Dressed Like a Pretty Daughter-in-law From the 1970s

Chapter 27 Did you see it?

An Zhixia took a deep breath and said, "He is your father. Sister, you can't blame him."

 In front of the child, she really couldn't tell her what her father was like.

"It's just that Song Yan has a cold. I don't know how long the fever has lasted. If I don't take medicine to cool down, the consequences will be disastrous." An Zhixia pulled the little girl back to sit on the kang, felt the cold temperature under a layer of sheets, and instructed her brother to go Make a fire.

An Zhiqiu just went out and came back. The veins on his forehead were pulsing. He tried to calm down his expression and asked: "Where is your firewood?"

The village requires a large amount of firewood to burn the kang during the winter. Therefore, after the autumn harvest, the team will divide the wheat straw and rod cores into equal portions according to individual work points, and also organize young and middle-aged people to go up the mountain to cut down dead trees and lush branches for firewood. If the children at home are more diligent and pick up enough firewood for cooking every day, they will have enough firewood to last until next spring.

 However, the Spring Festival has not yet passed, and there is only a small handful of firewood for cooking in the Fang family’s kitchen.

Fang Lixi and Fang Songyan were afraid of making them angry, so they looked at each other and lowered their heads without saying a word.

On the other hand, the little girl Fang Gexin puffed up her chest and said with her fingers: "Grandpa Gu, Grandma Ke, Grandpa Gao, and Grandpa Xi are old and can't stand the cold and moisture, so they use our family's firewood.

 Brother said that dad works hard every day and we can’t bother him with this matter.

When our family ran out of firewood, my brother took my sister and me to the back mountain to collect it. "

“We collect enough firewood every day, and we can still keep warm by running around and jumping around,” Fang Lixi quickly added. "It's just that I've been lying in bed for the past two days and haven't picked it up, so it's not enough."

 “So where are the quilts?”

The little girl spoke quickly and said with a wrinkled face: "Grandpa Gao's brother caught a cold. He said that the quilt was too thin and he caught cold, so he borrowed my new quilt. He also said that he had no appetite, so he took away a bag of milk powder. I dug out half a can of malted milk, half a box of biscuits and canned food.”

"I bought it. Grandpa Gao gave me the money," Fang Songyan also tugged on his sister's sleeves and argued guiltily.

“Hmph, you can’t think that because I’m young, I don’t know how to settle accounts. One dollar seems too much, and it can’t even buy two kilograms of meat. Milk powder, canned food, malted milk, and biscuits are all rare items, aren’t they more expensive than pork?

 I saw that they had coaxed my brother and sister into thinking they were me, and just gave me some money and took things from home. "

An Zhixia raised her eyebrows and said, "Hey, your family of four finally has someone who understands."

Fang Lixi's face turned red: "When we first came here, they gave us a lot of help. Now we have the ability..."

"What ability do you have? Just toss yourself into an ice cave and endure a high fever? You are only a little older, so you should be old enough to be taken care of." She said with a bit of hatred. How can a nine-year-old child tolerate and cultivate into a dough being ravaged in every possible way?

"If my grandparents were here, they would be about the same age," Fang Lixi said with tears in her eyes, buttoning the sheets underneath her. "They love my sister and me very much. If they didn't protect us, they wouldn't, and they wouldn't..."

 An Zhixia's anger immediately dissipated.

I remember that I once acted in a very popular youth idol drama. The little girl I played was studying alone and she always gave up her seat to the elderly when taking the bus.

 Others say she is stupid and that she can pretend.

She just smiled and wrote in the diary in her hand: I am not that kind, and I am not that great. I just thought that if I gave up my seat to an elderly person, my parents with limited legs and feet in my hometown would not be able to sit on the bus when they took the bus. Will the same girl give up her seat for them?

Crows also know how to feed back, let alone humans?

How much pain and sourness have you experienced when your son wants to take care of you, but you don't care for him?

“My sister didn’t say not to help others, but you have to control it within a certain limit. When you and your family’s basic life is guaranteed and you have enough money, then you can help others.

Look, because you helped those old people without restraint, your family didn’t have enough to eat, and you had to dig through the ice to fish in the middle of winter. You almost didn’t save your life, and your family was worried. And because your father is too generous, the family is about to be ruined, and he has to work **** the first day of the new year.

 Don’t you feel bad?

For the grandson of others, you give up the quilt and eat, and you have a cold and fever. Don't you feel bad?

Your grandparents would rather you grow up healthy and happy than burdened with guilt. "

Fang Lixi bit the back of her hand and sobbed, "Sister, I, I miss my grandparents, I miss my parents..."

An Zhixia felt a little weird when he heard this, but he was so affected by the way he was holding back his tears that he wanted to cry too.

“My sister also misses home and her relatives. But we can’t go back. We have to look forward. Only by living a good life can we live up to the expectations of our relatives.”

 The little brother cried, and the two little girls' eyes instantly turned red, and they gathered around and cried softly.

 When they came, they were still young and didn't remember much. It was their elder brothers who often talked about how much their elders loved them. The more they talked about it, the more their memories changed, as if they had really experienced it.

"Okay, why are you crying on the first day of the Lunar New Year?" An Zhiqiu, dumbfounded, stepped forward and touched everyone's heads to comfort them: "We have to celebrate the New Year happily! Songyan still has a fever. I don't know if there is a hospital in the commune clinic. There is no doctor on duty.”

An Zhixia nodded and blinked away the tears in her eyes, "Brother, take Song Yan to the health room and take a look. I," she clenched her fists and snorted: "I'm going to meet those old guys! "

As soon as she finished speaking, before her brother could answer, she looked at Fang Lixi: "They are bullying you because you are too young and sensible to complain to your parents, and you are relying on your elders. You don't want to continue to indulge them, do you?"

Fang Lixi touched her ears in embarrassment, "Sister, I know I was wrong. I shouldn't, well, I shouldn't be generous to others and let my father and sister suffer together. When father comes back in the evening, I will follow He said, let him seek justice for us.”

"Yes, you are too sweet-tempered. When you get better, you can go out and play with Niu Wang and the others. Your father is strong and strong, and he will definitely be able to support you three little ones. Don't worry about delaying your growth."

Even though he agreed to come down, An Zhiqiu went to the next door to get some firewood.

Those people wanted to save face. Not only did they not stop me, they also politely asked if they had enough. If they didn’t, they would give me more.

So An Zhiqiu was so polite that he ran a few more times. It wasn't until they tremblingly said that they didn't have much firewood that they had enough firewood, that he smiled and thanked them.

 The three little guys opened their eyes wide and suddenly felt novel.

“Did you see that?” An Zhixia gave them a learning look: “People have to be thick-skinned, deaf, and pretend to be crazy to act stupid, in order to live comfortably.”

An Zhiqiu washed his hands, wrapped himself in the thin quilt at home, sang his words, and was about to go out.

"What's wrong?" Fang Yuan walked in from the outside covered with dust. He was startled when he saw this, and hurried to meet him.

 (End of this chapter)