Before dawn, Yun Shu, who had increased his hearing, heard the tragic sound of pigs. After finishing her practice, she opened her eyes immediately after sniffing for a while.

Seeing that it was time to get up, Yunshu simply stopped sleeping, added a handful of fire to the big stove, put a handful of rice into the pot, and then she went out.

Walking towards the east end of the village, you will see a fat and big-eared domestic pig with limbs tied up on three sleds pulled by two cows and a mule in the village. There are more than a dozen powerful laborers wearing dog skins or sheepskin coats standing next to them, either dragging a cart or pushing a cart.

Yun Shu saw with sharp eyes that his grandfather and the village party secretary were there. Although he was empty-handed, he was fully armed. It seemed that he would follow him.

Yun Shu subconsciously looked at the snow on her ankles at least, and this trip would probably be afflicted.

In this era when "transportation is basically based on walking", my grandfather and his friends went to the commune and probably had to travel nearly 100 miles back and forth. Now, it would be great if they could get to the commune before dark.

Yunshu stood at the back wall of the house, looking at the torch made of rosin and some torn linen in the distance. She took out a dozen or so of herself from the space, secretly took out a cloth bag that did not look abrupt, and then filled it with five or six salted eggs, seven or eight black buns and a small jar of red pickles stewed with thumb-sized fish and shrimps.

Yunshu held the net bag in one hand and rubbed his hair combed in the morning casually with the other hand, which looked very messy.

Seeing that the team to the commune had already reached the entrance of the village, she took a deep breath and ran out quickly.

"Master, wait!"

A voice from far to near made Wang Dazhi and everyone stop.

While Zhao Yongqing took out a military kettle from his waist, took a sip of it, and sipped out a sip of hot water. He smelled the smell of wine, he said to Wang Dazhi beside him: "Uncle, it sounds like Da Ya's girl."

Wang Dazhi rubbed his old face that was blown by the wind and looked at the person coming, while Yun Shu ran a few steps, allowing the torch he was holding to just a little bit of it.

Yun Shu took a few breaths, then smiled at the uncles and brothers' neighbors, and said embarrassedly: "I thought I was getting up early enough, but I didn't expect it to be late." As she said that, she handed the cloth bag to her grandfather.

"Master, I have to go to the commune for a day. There are a few salted eggs and pickles I pickled with dry food. It tastes a bit delicious. It's cold and the uncles and uncles will find a way to drink hot water, and you will have a bad stomach."

As soon as Yun Shu finished speaking, he heard a few kind laughter. Zhao Yongqing said enviously: "Uncle, this girl is filial."

Wang Dazhi only felt that his granddaughter was doing this, and he really gave him a face. He listened to Zhao Yongqing's words and looked proud and said, "This girl is really filial to me and this master. If you have a delicious bite, you have to give it to me."

However, he wanted to hand the cloth bag to Yunshu again, "Your milk brings dry food to me. Everything I eat is delicious. You can take this salty egg back and eat it with Dazhuang."

Nowadays, especially in winter, hens do not lay eggs. If anyone can have a few eggs, they will have to keep them for the New Year (qie, three times) while salted eggs are even more precious.

Although Wang Dazhuang still has no choice but to treat the old woman, except for Xiao Wu’s private money, the rest of the money was saved for the three of Da Ya and the brothers.

While receiving disability subsidy, he could also get some candy and biscuit tickets. He used to collect it for the old woman, and he asked her to distribute it when she bought it. The younger son was not capable of his eldest son, and the younger daughter was an old girl. The old woman was partial to him. He knew it, but he didn't say anything. After all, the eldest son's family, a soldier and a teacher, was really not bad for these things.

But now, he can't pretend to be fair without knowing anything.

So he simply took back the supplement tickets and divided them into four parts, one for the old woman, one for the daughter, one for the younger son, and one for the eldest son.

If the old woman wants to make a fuss, she will make a fuss. Anyway, she will make a fuss about him, but she will never look for Da Ya's third child. She is worried about her face.

It turns out that if Wang Dazhi really wanted to build his old wife, it would be impossible. But in the past, the old woman followed him to fight and ran around, and had not had a day of peace. When he got old, he would feel uncomfortable watching his wife get angry.

What can Wang Dazhi do? He can only separate the two parties and clean them up.

But I can't resist the fact that Da Ya and Da Zhuang are really filial. On the same day, I did what I said to be filial to the elderly on behalf of their father. I had to give you any delicious food.

But the old woman seemed to be fascinated by her heart, looking down on her eldest daughter-in-law, and even the three big girls and sisters became thorns in their eyes. Even the food they sent were so angry that they didn't eat it.

This made Wang Dazhi feel no longer sweet when eating meat, and his worried hair was about to fall out.

But he didn't know that what Yun Shu wanted was this effect.

...

Although this scene is just a whim of Yun Shu, it is obvious that the effect has reached what she wants, how could she take back the things!

So Yunshu stuffed the cloth bag directly to Uncle Zhao, and then ran away. After running away, he shouted to her grandfather: "Master, don't forget to buy two kilograms of white flour for my house. I want to eat dumplings with oil-scrape filling."

Wang Dazhi only felt that his granddaughter had not seen him and had no advantage at all. He waved his hand and shouted, "It's windy outside, hurry up and go back."

After watching his granddaughter run away, Wang Dazhi said: "Let's leave quickly, hand over the mission pigs, exchange some food coupons, buy white flour, and let the family make dumplings when they come back."

When it comes to dumplings, no one doesn't swallow their saliva. A young man from Twenty-soulo was smiling and said, "Captain, come back and kill the pigs. I also asked my mother to make me a dumpling with oil-filled dumplings."

After he said that, the others burst into laughter, and Wang Dazhi looked at the young man helplessly, "Xu Wufu, when will your mother not pass by?"

This young man is the youngest son of Mrs. Xu who was punished by Yunshu. The boy Yunshu beat him was his eldest brother's son.

Although there is such a mother who loves to chew on her wife, Xu Wufu is very popular in the brigade, but now she is twenty-three or four years old and still has a single dog.

It is because his mother is so stingy that she can’t even give up the betrothal gift of thirty kilograms of corn. She had agreed to be a wife two years ago and was so ugly.

He was not in a hurry, just wandering around so much that his mother's mouth was so anxious that she was soaked. But the betrothal gift for this year was different from last year. Not to mention thirty kilograms of corn, even one hundred kilograms, a slightly square girl may not be willing to be at home.

Her mother's stingy temper appeared again, which made the matchmakers from Siwaibazhuang helpless.

Now Xu Wufu said that this is not a festive season, and he asked his mother to make white flour dumplings with oil-filled residue. If everyone hadn't known that he was unregulated and thought he had something to say, who wouldn't know that his family and the Wang family were not in the way!

When everyone walked for a long time and found a place to leeward to make a fire to rest, Wang Dazhi did not eat alone as Yunshu expected.

When more than a dozen men stewed fish and shrimps with salted eggs and extremely delicious pickles, Xu Wufu sighed sincerely: "Captain, Da Ya's niece, is indeed worth a meal of white noodles dumplings with oil-filled residue."

The arrogant Wang Dazhi:...

It sounds like praising his big girl, but why does it sound so wrong!

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