the beginning of the end

When the sun was setting in the evening, the village head brought Mu Jiafu, Mu Qiangguo's uncle, to the door.

"Uncle, Uncle Xia, why are you here?" Just as Mu Jianguo came down from upstairs, he yelled when he saw the two people who came in. Mrs. Mu immediately came out of the kitchen, and greeted them warmly "Sit down, sit down, Jian'er, go get your uncle and uncle Xia a glass of water."

"No, no." The village chief Xia Xuan waved his hand, and said politely, this water is a precious thing now, and every drop is a life-saving thing.

Mu Jiafu put the things in his hands aside, looked at the house with bulging eyes, and swept the kitchen from time to time. He didn't refuse the old lady Mu's words, and he was really thirsty after walking for a while. , His lips have been dry and cracked for a long time, and his throat is hot. Now there is not much water in the house, and he dare not open his throat to drink. The water is reserved for cooking.

Mu Jianguo filled two porcelain bowls with two small half-bowls of water and handed them to his uncle and the village chief. He was careful not to pretend to be too much, otherwise his uncle would think that his family could not run out of water.

In fact, Mu Jianguo is still a bit narrow-minded and fond of holding grudges. He clearly remembers the time when he went to college to study. At that time, Mrs. Mu went to borrow money from his uncle's house. This incident is what killed him in this life. Will never forget that scene.

I remember that at that time, no matter how kindly Mrs. Mu begged, his uncle's family was completely indifferent. Later, he simply used words to run on Mrs. Mu and said that he would not borrow money if he had money, because they were afraid that their family would not be able to pay at all, so they sent Mu The old lady knelt down directly to the uncle's house.

In order to protect her two sons in the village, the old lady Mu had a violent temper, but she suppressed it and kept silent. If it wasn't for the fact that Mu Jianguo was so angry that he just grabbed her and left, something like that might have happened. .Besides, the financial situation of the uncle's family was obviously good at that time, and the younger sister Mu Xiu didn't study at all, so how could she not be able to borrow that little money.

Later, Mrs. Mu heard somewhere that her eldest brother’s team would get money after retiring. She really had no choice but to let her eldest brother not be a soldier. She simply retired and took the money to let him go to college. Jianguo also secretly saw his mother crying many times at night. After entering the city later, Mrs. Mu still complained from time to time that she was sorry for her elder brother, and told him to remember her elder brother's kindness in the future.

In fact, Mu Jianguo felt uncomfortable, but he had no choice but to be a boy at that time. He didn't want to miss the opportunity to go to college and stay in a poor mountain village all his life. At that time, if people wanted to stand out and be respected by others, they had to go to college. .

Fundamentally, Mu Jianguo hated his uncle's family with contempt and hatred. No one from his uncle's family has ever visited the door since they came back for so long. Maybe he thought that when they came back from the city, there must be no food at home, and he was afraid of them. Going to play Qiufeng, but he just came out after knowing that his elder brother has supernatural powers. What kind of relative is this?

"Old sister, this—" the village chief Xia Xuansheng stared at the water in Mu Jianguo's hand, and postponed.

"You're welcome, you're welcome." Mrs. Mu laughed again and again.

The village chief was no longer pretentious, took a sip of the water to moisten his mouth, and was a little reluctant to drink it directly. Mu Jiafu was not as polite as the village chief. He just picked up the bowl and drank it, and returned the bowl to Mu when he was done. At the time of Jianguo, he asked with a cheeky smile, "Jianguo, can I give some to my uncle, I am really thirsty."

Mu Jianguo glanced at him and didn't want to talk to him at first, but the village chief Xia declared that it was his family's business.

"Jian'er, don't go and dress it up for your uncle." The old lady Mu looked at Mu Jianguo and called out to him urgently. Mu Jianguo had no choice but to pretend to be a little more. No, Mu Jiafu didn't ask for it after drinking it.

"Mom, I went upstairs to see Da Ya." Mu Jianguo didn't want to stay down and watch his uncle get angry, so he found a reason to go upstairs to hide and relax. The old lady Mu nodded and didn't stop her younger son.

The three old people sat together and chatted for a while, and they got close for a while. By the way, they talked about the past. It was almost the village chief who said that Mu Jiafu nodded in agreement from time to time. The one who mentioned the most was Mu Qiangguo's father, Mu The old lady smiled at first, but then became more and more silent.

"Sister and sister, here is a little rice I brought for you, don't be too little." Mu Jiafu remembered the half bag of rice he had brought, and handed it to Mrs. Mu with a smile, without mentioning that they would come back earlier Why didn't you come over and take a look.

"Brother, it's not easy for your family, you should take this food back." Old lady Mu pretended to be embarrassed, looked at the small half bag of rice, and pretended to evade in embarrassment.

"No matter how bad my family is, it's better than when you moved back from the city. We're all a family, so don't be polite to me." Now I think it's a family.

"If you don't accept it, do you think you don't like the little rice your elder brother gave you?" Seeing that Mrs. Mu was still hesitating, Mu Jiafu's face was a bit ugly.

"Then thank you, brother. Now——hey——, the whole family eats porridge every meal, but how can we save the rice at home? I still don’t eat it. My family has a lot of food, and I can’t eat enough. Now the whole family People are thinner, and they don't have much energy to work." Mrs. Mu quickly took the rice and accepted it, and said with a sigh.

In fact, Mrs. Mu is also a shrewd person. She knows that the village head and uncle must have come here for her eldest son. For the sake of the family's food, he must have fewer chances to visit in the future. She is very aware of Mu Jiafu's nature. After knowing that her eldest son is a supernatural being, he will definitely talk big in front of the villagers, which may cause trouble for her family. How much trouble.

The old lady Mu really didn't want to accept this little rice, but if she didn't accept it, it's very likely that Mu Jiafu and the village chief would really think how much rice her family had. It will also blow the autumn wind in turn, which is more troublesome.

Mu Jiafu didn't know what he thought of when he heard Mrs. Mu's straightforward words, so he kept his mouth shut and didn't answer the words.

The three of them were silent, and the atmosphere was a little stiff.

"Old sister, isn't your Qiangguo at home?" The village head thought for a while, and finally said the purpose of coming here.

"I took his two friends out, and I have been out for a while." Old lady Mu said worriedly, and turned her head to look at the gate by the way.

The village chief didn't expect the person to go out, and he was obviously disappointed, but he was not in a hurry to leave, obviously planning to wait.

The purpose of Mu Jiafu's coming here is also to get close to Mu Qiangguo, to enhance their relationship, thinking that if all the rice is given away, of course he also wants to meet someone, so he didn't leave.

Mrs. Mu had no choice but to put aside the kitchen matter first, and sat down with the two of them for another conversation, chatting for a while.

Not long after, Mu Qiangguo appeared on the path outside the door with Shen Zhi and Mo Cheng, and the three of them were holding a dead mutant bird behind them.

"Godmother, godmother." Shen Zhi started shouting from afar, and ran to Old Madam Mu as soon as he entered the house, shouting: "Godmother, I have meat tonight."

"Okay, okay." Old Madam Mu patted Shen Zhi's hand, and she was also happy in her heart. She smiled, and the wrinkles on her face became a flower.

After entering the house, Mu Qiangguo hurriedly greeted the village chief and Mu Jiafu, and shouted, "Uncle Xia, uncle."

"Qiangguo, you're back." The village head, Xia Xuansheng, immediately replied with a smile. His attitude towards the second supernatural person in the village was friendly.

Mu Jiafu didn't look at Mu Qiangguo for the first time, but focused his eyes on the mutated bird pulled by Mocheng outside the house. He had heard people outside the village mention that the meat of mutated animals was edible, and it had been a long time since he thought of it. I have eaten fresh meat, and the bacon at home is also economical. I am reluctant to eat it. I feel a little envious, and my tone of voice is a little sour: "Qiangguo, your supernatural ability is so powerful, you can even mutate birds. Kill it, how long will your family have to eat it for such a big one." This was a roundabout statement, but everyone was not stupid, and naturally understood what he meant, and it was almost as if he wanted to eat the meat directly.

Mu Qiangguo didn't expect his uncle to say such a word, and he was stunned for a moment. In fact, he didn't care about giving some meat out, but he didn't speak yet.

"Brother, this mutated bird is so big that we won't be able to finish it tonight anyway, and we can't let it go now that it's hot. You and Brother Xia will bring some meat back to try something new." Mrs. Mu quickly answered, The tone is stiff, and the face is a bit ugly. There is always a difference between sending it by yourself and others asking for it. Although the old lady is not happy in her heart, she doesn't want people to make up for her son in the future. The two women in the family are gossips, they can say anything, just like the last time Xia Hong gave water, Mrs. Mu is sure that those two women must have made up a lot of bad things behind their backs.

Shen Zhi heard Mu Jianguo mention his uncle earlier, and he didn't like his family. Now that he met him, he raised his dislike to disgust. It's still clear that it's not easy for him to talk too much. No matter what, Mu Jiafu is Brother Mu's uncle. No matter how bad it is, he has no right to say anything.

Seeing that the atmosphere in the room was not right, Mo Cheng called Shen Zhi to go with him to deal with the mutated birds. Mrs. Mu didn't want to stay in the room and continue to look at Mu Jiafu's old face, so she hurriedly said hello and went back to the kitchen, leaving Mu Qiangguo was alone in the hall.

Seeing this situation, the village chief Xia Xuansheng felt that his old face was basically lost, and he regretted why he had to come here with Mu Jiafu, he was a bad person.

Mu Jiafu was in the excitement of eating meat, but he didn't feel anything at all. He thought he could exchange rice for some meat, and it really didn't hurt to come here today. Maybe in the future, the family will be able to get some meat every day. He was happy when he thought of that possibility, because he didn't regard himself as an outsider at all.