Wake up suddenly, back to the time when my wife and daughter had an accident

After breakfast, Meng Haisheng changed his clothes and went out again.

Looking at the cucumbers at home, Lin Mucheng felt bitter. She thought Meng Haisheng had become better.

It seemed that it was just her illusion.

He was probably going to play cards with his group of friends again.

"Mom, why are you crying? Momo is very good. Don't cry, mom."

Momo saw Lin Mucheng sitting on a small stool in the main hall, crying silently, and stretched out her little hand to help Lin Mucheng wipe his tears.

"Mom didn't cry, but was blinded by the sand."

"Mom will pickle cucumbers later. Momo, can you help mom wash the cucumbers?"

"Okay."

Momo responded in a baby voice. She liked to help her mother do things the most.

Originally, Lin Mucheng wanted to pickle cucumbers to the market by herself.

At this moment, she felt very uncomfortable. She felt that she had no strength at all. She could only calm down and go again later.

Meng Haisheng went out of his house and took a look at the alley where his home was.

His family didn't have a cart. Only the great grandfather who lived in front of him had one in the alley.

Thinking of the bad things he had done in the past, Meng Haisheng had to bite the bullet and borrow it with a bitter smile.

"Grandpa, are you home?"

Meng Haisheng knocked on the door and went straight into the yard.

As soon as he entered the yard, he saw two large baskets tied to the cart and placed under the old pear tree.

"Haishen is here?"

Uncle Meng heard Meng Haisheng's voice and went out of the house very vigilantly.

"Grandpa, I'm going to the market to sell cucumbers today. I picked a lot. Can I borrow your cart?"

Uncle Meng obviously didn't believe what Meng Haisheng said.

If Meng Haisheng could take the initiative to sell cucumbers, it would be impossible unless the sun came out from the west.

"Haisheng, my cart is worthless. You won't get much money even if you sell it at the market."

"We are from the same family. Grandpa doesn't want to bring the matter to your father. You should leave now."

Sure enough, Grandpa still remembered that he stole pears from his house and sold them at the market.

"Grandpa, I really don't want to sell your cart. If you don't believe me, come with me to the field and see if I pick cucumbers to sell at the market."

Meng Haisheng tried to persuade him, but Grandpa Meng didn't believe him at all.

"Grandpa, if you don't believe me, you can also not believe my wife. Why don't you go ask her?"

Speaking of Lin Muching, Grandpa Meng was indeed a little loose.

Meng Haisheng was a jerk, but he was lucky to marry Lin Muching, a beautiful educated youth from the city who went to the countryside.

While Grandpa Meng was hesitating, Meng Haisheng pushed the cart and ran out.

"Meng Haisheng, you little bastard, if you dare to sell my cart, I will fight you to death."

The wooden cart is not worth much, but it is also a good helper for farm work. Uncle Meng was reluctant to let Meng Haisheng do it for him.

When Uncle Meng chased out of the yard, Meng Haisheng had already rushed out of the alley with the cart.

"Grandpa, I really went to pick cucumbers."

Lin Mucheng, who was preparing to pickle cucumbers in the yard, heard the noise and brought Momo out, just in time to see Uncle Meng's angry look.

"Haisheng's wife, Haisheng pushed my cart away, did he really go to pick cucumbers?"

Lin Mucheng was shocked.

"Grandpa, Haisheng was really going to pick cucumbers just now."

After Lin Mucheng finished speaking, she herself did not expect that she would actually excuse Meng Haisheng.

Perhaps she also hoped that Meng Haisheng could help her in her heart.

She was really on the verge of collapse.

On the other side, Meng Haisheng strode on the country road.

Only at this moment did he feel that he was really working hard.

He stepped on the mud, but his face was filled with a happy smile.

His home was still there, and his relatives were still there.

It was great.

As an adult man, even if Meng Haisheng was a little thin, he worked faster than Lin Muching.

In a short while, he picked two baskets of cucumbers. Some of them could not be put in, so he put in fertilizer bags.

This cart of cucumbers weighed more than 200 kilograms, a heavy cart.

It was not yet 7 o'clock in the morning when he pushed the cucumbers home.

Lin Muching had just washed a large basin of cucumbers and was drying them in a bamboo basket.

Seeing that Meng Haisheng really picked two baskets of cucumbers, she felt mixed emotions and couldn't tell what it felt like.

There was joy, fear, and hope.

"Mucheng, what are you doing?"

Meng Haisheng washed the mud off his body with water while watching Lin Mucheng drying the washed cucumbers.

"We didn't have time to pick cucumbers, so I want to pickle some and dry some for storage."

Last winter, Lin Mucheng didn't prepare winter vegetables in advance. Seeing that her family was about to starve to death, she had no choice but to write to her parents and borrow ten yuan to barely get by.

This year she was working hard, for fear of starving in winter, but unfortunately she used up all her savings to buy a house.The little money he put down was all spent on playing cards by Meng Haisheng.

"Okay, I'm going to the market. Do you want to buy any?"

Lin Mucheng looked at Meng Haisheng's cart of cucumbers and hesitated.

"You can't sell so many cucumbers. Put some down."

She often goes to the market to sell cucumbers, so she has a good understanding of sales.

"It's okay. I'll try. There's always a way to sell them."

Seeing that Lin Mucheng cares about him, Meng Haisheng's heart is as sweet as honey.

See, his wife is so good, kind and soft-hearted.

"Well, buy me some soy sauce. It's cheap at the market."

Seeing that Meng Haisheng insisted on taking so many cucumbers, Lin Mucheng didn't say anything more and continued to do her own thing.

"Okay, then I'll go first."

Although Lin Mucheng was still cold to Meng Haisheng, he didn't mind at all. People are all made of flesh and blood. Sooner or later, he will be able to warm Lin Mucheng's heart.

Meng Haisheng packed all the cucumbers and changed into clean clothes before going to the market.

No matter what you sell at the market, if you wear it cleanly, people will be willing to ask the price.

This is the experience Meng Haisheng accumulated in his previous life.

Before leaving, Meng Haisheng hugged Momo and kissed her hard.

"Momo, wait for daddy at home. Daddy will buy you beautiful sandals and delicious food."

"Dad, delicious food."

Momo's eyes lit up a little when she heard that there was delicious food.

Meng Haisheng rubbed the top of Momo's head. She had never worn a good piece of clothing since she was born, had eaten a little delicious food, and couldn't even eat stewed eggs every day.

That's why Momo is thin and small, and looks smaller than children of the same age.

Meng Haisheng, squatting on the ground, couldn't help but take a look at the chicken coop in the corner of the yard.

There are only two hens at home. Lin Mucheng will take ten eggs to the market to sell.

From now on, all the eggs in the family will not be sold. He will leave them all for his wife and daughter.

Meng Haisheng set off with a heavy cart.

It takes no more than an hour to walk from the village to the market in the town, but most families in their town grow vegetables, and cucumbers are not easy to sell.

Haiqing Town is about 30 miles away from Xiashan Village.

There are many factories there, but few families grow vegetables. If they sell them there, not only will they be easier to sell, but the price will also be slightly higher.

Having made up his mind, Meng Haisheng pushed the cart and walked along the national highway to Haiqing Town.

He came out late, so he couldn't help but speed up his pace on the road.

But no matter how fast he walked, he was still a mortal. In just an hour, his legs would no longer belong to him.

Meng Haisheng gritted his teeth and continued to push more than 200 kilograms of cucumbers forward. He had only one belief in his heart.

Selling cucumbers to improve the current living conditions of his wife and daughter.

"Brother, do you know how to get to Shilihe Village?"

Suddenly, a large tractor stopped not far from Meng Haisheng.

The young man driving the tractor had dark skin. He smiled at Meng Haisheng a little embarrassedly, showing his eight white teeth.

"Shilihe? It's a bit difficult to get to."

There were no road signs on the road at this time. If you want to go to an unfamiliar village, you can only ask along the way.

The young man driving the tractor stopped the tractor on the side of the road.

Come over and talk to Meng Haisheng.

"Brother, where are you going?"

The young man took the initiative to hand Meng Haisheng a cigarette and introduced himself as Luo Xiao.

When Meng Haisheng saw Luo Xiao's posture, he knew that he probably wanted him to help him lead the way.

He took the cigarette and put it on his ear, without any intention of smoking. He had quit smoking for many years.

"I'm going to Haiqing Town."

"Brother, I see you have a lot of things with you. How about I take you to Haiqing Town and you take me to Shilihe Village."

"To be honest, I came from the city to repair the tractor in Shilihe Village. I've been walking for half a morning. I asked around but no one can tell me the way."

Meng Haisheng suddenly realized what Luo Xiao said.

In the current information blockage, even in a town, sometimes people may not know the location of each village, let alone those from the city.

"Okay, I'll take you there."

"Okay, thank you, brother."