The Little First Grand Secretary in My House

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Smoke was rising from the chimneys of many houses, and villagers in twos and threes were walking along the village paths, either carrying hoes or pulling oxen, and they looked like they were going to the fields.

It is the time of spring plowing, and the whole year's plan is spring. If you are lazy at this time, you will cry when harvesting grain in autumn.

Zhao'er woke up at exactly this hour and opened his eyes to find that the little man was still asleep.

Not long after she fell asleep last night, the little man had a fever again and was busy for most of the night. Fortunately, the fever subsided by the middle of the night.

She sat up and raised her hand to touch the little man's forehead to make sure it was no longer hot, then she put on her clothes and got off the kang.

The first thing he did was to open the door. Heizi, who had been restless for a long time, got out in a snap. Zhao'er followed him out of the room and saw Heizi hurriedly running out of the hospital to pee, and shook his head with a smile.

At this time, there were already people in the courtyard, including the third-bedroom Zhou family and their eldest daughter Xue Taoer.

Today it is the third room's turn to cook. The Xue family's rule is that in addition to the housework of each room, the work of the father-in-law is shared equally. One day per room, changing in rotation.

The room responsible for cooking is not only responsible for eating and drinking for the whole family, but also for serving the family's livestock. The Xue family raised two big fat pigs, and just serving these two ancestors every day was not an easy job. Not to mention feeding chickens, fetching water, and chopping firewood, so the female family members who do housework on this day do not have to work in the fields.

It seems fair and just, but in fact everyone inside knows.

The eldest aunt Yang claimed that her man was a child, and she was extraordinarily superior to others at home. After Xue Qingshan passed the exam, she never did housework again. The key is that Zhao is also facing her, so others can't question her too much.

At first, it was Xue Gouzi's mother Qiu who did it, but finally the third-bedroom wife Zhou came in, and the two sisters-in-law finally shared the responsibility. After that, Mrs. Qiu followed her deceased husband, leaving Mrs. Zhou alone. It wasn't until Mrs. Sun from the fourth room came in that she could take a breath again.

It's a pity that Mrs. Sun is a lazy and cunning person. In fact, Mrs. Zhou does most of the work.

In the past, when Mrs. Qiu was still alive, Zhao'er also helped Mrs. Qiu. Later, after Mrs. Qiu passed away, Zhao'er was busy with the housework of the second house, and had to work as a middle schooler. In addition, Zhao'er was still young at that time, so Mr. Xue told her to take good care of Xue Gouzi and not have to worry about Gongzhong's work.

Zhao'er now has some free time to mess around and get some money. However, she is a conscientious person and will help out as much as she can in her spare time. As for those who tried to bully her like Mrs. Sun, her sharp tongue was not forgiving.

Seeing Xue Tao'er struggling to fetch water from the well, Zhao'er rubbed his face and walked up to help her.

Thirteen-year-old Xue Taoer is like a little flower in bud. Although she is not very beautiful, she is still very delicate. Seeing Zhao'er coming to help her, she couldn't help but smile and talk to her: Sister Zhao'er, is the second brother feeling better? .

I had a fever again last night and got better in the second half of the night. Zhao'er looked around curiously and asked, Why isn't Third Uncle here?

Although Xue Qingbai was an honest and taciturn person, he always loved his wife and daughter. Jufan would get up early and fill up the water jar when cooking for the third room.

The Xue family has their own well, but the well is too deep, and there is no windlass installed on the well. It would be very tiring just relying on the strength of the daughter's family to draw water up. That is to say, Zhao'er was born as strong as an ox, and his strength was no worse than that of an ordinary strong man, so he could pull the bucket out of the deep well very easily.

My father went to the fields. He said he would work for a while and then return after breakfast.

Xue Qingbai is an honest farmer. Unlike other brothers in the family who have other skills, he only knows how to farm, so he concentrates on the ground. The Xue family has a total of more than 30 acres of land, and now they are planted by him, Mr. Xue, and the fourth son, Xue Qinghuai.

Although the women of the Xue family also go to the fields, that is when the farmers are busy. Besides, women only have so little strength, so what can they do to help? Fortunately, the three men of the Xue family are all good hands in the fields. They were really busy, so they paid to hire day laborers to help them for a few days, so they didn't have to worry about running out of work in the fields.

Just as he was talking, the door of the fourth room opened and Xue Qinghuai walked out.

The men in the Xue family are all tall, so Xue Qinghuai also inherited a tall body.

He has thick eyebrows, tiger eyes, and a high nose. He is dressed in dark blue coarse cloth and short brown clothes, and he looks very heroic. In fact, the men of the Xue family are not bad looking, but the women of the Xue family are a bit mediocre. However, all the grandchildren are well-born, and they are all top-notch in the village.

Zhao'er Tao'er, you got up so early. Xue Qinghuai strode over, took the bucket from Zhao'er's hand, walked to the water tank, and poured the water into the tank.

How can you two little girls do this kind of rough work? You go do other things, and your fourth uncle will come to fetch water.

Zhao'er and Tao'er didn't refuse either. One went to the kitchen to help their mother cook, while the other took a basin and scooped out water for washing.

As time passed, other members of the Xue family got up one after another, and there were more and more people in the yard. Over there in the kitchen, Mrs. Zhou called for dinner. Generally speaking, country people don't have to pay much attention to setting up a table when eating breakfast. They just put a bowl in a bowl and eat it wherever they want.

Breakfast is two-meter porridge. The so-called two-meter porridge is porridge made from two kinds of rice. Yuqing Village does not produce rice, but only crops such as wheat, sorghum, millet, and corn. Although farmers all grow wheat, they rarely use it for daily cooking. They always sell it and exchange it for other grains.

Even a wealthy family like the Xue family, who had a surplus of grain, did not eat refined grains every meal, but a mix of coarse grains and fine grains. For example, the two-meter porridge for breakfast today is porridge cooked with millet, that is, yellow rice, and sorghum rice.

Because it was a busy time of farming, it was cooked quite thickly. Although it was not able to hold up with chopsticks, it was still much better than the usual watery soup.

There is no way, the Xue family seems to have a good family background in the village, but the family supports three scholars. Not to mention Xue Gouzi, Guangdafang and his son spend a lot of money every month. It's no wonder that Zhao can usually pick out fleas and draw some blood.

Zhao'er filled two bowls of porridge, put a few corn tortillas on a coarse porcelain plate, put some pickles on the side, and carried them back to the second room.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw Xue Gouzi sitting up from the kang.

She quickly put the wooden tray on the square table and came up to see him: But are you feeling better? Are you hungry? I'll bring you some porridge.

Xue Gouzi looked at her with complicated eyes.

After experiencing such a dream, he now didn't know how to face Zhao'er. Whenever he saw her, he couldn't help but think of him in the dream and the words he was scolded before he died. He also tried to find the cause of Zhao'er's death in his memory, but it seemed that that memory was Xue Tingyan's most unbearable past event, and he had no memory at all.

In fact, Xue Gouzi was in a daze after being burned last night. He thought about it for a long time. He couldn't figure out whether he was Xue Gouzi or Xue Tingyan now. Whether the dream was true or false, and whether he was thinking about something during the day and dreaming about it at night. , to have such a ridiculous dream.

But he also had an idea in mind. If everything in the dream was true, several things should happen in succession. If these things happened, it means that his dreams were true.

Thinking about something in his mind, he reached out to take the bowl, only to realize that he didn't even have the strength to hold it. Fortunately, Zhao'er had good eyesight and caught the bowl quickly, so it didn't spill all over him.

Xue Gouzi felt a little embarrassed and anxious. It was strange. He would not have reacted like this in front of Zhao'er before, but he didn't know if it was a dream or not, but his mentality had a strange change.

Zhao'er laughed at him: Why are you so polite to me? I forgot that when you were a child, you used to pee on the bed, and it was my sister who washed you.

Zhao'er came to Xue's house when he was seven years old, and Gouzi was only five years old at that time. It is very strange for a child to urinate on the bed. He has obviously not peed for a long time, and I don’t know if it is because he drank too much water before going to bed or something, but he peed on the bed.

Since Qiu gave birth to the dog, her health and bones have been in poor condition, and it was winter. In order to repay the kindness of her second wife, Zhao'er volunteered to wash the dog's urine-stained clothes and started her career as a child bride.

What Xue Gouzi hates the most is Zhao'er. He always likes to say nonsense in front of him. You have to know that as you get older, boys are all worried about face, so how can you still be willing to listen to people mention such things, especially dogs who are overthinking and sensitive by nature. But today, for some reason, he didn't feel annoyed, only a little embarrassed.

He was surprised by his reaction, but Zhao'er had already scooped out porridge with a wooden spoon to feed him. He opened his mouth subconsciously, and when the porridge warmed by her blowing came into his mouth, he saw the smiling eyes of the other party.

Those eyes were big and bright, as if there were stars hidden in them, and he couldn't help but blush.

Zhao'er immediately smiled even more happily and stuffed him with a corn tortilla: Eat quickly, sister will stew eggs for you at noon.

She was treating him like a child, and Gouzi suddenly had this understanding.

He was eating the porridge Zhao'er had fed him, and was thinking wildly in his mind.

Just then, someone came to the door.

It's Xue Qingshan.

Exactly the same as in the dream.

Xue Qingshan's fair face was full of sighs and worries. He sighed and said a lot of words. The general idea was to let the dog recover well and don't think too much. There are grandparents and uncles at home, so he can't be blamed.

Seriously speaking, Xue Qingshan also followed the appearance and height of the men of the Xue family. In his early years, he was also a village grass in Yuqing Village. Unfortunately, as he got older, he gained some weight.

Uncle has to go to private school. Gouzi, you should take good care of your health. You are such a busy kid. Xue Qingshan sighed and patted his nephew on the shoulder before lifting the door curtain and leaving.

What is he doing?

Zhao'er thought doubtfully. After thinking for a while, she couldn't figure out why, so she stopped thinking about it and concentrated on feeding Gouzi porridge. Xue Gouzi looked thoughtful.

*

In the main room, Ms. Zhao was chatting with Mr. Xue about yesterday's events.

Mrs. Zhao was sewing an old piece of clothing in her hand, and said: Let me tell you, you just like to spoil that little thing. You feel sorry for him, but he doesn't feel sorry for you. Our money doesn't come from the river. Because he was unwilling to tell the whole family about his illness, he made trouble one after another, and he wanted to bring trouble to the family.

Mr. Xue is in his fifties, tall and has the dark-red skin of country people who have been exposed to the sun for a long time. He was wearing dark blue coarse trousers, sitting cross-legged on the kang, smoking a dry cigarette.

Every time after dinner or before work, Mr. Xue would always smoke for a while, otherwise he would feel weak.

Okay, Gou Wazi is sick. Who doesn't have three illnesses and four pains? After a while, he said in a hoarse voice.

The crackling sound sounded again, the lingering green smoke swirled in the air, and then dispersed in all directions. Mr. Xue's old face with crisscrossed grooves was hidden behind it, looming.

But look how long he has been quarreling for? Yesterday, he lost more than 100 fen again. How long do you have to work hard in the fields to earn more than 100 fen? Boss Qian'er has to leave another 200 fen. It was said that someone in my classmate's family had a birthday, and there was a disaster last year. The tax was not exempted at all, but increased. Now the boss said that he wanted to send Juncai to study in the town, and it cost a lot of money. How much wealth do you have? It can withstand such a torment!

Seeing that his mother-in-law was so distressed, Mr. Xue sat up straight, knocked the cigarette pot on the kang table, and glanced at her sideways: You feel sorry for the dog when you spend a hundred cents. If the boss asks you for money, just give it to me? Not me. Speaking of you, you are a father, mother and grandmother, so don’t go too far and don’t cause conflicts among the following few.”

As soon as she heard this, Ms. Zhao was unwilling. She slapped him across the kang table and said, Am I biased? Don't you be biased?

He is also biased, but the eldest son is the most promising in the family, and the most talented among the grandchildren. It's different to have a scholar in the family. No one can go out and say that Xue Lianxing's family is decent people. If the big family can produce a scholar, the Xue family will be proud of its ancestors.

Just thinking of Xue Gouzi, Mr. Xue couldn't help but frown.

Of course he knew that his mother-in-law was very upset. This child Gou'er was really ignorant. The eldest son owed his life to the second son. However, with the Xue family's family background, it was natural that they had to pay close attention to their future prospects.

It's not that Mr. Xue looks down on his grandson, it's that Gou'er is really incomparable and incomparable to Juncai. It's good to be strong, but you still have to look at the situation.

The eldest daughter-in-law has said several times that the school in the town cannot be delayed. This delay will only last half a year. The eldest brother is still thinking of letting Juncai give it a try next year. Ms. Zhao added.

I promised you back then! Mr. Xue sighed deeply, took two puffs of dry cigarette, and coughed twice.

Anyway, it's up to you! Mrs. Zhao was so angry that she threw her clothes aside, turned her head and leaned back on the kang, giving the man a backbone.

Mr. Xue smacked his mouth several times, and the groove on his face became deeper: You old woman, too, don't you think about how we can still have face in the village if outsiders find out about this?

Then what do you think we should do? Just don't do it? Mrs. Zhao sat up again and stared at Mr. Xue.

Of course it has to be done, it depends on how to do it. Let's do this, you ask Cuiping to come back tomorrow, she has to do this.

Zhao'er was not angry, but just a little aggrieved and said: Then how can the eldest aunt stay? She is not a woman? Besides, dogs can't talk. I won't watch him because I'm afraid he will say something to anger me. Lord.

In fact, her subtext was just that she was afraid that someone would bully Xue Tingyan, and no one present could hear it.

Mr. Xue stared at her. Now he really suspected that this girl was responsible for all this. He knew that Gou'er was a dull child. Why didn't he go to the grave earlier and cry that he wouldn't go there until later? But he went at this time.

Thinking of all the disobedient things this girl had done in the past, Mr. Xue felt disgusted in his heart. But he also knew that now was not the time to vent his anger, but to resolve the matter.

Since you want to listen, then listen. His tone was the same as before, but everyone could hear the dissatisfaction in his voice.

Zhao'er couldn't hear it clearly and stood aside.

Seeing this, Mrs. Sun was also busy dragging Xue Qinghuai away.

Since Zhao'er has stayed, let's stay and listen too. She laughed along with him.

Mr. Xue was immediately furious: Since you want to listen, just stay and listen.

So everyone stayed, including the four-year-old Mao Dan, and even Mrs. Zhou who was busy in the kitchen, stayed behind under the guise of cleaning the table.

In the huge main room, there was only an oil lamp lit on the square table. The wick jumped and the shadows were blurry. Everyone's eyes were looking at Mr. Xue. But he suddenly didn't know where to start. He looked around at everyone's faces with a heavy gaze, and finally landed on Xue Tingyan's face.

Actually, there's nothing wrong. I just want to talk about what the boss said a while ago about sending his children to a school in the town.

Zhao'er was inexplicably nervous and couldn't help but glance at Xue Tingyan and then at Mr. Xue.

The couple in the first house were overjoyed. They knew it was going to happen, and it was not in vain for them to endure it for many days.

Xue Qingshan couldn't hide the joy on his face. He looked at Xue Tingyan with pitiful eyes, then looked at the others, and finally landed on Xue Tingyan.

Dog, don't be discouraged. You are still far behind your talented brother. You will study with your uncle for another two years, and then my family will send you to study in the town.

This tone was too harsh at this time. Zhao'er had a sneer on his lips and wanted to say something, but Xue Tingyan pulled him back.

Xue Qingshan took all this in his eyes and sarcastically thought, no matter how difficult this girl is, she can only embarrass people in these trivial matters, and it will have no effect on big things. He smiled but said to Zhao'er again: Zhao'er, don't be angry. My uncle knows that you are a high-spirited person, but even a high-spirited person cannot be used as food, don't you think?

No one said anything in the room.

At this moment, Mr. Xue suddenly said angrily: Boss, what did you say!

Xue Qingshan disagreed: Dad, I'm not trying to persuade the dog not to be discouraged...

Mr. Xue's beard was shaking with anger, and he pointed at him with a cigarette pot: You don't need to persuade me. Those who want to go to the town to study are not talented people, but dogs!

As soon as these words came out, it really stirred up a thousand waves.

The room was silent for a moment, and soon Zhao's slightly shrill voice broke the silence.

Old man, what are you talking about? What do you mean if you go to the town to study, you are not a talented person?

Xue Qingshan also said: Dad, are you confused and talking about the wrong person?

Your father is not stupid, and he didn't say anything wrong. Those who go to the town to study are dogs, not talented people!

After saying this, Mr. Xue seemed to have lost all his energy and stopped talking. The eyes of the people in the room kept looking back and forth on the faces of Xue Tingyan and Xue Juncai, with surprise on their faces.

Xue Qingshan's smile broke, and Yang looked surprised.

Xue Juncai's handsome face flushed, Grandpa...

Mr. Xue waved his hand tiredly: Okay, everyone goes back to the house.

With everything said, everyone had no choice but to leave, but Dafang and his family stayed behind.

As soon as everyone walked out of the main room, they heard a commotion inside.

Old man, please make it clear, why do you mean that the person who wants to go to town to study is a dog, not my talented person!

It was Zhao's voice.

There is also Xue Qingshan, which is mixed with Yang's aggrieved and sharp cry and Mr. Xue's tired explanation.

No secret can be hidden under one roof, so everyone knows what happened.

*

Early the next morning, everyone got up.

However, he was not in good spirits, and it was obvious that he didn't sleep much at night. Especially Yang's eyes were a little red and swollen, and she looked like she was crying.

Xue Qingshan's eyes were also full of red bloodshot eyes. From time to time he looked at Zhao'er and Xue Tingyan with sinister eyes, but for some reason he didn't say anything.

The atmosphere was very depressing. No one spoke. Even though everyone was there and doing what they were doing in an orderly manner, the yard was surprisingly quiet.

After breakfast, Mr. Xue took a hoe and planned to go to the fields. Xue Qingbai and Xue Qinghuai did not dare to delay. One went to lead the cow out, the other picked up the iron plow and followed him out the door.

Xue Qingshan didn't stay at home anymore, and then went out, but he didn't know where he went.

Unlike the rest of the Xue family, Zhao'er was very happy.

Ever since she learned the ins and outs of the matter from Xue Tingyan last night, she had fallen into uncontrollable excitement. Not to mention she was gloating about her misfortune. In her heart, she was supposed to be a little man. She was worried about having no money in her hand. This news was nothing short of a great joy for her.

Knowing that the students who go to school are very particular, she deliberately found a piece of blue cloth that had been pressed at the bottom of the box for a long time. This was Qiu's dowry back then. Qiu gave it to Zhao'er to make clothes for her, but unfortunately she was reluctant to part with it. Now it's just right to use it to make a book bag for Xue Tingyan.

She cut the cloth, threaded the needle and began to sew, talking to Xue Tingyan without saying a word. At this moment, the door curtain was suddenly opened.

It was Xue Youcai, the second son of Dafang.

Xue Youcai is only seven years old this year, but he was born chubby and it is obvious that he is spoiled. After he came in, he scolded Xue Tingyan: You are like this, you are robbing my eldest brother, and you have the same name as a dog. You are not any smarter than a dog.

This child has a really venomous tongue, and he was spoiled by the elder couple. He has always been a little bully in the family, making everyone angry. The signs had been seen a few years ago, but unfortunately Yang kept protecting him, saying that he was still young and naive. He has grown up in the past two years, but unfortunately he is still naive.

Zhao'er didn't fall for his tricks. If anyone in this family had ever beaten Xue Youcai, it was her. Xue Youcai was afraid of her, but he also hated her. She stood up suddenly, and before she could say anything, Xue Youcai suddenly smashed a bag of things in his hand. It hit people all over the head and face, causing pain, and it also exuded a strange stench.

Zhao'er was hit twice and subconsciously tried to hide. Thinking of Xue Tingyan on the kang, he turned his back to protect him. Xue Tingyan was unprepared and was hugged by her. It was obviously inappropriate, but he felt blushing and his heartbeat was beating again.

After finally waiting for this wave to pass, Zhao'er finally let go of his hand. Xue Youcai had already run away, and the thing he used to hit them turned out to be dried cow dung.

Zhao'er was so disgusted that he chased him out.

She stopped Xue Youcai at the entrance of the courtyard, grabbed him by the collar without saying a word, picked up a branch from the corner next to him and whipped him.

If I don't beat you for three days, you dare to go to the house and uncover the tiles...

Xue Youcai struggled to escape, but was sore from Zhao'er's whipping. As he cried, he sat down on the ground and lay down on the ground.

This looks like a trick used by young children to play tricks.

There was such a big movement outside that everyone in the room was startled.

When Mrs. Zhao saw Xue Youcai being beaten by Zhao'er, she exploded: Who told you to beat my grandson? Stop it!

Zhao'er ignored her and scolded: Do you dare to do it again in the future? Why don't you imitate others who throw cow shit! What you said is quite vicious. Who taught you to speak like this? If you don't speak clearly today, I will not only If I beat you, I will take you to the river to wash your mouth later...

Yang also came out, and she screamed: Wang Zhaoer, you are crazy, you dare to hit Juncai!

Auntie, why don't you look at what he did? He didn't learn well at a young age. He followed the example of some women who uttered obscene words and threw cow shit at people. I'm going to tell you right now, your second brother has a name. , called Xue Tingyan, if you dare to call me a dog or not, I will beat you every time I see you!

Xue Youcai cried so hard that tears and runny nose came out. Unfortunately, no one could come to save him. Mrs. Zhao was so angry that she jumped up and down. Ms. Yang wanted to come up and stop Zhao'er, but was stopped by Heizi.

You usually see this sunspot with a droopy head and a lack of energy at all. He blocks people in front of him and lets out a low growl of warning. His sharp teeth are also exposed. Yang does not doubt that if she dares to step forward, she will The dog would pounce on her and give her a bite.