Twelve, people’s resentment

The matter of borrowing wheat from the villagers alarmed the whole village, because it involved the vital interests of every household and everyone. They gathered together in pairs, with different moods, and poured out their opinions freely:

"The superiors are responsible for building the reservoir, so why are they still asking for food from the village?"

"Who knows what's going on?"

"It's nice to say it's a loan, but who knows, I won't return it yet!"

"What can I give in return? Now that the land has been contracted, the village committee does not produce wheat."

"A few years ago, Wang Wensi led a team to dig rivers in other places and asked everyone to pool money to buy a small cart. At that time, they said it was a temporary loan, but now after so many years, there is no explanation, let alone repayment."

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Aunt Wang is very anxious about borrowing wheat. There are two main reasons why Aunt Wang is anxious: First, the few acres of land she contracted are planted with cotton this year. Although she planted some wheat last year, there was a drought.

The harvest was not good. Her two daughters, the eldest daughter was married and the younger daughter was working in the provincial capital. She was alone at home. The eldest daughter’s two children often came to her to ask for delicious food. They used some of this and some of that.

Son, where is the wheat harvested last year? Secondly, I heard that wheat must be collected to deliver to the reservoir construction site. I also heard that this is an order from the village committee, and no one can take it. This is a violation of water conservancy construction.

How could she not be worried about her attitude problem? She is a face-loving person and always responds positively to the calls from above. If someone says that she is backward in thinking, it will be more uncomfortable than slapping her twice. When something like this happens

How could he not be in trouble? At this moment, she was walking to Xiao Laowen's house. In her eyes, Xiao Laowen's family in Shagang Village was the richest. Not only did he farm well, but he could also calculate and live a precise life.

Can there be no wheat?

Xiao Laowei, whose real name is Xiao Shunde, he usually doesn't talk much and is an honest farmer. Everyone calls him Laowei. At this moment, Xiao Laowei is squatting in the yard polishing a hoe. When the door rings, Aunt Wang comes in.

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"Brother, what are you busy with?"

"Ah, why do you come to visit me when you have time?" Xiao Laowen said with a smile.

"Ahem, I don't have anything to do without going to the Three Treasures Hall. Please help me."

Xiao Laowen put down the hoe in his hand, patted the dust on his hand and stood up and said: "You are really joking, how can I, a country bumpkin who farms the land, help you?"

"Stop talking around, lend me a few kilograms of your wheat, and I'll return it to you right away."

When Xiao Laowen heard about borrowing wheat, his smile immediately showed a look of embarrassment, and he said: "It's a coincidence. I'm so sorry. I went to my parents' house and didn't say when I would be back."

Second Aunt Wang glanced at him dissatisfied and said, "You can't make the decision on such a small matter as your wife is not at home?"

Xiao Laowen said with a smile: "Come and sit in the room. It's very cold outside."

Second Aunt Wang was anxious: "You don't want to go around in circles. Are you the boss or not? If you don't lend it to me, you can borrow it from another house."

As soon as Xiao Laowen heard this, he got off the road and said with a smile: "I'm not afraid of your jokes. I'm just like a servant with a key. I can't be the master of the house."

Aunt Wang's heart felt cold. Where else could she borrow something if it didn't work here? He said dissatisfiedly: "I'm telling you, Lao Wei, your child is so old and you are still afraid of your wife. Look at your potential." After saying that, he turned around and turned around.

Walking, he said as he walked, "The people who built the reservoir are so beautiful. It makes me so sad to eat white noodles outside and make things difficult for others at home."

Xiao Laowei took up the challenge and said: "You can't say that. Do you think the bowl of rice for building the reservoir is delicious? It's not an easy thing. Can you withstand it if you don't eat better after working hard all day?"

Besides, this is for everyone."

Second Aunt Wang stopped, turned her face and said unconvinced: "Don't look at them, I think they have gone out to gain weight. Look at your precious son, he is not as fat as he came back from the reservoir construction site."

Like a fat pig!"

Xiao Laowen looked at Aunt Wang's leaving back and said to himself: "It's the leader's business to get wheat, why are you so anxious? Isn't this just eating carrots and not worrying about it!" After that, he squatted down and polished the hoe.

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Aunt Wang came out of Xiao Laowen's house disappointedly. As soon as she came out of the alley, she met Mu Cunli, who was walking with a dung basket on his back.

Mu Cunli is a man with a strong personality. Although he is fifty years old, he is still very strong and has a loud voice. He likes to be honest when things happen and he will not give up until he is in a fight. People in the village are a little afraid of him because

He has a bad temper and doesn't care about his family or the situation. He keeps a straight face and makes you unable to get off the stage, so many people call him "Gunpowder Gun". I don't know who hit his pig the year before last.

He stood on the roof of the north building and cursed for three days, until Secretary Mu Qinglin came forward and persuaded him again and again. His real name was Mu Cunli, but few people called him, some called him "Gunpowder Gun", and some called him "Gunpowder Gun".

He was "silly-headed", but the one he was called the most was "Gunpowder Gun". The nickname "Gunpowder Gun" was often louder than his nickname. Once, a distant relative came from out of town whom he had not seen for many years.

, asked some little boys who were playing where Mu Cunli lived. The children were stunned and shook their heads and said they didn’t know them. At this time, Li Yongqing’s mother came out of the house and said that Mu Cunli was Mu Cunwang’s.

Brother, the child quickly said: "I got it, I'll take you there." This relative was confused. Mu Cunli and Aunt Wang's man were of the same generation, and based on their age, he had to be called Aunt Wang and Sister-in-law. Originally, they were both here.

A production team. Mu Cunli is the "gunpowder gun" and Aunt Wang is the "machine gun." Working in the team, they often get into trouble. But their personalities also have something in common. They are both sharp-tongued and heart-broken.

They are straight people who don't pretend to be serious and just let everything go. Even if they quarreled so much that they scolded their mother, they would be back to joking like before after two meals. Some people say that they are like mice who put down their claws.

Just forget it. So although the two of them were noisy, there was no prejudice between them. Today they got angry as soon as they met.

"Second sister-in-law left in such a hurry, did you tell your eldest brother that my wife should go?"

Aunt Wang was so amused by Mu Cunli that half of the sadness on her face flew away, and she said with a smile: "Fifty is not forty, Qingming is not the awakening of insects, you don't even look in the mirror, you have a big beard and you will see the earth soon."

I’m still looking for a bride!”

"Have you forgotten what they said? A tiger descending from the mountain at fifty-five will always be stronger."

"Come on, I introduced you to a widow a few years ago, and you thought she was unwilling to bring a child with her. Now, huh, the water carrier has turned back to pass the well! You will be a bachelor and sleep alone for the rest of your life.

Get in bed!"

Mu Cunli chuckled and said: "But being a bachelor also has the advantages of being a bachelor. If one person eats, the whole family will not be hungry. It's not like you have grandchildren, and you save good things for them. When the time comes, you will be buried without any oil or water in your stomach."

No."

Second Aunt Wang pursed her lips and said, "Don't interrupt. You have some wheat but you haven't lent it to me. I'll return it to you right away."

Mu Cunli had just come back from the fields and was still unclear about the matter of borrowing wheat from the village, so he laughed and said, "Is it because your grandson is out of pancakes? I won't borrow it from outside, and I still have a wife."

Aunt Wang said anxiously: "Don't make fun of me. Seriously, do you have any at home?"

When Mu Cunli saw that Aunt Wang was speaking seriously, he patted his belly and said, "Look at my belly, it looks like Zhu Bajie and I still have some money left?"

When Aunt Wang heard this, she felt cold again. Then she realized that she didn't even look at the person to whom she was borrowing things. How could this "gunpowder gun" live alone and still have wheat? She was so anxious and confused.

Mu Cunli knew that Aunt Wang would not be in a hurry to borrow wheat for her grandson, so he asked, "Why are you borrowing wheat?"

Second Aunt Wang said unhappily: "Ahem, isn't it wanted by the village?"

"Does the village need wheat?"

"ah."

"What do you need wheat for?"

Seeing that the other party was still in the dark, Second Aunt Wang said, "Oh, I've been crying for a long time and you still don't know who died. The village committee wants it, and every household has to hand over wheat to deliver to the reservoir construction site."

Mu Cunli was stunned: "Why should I pay if I don't have one?"

Aunt Wang said impatiently: "I am running around begging grandpa and grandma to borrow land! It doesn't matter if no one refuses to pay. People say this is a matter of attitude towards water conservancy construction. I am really worried."

There were veins on Mu Cunli's forehead. It was only because of the disaster during the wheat season that they harvested a little wheat, and there was no whole grain to mix with it. There was no wheat at this time. He blinked his eyes and said dissatisfied: "Who has it?"

Hand it over! I don’t have it, they can do whatever they want. If there are no common people in the village, they have it at home!”

Second Aunt Wang picked up the fight and said, "That's right, I'm really worried to death."

Coincidentally, the two old men were discussing, and Mu Yongchang came out of the house while weighing the scales. Mu Yongchang, who was straightforward, did not even look at their faces and said: "Uncle Cunli, Auntie Wang, hurry up and hand it over."

Wheat, we are in a hurry to deliver it to the construction site."

Mu Cunli glared and said with a straight face: "Don't give your mother's stinky fart!"

Mu Yongchang was anxious: "Why are you swearing?"

"Why are you scolding you? I didn't even call the police!"

Mu Yongchang was a little confused when he heard this fumbling for cucumbers in the dark. He said, "What do you mean by this? It seems that I am here to press for debt."

"Stop talking nonsense here, let me tell you, even if I feed wheat to pigs, I won't give in!"

"Why don't you pay?"

"You have nothing to do with this, I just won't do it!"

"It won't work if you don't pay!"

"Why not? If you have the guts, go ahead and sue me. I'll be waiting at home! Who do you think you are? You treat yourself like a green onion. I really don't have time to dip you in the sauce!"

"You, the 'gunpowder gun', have the ability to release it on the reservoir construction site, why are you showing off to me?"

"Everyone behaves like this, I'm not afraid!"

The two of them were quarreling more and more loudly with each other.

Mu Yongchang was so aggrieved that he was about to cry, Mu Cunli was so angry that he was breathing heavily, and Aunt Wang was so frightened that her face changed color and her voice changed tone. Talking about this and persuading that, I'm afraid the two of them would start fighting, and they were so anxious.

The ants in the hot pot are at a loss.

The noise alarmed Wang Wensi, who was drinking tea and smoking on the hot bed. He walked to the yard, climbed up the ladder on the wall, opened his eyes wide, and saw many people surrounding him. He listened carefully and understood the quarrel outside.

content, with a smile on his face. He came down from the wall and hummed in a Peking Opera accent: "I lay on the wall and watched the scenery, and heard the chaos on the street..."

"You sung it wrong. It was sung by Zhuge Liang. He was standing on the tower watching the scenery..." His wife Zhang Guilan waved her hands and shook her head and corrected it with a smile.

"I'm just saying this out of emotion, haha."
To be continued...