Chapter 293 Poor is not a reason for granted
Wu Yuan returned home, but Liu Hui hadn't left yet, and she didn't seem to plan to leave.
Ma Mingqi was called by Ma Mingchao, and went home obediently.
As for Fan Bingbing, he went back before dinner.
I made up for it a little bit in the factory. When I got home, Wu Yuan only drank a bowl of gruel. Without Liu Hui’s face, he secretly asked his daughter-in-law: "It’s the first month of the lunar year, and there is no one around to cook, how can I do it?" ?”
Yang Luoyan said with a relaxed face: "I'm not worried about my father. He is invited by the host and entertained by the west all day long. He has too many clues to eat. I'm worried about Dahei. Once Dad comes back after drinking, It may not be able to remember to feed Dahei."
Since the daughter-in-law has said so, Wu Yuan said directly: "Otherwise, I'll go over and feed."
Anyway, it’s a matter of carrying hands.
But for this matter, the daughter-in-law has to take the key from Liu Hui.
Yang Luoyan really went to ask for it, but Liu Hui took out the key and said, "Wait a minute, I'll call and ask."
As a result, the call was made, but no one answered, as expected.
Typed twice, same result.
Wu Yuan fed the family's three dogs, and then took the key of the old man's house, put the dog rice bowl in a nylon bag, hung it on the handlebar of the 28-bar handlebar, and wobbled to the old branch secretary's house for a ride.
Riding to the door of the old branch secretary’s house, Dahei inside didn’t make a sound, only heard his tail wagging and the dog chain around his neck dragging the floor, making a rattling sound.
This is the smell of Wu Yuan.
Opened the gate, pushed the two-eight bars into the yard, then took the dog rice bowl out of the nylon bag and placed it in front of Dahei.
The dog meal spilled some, but it doesn't matter.
Da Hei sat in a well-behaved manner, even though the dog food in front of him was very tempting, he sat obediently.
This is much better than my own three dogs.
"Eat."
Wu Yuan gave an order, and Dahei immediately stood up and entered the storm inhalation mode.
At this time, there was a stern shout from behind, but it was Zhishu Yang, who was slightly drunk, who came back.
Seeing the door of his house open, he first thought that his daughter-in-law Liu Hui had returned. But after thinking about it, Liu Hui didn't have the patience to feed the dog, and just poured it into the dog bowl, not caring whether Dahei would eat it or not.
"Father, it's me."
The old branch secretary slapped his head, "If you don't come to deliver meals to Dahei, I really forgot about it."
Wu Yuan threw down the nylon bag, went into the house to make a cup of tea for the old man, and sprinkled some jasmine flowers on it.
The two of them were sitting under the eaves of the corridor.
Wu Yuan said: "Father, in the future, you should drink less alcohol. After all, your blood pressure and blood lipids are also high, so you should pay more attention."
Yang Zhishu waved his hand and said: "You don't understand, wine is food essence..."
Wu Yuan interrupted directly: "Father, even if I don't understand, it's impossible for my aunt to understand? What did she say?"
As a result, Old Yang stared at him: "Do you think I want to drink? They invited me to drink, and it's not that I can drink Moutai Wuliangye. But as a dignified book, I don't drink if I think other people's wine is bad. Do you not smoke if you think other people's cigarettes are bad?"
Yo, this is a grievance.
It seems that the drink is really in place.
Wu Yuan had no choice but to listen to him patiently, but he couldn't leave for a while.
Because I am worried.
I sat there until after ten o'clock, seeing the old man's face gradually returning to normal, watching him climb into bed, snoring like thunder, left a glass of water by the bed, closed the door and left.
The door of the main room can not be inserted, because there is a **** guarding it.
But the yard gate had to be inserted, after all, Dahei was just a dog.
When he was in a dilemma at the gate, a delicate figure popped up beside him, who seemed to have just come out of the dry toilet in a black light.
"Oh my God, who is it?"
Yang Ruolin also recognized it, "Brother-in-law? What are you doing standing here?"
Wu Yuannu said: "It's not that your uncle drank a little too much at night. I think he just fell asleep. This door can't be plugged in. I'm worried."
Yang Ruolin said directly: "My father just came back from drinking too, but he's fine. I'll call him."
Not long after, the second uncle Yang Guozhu came over wearing a military overcoat, and Yang Ruolin behind him was also wrapped in a big padded jacket.
"You don't need to worry about it, come back quickly."
"That's fine, Second Uncle. Dad drank a little too much, probably at night..."
"I'll just sleep here tonight." Yang Guozhu immediately said, then drove Yang Ruolin home and said, "Go back and lock the door, I'll sleep here."
Wu Yuan left with peace of mind.
Back home, Yang Luoyan was still wondering: "Why is it so late?"
So Wu Yuan explained the situation, and Yang Luoyan agreed: "Father is getting old, so it's okay if he doesn't have anyone around him."
At home, Liu Hui took Xiaojiang and Yueyue to sleep.
Lin Miaomiao also put Zhong Wenya, Zhong Wenqiang and Xiong Wenxiong Wu to sleep.
There are obviously two beds upstairs, and it is more than enough for the three boys to sleep in two places.
As a result, the three children had to squeeze together, all on the sofa bed in the living room, playing hard at grabbing quilts.
Then, without accident, Lin Miaomiao pulled the ears one by one, and then fell asleep honestly.
The couple locked the door.
Yang Luoyan had already washed up and went straight into the house.
Wu Yuan first went to the kitchen to add briquettes to the local heater, and then went to the bathroom to wash up.
When he returned to the bedroom, Yang Luoyan handed him an airmail: "It was delivered by the post office today, and Miao Miao collected it for you."
Ordinarily, this letter was not signed by Wu Yuan himself, and the postman would not give it easily.
I don't know what kind of idea Miao Miao used.
But it doesn't matter, the letter hasn't been opened yet.
Wu Yuan removed the seal, leaned against the head of the bed, and looked at this long letter written vertically, feeling an inexplicable sense of connection and concern.
This letter is still written by the second cousin, and the two cousins wrote it together.
Second cousin Shi Daigong's handwriting is still so old-fashioned, revealing the taste of the Republic of China, and many characters are still traditional.
Fortunately, it does not affect reading.
Wu Yuan read it quickly, folded the letter after a while, and put it in the drawer of the bedside table together with the last letter.
Beside Yang Luoyan asked casually: "What did the two cousins say in the letter?"
Wu Yuan replied: "Come to us to pay New Year's greetings and greet us. In addition, I also said that I want to come back to worship the ancestors before Qingming. At present, the customs clearance procedures of all parties are still being worked out, and I don't know if it will be possible."
In my impression, it was after 1992 that the two cousins really returned to their hometown to worship their ancestors.
As for why it was 1992, Wu Yuan can't remember clearly.
Yang Luoyan immediately realized: "Then our father and mother must hurry up and rest, we can't let the two cousins watch jokes."
Wu Yuan didn't take it seriously and said, "Even if they don't come, we will fix it."
Turn off the lights and lie down.
Wu Yuan had his daughter-in-law as a pillow on his shoulder, but what he cared about in his heart was the two cousins' family thousands of miles away.
In the poor years of the previous life, the tombs of the old man and the old lady were built with money when the two cousins returned to their hometown to worship their ancestors in 1992.
He always kept this feeling in his heart.
Besides, there is a 21-inch Hitachi large color TV upstairs.
People are always satisfied, and they cannot take all this for granted just because they are poor.
(end of this chapter)