Xu Zuocheng trembled angrily, even the bowl in his hand trembled. He stared at Xu Zhao viciously, as if he was accumulating a force to destroy Xu Zhao and Xu Fan.

The neighbors stared at Xu Zuocheng intently.

Xu Fan was frightened and hid behind Xu Zhao.

Xu Zhao met Xu Zuocheng's gaze fearlessly.

Xu Zuocheng suddenly walked towards the kitchen angrily with a big bowl in his hand. He dropped the bowl heavily on the chopping board with a "boom", and slapped the chopsticks on it with a "snap". When Xu Zuocheng came out of the kitchen, his face was full of anger , and said sharply to Xu Zhao: "Don't expect me to cut the wheat for you!"

The wheat in Dongdi was distributed to Xu Zhao, that is, Xu Zhao's.

Xu Zhao replied, "You won't be allowed to cut it."

Xu Zuocheng raised his voice again: "If you have the ability, cut it yourself!"

"Cut yourself, cut yourself."

"Okay, okay, you can do it, Xu Zhao, you can do it!"

Xu Zuocheng was almost pissed off by Xu Zhao. He didn't expect that one day Xu Zhao would resist him and make him lose face in front of so many people. The problem was that he couldn't find a reason to refute Xu Zhao. No one in the Xu family stepped forward to stand up for him. Speaking, he, he, he pointed at Xu's family angrily, said "No one is allowed to help him cut the wheat", and then angrily walked into the east wing of the tile house.

Xu's yard became strangely quiet in an instant.

The Xu family gave Xu Zhao a hard look, but because Xu Zuocheng really didn't mind, they all walked towards the main room in desperation with their bowls in their hands.

Seeing that there was no excitement, the neighbors left one after another, feeling suspicious in their hearts. After Xu Zhao jumped into the river once, he seemed to be a little different.

After a while, only Xu Zhao and Xu Fan were left in Xu's courtyard.

"Dad." Xu Fan called.

Xu Zhao looked down at Xu Fan.

Xu Fan hugged Xu Zhao's thigh, looked up at Xu Zhao with a small face and said, "Father, I'll cut the wheat for you."

Xu Zhao smiled: "Okay."

"I'll cut a lot of wheat for you."

What a sensible child.

Xu Zhao patted Xu Fan's head again and said, "Okay, let's eat first."

"it is good."

"I'll feed you today."

"Papa is full too."

Xu Zhao dragged Xu Fan into the kitchen. The kitchen was made of mud and wheat straw. Soil and ash would often fall from the beams into the bowls. So every time before everyone ate, everyone would go to the well to rinse the bowls before using them. Xu Zuocheng, in order to steal a bowl of noodles without being discovered, ran to the well to rinse the bowl before serving the second bowl, pretending to eat the first bowl, so the large bowl of noodles on the chopping board was clean , did not touch Xu Zuocheng's saliva.

Xu Zhao took the three noodles and one green vegetable at the bottom of the pot into a bowl, and brought Xu Fan to the hut. When he was about to eat, he heard the chirping voices of the neighbors outside the door through the small window of the hut, as if saying something. It was the Xu family.

"Has the Xu family separated long ago?"

"Splitting early means eating together. Every family provides food, which is made by the old lady of the Xu family."

"Why eat together? Is it not easy to eat separately?"

"Bully Xu Zhao, it's not enough for everyone to eat their own food."

"Why did you bully Xu Zhao?"

"What a fool! In the first few years of the land reform, wasn't the land distributed according to the head? At that time, the three Xu Zhao brothers divided an acre into four according to Zhao's production team policy. Xu Zuocheng's son, Xu Dawa, had not yet been born there. When Xu Dawa After birth, think about Xu Zuocheng’s family of three and one acre. Is it enough to eat? Not enough. I must find a way to occupy Xu Zhao’s. Di'er, Dongdi, who has been slapped and left with four points left, you say this is not bullying Xu Zhao, what is it?"

"Xu Zhao won't resist?"

"What's the resistance? Xu Zhao himself said that he doesn't eat enough, and he is willing to confiscate one mu of land. He has the remaining four points. Anyway, everyone eats together."

"Tsk tsk, what a fool, Xu Zuo has been provoked now, I'm afraid they won't eat together again in the future, Xu Zhao and his son are probably hungry."

"Isn't that right? I watched Xu Dawa eat eggs several times, and Xu Fan just watched helplessly. They couldn't share the chickens, ducks, and pigs at home. In fact, giving Xu Zhao an acre of land was not enough for Xu Zhao and his son. Two food, look at Xu Fan's skinny appearance, he doesn't look like a two-year-old child."

"very pitiful."

"Oh, Xu Zhao will have a hard time in the future."

"..."

From now on, Xu Zhao will have a hard time——

Xu Zhao felt that life would be sad in the future. He felt that life would be sad now. He had nothing to eat, nothing to drink, and no money. Not to mention that he would starve to death in the future. Now that the Xu family is making trouble for him every day, he is enough. Suffering, then, what can he do?What can be done?

After lunch, Xu Zhao and Xu Fan came to sit under the shade of a tree in Dongdi with a sickle, still thinking about this problem, let alone quartering the land, even if there is an acre of land, except for public grain and so on, it can be eaten how long?Still starving to death?He can't starve to death just after being reborn!He had to find a way out.

"Dad." Xu Fan, who was sitting in front of Xu Zhao, shouted.

"En." Xu Zhao responded.

"Shall we cut the wheat?"

"Cut."

"But I don't know how to cut it." Xu Fan said.

"You don't have to cut it, you just watch Dad cut it here."

"Well, when grandpa and grandma come back, I'll ask them to cut it for you."

"Okay, sit here and don't run around."

Xu Fan sat obediently in the shade of the tree, picked up the scattered wheat grains on the ground with his small hands, and put them in his pockets.

Only then did Xu Zhao see that not only did Xu Fan's shoes show his toes, but his patched crotch was frayed, and half of Xu Fan's penis was exposed.

Really poor.

Xu Zhao let out a sigh of relief, let’s cut the wheat first, cut the wheat first, and think about other things after cutting, so he put on a straw hat, picked up the sickle, and when he walked into the yellow wheat field, he began to cut the wheat. In his previous life, Xu Zhao was in the orphanage Growing up, he has experienced all kinds of hardships and done all kinds of work, so such things as harvesting wheat are not difficult for him. While he was harvesting, he suddenly heard a sound of hawking on the road.

"Selling popsicles!"

“Sweet, icy and thirst-quenching popsicles!”

"Sweet, icy and thirst-quenching popsicle ice cream, [-]% a piece, thirst-quenching and cheap!"

"..."

Xu Zhao straightened up when he heard the words.

Xu Fan said excitedly, "Dad, there are popsicle sellers."

Xu Zhao hummed and said nothing, because he had no money and couldn't buy Xu Fan a popsicle in this hot day, but he still turned his eyes curiously to the small road, where a boy was selling on a bicycle Popsicles, many people called the boy to buy four or five popsicles. After the boy collected the money, he began to push the bicycle to sell, looking back and forth to search the crowd, and suddenly stopped on Xu Zhao.

"Xu Zhao." The boy shouted.

It was only when he got closer that Xu Zhao recognized the boy as his junior high school classmate, named Cui Qingfeng, who lived in Beiwan Village before, but later, under the favor of his uncle, his family moved to the county town and lived quite well.At this moment, Cui Qingfeng was wearing neat gray-blue clothes, with a white cloth towel around his neck. He was a very down-to-earth young man. When he saw Xu Zhao looking over, he was very surprised, his eyes glowed.

"Xu Zhao, it's really you!" Cui Qingfeng said happily.

Xu Zhao is good-looking. From a distance, he looks handsome. When he looks closely, he is very good-looking. After watching for a long time, he can see the amazing color. He is the kind of boy who can be good-looking and make people yearn for. There are many boys and girls in the school who like Xu Zhao, and Cui Qingfeng also had a secret love for Xu Zhao, but he was a fat man at that time, and he thought Xu Zhao was too good-looking and could study, like a distant dream.

He has never dared to approach, with love in his heart, and four or five years have passed in a flash, and he never expected to see Xu Zhao again. Although Xu Zhao was dressed in shabby clothes, he looked better than before, which made him happy.

"Are you Cui Qingfeng?" Xu Zhao asked.

"Well, it's me, do you still remember me?" Cui Qingfeng scratched the back of his head shyly, feeling uncontrollably happy that Xu Zhao still remembered him, it was really a happy thing.

Xu Zhao said, "I remember, old classmate, why did you start selling popsicles?"

"You have nothing to do and make some money to spend."

"You don't go to school anymore?"

Cui Qingfeng scratched his head again and said, "I don't read and drink books like my uncle. What school do I go to? I'm poor at study, so I won't go to school early."

"Oh." Xu Zhao responded lightly.

"What about you?" Cui Qingfeng asked.

"I won't go either," Xu Zhao said.

"Father." At this moment Xu Fan called Xu Zhao.

Xu Zhao waved Xu Fan over.

Cui Qingfeng carefully looked at Xu Fan's eyebrows and eyes, then looked at Xu Zhao, and asked in astonishment: "Father? Is he your son?"

Xu Zhao nodded: "Yes."

"you are married?"

"No."

"Then this son—"

Xu Zhao didn't want to talk about this in front of Xu Fan. Although men and women are accepted by everyone in this age of the world, everyone can't accept "birth out of wedlock" and feel ashamed, especially Xu Zhao doesn't know Xu Who is Fan's other father? Therefore, with a perfunctory sentence of "my own", he changed the subject and said, "Your popsicle business is good."

Cui Qingfeng also followed Xu Zhao's words: "It's okay, it's okay, I'm just doing it alone, and I'm tired. By the way, what are you doing at home?"

"Cut the wheat and feed the pigs."

"Is there anything else?"

"Nothing."

"Yes, you have to take care of the children alone, and you don't have time to do anything else."

"Well, do you come to sell popsicles every day?"

"Yes, but I'm the only one who can only run this area."

"How did you remember selling popsicles?"

"It was my uncle who suggested that I sell popsicles, saying that I wouldn't do anything else anyway, so let's do this first to increase my knowledge."

Xu Zhao smiled and said, "Your uncle is really amazing."

"Yes."

At this time, someone came to buy popsicles again. Cui Qingfeng didn't have time to tell Xu Zhao, so he began to sell popsicles to collect money. Xu Zhao continued to cut wheat for a long time. Come up with a bold idea, and then stare at Cui Qingfeng.

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