Before six o'clock, the village that had been silent for a night woke up and became lively.

The chicken cage opened, and the rooster and the hen rushed out. The hen clattered, the rooster raised its head and flapped its wings. The pig couldn't wait, and hummed and used its long beak to arch. On the Paulownia tree behind the house, birds were chirping. On the path outside the house, there were "rustling" footsteps, and there were also a few coughs. Those light steps, which should be empty-handed, heavy and steady, must have come back from the well to carry water. You could still hear a little farther away, a loud-sounding woman shouting, "Go and help my brother put on her clothes!"...

It was also very hot in the morning. Feng Yiping, who had wanted to stay in bed for a few more minutes, got up quickly. In fact, he was still a little uncomfortable these days. He hadn't gotten up so early for many years, and he got up so early every day.

In the countryside, breakfast is never made up. For example, if you use porridge and steamed buns in the pot, it won’t work. If you don’t get hungry, most of the work in the countryside requires effort.

So you have to cook rice seriously in the morning, and of course, you may order whatever dishes you want.

After dinner, he helped feed the pigs. Feng Yiping hid the thick stack of manuscript paper in the straw hat, held the straw hat in the middle, and held it in his hand, so that his parents would not see it, and it would cost him some more talk.

Mei Qiuping took out a dozen eggs from the jar and put them in a net bag. She picked from the mountain in spring and dried bamboo shoots with thumb-sized dried bamboo shoots. She wrapped a pack and placed them on the eggs. She repeatedly told Feng Yiping to be careful on the road and not jump around. Feng Yiping joked, "Mom, are you worried about me or eggs?"

Mei Qiuping laughed and scolded a few times, chasing behind her and shouting, "The sun is big, put on the hat!"

When I was a child, Feng Yiping liked to go there. I had many uncles and took him to play, but I didn’t have to work. I could always eat a few meals. I could see cars on the road. I felt that my grandfather’s house was more comfortable than home. I heard from my mother that when I was a child, there were a few times when I stayed at my grandfather’s house and didn’t want to go back. Feng Yiping had no impression of this at all.

However, as he grew up, his uncles got married one after another, and his wives and children had a lot of things to do, so he didn't have time to take him to play. He gradually became sensible and had to help with some things within his ability at home. It was not easy to play at his relatives' house every day, so he went less.

This is how farm work in rural areas is. Some people do it, and some people do it. If you add two people, you still have something to do. Children can find things for you to do, while the elderly can find things for you to do. In short, you are not afraid of too many people, you can always find things to do.

When I went to my grandfather's house, I had to climb three mountains and pass four villages to reach Meijiakou next to the provincial road.

The scenery along the way is actually pretty good. The sky is very blue. Looking around, it is full of green, mixed with colorful wild flowers. The mountains are mainly pine trees. In another month or two, the leaves of the pine trees will slowly turn yellow and wither. At this time, it is the deepest time of green, and it is green and lush.

The last mountain has the best scenery. At the foot of the mountain is a river. The water is not big, but it is very clear. Under the sunlight, it is sparkling and winding among the mountains. The mountain is not high or too steep, but there are five vigorous pine trees on the top, which immediately improves its level, with a vigorous, secluded and elegant temperament. The most beautiful and eye-catching thing is the bright reds blooming in the mountains. Those reds in clusters, and some places simply form a piece, blooming very brilliantly, spread on the green bottom, which is very beautiful.

At this time, if there is a SLR, it would be great.

He walked fast along the way, but it was still early, so he simply carried the net bag and climbed to the top of the mountain. The more he walked to the top of the mountain, the clearer the sound of the motor of the car on the road far away. The top of the mountain was not big, and there was a small piece of flat ground. He carefully placed the egg on the ground and climbed a large rock. The situation of a few miles in his eyes.

He looked back and saw only the winding path when he came, and could not see the Feng Jiachong behind the mountains. Looking forward, the white road was at the foot of the mountain and next to another river. At this time, you could see a car. Here, you could also see the village of my grandfather. Looking far away, at the end of the road and where the river turns, you could vaguely see the outline of some buildings, that is, the town.

The mountain breeze gently brushed across his face. Feng Yi calmly looked at the familiar and unfamiliar scenery, looking forward from time to time, and turning his head back from time to time. Most of the time, he seemed to sit there in a daze.

It was almost a few hours before he stood up, patted his butt, jumped off the stone, and ran down the mountain with his net bag, while singing "Red Mountain".

At the foot of the mountain, an old man led a cow to the mountain, watching him carrying an egg in a net bag, as if he was visiting a relative, but he was getting down from the mountain, which was a little unclear. Of course, he could not have imagined that Feng Yiping was watching the scenery on the mountain, joking, what was there to see if he lived here all his life?

Feng Yiping smiled and nodded at him, "Grafting cattle!" He ran towards his grandfather's house.

The wall is not big, with only about 20 families in total. Going south along the provincial road, you will reach the town and go north for more than 10 miles. It is the town middle school where Feng Yiping is about to attend.

Meijiakou also makes a living by farming, just because the road has been opened long ago and there are more ways to make money. What's more important is that, right next to the provincial highway, although it is more than twenty miles away from Feng Yiping's family, it has much more open-minded ideas.

Grandma passed away two years ago. Grandpa Mei Jianzhong just turned 70 this year. He has four sons, plus Feng Yiping's mother, a total of 5 children. He has been the captain of the brigade's production team before. He has some knowledge and is quite open-minded.

The old saying goes, there are many children and many blessings, but this sentence is completely inapplicable in the current rural areas.

Mei Qiuping is the eldest, and there are four brothers below. The other three have gotten married and started a family. They have long been separated, leaving only my uncle and grandfather to form a family.

The eldest son wins and works at home.

The second son, Guoping, has the best life now. He has learned skills from a stonemason when he was a child. This year, he rented a house in the county with his wife and children. In the past two years, he has built many self-built houses, but he can find things to do all year round. It is hard work and hard work, but his income is good.

The Three Kingdoms are prosperous, and the wife's family is famous for being powerful. Everyone in the village knows it. Before getting married, Mei Jianzhong bought the village oil mill for him, and then helped the third brother marry his daughter-in-law. The oil mill is in another village in the village, about seven miles away from his grandfather's house, and he usually doesn't come here without any trouble.

People are not worried about being weak but not being inequality, and they are even more inequality among brothers! In addition, the eldest and second daughter-in-law are not easy to use. The parents-in-law bought the oil mill for the third child, so of course they didn't do it. They kept saying that they were just blaming their family members for being honest and married without mentioning any requests back then. They had been making trouble for this matter for a long time.

Now there are two children in the third child. Every time they see the third daughter-in-law, they feel uncomfortable without saying a few strange words. So although they are in the same village, the third family does not have much contact with this place.

Of course, more than two thousand years ago, I taught us that everything has two sides, and this is the same. Originally, the eldest aunt and the second aunt were always dirty. When the third aunt came in, the two of them both abandoned the grievances and entanglements of the past, and joined hands without hesitation to deal with the third aunt.

So, who says men are the best fighting?

In the future, if my uncle marrys his wife, maybe my aunt and second aunt will smile with my third aunt and I will forget their grudges. The three of them join forces to target my aunt--there is a high possibility.

My uncle has not gotten married yet and now lives with his grandfather. He is the most restless among the four brothers. He bought "Wu Lin" every time and practiced martial arts. He was also very enthusiastic about qigong for a while. Now, he is in the provincial capital and is not at home. Therefore, his grandfather, who is in his seventies, actually depends on himself.

When Feng Yiping arrived, there was no one in his uncle's house next door, and he probably was still busy in the field.

Grandpa was sitting under the cherry tree in the backyard, and his two-year-old cousin Ruirui was following a puppy.

"Grandpa!"

Mei Jianzhong turned around and it turned out that it was the eldest grandson who came.

"Isn't school going to start? Why are you here?"

While talking, he went into the house and was about to pour him water.

Feng Yiping handed him the things in his hand, and Mei Jianzhong complained, "I don't need food, why do I bring these things?"

Feng Yiping said, "Grandpa, you have something to you. This is the little thing that parents like their children, it is different."

Grandpa was a little relieved. He had just graduated from elementary school and his grandson looked a little bit like he spoke.

It was still early, and before lunch, Feng Yiping moved a bench and sat next to his grandfather and chatted.

Grandpa asked about his parents' health, especially his mother. Feng Yiping said that they were all very good. When asked about his sister, Feng Yiping said that he was also very good at the city's clothing factory and he could go home for the New Year at the end of the year.

In fact, a girl from the same village came back with a letter saying that her sister is not working in the city's clothing factory now, and she has sex with a girl in the city, and then resigns.

When talking about his sister, Feng Yiping still complained. After graduating from elementary school, Feng Yuxuan, who was just 15 years old, had no intention of studying. She went to the city with a girl working in a textile factory in the village, and found a job.

But the girls in the same village who were in the same factory and had some money to send back every month, and it was constantly coming every month. She never had one, and she didn't even have a letter.

I went out the previous year and never went home. I remember that I would go home for the New Year at the end of next year. I dressed up very fashionablely, but I paid less than 100 yuan to my family. Thinking of my daughter going out to work at such a young age, my parents couldn't bear to blame me. Even if I said anything, she said, "I'm willing, can you care?" and said, and there was another catchphrase that often spoke, "Go your own way and let others say it!"

Feng Yuxuan was as unreliable as ever. Until 1998, Feng Yiping also worked. She subsidized her family for less than 500 yuan, and 8 years, 500 yuan!

When Feng Yiping was studying in technical secondary school, it was the most difficult time at home. He was worried about his living expenses of more than 100 yuan every month. After borrowing it from the wall, Feng Yuxuan still didn't help. Later, when something happened, everyone didn't mention her. It seemed that they had forgotten at home. In fact, there was another person who could share the burden and contribute.

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