"It's okay, squeeze, squeeze, how can you let the child stand?"

      As Mr. Xue took out a piece of malt sugar and stuffed it into the little girl's torn pocket. This was what he bought on the street just now. It was not that he loved it, but that he saw the malt sugar that stirred up the past, so he bought it for 50 cents, heavy, and a piece of the boss.

     The little girl looks seven or eight years old, she is in the summer. She wears a coat that fits together for several steps. She has a blush on her face and sweaty on her forehead.

    "Come on, sit outside and take a breather by the window!"

    Half Xue reached out and carried the little girl to the air outlet. "Sit here to eat candy, don't cover it. Don't melt the candy, it will taste different!"

    "I won't eat it, leave it to my younger brother and sister!"

    The little girl shook her head and didn't sit down. Perhaps she listened to Mr. Xue's words, took out the malt sugar in her pocket, held it in the window and breeze.

    "Brother, you are so precious to Geng!"

    "What is Gui Geng? My name is Zeng Wangcai!"

    "I ask you how old you are!"

    "Fifteen, why do you think I look old? I have no idea. Farmers, there are many people at home, how can I not grow old!"

     Half Xue was really shocked. The man in front of him had wrinkles as deep as half of his carved face. He said he was fifty years old and someone believed him, but he never thought he was in his early teens.

    "Brother Zeng, this is your daughter. I just heard her say she has younger brothers and sisters. Why, your three children?"

    Her Xue probably guessed why the conditions of this family were difficult. The household with more than one child must have been fined a lot.

    "I have another sister!" the little girl snatched.

    Xue Xiang was completely silent. The poorer he became, the more he was, the poorer he became. Although it was a vicious circle, he could never avoid the traditional barriers of the family lineage.

      saw Xue Xiang's surprise, Zeng Wangcai smiled and said, "Normal things, our old surname is a lifelong man, we can't get old. There is no one who can live in the old age and inherit the incense. I am lucky. Xue Laowu in Zhangjiazhuang gave birth to four girls, but he didn't see anyone with him. He was so worried that he almost jumped into the river. By the way, why did the big brother go to Dashu Village to do? I have relatives? It doesn't look like you. The clothes you dress and smoke are all incompatible with the poor nest in Dashu Village at any time!"

     Xue Xiang said, "I heard that the scenery of Dashu Village is quite beautiful. I went there and there was nothing else. By the way, it's all open. Why don't you, your daughter, go there?"

     Zeng Wangcai said, "What are you going to do? There is no spare money. Girls are all losing money, so what's the work to do!"

     "Now the six-year compulsory education in Dejiang is exempt from miscellaneous fees? It's not okay if the child is not melted!"

     Mr. Mr. Xue frowned. The peasant brothers are good at everything, hardworking and simple. They are the same. They lack vision and have a deep-rooted stubbornness towards tradition.

     Zeng Wangcai curled his lips and didn't know how to answer. He held it in for a long time and said, "Our girl doesn't fall in love with you!"

    "I want to get on!" Surprisingly, the little girl spoke and said that. She glanced at Zhong Zeng Wangcai carefully and quickly turned her head.

    "You are tired of food and clothing when you are busy, and you still want to go, you are killing me, you are just a mother!"

     Zeng Wangcai was furious.

    Xue advised him and quickly turned the topic, "Brother Zeng, this fertilizer is for the brigade. It seems that the year of your village is good, and many villages can't afford fertilizers?"

     The country started to promote fertilizers when Xue Xiang was in charge of Koshantun. Although it was seven or eight years later, the promotion speed was still slow. It was not because the farmers could not see the benefits of fertilizers, but because they were unable to make ends meet every year, so where could they have money to buy fertilizers, a precious object.

     Dejiang's agriculture, although he was not in charge, he also understood that the city is also promoting fertilizers, but the effect is very average. The reason is that it is not that chemical fertilizers cannot increase production, but that no matter how much they are collected, they just fooled their stomachs, and they still have to pay for the fertilizer.

     "Big brother, joking, Sun wants to use this fertilizer. Indeed, using fertilizer can increase production, but no matter how much the increase is, it is not enough to repay the accumulated owes of the past. Those who owe the public will also owe it, but this fertilizer is from someone else's factory. If you take it back, you have to change it. There is only one good thing for these officials!"

     Zeng Wangcai scolded angrily.

      was scolded, and Mr. Xue was not upset. He had no choice but to say that the officials had indeed made a bad deal. As the saying goes, a piece of rat shit broke into a pot of porridge. "What you said, can you still buy and sell forcibly?"

     Zeng Wangcai curled his lips and smiled without saying anything.

    He didn't answer, and Mr. Xue didn't force him to ask, so he changed the topic and asked about the population, harvest, and strange stories in the village.

     Zeng Wangcai was a big mouth. As soon as Xue Lao put on two little pandas, this guy's mouth never stopped. He was both parents and foreigners, scolded cadres and criticized the world, and talked enthusiastically. Time flew quickly as soon as he started. Before he knew it, he entered the village.

     Zeng Wangcai stopped the car in the first shoulder warehouse, and a fat face came out of it. In the summer, this guy was wearing brown shorts and holding a bottle of Erguotou in his hand. He was a little tilted when he walked. "Zeng Wangcai, you are so fucking fast that you pulled the goods back so quickly. Hurry up, unload the old into the warehouse!"

    "No, Director Song, I agreed that I would take the goods back and then get rid of them. I still have to unload them? This truck of fertilizer is thousands of pounds, and I can't unload them!"

     Zeng Wangcai jumped out of the car, slapped the car door and was about to leave.

     "If you don't undo, try to leave, damn it, it's your fault. If you believe it or not, the first one will go to your house to sell it. If you dare to leave today, I will drive your house immediately. This car is like you bought it!"

     Director Song leaned against a crooked tree and glanced at Zeng Wangcai sideways.

     Zeng Wangcai was angry and had blue veins on his face, but he didn't dare to move any longer. Seeing that his father was bullied, the little girl immediately cried loudly and was slapped on her butt by Zeng Wangcai, and ran to the house while crying.

    "Brother Zeng, let's go, don't pay attention to him, I'll ask you some more!"

     Xue Lao stepped forward and pulled Zeng Wangcai.

     Zeng Wangcai said, "Brother, you go back first. The first home in Dongtou is my house. My guests must have prepared the meals early. You go and eat first. I will bring a bottle of wine back. Let's have a good time."

     "Brother Zeng, let's go, I'm just a village gangster. My brother also knows a few cadres in the government. We need to be afraid of him!"

     Previously, when Zeng Wangcai called the drunk director Song, Mr. Xue guessed that this person was mostly a village cadre with an ant crossing the road. He couldn't lift the elephant's legs and could not show his identity. He had to say that he had friends in the government.

    How could he know? As soon as he finished speaking, Director Song smashed a bottle of wine at Old Xue. Old Xue shook his lightly and dodged. The bottle fell in response to the sound, fell to the ground, and smashed it.

     "Fuck, what guy, the toad swallows the sky, what a big tone, believe it or not, I will immediately pull you up!"

     Director Song pointed at Mr. Xue and shouted loudly.

     Zeng Wangcai panicked and said, "Director Song, please relieve the fire, my eldest brother has some phlegm. Don't be as knowledgeable as him. I'll unload the car, and then unload the car!"

      As he spoke, Zeng Wangcai opened the car, carried the fertilizer on both sides, and then moved to the warehouse.

      Old Xue shook his head and smiled bitterly, and had to follow him, and grabbed two packs with one hand and followed him quickly.

     Director Song drank some wine and was so courageous that he felt so idle. When Mr. Xue teased him, he waited to roll up his sleeves and give Mr. Xue a good look.

     When I saw Mr. Xue and the lamp grass, I picked up four packs of fertilizer and walked like flying. The courage that had been strong was quickly released.

    A pack of fertilizer is not heavy, but it is about fifty pounds. It is already very difficult for an ordinary strong man to carry two packs, but this guy picked up four packs with his armpits. Director Song asked himself that he had never seen this before and did not dare to touch his eyebrows.

      Soon, Zeng Wangcai was caught up by Mr. Xue. When he saw Mr. Xue had four packs in one go, Zeng Wangcai was frightened, "My God, big brother, you are so strong. I'm afraid you'll catch up with Mr. Wu in our village. Seeing that you were born quietly, I didn't expect to be very strong!"

    Xue Lao smiled and said, "Brother Zeng, the surname Song is a cadre in your village. Even if he is the village party secretary, he would not be so arrogant!"

      Just now, when Zeng Wangcai called the drunk director Song, Mr. Xue thought that this guy was the village committee director. Then he thought that according to the villagers, he would only call the village committee director, village chief, and not the director.

     Zeng Wangcai put down the fertilizer, approached Xue Xiang, and pinched, "Big brother, don't dare to speak loudly, damn, this person named Song is the director of the village's political and legal committee, and his brother-in-law is the township head of the village. In our Dashu Village, this person surnamed Song is even more arrogant than the secretary. Don't be arrogant with him. It's the brother who has implicated you!"

      Old Xue smiled and shook his head, waved his arms, "It's nothing, I've been idle for a long time, I just relaxed quickly."

     With Mr. Xue's help, the fertilizer was unloaded by a tractor quickly. On the second trip, Mr. Xue simply stopped clamping his armpits, but instead piled up six packs together and carried them forward. If there were no shocking suggestions, he could have moved them at once.

    Even so much that Director Song was so shocked.

     For more than ten minutes, a tractor fertilizer was removed. Xue Laoben wanted to say goodbye and went to the fields of Dashu Village. Zeng Wangcai refused to let go and dragged him home.

    The Zeng family's courtyard is very dilapidated. The left part is a brick and tile house, which is crooked and slanted, as if it is about to collapse at any time. Looking carefully, the beam of the hall was topped with a bar as thick as a bowl. The right part seems to have collapsed. It is the first time that Mr. Xue has seen it.

    The house is very messy, but the yard is still neat, with fruits and fruits, and a flock of chickens and ducks. The little girl who came back was distributing the big piece of malt sugar to the two smaller dolls. Perhaps the candy is too hard. The little girl took a scissors and made her face turn red. She didn't cut it off a little, and she was sweating profusely. (To be continued)

    

    

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