Master is not to be provoked

"What's going on?" Ke Muai rubbed her eyes and looked at her father carefully.

"What are you looking at! Don't pretend to be dead? If you don't pretend to be dead, get up quickly! Go to the small shop and buy some peanuts and ham sausage, and come back, I will drink with your uncle and aunt." Ke Yongli's face was full of flesh, With a bald head, as if he had just emerged from a prison, he was full of evil spirits. While talking, he took out a ten-yuan note from his pocket, "Buy a sausage, a catty of dry tofu, and the remaining two yuan to buy five-spice peanuts." , don’t steal it, or you won’t be cut to death! Go!”

Ke Muai took the money in a daze, and it turned out that the compatriots of all nationalities were united. The money has been invalidated for many years.

He walked out foolishly, and just as he took a step, he suddenly felt dizzy, he staggered, and stopped holding the door frame.

Ke Yongli kicked over: "Still pretending, little bastard, who the hell are you scaring? If you pretend again, I'll beat you to death!"

Ke Muai suppressed her nausea, stumbled and ran out of the house, and found herself in an old house that had been demolished several years ago.

He stretched out his left hand, which was several sizes smaller than before. The five fingers were like matchsticks, and there were many cracked and bloody mouths on it.

He rubbed the back of his head, grinning from the pain, slowly moved out of the yard, walked to the Limin grocery store at the intersection, bought sausages, dried tofu and peanuts according to Ke Yongli's instructions, and dangled them in a plastic bag go back.He finally figured out that he had returned to the year when he was eight years old.In the summer of this year, his mother eloped with Carpenter Wang from a neighboring village because she couldn't bear Ke Yongli's domestic violence. of people were all killed.

His father took him every day to the bus owner's house, to the court, to the police station, and finally got back 10 yuan.

There is a thunder on the ground, and you will be rich suddenly!

At a time when laborers earn 20 yuan a day, the gold content of a [-]-yuan household is still very high, let alone [-] yuan!Ke Yongli suddenly changed from being hated by everyone to being sought after by everyone.

His uncle, Ke Yongsheng, was one of the first to get rich after the reform and opening up. He was the first to contract a cement factory in a neighboring village with a loan, and he owned two Dongfeng cars. He is one of the best entrepreneurs in the county.

He clearly remembered that this time the uncle and his wife came to borrow money, saying that the venue was going to expand, and they borrowed the [-] yuan in compensation, saying that they would pay it back when they earned money in the future, but this "future "But it was indefinite, until his father Ke Yongli was beaten to death and he still didn't pay it back. The couple still took away his father's compensation money from his grandfather with a shy face.

Because of the lack of compensation from her mother, Ke Muai failed to go to junior high school. After graduating from elementary school, she ran away from home and went to work in the city. They refused to accept child labor, so she finally found a noodle restaurant. Food and lodging, no wages, only said to the outside world that his relatives came to help, and it was there that he met Hao Jianxiao who had been with him for ten years...

The mother's death compensation payment was due just yesterday, and the passbook was still warm in his pocket, and the uncle and his wife came to borrow money. Ke Muai, who was only eight years old, only told his father that it was my mother's life in exchange for it. He was slapped on the back of the head by his father: "My lord is talking, you, a child, don't have the right to interrupt, and if you mention that broken shoe bitch, I will soak you in the latrine to eat shit!"

Ke Muai rushed to the street on the spot.

Coming out of the small shop, Ke Muai kicked the stones and walked carelessly, smoothing out the affairs of the two lives as much as possible, and secretly made up her mind: to live again, I must make these scumbags who bullied me pay the price!

Back home, Ke Yongli was still puffing in the back room, smoking the Hongtashan that Ke Yongsheng bought for him, praising the cigarette while smoking: "All the rich people in the city smoke this? I smoke just incense, not My old drought is strong, and this taste is really good."

Ke Yongsheng echoed from the side: "That's right, even the county magistrate smokes this, and those big bosses and entrepreneurs also smoke this. It costs 12 yuan a box. Think about it, is it for ordinary people?"

Zhang Huiyan slid aside: "Xiao Er, let me tell you, this cigarette can only be smoked by high-end people. I usually smoke some cigarettes when I play mahjong with others, but I can only smoke seven yuan a box. Your elder brother He is reluctant to smoke this for me, and he doesn’t smoke it himself. He usually carries a box in his pocket, and only takes it out when he sees the county leaders. This is you. Our father has never honored this cigarette. Hurry up and throw away the cigarette butt, and I will have another one, my sister-in-law will light it for you, if you want to smoke, we have to smoke it once."

Ke Muai first showed the things to Ke Yongli, expressing that he did not have money or steal them, and then took them to the outhouse, first went to the firewood pile outside to pull two bundles of corn stalks in, lit the fire and added oil, and mixed the dried tofu Stir-fry a plate with homemade hot peppers, fry a plate of eggs with scallions, put peanuts in a plate, and sausage slices in a plate. With a little effort, all four dishes are complete. Send them into the back room with a smile on your face, and come back to brush Boil water in a pot, take Ke Yongli's jug and put it in to heat up the wine.

Although he was only eight years old at the time, he had been cooking at home for two or three years. His father would often send his mother back to her natal home or even be hospitalized.

His aunt Zhang Huiyan flattered him to the utmost and kept praising him: "Xiao Ai is so capable, the scrambled eggs taste better than mine, and are better than your Brother Ting, let alone help me cook at home." , I don’t even know how to pick up the oil bottle when it’s down.”

Ke Yongli drank the hot wine, and the flesh on his face turned red: "Don't mention it, this little bastard will just follow his broken shoe mother, and he can cook soup for the whole meal. It's just that little ability. If he will be successful in the future, he will do more. A chef, can you compare with my nephew? What does Xun Ting do? No. 1 in the township exam! That's the seedling of Tsinghua University! I will be a scientist in the future, specializing in sugar-coated shells!"

Ke Yongsheng said "modestly": "That is to say, it is okay in the village. This is back to the county middle school. This year's final exam, the whole grade is No. 15, but the kid is ambitious and knows how to work hard. He told me that this year's Chinese New Year does not need new clothes. , Push yourself, next time you will be in the top three. Don’t talk about Xiao Ai all the time, it’s a skill if you can cook, those chefs in the county restaurant earn 700 yuan a month.”

"So much?" Ke Yongli was a little surprised, then turned his head and said to Ke Muai, "Listen to what your uncle said? Learn to cook hard in the future, become a chef, and earn money to honor your father."

Zhang Huiyan smiled and said, "Xiao Ai is smart, she will definitely learn well." She gave Ke Muai a large piece of egg, "In the future, when your brother gets married, I will hire you to be the cook and ask him to seal a red envelope for you. 200 yuan, I will not agree to him first!"

Ke Muai felt disgusted in her heart, but on the surface she nodded obediently, pouring wine for this one and picking up vegetables for that one, enjoying herself happily.