60s white-eyed wolf

"Grandma, I'm back. Oops, my grandma's hands are getting more and more skillful, this pattern is weaving in a foreign style."

Cao Fugui approached with a smile, and squatted affectionately beside grandma, watching her knitting yarn with crocheting with her hands fluttering.

His grandma is skillful, and the thick yarn can be crochet into beautiful and exquisite hollow out covers, cup covers, and coasters. The buying station in the commune is willing to buy them at a high price of [-] cents a piece. Grandma can weave them in half a day. Two pieces, if it weren't for the yarn, it would be hard to get, but it's really a lucrative job.

"You, the bigger you are, the sweeter your mouth is, and you still tease your brother all day long."

Mrs. Zhang gave him a blank look, put down what she was doing, and opened a small tin box from the bedside. Inside were five or six pieces of milk biscuits wrapped in oiled paper. The size of a palm, sprinkled with fine grains of sugar.She took out one piece, thought about it, took another piece cruelly, and handed it to her precious grandson.

Cao Fugui gave a cheer, and took it with surprise on his face: "Grandma, there are still biscuits! You can really hide them."

As he spoke, he stuffed the biscuit into his mouth, bit off most of the biscuit, and swallowed it whole without even having time to chew.

His uncle Cao Qingliang was a soldier in the army. The year before last, he made meritorious service and became a small cadre. Now he has a salary of more than [-] yuan a month. Send some uncommon good things, such as dried dates, milk biscuits and so on.His grandma was reluctant to eat, so she fed their two grandchildren.

Grandma's ability to hide and eat is top-notch. She always sees that she has finished eating every time, and she can change it again in a few days. Every time Cao Fugui gets greedy, he rubs in front of the grandma and smoothes his beard. It's delicious.

Mrs. Zhang watched with a smile on the side, touched his head, and said softly: "Eat slowly, don't choke."

Her eldest grandson really fell into the wrong family, with such a character and appearance, and a rich tongue, he was born into a poor house like the old Cao's house.

Cao Fugui was about to stuff the remaining half of the biscuit into his mouth, when he heard grandma's words, he quickly raised his head, licked the crumbs of the biscuit, and stuffed the remaining half of the biscuit into Grandma's mouth involuntarily: "Ah Grandma loves me, and I love grandma too. Grandma, let's eat together!"

The wrinkles on Mrs. Zhang's face were squeezed into flowers, and she smiled happily. She had to swallow half of the biscuit that her eldest grandson had filial piety, and said, "Hey, baby, eat it yourself, don't give me milk, you are growing up at this age, but Don't lose money, your father's body is weak at a young age..."

Thinking of her eldest son who died in the early years, her expression also dimmed.If the boss hadn't lost money in the womb and didn't take good care of it afterwards, he wouldn't have grown so weak and died early because of the cold after being exposed to the rain.

Fortunately, there is caring wealth.

"Grandmother, you are so kind. When I have money, I will be filial to you. We eat rice, white noodles and barbecued meat every day!"

Cao Fugui licked off the last bits of biscuit crumbs from his mouth and fingers, touched his much more comfortable stomach, and smiled happily.

"It's filial piety if you don't make trouble outside." Mrs. Zhang glanced at him, then took out a biscuit and handed it over, "Go, coax your younger brother and them, sweet mouth."

Although she likes the eldest grandson the most, she doesn't treat the other grandchildren too badly. Even if the bowl of water is not very flat, she can't spill it all.These good things are honored by her youngest son, and she can justify the food saved by the old man's mouth.

Cao Fugui took it and put it in his mouth. Grandma picked up an unfinished shoe sole in the sewing basket and patted his paw lightly.

"Ouch—"

"What's the matter, this is?" Mrs. Zhang was startled, and hurriedly looked over. Cao Fugui clutched the biscuit with his hands, and ran out quickly, yelling, "It's okay, I accidentally got bitten by a dog."

When he ran to the courtyard, Baofeng's silly younger brother was still squatting by the door, sobbing and crying. His parents had to go to work, and they didn't have much time to take care of him. He stared at his elder brother without speaking, his eyes radiated class hatred for grabbing food.

"Hey, are you still angry? Then I'll eat this biscuit myself—" Cao Fugui picked up the biscuit to tease him.

"I want to eat it!" Bao Feng saw the delicious milk biscuit with green eyes, and rushed up, but the elder brother held it high to prevent him from reaching it.

Out of the corner of Cao Fugui's eyes, he saw a dusty mass in the corner of the courtyard, and he called out, "Miao'er, come out, you two get half of this biscuit."

Six-year-old Cao Miao sneaked out from the corner, timidly took half of the biscuit given by his elder brother, and quickly ate it with his head down, like a squirrel saving food.

Bao Feng became anxious when he saw it, and quickly grabbed the other half of the biscuits from his elder brother, and ate them hungrily.

"Where's Yingzi?" Cao Fugui licked his lips and asked. Although his stomach was not full, this biscuit was given to the two children by his milk. Although he liked to take advantage of others, he didn't take advantage of his family.

"Sister went to collect firewood, and mother explained that she has to cook at home, and there is not enough firewood." Bao Feng answered vaguely while licking his fingers.

"Okay, I'm leaving...Huh?"

Cao Fugui had already stepped over the threshold with one foot, and took out the finger puller that had made him feel a little hot from his arms, and looked at it happily, but was startled when he saw it.Green in white, shiny and cute, there are a few lines on the finger, black and red, black and red, as if it was accidentally broken, soaked in blood, and it seems to have stayed up for several nights The eyeballs were bloodshot and looked terrified.

"Aw—how can this be done?!"

Cao Fugui panicked, and hurriedly reached out to wipe it off. It would be scary to give it to others, so how could he still get the price?As soon as his hand touched the finger, he grinned in pain, and then remembered that he was bitten by the old Sun's oil bottle, and the wound was still oozing blood!

Seeing the wound on his hand, Cao Fugui woke up with a start, and hurriedly changed his hand and rubbed his fingers vigorously. The bloodstain on the top could not be stained by his own blood, could it? !Fuck, what's the name of that oil bottle, it's killing my grandpa!

The oil bottle is probably surnamed Qiao, or Jiao Lai?His widow Liu Cuifen took him and remarried Sun Guangzong, the old grandson's family of Huanglin Village, just a few years ago.Sun Guangzong is a widower. The former one gave birth to two daughters and a son and passed away. His family is poor, and he has a mean old lady and a foolish younger brother.

Cao Fugui hadn't seen Liu Cuifen very much, and in his impression she was a skinny woman who smiled flatteringly when she saw everyone, didn't talk much, and even her mother-in-law couldn't say a word when she pointed at her and scolded her for a long time.I didn't expect that the oil bottle she brought was so ruthless, it was almost to the bone when it saw blood on its mouth!

He rubbed the wrench vigorously, feeling pain and pain in his hands, but he didn't dare to argue with the old Sun's family. After all, this thing was snatched from others.The Sun family is a foreign family with a small surname. Sun Guangzong has a violent temper with a wine jar, and he only knows how to fight. How dare he quarrel with a man surnamed Cao? It's a bloodbath.

Cao Fugui cursed resentfully, thinking of it as accumulating virtue and taking advantage of that brat.

When something goes wrong, it's not easy to get rid of it.

After looking around, he still didn't give up, so he simply fetched a basin of water, went back to his house and rubbed it again, maybe the jade finger was not cracked, but it was stained with blood, so it would be clean after washing?

The courtyard where Lao Cao’s family lives now has a row of main houses, east and west hatchbacks, and a well in the courtyard. There are three children in his room, plus Cao Fugui and eight people, it is quite spacious.

This house was originally the other courtyard of a big family surnamed Cao in the village. When the local tyrants were allotted the land, Cao Fugui and his grandfather’s poor three brothers were peasant activists. This is a nice house.The second grandfather passed away early, and his two sons got married and separated. The rich grandfather gave them a sum of money to build a new house for them in the village, and they were the only family left in this yard.

Cao Fugui's house was on the second floor, and he went up the dark and narrow stairs. He lived alone in a big room, with two wooden windows facing south. Bright light penetrated into the dark room, illuminating an old room. The old solid wooden walls don't let in much light in the daytime like downstairs.

This house was originally lived by his parents, but later his father and mother remarried, and Grandma felt sorry for him, so she let him live in a room by herself.The roof on the second floor is comfortable in spring and autumn, and the nights are cool, but it is easy to leak in rainy days. In summer, the sun shines directly on the roof tiles during the day, and the heat in the room is steaming, which can roast people alive.

Cao Fugui is not a person who can live in the house. Since he graduated from high school, he has been away from home for three days. He lives in the big house on the second floor separated from his grandma's room by the stairs. It is clean and saves him from seeing his second aunt every day. An angry bitter gourd face.

Walking into his room, Cao Fugui immediately threw the bloody fingertip into the basin, took an old loofah and brushed it desperately, brushing left and right did not clean it, but his injured hand was wiped in the water. After soaking, the tiger's mouth that had been closed to stop the bleeding came out again, and it was hot and painful.He was not a person who could bear his temper, he got angry after brushing a few more times, his hand was heavy, and with a crisp "click", the finger was completely shattered along several bloodstained cracks, and the sharp fragments pierced into him all at once. The wound of the tiger's mouth.

Cao Fugui jumped up in pain with a cry of pain, his heart palpitated, as if some scum had entered the wound, he hurriedly threw the unlucky broken jade away angrily, and clutched his paws to see the injury.

Fortunately, the wound was clean, without any debris, even if Suiyu made another arc-shaped opening, the bleeding was not much, Cao Fugui blinked suspiciously, picked it up and sank to the bottom of the basin resentfully. The culprit of this thing, this thing has been broken into three pieces, and a few bloodstains are firmly soaked in the pieces, so the devil will accept it like this!

Cao Fugui was annoyed and wanted to throw away the broken jade, but after thinking about it, he still couldn't bear it, so he found a rag and wrapped it under his bed.Maybe someone will make up for it in the future?Grandma’s story also mentioned about gold inlaid with jade, it can be repaired, but I don’t know if it’s worth it, gold is not cheap, and now he has neither gold nor can he find such a craftsman!

After pondering for a while, his hands hurt and his stomach began to scream again. Cao Fugui tore a piece of cloth and bound up the wound on his hands indiscriminately, then fell asleep and went to the big cafeteria for dinner. This meal must be eaten more, Ming Dynasty You have to eat your own.

Half dreaming and half awake, he "saw" grandma sleeping on her bed with her eyes closed, as thin as a skeleton, and grandpa half lying beside her, as if awake.There were a few people around, all skinny and sallow, and the second uncle was holding a bowl of something in his hand, as if he was about to feed grandma, when the second aunt suddenly showed a slight expression on her dull face, she wailed and grabbed his sleeve, He dragged Bao Feng, who was beside him so thin and dying, that he was dying.

She seemed to be shouting: "...this is your son, your own son!...you are going to starve to death..."

I don't know why "I" seems to be hiding outside the courtyard wall and watching secretly from a distance, but I can't hear clearly.