90: The mother of the little cannon fodder in the control group is reborn

"Alas! These two people are not at home. I don't know what these houses are used for. Are they used to raise mice? Or to grow grass?"

Wang Hongying took a feather duster and a broom and swept her second son's house. She went to the yard to get some firewood to add fuel to the fire in the pot, then sat on the doorstep and stared at the deserted yard in a daze.

The yard is full of weeds, and I don’t know what kind of snakes, insects, rats or ants are hiding underneath.

After she finishes pulling the weeds, she will have to go to her eldest son's house to clean up, and it will probably be the same situation.

There is a lot of rain in the summer, so the house is damp and the yard is overgrown with weeds. If she doesn't come to clean it up for a few days, she will have no time to move. Fortunately, she has nothing to do now, so she doesn't even raise sheep, but just raises a few rabbits to pass the time.

If dogs and cats didn't have to be fed with food and meat, she would actually like to raise one. However, the memory of the days when she couldn't even afford to eat was too profound, and she was reluctant to waste the food on a little thing that could neither be eaten nor sold for money.

The sun was shining brightly in the sky, and even though she was sitting in the shade under the eaves, she was still sweating profusely. She wanted to drink some water, but she had forgotten to bring a kettle. Besides, this yard had not been inhabited for more than ten years, and the water in the pumped well had turned into a mud pit. The water that was pumped up was all mud and was not drinkable at all.

Squinting her eyes and looking up at the sun, Wang Hongying sighed in worry.

Everyone says it’s good to have a son!

It is said that raising children is a good way to prepare for old age!

What’s the result?

Look, look, this is the old man she raised after giving birth to her son!

Not only did they not show up all year round, she also had to take care of everything at home and outside. She either went to her two sons' houses to clean up their houses to prevent them from being ruined by the lack of people; or she had to carry a hoe and work on the land by herself. That was land for ten people! If she rented it out to others, she would only get a few thousand yuan. It would be better for her to plant something herself. She couldn't just leave it like that.

After taking a breath, Wang Hongying stood up with the help of the door frame and resigned herself to pulling the weeds in the yard.

The homes of her two sons are located in the east and west of the village, respectively. After she cleaned up her second son's house, she went to the corn field to check on the germination of the seedlings. If the germination was not good, she would have to replant them.

Fortunately, it was not a big deal. As an old lady, she didn't want to argue about it. It didn't matter if she lost a dozen or twenty corns. In the afternoon, she had to go to the east to visit her eldest son's house, and by the way, check on the dried sweet potatoes drying in the field. Those that were not dried well had to be turned over.

The Mid-Autumn Festival is coming soon, and her son and daughter will come back to see her. She looks forward to these days all year round.

Alas! Times have changed, and there seems to be no difference between raising a son and raising a daughter.

Of course, if she was asked whether to have a son or a daughter, she would definitely prefer a son.

Although if she had a son, she would have to save money to build a house and marry him off, having a son was much less troublesome than having a daughter. Moreover, having a son meant having one more person in the family, while having a daughter meant having one less person in the family. This was stated in the household registration book. Therefore, she had an old-fashioned idea. Even if two sons combined were not as filial to her as a daughter, she would still want a son.

Cleaning up, weeding, and checking the corn took half a day, and Wang Hongying couldn't help but sigh that she was indeed getting old.

When she was young, she could finish a day's work in half a day. There was no need to do it like this. Just walking back and forth makes her exhausted.

Fortunately, now there are machines to help with all kinds of work, otherwise, an old lady like her really couldn't farm the land for ten people. By then, even if she was unwilling, she would probably have to rent out most of the land.

Things are pretty good now. She doesn't spend much of the money her children give her. Her eldest daughter is not around and won't borrow money from her anymore, so she saves it all. When she does farm work now, she hires people or machines to help her. She can take care of a family of ten neatly by herself, which gives her a different sense of accomplishment.

Moreover, she could not only sell the crops she grew in the field for money, but also keep some for the whole family to eat. After all, she didn't have to pay taxes now! It really made her life much easier.

When the sun sets, Wang Hongying doesn't care if there are any sweet potatoes that are difficult to dry in the sun, and she hurries home in the afterglow of the sun. She will not work or travel in the dark. Her old arms and legs cannot withstand the tossing and turning, and a slight bump may cost her life.

Her life is good now. Her husband has been gone for so long that she can't quite remember how she felt when she missed him so much that she wished she could go with him. Now she just wants to live well, not get sick or have any serious illness. If the end is near, it would be best if the death happened suddenly and directly.

There will be no filial son by the bed of a long-term patient. She doesn't want to test her children's filial piety, nor does she want to suffer any pain. She just wants to live a peaceful and stable life and leave without illness or pain.

When she got home, she was so tired that she collapsed on the kang and couldn't get up. Her legs and waist hurt!

The cell phone rang several times, but she didn't answer it because she was so tired that she lay down and fell asleep. Even the ringtone at the loudest volume couldn't wake her up.

I slept until early morning.

It was a little after four o'clock when Wang Hongying got up and hurried to make herself breakfast. She accidentally fell asleep when she came back yesterday afternoon and had not eaten dinner. Now her hungry stomach was rumbling non-stop.

There was no time to cook anything else. Rice porridge was not enough to satisfy her hunger, so she directly cooked a pot of winter melon and dumpling soup and beat two hard-boiled eggs into it.

After drinking three big bowls of milk, Wang Hongying leaned back in the chair and rested comfortably.

Too full, too lazy to move.

The Mid-Autumn Festival is coming soon, and her children haven't called her yet. Usually at this time, her two sons would call her in advance to let her know so that she could help clean up the house. Now she has finished cleaning and there is still no call. She is worried that they may not come back, so she goes back to the inner room and takes out her cell phone from under the kang cabinet, thinking of calling her children to ask.

19 missed calls.

Some have the eldest son, and some have the second son.

She quickly dialed back, but the phone hung up after only two rings.

She called again and was hung up again.

Wang Hongying frowned. Could something really have happened?

Sick? Car accident? Injury?

She quickly called again, this time calling her second son.

"Hello? Who is it?"

The call was finally connected. Wang Hongying almost cried with joy and asked him quickly:

"Hey! Second brother, has something happened to your eldest brother? I saw you called me more than 20 times yesterday, but he didn't answer when I called him. What's going on with him?"

Hua Jiafu's attitude on the other end of the phone changed immediately after he heard that it was Wang Hongying.

"Mom! Are you sleepy? What time is it now? You're calling me! Can't I sleep anymore?"