Siheyuan, I want to lie down but I become a tool

After waking up, his mother Wang Xiulan asked him to take her back to her mother's home, which was actually her uncle's home in the next village.

My mother Wang Xiulan's father passed away, leaving my grandmother to live with my uncle's family. My older sister got married early, and because she married far away, we had little contact after marriage.

Before my mother got married, she had a very good relationship with my uncle, but in those days, a daughter who is married off is like spilled water. After she got married, she followed my father to the city, so they didn’t have much contact.

But every time I go back to my grandfather's place, I go to see my grandma as well, and I haven't had much contact with Zhang Xingwang and my uncle's family.

It was okay when I was a child, but I haven't seen them many times since I grew up. I only know that my uncle has a cousin who is already married and a cousin who is married.

Before leaving, mother Wang Xiulan asked her son if it was okay for him to take some food and two fish with him. Zhang Tuhao said, "As long as you are happy, you can do whatever you want with the things at home." After saying that, he thought for a while and put a bottle of wine in the bag.

But Wang Xiulan is not the kind of person who would bring everything back to her parents' home. She still has some sense of propriety. If she goes back to her parents' home without bringing anything, people will look down on her, but she can't just bring everything back.

It wasn't far to begin with, and I rode my bike so it only took me about ten minutes to get there. Like everyone else in the village, my uncle's house also had five adobe houses. Judging from their condition, there were probably three rooms left by my grandfather and two new rooms built, but the yard was quite large.

After knocking on the door, a young man in his twenties opened the door. Judging from his age, he should be my cousin. When he saw my mother, he smiled naturally, stepped aside and said:

"Aunt, why are you here?"

He looked at the two people, still riding their bicycles, and turned back to shout into the house, "Dad, my aunt is coming on her bicycle."

When we entered the house, my uncle was putting on his shoes and preparing to greet us. The two of us said a few words to each other, and my uncle took a closer look:

"Isn't this prosperous? You have grown into a big boy now. I heard that you recovered from your illness some time ago. Is it true?"

The two villages were not far from each other, and Zhang Xingwang probably heard the news from the villagers, so he replied:

"I'm recovered now. I haven't seen my uncle for a long time. It's a good opportunity for me and mom to come and see you and grandma."

My uncle's face was filled with relief when he heard this. Just then a young wife, who seemed to be my sister-in-law, came over, bringing pickles and a plate of wild vegetables.

It was dinner time and the whole family was getting ready to eat. When she saw the mother and son, she didn't act pretentiously. She greeted them and asked them to sit down and eat together. She went next door to call grandma.

At this time, my uncle said to the kitchen outside:

"My sister and nephew are here, please fry some eggs and add some vegetables."

When Zhang Xingwang heard this, he immediately said to his uncle:

"Uncle, no need. We brought two fish here, so forget about the eggs. We can just stew the fish and add a dish."

At this time, mother Wang Xiulan also took out the things in the bag, five pounds of cornmeal, two fish and a bottle of wine.

After seeing this, my uncle called his daughter-in-law to get some fish and other dishes. My cousin's eyes lit up when he saw the wine, especially when he saw that it was packaged Fenjiu, he was even more excited.

After grandma came, the family ate together and drank some fish soup. I felt that my aunt's cooking skills were pretty good, at least better than my mother's.

My cousin also drank the wine he had been longing for, but my uncle kept laughing and scolding him, saying it was a waste for him to drink such good wine.

But looking at my uncle's family's clothes and faces, it seems that they are living a good life. Although they are wearing patched old clothes and their faces are yellowed, overall they are still doing well.

During the meal, mother Wang Xiulan, with a proud look on her face, told her uncle the origin of the bicycle and the changes in her son during this period. Her uncle was stunned and praised Zhang Xingwang for his ability. He also used her cousin as a negative example. The cousin did not refute and continued drinking with a satisfied look on his face.

Grandma also looked at Wang Xiulan and said with satisfaction that her daughter's hard days were over and now she had hope.

Then he turned to Zhang Xingwang and said solemnly:

"Xingwang, don't blame your uncle, blame me. Your uncle wanted to visit you several times, but I stopped him from going. Because of this, your uncle didn't talk to me for half a month.

Your mother knows your uncle, a generous man. Your previous illness, to put it bluntly, is a big hole. If he died, given your uncle's personality, this family would not be able to be saved. Fortunately, you are blessed with a good life."

After listening to what his grandmother said, Zhang Xingwang looked at his embarrassed uncle next to him and said that he completely understood and that the matter was already in the past.

But the atmosphere at the dinner table was a little subtle from then on. After finishing their meal, the mother and son prepared to go back to the old man.

Before leaving, my aunt looked embarrassed and whispered to my mother Wang Xiulan, "Little sister, I have a favor to ask of you. Your nephew has been married for several years and has no children. Where did you get the folk remedy that Xingwang took? Can you tell me so that your nephew can go and get some medicine?"

Zhang Xingwang heard this and thought for a moment before asking, "Aunt, have my cousin and sister-in-law gone to the hospital for a checkup?"

"No, I'm not that young man. I can't bring myself to do that."

"Then let's go to the hospital for a checkup. I'll do something for him later."

After hearing this, my aunt also thought it was worth a try and agreed.

Then he pulled his cousin who was almost drunk and said seriously:

"My cousin, my aunt just told me that your situation is not good. You don't want to be laughed at by the villagers for not having children in the future, do you?"

After hearing this, my cousin's face immediately turned red like a monkey's buttocks, and the excitement of drinking disappeared. He sighed and said helplessly:

"I don't want to either. Your sister-in-law and I have tried so hard for a long time, but it's all in vain."

"Listen to me, I know the director of the hospital. I'll take a look at you and your sister-in-law. You two don't look sick. I think you can get well after some rest."

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"Anyway, you've made up your mind. He's the director of a big hospital. If you don't go, you'll be laughed at by the villagers."

My cousin was stunned for a moment, then nodded and agreed. Then he made an appointment to go to the city to find Zhang Xingwang in a few days.

After saying goodbye to my aunt, I went back to my grandfather's house with my mother Wang Xiulan.

It was dark when they came back. The old man asked about what happened at his uncle's house. When he heard that grandma stopped him from going to see her grandson, he shook his head and said nothing.

But the old lady next to her said indignantly, "Fortunately my grandson is lucky, it's her who is short-sighted."

From a rational point of view, there is nothing wrong with what the grandma did, but when it comes to what happens to the grandson, it is a double standard. She said it with an unhappy look on her face.

Fortunately, I didn't tell her that I was taking my cousin to see a doctor, otherwise the old lady would have had something more to say.

Tired after a day of work, the mother and son went to bed early.

The next morning, Zhang Xingwang woke up naturally and got up to go to his aunt's house. This time his mother did not go with him, as she planned to do a thorough cleaning of the old man's house.

But the little girl couldn't be persuaded no matter what. It seemed that she was addicted to riding a bicycle. She fell asleep as soon as she got home yesterday and didn't make it to her uncle's house. Now she was holding Zhang Xingwang's legs and wouldn't let go. There was no choice but to take him along.

It was almost noon when I arrived at my aunt's village. I spent two cigarettes to find out the address of my aunt's house. It was at the westernmost end of the village. There was a small stream at the entrance, but it had dried up now.