Reborn and refused to support his younger brother Mo, but was chased by his ex-wife and sister

After hearing what Li Erniu said, Lu Shanhe's nose was still a little sore.

1985 was the second year after the end of the people's communes and the sixth year of reform and opening up.

But for inland cities, especially in rural areas, the biggest contradiction is hunger and lack of food.

A large number of people live on the poverty line.

People like Lu Shanhe, who have a large family and sufficient labor force, have to work non-stop every day to barely have enough to eat, and what's more, they don't eat white rice, but sweet potatoes and corn.

Yuan Longping's hybrid rice is still under experimentation and will not be promoted until 1990.

In addition, the soil in Jiangcheng County is generally hilly, so the rice yield per acre is only three to four hundred kilograms.

Every autumn harvest, after the production team comes down to collect the grain, each household actually doesn’t save much, there is simply not enough to feed the whole family.

Sweet potatoes and corn potatoes are the staple food.

As for Li Erniu's family, it is even more specific.

There wasn't much land, only Li Erniu was the labor force, and there were three patients at home.

It costs money to see a doctor, and grain is worth a little more, so even if Li Erniu has a surplus of grain after the autumn harvest every year, he will give the surplus grain to the commune to help sell it (private selling of grain was not allowed in the 80s), and give some money to the family. People buy medicine or see a doctor.

A penny stumps a heroic man, but a bowl of rice really stumps Li Erniu!

Let alone [-] meters, Li Erniu probably hasn't eaten a grain of rice in the past ten years.

"Let's go!" Lu Shanhe said, "Go to my house and I will get you food."

"I'll help you hold the TV." Li Erniu held the TV and walked to Lu Shanhe's house.

After arriving at Lu Shanhe's house, Lu Shanhe packed the TV in the carton it was packed in, and then placed it on the moisture-proof mat in the room.

There is no electricity at home now. When there is electricity in the future, Lu Meiqi can watch TV and see the outside world.

But the TV set must not be taken away by He Dayong or He Dazhi.

Seeing that Lu Shanhe actually took back the TV and the bicycle, He Hui felt dizzy and saw that the marriage was really not going to happen.

Wang Sufen was also dumbfounded. She also thought that Lu Shanhe would climb a high branch and give herself more living expenses every month, and also solve the work problems of He Wenxing's brothers and sisters.

Wang Sufen couldn't help it anymore and yelled at Lu Shanhe: "Ouch! Oh my God! How could He Hui give birth to such a useless, stupid boy like you? You can't possibly have a crush on the commune if you let the girls in the city do it." Widow Li is not good! There are no electrical appliances in the house. Why did you bring the TV back?"

"He Hui! Did you eat too much food when you attacked this silly boy? This boy has such a stupid head!"

The more Wang Sufen thought about it, the angrier she became, and she continued to curse: "Everyone with the surname Lu is a god of plague. You can't tell the good from the bad! You are a peasant who has not worked hard for a lifetime and is not sure about your marriage. You have to face the loess and be thrown into the sky!"

Wang Sufen's curse was so loud that it could be heard in the entire courtyard.

He Dazhi also walked out, thinking that Lu Shanhe had given up on the girl in the city and would not be able to help the family in the future, and he was very angry.

"Mom, don't pay attention to this bastard. This kid's head was kicked by a donkey! If our literary star is 10 years older, we must definitely hold on to such a marriage."

Li Erniu stared dumbfoundedly at the Best Man's fuss.

He didn't expect that Lu Shanhe's situation was similar to his own. Although each had its own difficulties, they were all quite difficult.

After Lu Shanhe put away his bicycle and TV, he couldn't bear it anymore when he looked at the people in the room, yelling curses and swearing at the door.

Lu Shanhe said to Wang Sufen: "What's wrong with the farmers! There are all farmers in this room! Chairman Mao was born as a farmer. Why do some people curse farmers when they are farmers themselves?"

He Dayong was stunned when he saw Lu Shanhe roaring.

Lu Shanhe was not like this before. Lu Shanhe used to be taciturn and extremely honest. Lu Shanhe did not dare to say a word when his elders spoke or scolded him. Now he actually dares to contradict his elders!

He Dayong used his identity as an elder to scold Lu Shanhe and said, "Lu Shanhe, how did you talk to your grandma? Grandma cares about you and is for your own good!"

Lu Shanhe smiled and said: "Uncle, you are good at using foreign words. It's because my surname is Lu, so you always treat me and my dad as outsiders. We, surnamed Lu, do all the crying and hard work. It's cheap." All the benefits have been taken up by you surnamed He!"

"If we don't talk about anything else, let's talk about this year's spring plowing. Was your family's field plowed by you, He Dayong, or by your precious son, He Wenbin? It was my father, Lu Shanhe, who plowed the fields! My family sold their cattle to the commune because I was getting married. My dad wanted to plow your field and asked your family to borrow an ox, but you said the ox was sick! Aren’t you just reluctant to part with some hay?"

"In the end, I gave you the manpower to plow the land. It will be our turn to plant the rice soon. When the time comes, you can plant the rice yourself, but don't look for my dad!"

"You! You!" In front of everyone, He Dayong was speechless.

Lu Shanhe didn't give He Dayong any face, and continued to argue: "Uncle, I remember that He Wenbin also plowed the land for Su Wanqing's family, and he seemed to like Su Wanqing very much. Since you like Su Wanqing so much, Either let He Wenbin come back and get Su Wanqing, and all the benefits will belong to your family, which is great!"

"You! You!" He was so courageous that he was furious, but he couldn't say a word because everything Lu Shanhe said was the truth.

Wang Sufen couldn't sit still and cursed: "He Hui, please take care of your son, is his wings grown hard?"

Lu Shanhe looked at Wang Sufen and sneered in his heart.

He and Wang Sufen had the name of grandson and grandson but no reality. Lu Shanhe had never received any care from Wang Sufen since he was born.

Lu Shanhe even heard from people in the brigade more than once that when Lu Shanhe was just born, Wang Sufen, as a grandmother, was not happy but scolded him for being evil. Giving birth to a son would cost money, and she also blamed He Huikui for worrying too much.

Lu Shanhe looked at Wang Sufen and said, "That's right! Separate the family! I've wanted to separate the family for a long time. I can't stay in the He family for a moment. Remember, my mother has one-third of the share!"

Lu Shanhe was too lazy to pay attention to the old lady and went directly to the kitchen to serve Li Erniu a bowl of polished rice.

Rice in the kitchen is divided into three parts. The most is rice bran, then brown rice, and the least is polished rice.

Polished rice is usually cooked only when important guests come, and the quantity is very small.

Lu Shanhe directly gave Li Erniu a large bowl.

Li Erniu quickly refused and said: "Shanhe, just give me some brown rice. This polished rice, polished rice is so precious!"

Lu Shanhe waved his hand and said, "Whatever is precious or not, mother is the most precious!"

Lu Shanhe's words made Li Erniu burst into tears.

Lu Shanhe did this for a reason.