The villagers in the yard laughed when they heard this, stopped asking questions, and started moving the sacks.
Song Yu Nuan was indeed a little tired, so she lay down on the kang.
Although the house was dusty and the walls were mottled mud, not even enough to cover a newspaper, the quilt was clean and fresh, and it was very comfortable to lie down on.
Just as I was thinking about it, I heard the sound of footsteps. My younger brother Asheng climbed onto the kang, brought a pillow, and lay down next to his sister.
His voice was soft and gentle: "I am accompanying my sister. If a big rat gets on the bed, I will be the first one to bite. My sister is not afraid."
Song Yu Nuan opened her eyes immediately.
Turning around, the little guy was very clean, barefoot, with a chubby little face and dark eyes. He was cute no matter how you looked at him.
She pinched his cheeks: [Strange, why is there no information about my brother? Did he change his name after being adopted? ]
Song Mingsheng's eyes turned around, and then he hugged Song Yunuan's arm: "Sister, you won't change it in the future, right?"
"...Well, probably not."
Song Mingsheng moved forward again. The little baby's body was soft, like a glutinous rice dumpling. Song Yu Nuan felt sleepy, probably because she had been staring at the beams just now. After a while, she fell asleep while hugging her brother.
Old Lady Song stood in front of the window and whispered to Xia Guilan, "It's strange, Ah Sheng and Si Qi have never been close, but look at this one, it's sticking to me."
Xia Guilan smiled, and the two siblings snuggled together and slept soundly.
By the time Old Lady Song finished cooking, everyone knew the rules.
What you hear cannot be spoken.
Don't even ask.
They can't even communicate with each other.
Not to mention reminding Xiao Nuan.
It's better this way, otherwise it would be too scary.
Old Mrs. Song brought out a large bowl of fish sauce, and Song Yu Nuan was also woken up. She walked out of the house holding the little fat boy.
It was still chilly in Nanshan County in April, but the sun was shining and the sky was blue.
Erdaohe Village is the poorest brigade in Kuihua Commune, and every household lives in a mud and thatched house.
The Song family has five main rooms, an east wing for living and a west warehouse for storing things.
The thatched roof looks short, shabby and shaky. The wind is strong in spring, and even the cleanest house will be filled with dust.
However, there were bursts of fresh fragrance coming from the hall.
Millet rice, a large bowl of fish sauce, and a plate of fried eggs with garlic sprouts.
This is already a very sumptuous meal in the Song family.
Old Mrs. Song ignored her daughter's resentful look and put most of the eggs into Song Yu Nuan's bowl.
[Millet rice with fish sauce is so delicious. I hope I can eat it in the future. ]
Old Man Song paused for a few seconds, then smiled and said, "Xiao Nuan, I have put another fish basket by the stream. Grandpa will take you to collect the fish tonight, okay?"
"OK."
Song Yu Nuan agreed obediently.
[Lin Qing reported my father. Some of the contents in the letter are true, but the problem is not serious. The main thing is that he embezzled grain, embezzled public funds, and protected bad people. But if we investigate, we will know what happened. My father would not commit suicide out of fear of crime. It seems that my grandparents have not admitted their guilt, so they went to Beidu to complain. There must be someone in the village who my father has offended.]
Song Yu Nuan was thinking while eating, and didn't notice Song Liang's trembling hands at all.
[This person is definitely familiar with Lin Qing. Maybe they contacted each other before entering the village. I'll go and see him after I finish my meal.]
Song Liang quickly finished his meal, stood up and said to Old Lady Song, "Mom, I just remembered that the three educated youths at the educated youth point told me yesterday that they were out of food. Bring out some of our millet and cornmeal. Oh, Guilan, there's so much fish sauce. Put some in bowls for them."
Old Mrs. Song frowned, took out the key reluctantly, and muttered, "We only have this little food. It's spring now, and it's the lean season. I'm still worried about what to do next month..."
After all the talk, they finally took them out. Each item weighed about 7 or 8 kilograms. Song Yu Nuan volunteered to help carry the fish sauce, and Ah Sheng insisted on following along, so he took some as well. He wasn't empty-handed either, as he had a small bowl filled with salted radish.
The educated youth point is not far away.
When we arrived, we saw smoke coming out of the chimney.
After entering, I found that there were two female educated youth in the kitchen. Water was boiling in a big pot. There was not a grain of rice. Instead, they were cooking vegetable roots dug from the ground.
It looks dark.
The two female educated youth looked listless and greeted each other weakly.
A young man was chopping wood in the yard. He had a gloomy face and didn't even look at them.
[This Sun Zhiqing had good grades, but he was punished a few years ago. In fact, he was framed. This year is the last year with no age restrictions and no exams for current students. It would be a pity if he missed it. He was used by Lin Qing and kicked away. His life is worse than that of a beggar... It turned out that he provided the information. Why does he hate my dad? Oh, the punishment was given by my dad. At that time, he didn't investigate it clearly and tried to smooth things over. As a result, it was recorded in the file. In fact, this rule will be cancelled soon. In a few years, such books will be everywhere on the streets. Sun Zhiqing is really a bit wronged. ]
Song Liang glanced at his daughter, who was talking to two female educated youths: "…The relief grain has not been approved yet, and my father can't do anything. He knows that you have no food and is very anxious, but the brigade doesn't have even a pound of grain in stock. My father has shared some of the rations at home. This is also the brigade's intention. Let's work together to overcome the difficulties, and life will get better soon."
Song Yu Nuan spoke slowly and softly, with clear and bright eyes. She held the female educated youth's hand and was very friendly.
The two female educated youth expressed their gratitude, and their anxious hearts felt much better.
With these foods, if you save them, you can hold out until the relief food arrives.
There's no other way. Their family has no connections, so they can't go back to the city and can only stay here.
Song Liang glanced at his daughter with a smile on his face, then squatted in front of Sun Zhiqing and asked casually: "I saw several books in the kitchen. Are they used to start the fire? Don't you plan to study?"
Sun Zhiqing looked at the captain gloomily, suppressed his hatred, and said sullenly, "I won't learn anymore."
It's useless to study until you die if you are not allowed to take exams.
He has many brothers and sisters at home, and he can't get a place to return to the city.
Song Liang came closer and lowered his voice: "Sun Zhiqing, I want to tell you something in secret. The matter in your file will not be pursued immediately. You still have to study. I will register for you in May. You can take the joint entrance examination with peace of mind. If you get into a good university, your uncle will be happy too."
Sun Zhiqing looked up in disbelief, his eyes full of shock.
That's not what Lin Qing said just now.
She said his problem was serious and he still couldn't take the exam, but if he helped her, she would get him a spot to return to the city.
In the 1980s, it was very difficult for educated youth to return to the city. If they did not have a receiving unit after arriving in the city, the city would not allow them to stay and they would be driven back to the countryside.
"Really?" Sun Zhiqing's voice was trembling.