Why not hang yourself on the southeast tree

My name is Wang Defa, and my surname in this life is Wu.

I was born in the 1950s. Hard work, hunger, anxiety and restlessness lasted almost throughout the first half of my life. It was so hard that I don’t want to talk about it.

I have a wife, a daughter, and a son, and have lived a life of luxury. Only when I grow old will I be considered secure and wealthy.

……

The old woman called and said that she had arrived at her son's house. It was a two-bedroom, one-living room apartment of only 70 square meters, very small, and there was no room for three people to move around.

I stroked my specially grown beard and took a look at the 300-square-meter adobe compound occupying a hilltop. The regret of not being able to enjoy the good life in Beijing was reduced by half.

What can you do with 70 square meters?!

My in-laws boasted that they spent more than 8 million yuan. How could they think that an old man like me didn't know how to count?!

More than 8 million, enough to bury me, haha!

The old woman also told me some good news: [I have been married to my daughter-in-law for three years. It is finally not in vain. She was just found to be pregnant.]

Good boy! No wonder the son insisted on taking the old woman with him!

After waiting for a long time, my daughter-in-law finally got pregnant.

My heart, which is as big as a fist, is about to burst out of my throat!

It must be a grandson!

When she gave birth to a son, she had to hide everywhere. She was fined so much that her family went bankrupt, and even her old house was demolished by the village committee.

Originally, when they found out that the second child was a boy, they wanted to give the eldest daughter away while no one was around to check. That was just a lack of thinking and they couldn't bear to let her go...

(In fact, my eldest daughter was already seven or eight years old and could remember things. She ran back home on her own the two times I sent her out. I gritted my teeth and kept her because I was afraid that others would criticize her.)

[Eh?! Is it possible that you are pregnant with twins?! Didn’t you say it’s not even a month yet?!]

The Zhao family in the neighboring village were very lucky that year. They gave birth to two sons in one pregnancy and were not fined.

That bastard Lao Zhao laughed at my house for being too old and said that it was a good opportunity to tear it down and rebuild it. I really want to knock all his white teeth out. Rebuilding it doesn’t cost money, right?!

Oh, I slapped my head and remembered that the policy has been relaxed now. There is no fine for having eight or ten children!

The decisions made by the higher-ups change every year, just like an old sow wearing a bra, one set after another.

[This damn old woman didn’t even ask clearly, and made me feel very anxious and upset, cough cough cough…]

I was feeling very bored, so I got up and went to the kitchen. I hadn't tasted the tobacco leaves I bought at the market the day before.

The old woman is a chatterbox and has been restless in recent years. After urging me to get married, she urges me to have children, every day and every year.

The first year was relatively stable because the daughter-in-law's dowry was very popular in the village for a long time. Everyone envied their son's success and he had married the golden phoenix of the capital.

(If you ask me, those cars and houses written on paper signs are all in Beijing. They are invisible and intangible. What's the use? It's better to buy some affordable food, drinks and daily necessities, which are all those branded goods that are often shown on TV. They can hold up the scene.)

By the second year, the old woman still had no grandson to hold, and she became anxious. She went around complaining to people. A group of mothers-in-law complained and criticized her for being a daughter-in-law.

Look, before the first month of the lunar year was even over, all the villagers in the surrounding villages knew that our Wu family had married a golden hen that doesn’t lay eggs.

Well, actually I am anxious too, but I don’t say it.

Light up the dry tobacco.

[Cough cough cough...]

The tobacco was cut too thickly, and the black eggplants my son brought back for the New Year would not be as tasty as they are!

At that time, my daughter-in-law said that it was called cigar, and the word should be pronounced as jia, and it was imported from abroad. I was a little angry.

At least I went to school for a few years, so I know that word, it's the "qie" in "eggplant".

My rich wife is just stingy. She only brought me eighty boxes as a holiday gift.

I smoke five a day, and give a few to my old friends, and they are all gone.

I want face, but I can't ask for it actively. What's that?

I'll tell my wife about it later and send her a letter by post.

I'm so old, I'm craving this.

Go crazy!

I waited for a month before I received a package. My old wife was obedient and sent it by post.

Mailing address: 206, Building , Xingfu Home, Maoer Hutong, Second Ring Road, Beijing.

[Well, the houses in the Second Ring Road are quite valuable! ]

I don't know what the radiator that the old lady praised eight hundred times looks like. It's cold, and my legs can't be straightened due to the cold. It's so unbearable...

The courier boy was Xiao Zheng from the village, and he rode his motorcycle up the mountain specially.

[Uncle Wu, Brother Dazhi greeted me and asked me to bring it up. Please treat me to a meal, hehe!]

Little Zheng is still the same as when he was little, eating wherever he goes. He weighs almost 200 kilograms.

[Okay, okay, there's bone soup simmering on the stove. Go have two bowls first. The meal will only take ten minutes.]

I thought the package contained the black eggplants I had been longing for, so I carefully put it in the closet of the east bedroom, and then went to the kitchen with my hands behind my back to wash rice.

[Uncle Wu, Brother Dazhi said he will come back next year to hold a wedding banquet. What is the happy event? ]

Xiao Zheng held the large bowl, pursed his lips and sipped the oily soup, the meat on the two ribs swaying inside.

[Well, I’m going to be a grandfather! ]

I tapped my pipe against the stove and told the secret casually.

[Oh, you have been a grandfather for a long time, and you have been a grandfather three times...]

Xiao Zheng cleaned a bone and threw it out of the window. The big yellow dog, who had been waiting for a long time, jumped up to catch it and ran away without saying a word.

[How can grandpa and grandpa be the same? This time, his surname is Wu. ]

I glared at Xiao Zheng. This kid wanted to be my son-in-law back then. Haha, his hair wasn't even fully grown yet. Lan Zi is six years older than him.

Xiao Zheng thought of Sister Wu Lan who got married early, and felt sad. He didn't want to say anything and just buried his head in eating.

Half an hour later, Xiao Zheng cleaned up all the pots and pans and put them in the cupboard before leaving.

The motorcycle rumbled along, leaving a big tail made of black smoke.

I opened the package and found it was filled to the brim. Two large photo albums took up a large space, and there were only three boxes of cigars at the bottom.

The old woman called again.

[Old man, my son took me to eat a lot of Beijing dishes. It’s not easy to send them back, so I’d better wait for you to come and eat them together. Also, as for the eggplant you wanted, my father-in-law said that the country is at war, and there are only three boxes in stock. I’m giving them all to you...blah blah blah...]

【Oh. 】

I stroked the cigarette box and decided that I would not give it to anyone who came close to me this time and would just smoke it myself.

[Old man, my daughter-in-law's belly hasn't grown, but she has a bad temper. She won't eat the pickled cabbage I make, and she loves to go to the Hunan restaurant. The food there makes my throat sore. Sour boy, spicy girl, tell me, is she pregnant with a girl...]

【Oh. 】

I remembered that when the old woman was pregnant with our son, she was greedy every day and ate all the jujubes on the back hill. It has not recovered in all these years.

Sour boy, spicy girl, there is some truth in this.

【Well, then let’s give birth again. 】

The old woman on the other end of the phone kept nagging, saying that her son was unfilial and sided with his wife, and that his wife spent money lavishly.

He also said that the couple next door spend 70,000 or 80,000 yuan a month on their pension;

He also said that the old lady from the city on the first floor had planted more than a dozen pots of flowers, and she covered them with quilts when it was cold, which was quite particular.

It was also said that there was a yellow-haired foreigner living upstairs, who laughed loudly in the house late at night every day.

I was listening with great interest, but suddenly I remembered that the total deposit of 50,000 yuan in my passbook was not even enough for someone's monthly pension, and I felt very disappointed.

Bah, this old woman is still the same as she was in the village, talking all gossip into me. I don’t want to listen.

Put your phone aside and smoke a cigarette to satisfy your craving.

call--

happy!