Text/Tao Majesty
The Wang Ganniang mentioned in the previous part gave the big pillar to protect the media, the woman's family made conditions, and the two brothers of Laifu and Laishun broke up the family.
After Wang Ganniang and the children finished dinner, the old five lotus flowers said: Mom, I want to go out and play for a while.
Wang Ganniang scolded while brushing the bowl: How late are you running outside, the little girl's family, your homework is finished, ah, don't give me a whole night to light the lamp and consume fuel.
Cuihua moved the Kang table and said: Let her play in the courtyard for a while, and don't go far.
Wang Ganniang looked at Cuihua and said: "You child, how can you not learn to learn it, the second cover told you about this family affair, my mother thinks ah, very good."
Cuihua went to the house: How come I still turned to me, how old am I, I don't want to find my in-laws.
Wang Ganniang put down her work and walked to the door of the back room: You stupid, how rich the Erbao family is, eat better than our family, you go there who wants to bully you, I will go to them to ensure that no one bullies you.
Cuihua sat on the kang and pedaled her legs, and then pouted and stopped looking at Wang Ganniang: I can't, I have to work when I go over there, it's terrible to think about.
Wang Ganniang patted her thigh and laughed: "You are afraid of work, Erbao can work, can't make you tired, hey, your generation will be satisfied, do you know when I was a child?" When I was a child, I basically had to work every day, and I didn't know why I couldn't finish so much work.
I remember once, when I had just returned from the horse, my grandmother came over and brought me half a gourd scoop of water and called me: Child, drink the cold water from the well, cool and cool.
When she saw me finish drinking, she dragged me to beat the bean stalk.
She said: The bean stalk is finished, and then the bean shell is sifted out with a funnel, and the child you use the funnel to sift the bean shell, and the sifted beans are poured to me.
Then my grandmother filtered out the sand inside the beans with a mesh sieve, and kept repeating the same action, the little young body, in the hot summer, under the big sun, until the sun went down, only to clean up all the beans, filled with two halves of sacks, I used a rope to bundle the beans one by one, and the bean shells were packed in old sacks.
In winter, sometimes when it snows, you can't let the horses go, you can cook for the horses to eat, these things have to be packed up and put away, the beans are too heavy for me to carry, I can't move, I can't move, my grandma came to help and couldn't move, and finally I ran to call your little grandpa to carry, at that time I was still very afraid of your little grandpa, but it was almost dark, my grandma had been urging, I had to ask your little grandpa to carry the beans, your little grandpa responded, and didn't look at me directly to carry half a bag of beans and go home.
At that moment I thought your little grandfather was very powerful, I tried the bag really heavy, the work outside was done, it was dark, I went home to make dinner, I went to the fire, and then washed the pot, added water, and covered the wooden board.
In the past, there was no rice cooker or induction cooker at home, but it was all cooked in a big pot of rice and firewood, and I made the rice well.
My grandmother cooked, and then I went to cut the pork amaranth, and the pig food I had to cook the next day, and I had to cut it the night before, and every day I couldn't finish it, forgetting the wounds and pains on my body.
If you think about it, I was only fifteen at that time, and you look at you now, when did I let you do so much work?
Wang Ganniang covered Cuihua's hair with her hand: Silly child, your mother can still lie to you, if you don't believe it, you can also ask your grandmother to let them go.
The two people hugged each other for a long time without making a sound, and Cuihua slowly lay on Wang Ganniang's thigh, and Wang Ganniang patted Cuihua with her hand.
This picture should be the way children of that era are spoiled.
Of course, it is also a way for all children and mothers to spoil now, so that countless people, no matter how many ups and downs they have experienced outside, as long as they lie on their mother's lap, as if they are back to when they were young, carefree and full of happiness.