Chapter 74 (Part 2)

As he saw him, Zhang Shaoyu didn't see a decent house. Among the more than 20 houses, none of them were red bricks and tile houses, all of which were built with earth as walls and thatched as roofs. If he hadn't seen a few intertwined wires in the village, Zhang Shaoyu would have doubted whether he had returned to the primitive society.

Along the way, he did not see a young and middle-aged man and woman, all of whom were old and children.

Following Tang Kui, two village roads paved with magnolia were turned around. What came into Zhang Shaoyu's eyes was a thatched earth-walled house built against the mountain and built on the slope.

The house is not small, covering an area of ​​more than 100 square meters, surrounded by lush forests on three sides, and only the south is an open land. The windows are covered with paper, and the vermilion door is also covered with stains.

Up the twisting small steps made of gravel and crossing the drying gravel floor where several old hens were pecking at the drying gravel floor, Zhang Shaoyu saw an old man wearing a torn cloth jacket sitting on the threshold of the main hall gate.

The old man leaned on the door frame, looking so lonely as if he was sleeping.

"Grandpa! Grandpa! My brother is back." Tang Fang shouted loudly from a distance: "Mom, mom, my brother is back."

The old man seemed to have a little ear and didn't hear Tang Fang's greeting. Until Tang Fang walked to the door and shouted loudly in his ear, he opened the old eyes with a little dizzy look.

Tang Kui walked up to the old man, knelt down on both knees, lowered his head and said, "Grandpa, Kuiva is back to see you."

Grandpa looked very calm, he squinted his eyes and looked up and down a few times. A kind smile appeared on his old face, which was full of deep wrinkles like a knife, and he touched Tang Kui's head and said, "It's good to come back, it's good to come back."

Tang Kui got up from the ground, helped his grandfather up from the threshold, walked into the house, and asked, "Grandpa, are you in good health recently?"

"Haha, the old bones in the coffin are almost there. What's the point? Quaiva, go into the inner room to see your mother. She is the only one who supports her at home. People who are beaten will be tired!" Grandpa sighed.

Tang Kui helped his grandfather sit down on a shabby bamboo chair, and turned around and looked at Zhang Shaoyu.

Zhang Shaoyu signaled with his eyes and asked Tang Kui to go into the house to see his mother first, and don’t just treat him.

Tang Kui nodded and walked quickly towards the inner room on the east side of the main hall.

At this time, Zhang Shaoyu took the bags that Tang Kuigang had thrown on the ground to the old Eight Immortals table in the main hall, and looked around at Tang Kui's home.

There is no trace of modern home appliances in this house, and the house is barely walled. These four words are not exaggerated to describe this home. In the main hall of more than 20 square meters, except for an old Eight Immortals table and chair, there are only a few small stools, two but only three legs.

On the western wall, there was a straw raincoat that Zhang Shaoyu had only seen in film and television programs, and there was a yellowed portrait on the north wall.

"Is this brother a colleague of Queva's or..."

Grandpa Tang's words made Zhang Shaoyu take his sight back. He looked at the thin-faced old man in his seventies and smiled politely: "Grandpa Tang, I am Kuizi's colleague and a good brother. My name is Zhang Shaoyu, just call me Shaoyu."

Grandpa Tang's right hand pointed his hand and signaled Zhang Shaoyu to sit down. The old man looked at the gift bags on the table and shook his head and said, "It depends on his parents at home and on his friends when he goes out. How many kilograms of Queva are? I am the grandpa who knows it very well. It seems that he has been away for you to take care of him a lot during these days."

"Grandpa Tang, Kuizi is very capable." Zhang Shaoyu said seriously: "He is now a contracted artist in a very large film company and can make a lot of money soon."

"Brother Zhang, are you saying true?" Tang Fang looked at Zhang Shaoyu in confusion and asked, "Can my brother join the film company?"

"Of course it's true, Xiaofang, don't you know how powerful your brother is? The kung fu he has practiced since childhood is not in vain!" Zhang Shaoyu replied.

Grandpa Tang's eyes narrowed, staring at Zhang Shaoyu with a bright look, and asked in a deep voice: "Are you saying that Queva is using his fist and foot skills to make a living?!"

Zhang Shaoyu was stunned by the old man's eyes, but he quickly concluded that Grandpa Tang must be worried that Tang Kui would take advantage of his kung fu to go on the wrong path, so he immediately replied solemnly: "Grandpa Tang, why can't fist and foot skills be regarded as a skill to make a living? Kuizi doesn't steal, rob, or fight with him. He relies on what he has learned and through film and television art processing to show the profoundness of our Chinese martial arts to the world. Do you think this is wrong?"

Grandpa Tang said stubbornly: "I have been warned of Queva since I was a child and must not easily show my skills. It seems that this little beast is just taking my words all over! Humph!"

"Grandpa Tang, it was because of your old man's instructions that Queva was beaten to death and still refused to fight back. If I hadn't happened to meet him at that time, you would probably not be able to see him now!" Zhang Shaoyu remembered the bullying and situation of Tang Kui in an Internet cafe. He couldn't help but feel a little unfair about the old man's stubborn thoughts and said righteously: "Kuizi suffered so much since childhood to practice this hard skill. Why did you teach him kung fu at the beginning? Is it just to not fight back, scold him, and pretend to be a grandson in a thorough manner?"

Grandpa Tang didn't expect Zhang Shaoyu to have such a big reaction and said in a daze: "I have never asked him not to fight back if he beat him or scold him! I just taught him to endure it. When it's time to be unable to bear it, of course he has to take action."

"Grandpa Tang, you're right to think so." Zhang Shaoyu smiled and said, "In this world, people are bullied by others and horses are ridden by others. Therefore, when you should be cruel, you have to be cruel. Of course, we must not do evil. We can only rely on the various skills we have learned to survive without violating personal dignity."

"Yeah! I heard what you said, it really makes sense. Shaoyu, it seems that you are a knowledgeable and knowledgeable person. I feel relieved that Queva can have a friend like you." Grandpa Tang nodded and said, "I just worry that he is young and frivolous. If he is not careful and takes a detour, I understand his fist and foot skills. If he takes action, he will hurt people! Now it is a legal society, and I am afraid that he will break the law!"

"Grandpa Tang, don't worry, Kuizi is an honest person. He will not take the initiative to confuse things and cause trouble." Zhang Shaoyu said seriously.

Grandpa Tang sighed and said, "I hope my old man taught their brothers and sisters to practice boxing and feet since he was a child."

Tang Fang suddenly interrupted and asked, "Brother Zhang, is my brother specializing in making kung fu films in the film company?"

Zhang Shaoyu smiled and said, "Well, but he will learn how to be an actor for the time being, but there will definitely be the day when he makes a kung fu movie."

At this time, as soon as the door of the inner room opened, Tang Kuiang walked out with a sick-looking middle-aged woman.

"Mom, this is Brother Zhang I just mentioned to you." Tang Kui brought his mother to Zhang Shaoyu and introduced it to Zhang Shaoyu.

"Thanks to you to take care of our Queva." The middle-aged woman said as she wanted to bend down to salute Zhang Shaoyu.

Zhang Shaoyu was so scared that he quickly supported the virtuous rural woman and said repeatedly: "Auntie, look at what you said, you are not feeling well, so you should rest in bed more."

As he said that, Zhang Shaoyu glared at Tang Kui and said, "Kuizi, what the hell are you doing? You are so ignorant that you don't help your mother into the house to rest. Are you so ignorant? If you want to see me, I will go to pay my respects to my aunt! I think you are trying to save my life!"

After helping Tang Mama back to the inner room with Tang Kui, Zhang Shaoyu almost felt a sore nose and tears came out of tears when he saw the bed.

Although this bed has the appearance of a bed, it is covered with thatch and covered with thin, blackened quilts without sheets!

At this time, Tang Fang also came obediently to help help Tang's mother to the bed and lay down. She covered the broken quilt that felt cold when she looked at it. The whole room was filled with a strong smell of Chinese herbal medicine.

Tang Fang used the teacup with teeth missing from the edge of the bed to serve her mother and drank a few sips of cold water. Then she sat on the edge of the bed and gently beat her mother's legs until she fell asleep quietly.

The three of them tiptoed out of the inner room, and Zhang Shaoyu asked Tang Kui solemnly: "What disease does your mother have?"

"It's either a serious illness, it's overwork, and the body is a little weak." Tang Kui replied with his head down.

Zhang Shaoyu turned his gaze to Tang Fang's face and asked, "Is that true?"

Tang Fang nodded and said, "That's what the doctor in the village health center said. He said that he just rested more and had some nourishing things and he would get better."

Zhang Shaoyu walked to the Eight Immortals table, turned out three more boxes of red peach K blood replenishment oral liquid he bought for Tang Kui from a bunch of bags, handed it to Tang Fang, and said, "Your mother wakes up later, let her eat this first."

Tang Fang didn't answer, but looked at Tang Kui.

Tang Kui nodded and said, "Girl, listen to Brother Zhang."

Tang Fang then reached out to take the three boxes of supplements, walked to the inner room to put them in, and soon walked out again, saying to Tang Kui, "Brother, you and Brother Zhang probably haven't had lunch yet, I'll cook it for you."

"Kuizi, don't let your girl do it alone. Let's do it together." After Zhang Shaoyu said that, he followed Tang Fang and walked towards the stove.

It’s better to prepare dinner than to cook lunch. Because it was already three o’clock in the afternoon.

Tang Kui went to the butcher Zhang who sold meat at the entrance of the village to weigh two pounds of meat. After returning, he slaughtered an old hen by himself. He picked a few vegetables from the vegetable fields he planted and fried a few eggs.

Because she didn't feel hungry, Zhang Shaoyu suggested that it would be better for everyone to have a reunion dinner after Tang Kui's youngest brother came back from school. Tang Kui asked his sister to put all the prepared dishes by the stove and heat them up before they started the meal after they got home.

It was dark early in the mountainous area. When the food was ready, it was already night falling from the sky.

Zhang Shaoyu sat next to the firewood stove, staring at the firewood that was slowly extinguished in the stove.

Tang Kui thought it was cold and Brother Zhang was keeping warm by the stove, so he didn't call him. Instead, he took Tang Fang to see the new clothes and new stationery he bought for her.

Although Zhang Shaoyu had known that Tang Kui's family was poor for a long time, he never thought that he would be so miserable.

"Do I do something?" Zhang Shaoyu thought in his mind.

At this time—

"Sister, I'm back." A child voice came from outside: "One, two, three, four...Sister, why is there one missing chicken in our house? Have you walked into someone else's chicken pen? I'll look for it..."

"Little brother." This is Tang Kui's voice.

"Brother! When did you come back? Have you brought me new clothes from the city?" Tang Kui's younger brother Tang Jin shouted excitedly.

"Of course, I have bought me a lot of things."

"Let me see! Hey! I seem to smell the smell of meat... Brother, I finally have meat to eat! Ah! Why are there chicken feathers here? Who killed my chicken! Woooo... Our mother is so sick that she can't bear to eat it. She said she wanted to keep the eggs and she could take them to the market to sell them for money... Woooooo... Who killed my chicken..."

Through the broken window paper in the stove, Zhang Shaoyu saw a thin boy of seven or eight years old standing in front of Tang Kui. The little boy was wearing a blue cloth cotton jacket that was very big. This may be the only piece of unpatched clothes that Zhang Shaoyu saw at Tang Kui's house, but the cotton pants that the little boy wore were patched on both knees.

The little boy carried a canvas schoolbag that was almost washed white and wore a pair of liberation shoes that were number one than his little feet. The little face, which was not much bigger than his palm, was full of tears and even his nose was flowing out.

"My brother, it was my brother who killed me. Our family has come to our house, so we have to cook a few more dishes. I will definitely pay you ten of them tomorrow..." Tang Kui's voice was a little choked.

"Then you have to keep your word." Tang Jin said angrily.

"Brother, stop making trouble. You don't think it's embarrassing. I'm still embarrassing. Come into the house and wash your face and eat!" Tang Fang walked over and pulled Tang Jin and walked into the house.

Zhang Shaoyu knew who else could be there besides him in this guest of the Tang family?

"Kuizi, Kuizi, you are so fucking ignorant. We have nothing to eat in Chengdu. Why are you killing chickens if you have nothing to do! We eat less fucking meals and kill people!" Zhang Shaoyu sighed in his heart.

In ordinary families, eating chicken is not taken seriously at all, but in such a remote and impoverished mountainous area where an annual personal income is less than 300 yuan, it takes time to eat chicken during festivals and also to save money on daily basis.

Tang's mother was so weak that she couldn't bear to slaughter a chicken to replenish her. Therefore, Zhang Shaoyu understood how much the chicken had in this poor family.

Looking at the stewed chicken in the big iron pot that was hot in the gap, Zhang Shaoyu never felt that such an ordinary poultry could make him feel heavy in his heart.

After all, the child is a child. Tang Jin was pulled into the house by Tang Fang. After seeing the table full of gifts, he immediately threw away the sadness he had just now, and ran to the inner room with new clothes and shoes to show his good deeds to his mother.

"Brother Zhang, let's sit in the main hall, and the meal will start soon." Tang Fang went into the stove and brought the prepared food out. "As soon as the hot rice is eaten, it won't feel cold."

Zhang Shaoyu said "yes" and got up and helped him get the dishes and chopsticks out.

Sitting around the Eight Immortals Table with the Tang family, Zhang Shaoyu felt uncomfortable for the first time. The reason for this was that in the rice bowl in front of him, Tang's mother handed over two chicken legs.

Mother Tang may be in a good mood, or maybe because she drank two red peach K before the meal, her face looked as pale as before. She had a kind smile on her face, looked at Zhang Shaoyu, and said, "The family is poor and there is nothing to be treated to. Shaoyu and Queva are all taking care of you in the city. I will represent our whole family, thank you."

Xiao Tang Jin sat next to his mother. Even though it was time to eat, he still hugged the gift bag full of clothes Tang Kui bought for him tightly in his arms, as if he was afraid that he would fly away from the bag if he was not careful.

The little guy's eyes stared at the two chicken legs in Zhang Shaoyu's bowl, and swallowed his saliva from time to time.

"Auntie, Kuizi and I met at the sight. Although they were not biological brothers, their relationship was even more close than their brothers. Don't treat me as an outsider." Zhang Shaoyu stood up and gave the two chicken legs to Mother Tang and Grandpa Tang, saying: "As the saying goes, it's good, it's not a family, if you don't enter a door, if you enter a door, you'll be a family. Aunt Tang, you are elders, so you should be honored for you to enjoy."

After saying that, Zhang Shaoyu winked at Tang Kui.

Tang Kui nodded ashamed and said to his mother: "Mom, grandpa, don't be polite to Brother Zhang. Brother Zhang will not be out of our house, otherwise he will not have walked such a long mountain road and come to our house."
To be continued...