Reborn as a widow in the 70s

Liu Donglin didn't take his words seriously. After all, it was impossible for a family like Chang Manjun to agree to marry a woman like Sanhong.

What's more, Chang Manjun's mother is a famous tigress in the whole compound. Even his brigade leader's son doesn't dare to mess with this bitch.

So Chang Manjun just had a taste for it.

When Song Sanhong passed by the square, Zhao Xuewen was setting off cannons with a group of children of the same age.

Seeing his third aunt running over in a panic, Zhao Xuewen immediately chased after him and asked: "Third aunt, what's wrong with you! Is someone bullying you?"

When Sanhong saw it was Zhao Xuewen, she stopped and shook her head at him.

Seeing her expression, Zhao Xuewen clearly said that she had been bullied, so he said, "Third aunt, you don't have to be afraid. Tell me who bullied you and I will avenge you!"

Sanhong didn't want Zhao Xuewen to cause trouble, so she gestured with her hands and said: I'm fine. I just met a dog that barked at me twice, so I was scared!

Zhao Xuewen felt relieved when he saw this situation: "Third Aunt, let me take you home!"

Song Sanhong waved her hand, indicating that she could just go home.

Then he walked quickly towards home.

Although Zhao Xuewen was a little confused, seeing that she was not injured, he didn't take it seriously and continued to go back to fire off the cannon.

After Song Sanhong ran home, he saw that his second sister was already asleep, so he quietly closed the door without disturbing her, and then returned to his room.

Sitting on the kang and looking at the burning fire, Song Sanhong's mind kept recalling the scene of being surrounded by a few bad boys and joking just now.

In the end, Song Sanhong, who became more and more angry as she thought about it, decided to never ignore Liu Donglin again. His friends were all bad people and bullied her!

There is an unfinished house in the northwest corner of the compound. Zhao Xuewen and several of his younger brothers are sitting on the low wall with their legs dangling and chatting.

"Douzi, why do you stutter? Are you born with it?" Zhao Xuewen has always been curious about why Douzi stutters.

Douzi: "This... thing... can't be born."

"What's going on if you're not born with it?" Qian Dasheng was also very curious.

Thinking of this matter, Douzi sighed helplessly: "When I was little... there was... a stutterer in the village. I thought it was fun... to play with, so I just followed him... and learned from him. As a result, my mother... When I found out, I had already changed...I couldn't change it!"

Zhao Xuewen suddenly realized: "I know, after my aunt gives birth to children, I will keep them away from you!"

Douzi: @#￥%*

After chatting for a while, Zhao Xuewen saw that it was almost noon and said, "I still have a few cannons, how many do you have?"

Several other people looked at the inventory in their pockets and then said.

"I have five more!"

"I have three left!"

"I...I have seven or eight!"

"I'm the only one!"

Zhao Xuewen: "Let's go home after we finish playing. I won't come out in the afternoon."

"Okay! Just listen to the boss!"

Everyone agreed.

The firecrackers that these children usually set off are all taken from a hanging whip, and they hold a black incense stick. They can hold it for a long time and make them happy for a long time!

Everyone else happily set off all the remaining firecrackers. Only Douzi held a lit incense stick and took a long time to set off one.

"Why are you keeping those? You can't shoot the small ones, so take them out and let them go!" The thin monkey was anxious when he watched him set off the cannons.

Douzi tightly covered his trouser pockets and said, "I...my mother said, if you have to make a calculation...you can't spend all your money...all at once!"

Slender Monkey: "Don't you still have some at home? Just don't get them next time!"

Douzi shook his head quickly: "That...that's not okay, and the ones at home...can't be left around casually!"

"If you don't let me go, I'll do it for you. You're like a cannon man, so why are you talking to me? It's so hard!"

As he said that, the skinny monkey started to start a firecracker to grab the beans.

Douzi knew that he could not defeat the thin monkey, so he hurriedly crushed the incense in his hand on the ground, and then stuffed the firecrackers and incense into his pants pocket.

"I...I won't let go, I...I want to go home!"

Run when you're done.

No matter how thin the monkey let him run away, the tiger pounced on him and knocked him to the ground, and then started to pick out his pants pockets.

Douzi is usually very stingy, not to mention that now it is a firecracker that can only be played during the Chinese New Year, so he is naturally even more stingy.

Douzi tightly covered his pocket, and Skinny Monkey tried to break his hand.

Just when the two were in a stalemate, Zhao Xuewen and others rushed over and pulled them apart.

When Douzi saw the savior coming, he hugged Zhao Xuewen's arm and said aggrievedly: "Old... boss, you are finally here!"

Zhao Xuewen originally wanted to comfort him, but just as he was about to speak, he couldn't help but frowned and asked, "Where's the smell coming from?"

Before he finished speaking, Qian Dasheng pointed at Douzi's pants and shouted: "Douzi, your pants are smoking!"

Hearing this, Zhao Xuewen pushed the beans away.

Just before Douzi could react, he saw a flash of fire in his pants pocket, followed by a crackling sound.

"Ah..." Douzi was so frightened that he jumped up and down and ran around.

Several other people immediately panicked when they saw this, not knowing what to do.

Soon the firecrackers stopped going off, but Douzi's pants and the cotton pants inside were ignited. Although there was no open flame, the holes in them burned bigger and bigger, and there were sparks jumping out.

Douzi was so frightened that he shouted: "It's hot, it's burning me to death!"

Just when everyone was at a loss and in a hurry, Qian Dasheng suddenly came to his senses and directly untied his belt, took off his pants, and slammed the fire on the beans...

After soaking in urine, the fire on Douzi’s body was finally put out!

Master Qian pulled up his pants with a proud look on his face, while Douzi lay on the ground with a look of despair.

Others covered their mouths and noses and slowly approached Douzi, who was still faintly angry.

"Douzi, are you okay?"

Zhao Xuewen asked quietly.

Douzi didn't speak, but his little eyes looking at Zhao Xuewen were filled with tears.

At this time, Qian Dasheng came over and said calmly to Douzi: "Douzi, we are all brothers, so don't thank me specifically for my life-saving grace. Just keep it in your heart!"

After saying that, he put his hands behind his back as if he was hiding his merit and fame.

Douzi still didn't speak, but his look at Qian Dasheng was much more complicated.

By the time Douzi's mother arrived at the health center, Douzi's wounds had been treated.

Fortunately, the clothes he wore in winter were thick, so Douzi's thigh was only a simple burn, and it took two days of medicine to heal.

There was a big hole in his cotton pants and he couldn't wear them anymore.

Douzi's mother was about to say that she should change the cotton pants for her brother to wear, but when she picked it up, she smelled a smell of urine, which made Douzi's mother retching.

"You fell into the urine bucket! Why does it smell so bad!"

Douzi's mother tilted her head and pinched her nose, still reluctant to throw away the pair of cotton pants in her hand, and asked in confusion.

Douzi secretly glanced at Qian Dasheng standing aside and lowered his head silently...