night and there’s no human sound. If you’re not used to it, it’s not too late to move to a big tile-roofed house.”
Chapter completed!