I haven't been a scumbag for many years

After Wang Fu made a self-criticism, one-third of the people in the village had vaguely known that Wang Fu was cheating and cheating, and another third of the people had worked with Wang Fu and had a deep understanding of Wang Fu's cheating and cheating. Another third is not CARE Wang Fu, but this time when the production team came up, the loudspeaker yelled, hey, I know everything.

In fact, Wang Fu himself would not make such a big commotion if he cheated a little.

However, every time he went out to do errands and went to work, he had to be in a good team with Brother Song Jiu.Whether it's suitable or not, you have to stay with Song Jiu.

Therefore, the contrast is particularly stark.

One is that although the work is not very good, but it is really hard to work there.

One is obviously strong and healthy, with bulging arms and tendons, but he is doing foreign work there.

Who can hold back that baji baji mouth, not talking about other people's right and wrong

impossible.

Life in the countryside is so monotonous now, there is no internet, no computer, playing cards and mahjong, and no money for entertainment.And tired and paralyzed.

The only pastime is - gossip!

In fact, if the current family contract responsibility system is used, then you can spend as long as you like, whether you pull the weeds or not, and whether you hoe the ground or not.It's nothing to do with other people.

But not now.

You don't work quickly, you don't take care of the crops carefully, and you have to divide the grain in the future?There are no doors and no cracks in the windows.

So now when Wang Fu is working, whether he has something to do or not, no matter whether he is lazy or not, he will be yelled at: "Wang Fu, you are lazy again, and you can't even hold the handle of the hoe!"

Wang Fu: Fuck your mother!

Silly Song Jiu: "Wang Fu, why don't you go to work with me and go to other jobs, I know it's because of you that you work so slowly, you just don't want me Embarrassing. But I'm holding you back, so don't worry about me."

He regards Wang Fu as his very good friend.

When Wang Fu heard this, he complained in his heart: I'm afraid it's not because of the brain, who is because of you?Still worried that you don't do much work, so you deliberately do less to keep you company?Miss you!I just want to put you next to me, be better than you, and let others have nothing to say.

The results backfired.

Fucking unlucky, he was criticized and educated, and read a self-criticism in front of everyone.

Ashamed.

Now he is still working beside Song Jiu, and other people come to yell at him every now and then, and anyone can yell at him.

Wang Fu thought to himself, it would be better to leave Song Jiu as soon as possible.Lest he stand by and show that he is not working hard.

Thinking this way in my heart, I smiled on my face, "Song Jiu, if this is the case, then I won't accompany you, you work hard. You can't always do so little. If you don't get much food at the end of the year, you can only do it in the autumn of the next year." There are new rations, I'm afraid you won't last until then."

Song Jiu gripped the handle of the hoe and nodded vigorously.

"I know."

"do not worry!"

Although Xie Dongli said that he should do his best and not over-exhaust himself. He has everything in the family, but he still has to work hard.At least plant your own rations, right?

Song Jiu dug the land and smashed it under the sluggish sun. This was to plant a large area of ​​rapeseed.

Thinking of Xie Dongli, there was a trace of sweetness in his heart, converging into countless strands of tenderness to wrap his heart.

Although there is no more close contact, there is a wide distance between the two people every night.However, a certain emotion is taking root, sprouting, and growing into a towering tree.

He likes him.I fell in love with him the first time I saw him.

Xie Dongli, he should also like himself, no, he should love himself.

Although this relationship is not visible in such an age, love is something that makes people warm.He is very happy.

He raised his head slightly, and he could see Xie Dongli's stalwart figure standing out from the crowd in the labor force. His speed left others far away, and the ground was well organized.

Song Jiu has a new motivation: come on!

During the Chinese New Year, the village kills pigs and divides the meat.The secretary of the village committee took a notebook and asked people to take the meat one by one.

Some families can only receive three catties of meat, but Xie Dongli alone received four catties of meat.It's still the buttocks sitting on the buttocks, the fat is as thick as a finger!

Xie Dongli was expressionless.As always, calm and introverted, taciturn.

But Song Jiu was as happy as a two hundred and five, the corners of her mouth fluttered and she couldn't suppress it.

Wang Fu: What the hell, you only get half a catty of meat at most, and you still laugh like a fool.

Others: Yoyo, what a lovely child.It's been a year since I ate meat, look, I'm so happy and silly.

It's really quite content, working so hard, although it's still barely enough, but at least it's not cheating, cheating, unlike that Wang Fu...

Wang Fu: Shit!

When Song Jiu went to get the meat, he was eighty-two.The butcher who divides the meat directly cuts the tenderloin above the best spine, which is fat and thin layered, especially beautiful, and the most tender.

Give Song Jiu eight taels.

When Wang Fu went to get the meat, it was a catty.

The butcher squinted at him, and then cut a strip of lean meat with a little bit of fat on him.

Wang Fu was so angry that the circles of his eyes turned black.

But he has always acted like he has a good relationship with Song Jiu, so he swallowed the phrase "Why can he share such a good piece of meat" in his throat.

Wang Fu was about to die of anger.

But no one cared or cared about Wang Fu's mood.Everyone happily took the meat back and lived a meat-rich year.

Xie Dongli and Song Jiu went home together.

Song Jiu was carrying the meat, and Xie Dongli was also carrying the meat.Although the weight is different, but the mood of joy is the same.

After closing the door, Song Jiu happily looked at Xie Dongli with bright eyes, "What shall we have for dinner tonight?"

Xie Dongli smiled indulgently: "You can do whatever you want."

He stretched out his hand to shake the meat, and the meat swayed and swayed there, and the shiny oily light made people drool uncontrollably.

Song Jiu said, "Well, eat my meat tonight."

Xie Dongli: "..." Xie Dongli's eyes seemed to be on fire.

"What did you say? Say it again."

Song Jiu reacted, her face flushed with heat.

"Ignore you, you, you are playing a hooligan!"

He ran to the kitchen with his eight taels of meat, Xie Dongli stared at Song Jiu's big buttocks and couldn't look back.

He still remembers the night when Song Jiuchu came to his house, in the yard, under the moonlight, pouring water on himself with a ladle.

The water sprayed down from the snow-greasy delicate body, and when he stood up, he covered his front with a veil, and the water droplets rolled down his legs like pearls, and soaked into the cobbled ground.

In the evening, I used Song Jiu's eight-liang meat to stir-fry a large pot of chili fried pork.

Slice the meat thinly and roll it in the pan.It is not fat or greasy to eat, and the oil is hydrolyzed for a year-long famine, and it is served with fragrant white rice.Also fried a Chinese cabbage.

Delicious.

The remaining meat is salted and made into bacon. When cooking porridge, put a few slices and it can be eaten for a long time.

Song Jiu was not idle this winter, he and Xie Dongli went up the mountain.At this time, many people are actually picking up dry firewood on the mountain and going back to burn it.

It's really not obtrusive for them to go to the mountain.

But it was Xie Dongli who picked up and chopped firewood, and Song Jiu was picking up wild nuts in the mountains.

Nuts of all kinds, mostly edible.A small quantity is large, and children usually pick it up and stir-fry it as snacks. No one really takes the effort to make these.But Song Jiu felt that being idle in winter was idle anyway, and taking these things back to deal with, so that next year's oil would not have to be searched for.

He just suddenly thought that tea fruit can squeeze oil, peanuts can squeeze oil, beans can squeeze oil...

These edible nuts should also be able to extract oil.

Xie Dongli didn't dampen his enthusiasm either.Just put those nuts in the basket and get them back with the firewood.

It took a lot of effort.

The process was extremely cumbersome, just peeling off the shells made Song Jiu's face turn pale.Xie Dongli drove him to sleep and stood up all night by himself.

The next day I also doubted my life.

But Huangtian paid off, and made 10l oil.

good smell.

Ate two meals, very good, not poisoned.

If it is poisoned to death, then half of this task is completed.

It's okay, I don't have to stay in such a world, I'm pretty happy when I think about it.

The sun rises and sets, the fields are covered with heavy snow, the snow melts in spring and everything recovers, and the days are tiring and dull...

After a good year, the rape blossoms in March of the following year bloomed very beautifully.

However, the meat gradually ran out.

I feel that there still needs to be a little meaty taste in the mouth to be comfortable.In addition, there is oil at home, so in the middle of the night, Xie Dongli planned to go fishing.

It was rare that Song Jiu didn't sleep very soundly. It was probably because Xie Dongli told him that he was going to go fishing before going to bed at night, and he was thinking about it.

Xie Dongli came together, and he opened his eyes.

Song Jiu: "Go fishing? Now?"

Xie Dongli: "Well, you sleep, I'll be back soon."

Song Jiu: "I'm going too!"

Xie Dongli thought about it, now that the rapeseed is tall and dense, even if they are found, they probably won't be able to catch them.What's more, there is no one at this time.So, after talking so many times, I finally practiced it for the first time.

The moonlight shone dimly on the field, and those beautiful and magnificent rapeseed flowers seemed to be flowing with mercury, which was very beautiful.

The evening wind blows slightly.

Song Jiu followed Xie Dongli with a deep foot and a shallow foot. Xie Dongli was walking in front, and the ridge became thinner and thinner, and it was not easy to walk.He turned around and stretched out his hand to grab Song Jiu's palm.

This is the first time they hold hands.

Song Jiu's heart beat like a drum.

He looked at Xie Dongli's tall figure with broad shoulders.Under the wheat-colored tight skin, brave blood flowed.He is so tall and mighty!

Even now that he was wearing clothes, he was thinking about how he looked in the shower.

The bucket was lifted up by him, and the water was poured from his body.

His handsome eyebrows and every clamoring muscle fascinated him deeply, making him unable to control himself.

Seeing the heat on his skin billowing and steaming in the winter, he couldn't control his panic, his waist was weak and his legs were weak.

Even with that characteristic is clamoring.

It's more about the uncontrollable wriggling of the little flower trying to bite something.

Now this man is holding his hand and walking on the rough road in the arms of the night.Song Jiu's little courage suddenly became bigger than the sky.

He thought: If it was him, if it was him... I would never look back.

Even if the head is broken, I will be with him.

Every hair in his heart is clamoring that he loves this brave man like steel.