252 Flood
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Ah Jian was stunned for a moment, did not answer Secretary Li, and continued to eat.
Li Zhishu poured another glass of wine and said slowly: "Your mother and I have decided that if you continue to be with Huo Jiao, we won't care, but we really don't have the shame to live with you, you can figure it out yourself.
Bar."
When he quarreled with his mother, Ah Jian didn't pay much attention. His mother just had a loud voice and what he said didn't mean much. But Li Zhishu was different, his voice was not loud and his words were impressive. Ah Jian always felt a little afraid when talking to Li Zhishu.
, he said: "Why do you always oppose me and Huo Jiao? I like her and she likes me. That's fine. Do you have to force me to be with someone I don't like?"
"We don't interfere with who you are with, but we are old and can't stand the blows from you brothers and sisters one after another. Our old faces have to face the villagers." Secretary Li picked up the wine glass and raised it in the air.
After going back and forth a few times, he still didn't bring it to his mouth. Finally, he put down the wine glass, rolled up a cigarette, and started smoking sadly.
Jian's mother, who had always wanted to remain silent, couldn't help but add: "What your father means is that if you want to be with that vixen, you shouldn't live in our house. Get out of this house. You two can fight wherever you like."
It has nothing to do with us." Ah Jian's mother spoke.
The sound got louder. A moment ago, Ah Jian and Secretary Li seemed to be talking, but now her words were really like a quarrel. In fact, she and Secretary Li didn't want their son to really get out of the house, they just wanted to intimidate their son and let him know the difficulty.
Retreat and leave that vixen quickly.
Ah Jian looked at his father's wrinkled face. This face did not add much smile because the brothers and sisters had grown up and their lives were getting better. Instead, it looked like they were worried about the two brothers and sisters. Ah Jian knew these words from his father.
If it comes out of your mouth, it must be carefully considered and the next step.
Determined. There are only two ways in front of him. One is to leave Haijiao, come back to this home, and then honestly find a sister to come back, get married and have a baby, and let his parents report a grandchild as soon as possible. The other way
It is to leave this home, take Hai Jiao far away, and live a loving life for the rest of her life.
Ah Jian's mind was confused. He shook his head vigorously to collect his thoughts. He loved Hai Jiao and would never be separated from her in this life. But he was also a filial son, and this kind of filial piety did not mean listening to his parents.
If so, how considerate of your parents. Instead, you can make your parents’ lives easier in the future. You can stay by their side. If you have a headache or fever, you can show up in time.
How can we find a balance between these two roads? Ah Jian suddenly thought of Uncle Jiu. There was still an empty house in Uncle Jiu's house. Since Jiazhen could live there, why couldn't he go there? So he said
: "Dad, Mom, you insist on me moving out. I have nothing to say, but I will always be your son. Your son has embarrassed you now, but he will definitely make you happy in the future." After saying that, he put down his hand and returned it.
He walked into the room without finishing his meal.
She originally thought she could bring her son back, but now she has forced him away. Ah Jian's mother couldn't help sobbing. Li Zhishu drank the wine in the glass irritably, put down the glass heavily, and said loudly:
"Why are you crying? It was you who made the suggestion. You drove your son away and you cried again. If you want to cry, go outside and cry. Don't cry in front of me."
Ah Jian's mother was sobbing just now, and now she is crying. The family of three is unhappy, just like the weather now, which is rainy and gloomy. No, it should be said that it is a family of four, because there is still one, Ah Xiang. At this moment, Ah Jian's mother was sobbing.
Xiang had just finished his meal and before he had time to rest for a while, he ran to the workshop again and worked overtime. In the six months since he came here, he has worked overtime day and night.
It rained all night. When people got up early the next morning, they saw that the clouds and fog were dispersing from the tops of the mountains. This was a sign of a sunny day, and it would be sunny after the heavy rain. People also saw that the wind flowing through the village
A clear river is now turbid, and the water has surged several times. The river is flooded. The river usually looks like a
A gentle and virtuous lady, today is like a roaring wild horse, arrogant and unruly. The river will flood several times every year in this season, big or small, but this time it seems to be particularly big. The flood also washed away the small wooden bridge connecting the east and west banks.
He ran away, and now Muwa Village has really been divided into east and west halves. Jiazhen and Youcai, and Ajian and Haijiao have been separated.
After Ah Jian got up, he wanted to go to Shaiguping and Hailun to install car tires. He couldn't cross the river so he watched the excitement on the bank. Not many major events happen in the mountains all year round, so the flood is not a big deal.
No big deal, both sides of the river
Many people had already gathered to watch. Some brave people took advantageous positions and waited for the wood cubes and firewood washed up by the flood. As long as they floated to their side, they used long bamboo poles in their hands.
An iron nail is installed on one end of the bamboo pole.
When you nail them, you drag the wood or firewood over. If you are lucky, you will get three to four thousand kilograms of firewood after a flood. It is normal to have ten or twenty sections of wood. Sometimes you will also nail some mushrooms and fungus wood, which is also
It can be regarded as a small fortune. Some women
The woman picked up her bag and a big dustpan and fished for fish in the shallow water. Not to mention, this stupid method is quite effective in this situation. Those fish are hiding in the shallow water at this time. Anyway,
No one could see anyone, and sometimes the fish bumped into people's feet.
Only a small number of people are hammering firewood and fishing for fish. Most people still stand on the shore and watch the fun. Whenever a big tree or a piece of wood is pushed upstream, people will scream and notify the boatmen.
The firewood man said that firewood has come down again, so pay attention. When there is no firewood, they are talking, talking about which year the flood was greater than this time, who was drowned in that year, etc.
Uncle Jiu was also in the crowd watching the excitement. He did not feel sorry for his fish beam being washed away by the flood. He even joked calmly: "This river is a bit like the Yellow River today."
Shaoqiang next to him asked with a half-silly smile: "The Yellow River is yellow, so is Heilongjiang black?" I don't know whether it's Shaoqiang who looks like a dog now and is well-dressed, and people are instinctively a little in awe, or it's these mountain people.
I don’t understand anything about the Yellow River and Heilongjiang, but no one laughed at Shaoqiang’s words.
Ah Jian wanted to laugh, but he was in such a bad mood that he couldn't. Normally, he would have laughed just by looking at Shaoqiang's look like a provincial and municipal leader came to inspect.
"The Yellow River is yellow, Heilongjiang is not black, and the Yalu River is not green." Uncle Jiu is the only one in the village who has traveled to more than half of China, and the only one who has ever gone abroad. Although it was to fight in the war (to resist U.S. aggression and aid Korea), he also went abroad. Nine
My uncle always likes to rely on his glorious deeds when talking about anything. It's no wonder that these deeds have long been burned into his heart during his half-life in the military.
Chapter completed!