Rebirth: Good Farming in the 90s

The courtyard covers a wide area, but it is very messy. There are only three short and dilapidated stone slab houses in the courtyard, which are arranged in three directions in the shape of a character. , Put everything here, and there are two piles of haystacks at the corner of the courtyard wall.

The wooden doors on the left and right sides of the three houses in the courtyard are all closed, and only the stone house in the middle is open. There are two wooden windows on the irregular walls of the house, one on the left and one on the right. Speaking, this is the house where his grandparents live.

Qin Yang hesitated a little, but walked straight into the house.

As soon as he walked outside, Qin Yang heard aggrieved sobbing from inside.

Qin Yang frowned, recognized whose voice it was, no longer hesitated, bowed his head and entered the room.

There was a musty smell in the room, the light was dim, and it was a chilly day in May. The chattering voice that was still chattering suddenly stopped because of Qin Yang's arrival, and the two people in the room looked at him one after another.

Qin Yang couldn't adapt to the dim environment for a while, so he squinted his eyes to look around.

The furnishing of the room is very simple. There is a stove under the side wall, and the main wall facing the door is pasted with a god list and a chairman's portrait. Under the god list is a set of simple tables and chairs. Corn kernels, multi-purpose, can be used to burn fire and wipe butt.

"Brother!" A thin girl in the corner ran towards Qin Yang, and then pulled his sleeve aggrievedly, and said, "Brother, you are back..."

The girl said sobbing and wiping away her tears.

More than ten years later, when Qin Yang saw his 16-year-old sister Qin Feng again, he couldn't help feeling sad, so he raised his hand and patted her head lightly, saying, "You're back, why are you crying?"

Qin Feng shook his head, and kept holding Qin Yang's sleeve tightly without making a sound.

The old man standing by the side had bad eyesight. After looking for a long time, he didn't see who came out and entered the house, but when he heard the voice, he knew that it was Qin Yang who had returned. She immediately smiled, walked up to Qin Yang happily, and said, "Yang Yang , you are back, have you eaten yet, grandma is going to cook."

Qin Yang looked at his grandma with complicated emotions. He was happy to see the long-dead old man again, but also worried about her many actions. In the end, many of Qin Yang's emotions were caused by thinking of what the old man had eaten before he finally died. The bitterness turned into a sigh, and he said lightly: "I have eaten, this is for my grandpa, and you can keep the candy for yourself."

As he spoke, he handed the bag of sugar and two bottles of wine to grandma.

"Your grandpa broke a leg, why did you still buy him wine?" Grandma Qin said so, but she took the things Qin Yang handed over unceremoniously, and glanced at the other hand in his hand. Bao Tang didn't say much, turned around and walked to the separated back room.

"Did Yang Yang come back?" An old voice from the back room asked.

"Grandpa, it's me." Qin Yang responded, handed another pack of toffee to Qin Feng, and said, "Go back to the house first."

Qin Feng nodded, took the candy, held it in his arms, and ran out.

Qin Yang entered the back room, which was the room where the two old men slept. A kerosene lamp made of a round ink bottle gave off a faint light, which only illuminated a small area, and the corners of the room were pitch black.

Grandma Qin was busy hiding toffee in the rice jar, and when she saw him coming in, she hurriedly closed the lid, as if she was afraid that Qin Yang would find out.

Qin Yang didn't care either, he walked to the edge of the bed and sat down, looked at the old man who was lying on the bed and was about to sit up, quickly pushed him down, and said in a low voice: "Grandpa, does the leg still hurt, what does the doctor say. "

The old man laughed happily and said: "It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt, I can go to the ground after lying down for a few days, why did you come back, did that girl Xiaofeng tell you that I fell on my leg?"

Qin Yang said lightly: "Come back to see you, as long as you are fine."

The old man said with emotion: "You child, if you have a heart, you just took such a small fall and asked you to run home to see me. Are you tired from working outside and are you full?"

"It's all good, you don't have to worry." Qin Yang answered the old man's questions one by one, chatted a few more words before leaving the room.

Qin Feng was sitting on the small wooden bench in front of the door of the room on the right, when he saw Qin Yang, he hurriedly got up and called him.

Qin Yang nodded and hummed, raised his hand and pushed open the half-closed door to enter. The room was dimly lit. Qin Feng hurriedly found a match in the hole in the wall to light the kerosene lamp and walked behind Qin Yang. Zhang Mao's painting can be called a bare house without a single piece of decent furniture.

This room is the same size as the other two rooms, but the layout is different. Because there is a son and a daughter in the family, two small rooms are abruptly separated, so that the area of ​​the main room is greatly reduced. , his parents shared a room, and he shared a room with his sister, sleeping on two wooden beds.

Although it is inconvenient, there is no other way.

Qin Yang pushed open the door of his father's room, stood by the door and looked inside. Qin's father was in his forties, and should have been a mature man, but because of physical problems, he could only lie on the bed in a daze. At this moment, he suddenly saw Qin Yang , suddenly surprised: "Yangyang? Why did you come back suddenly?!"

Qin Yang looked indifferent, and said lightly: "I came back when I was bored outside."

"Boring?" Father Qin struggled to prop up his upper body, and said in confusion, "Then tell me what you want to do to be interesting."

"Say more."

His father said in a deep voice, "So you don't plan to go back to the city?"

Qin Yang looked firmly at his father who was paralyzed on the bed, and said, "I won't go back."

"Bastard!" Qin's father was furious, and shouted: "If we don't go back, let's drink the northwest wind!"

"Back when you sold fields, land, pots and iron to get money to go to the town to gamble, why didn't you think about what we would eat today." Qin Yang said coldly, "You don't need to worry about what to eat, you won't be hungry."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and left, leaving his father lying on the bed alone, with an expression of disbelief on his face. He really couldn't believe that his originally taciturn son would suddenly talk back.

Qin Yang looked indifferent, walked out of the room in a few steps, and after a long silence, he asked Qin Feng who had been following behind him in a low voice: "Why were you crying just now, grandma scolded you again?"

Qin Feng nodded, and said softly: "I just want to lend her some Baogu noodles to make porridge, so she will call me."

"We won't eat at her place in the future, we'll make it at home." Qin Yang took out two green pieces and handed them to Qin Feng, saying, "Go and see who has extra rice noodles, and buy some."

Qin Feng was overjoyed, he finally didn't have to look at grandma's face and listen to her harsh words, so he hurriedly nodded, took the money, and trotted out of the yard.

Qin Yang breathed out a sigh of relief, walked straight out of the yard, squatted down on the path outside, and picked up a weed and twirled it.

He was quite disturbed in his heart. He thought that he had let go of these things in his previous life, but now he still felt brooding. Even if he saw his father again after so long, Qin Yang still couldn't talk to him calmly. Speaking of which, if it wasn't for him, this family wouldn't be torn apart, and he wouldn't live so hard and so boring because of it.

But now that Qin Yang was blessed by misfortune and had another chance to choose again, he naturally had to live the life he wanted.

He doesn't plan to go back to the city again, even though he is very clear about the development and reform of the times because of his rebirth, and knows how to get money quickly, he doesn't plan to make money for money anymore, he never had a girlfriend in his previous life, He didn't experience life well, and he didn't have time to spend with his relatives. After they passed away one after another, Qin Yang lost the motivation to make money. However, at that time, he was used to the busy life, so it was just like a day for a few years. It was tasteless, so now his plan has nothing to do with money, but to stay in the countryside, farming and farming, the most real is plain.

The most important thing now is to find a way to support myself, Qin Feng, and that unbelievable father, but the family has no land and no money, and it is not easy to settle down.

The wild grass between the thumb and forefinger has been twisted into a lump of green grass mud. Qin Yang didn't realize it, and frowned as he looked at the small forest under the path.

His youthful face is full of calmness and coldness that does not match his age. Because of malnutrition and heavy work, he is very thin, and there is no trace of excess flesh on his body. Qin Yang grows very fast. He is only 19 years old and his height is 1.7 meters. Around eight, the material trousers on his lower body are like cropped trousers, showing his ankles, and the fat trousers are empty. His bones are clear, his veins are clear, his facial features are three-dimensional and sharp, and his thin lips are tightly pursed because of dissatisfaction. Looking at his calm and stern expression, he was full of a tough guy.

He would be even more handsome if he trimmed his messy hair a little.

When he was a teenager, Qin Yang didn't pay much attention to his appearance, food and clothing. Back then, he was only concerned with making money, and he devoted all his attention to how to support his family. Because of his childhood experience, he was cold-tempered, unrepentant He loves to talk with outsiders, so he is not interested in other things, and he just goes to work and sleeps every day, and sleeps to work.

It is precisely because of this that he missed his precious youth in vain.

While he was in a daze, there was a sudden sound of children playing not far away. Qin Yang heard the sound and looked around, and saw a thin and unkempt boy running along the path with a limp on one foot. He was chasing several The six or seven-year-old child was constantly picking up small stones and branches on the ground and hitting him.

The young man hunched over and didn't make a sound when he was hit by a stone. He just ran forward in silence and hid in the courtyard of Jiang's house next door.

A group of children reluctantly chased after them into the yard, and all of them laughed happily without understanding.

Qin Yang frowned, flicked the grass mud between his fingers, got up and walked outside Jiang's courtyard, only to see a group of children laughing around the boy just now, and said with a childish jingle: "Jiang Yu is a big fool , Dad doesn’t love her, mom doesn’t love her, and even killed the old lady.”

Jiang Yu?Qin Yang was quite familiar with this name, and after a few breaths of memory, he suddenly remembered that this was the little fool of the Jiang family. When he was a child, he always liked to run behind his buttocks, and he did whatever he was asked to do. He was very obedient, and Qin Yang no longer After thinking about it, he said in a deep voice, "What are you guys doing?"

The children were startled, turned around and saw a fierce-looking 'adult' coming to help Jiang Yu, they didn't dare to bully anyone anymore, and after some of the children shouted to run quickly, a group of children rushed to run After leaving the yard, the children's funny laughter sounded outside.

Seeing that all the children had run away, Qin Yang turned around and walked towards Jiang Yu who was crouching in the corner holding his head, squatted down in front of him, and said in a low voice, "Where are your parents? They won't come to pick you up?"

Jiang Yu shrunk his shoulders, his head was in a mess, like a chicken coop, he quietly raised his head to look at Qin Yang, his face was like a cat, but his eyes were extraordinarily clear and bright, Jiang Yu tilted his head in confusion, With blank eyes, he said, "I'll wait for grandma to come home."

If Qin Yang remembers correctly, Jiang Yu's grandma has been dead for almost half a month. This is what Qin Feng told him on the phone back then. Qin Yang still clearly remembers that when he came back in a hurry, he continued to return to the construction site. Later, when Qin Feng called to tell him about the situation at home, he also mentioned the Jiang family next door, that is, Jiang Yu. He came back again, and later the village chief organized people to search for him, and only then did he find his body in the deep mountains of Changpo.

Recalling the past, Qin Yang felt a little depressed. After all, what happened to Jiang Yu was really embarrassing. If no one cared about him, he might still die quietly like the ending in his memory. Qin Yang pondered for a moment and said: "Your grandma is away, you will follow me for a few days, would you like to?"

Jiang Yu stared at Qin Yang in a daze, and then nodded his head quietly twice after a long time. His eyes gradually lit up, and after a while, he pursed his lips in embarrassment and smiled.

Jiang Yu's smile was shy and clean, and Qin Yang couldn't help but feel a lot more comfortable looking at it, and then slightly raised the corners of his mouth, looking at Jiang Yu with softer eyes.

Qin Yang got up and said, "Let's go, go to my house, I just bought a bag of candy."

Jiang Yu was obedient, and didn't say much, and followed Qin Yang out after getting up.