60s white-eyed wolf

Grandpa led his second uncle and aunt to work in a hurry, and Yingzi led his younger brothers and sisters to collect firewood and dig chicken food. Only grandma was weak and had a pair of small feet that could not do heavy work, so she stayed at home to do some cleaning. Housework, by the way, do some handwork to supplement the family.

Seeing the big and small family members flying apart like birds coming out of their nests, Cao Fugui also diligently helped Grandma clean up the dishes, and even wanted to help wash the dishes. , I didn’t even hit the water a few times at home, so it was careless, and I kept making mistakes. I almost dropped the spoon and was snatched by Grandma.

"Go, go, I can't go out to play today, so I stayed to help me with something?" Grandma gave him a sideways look, and asked, "What do you want to buy? How much? Wealth, this year is not good, don't waste copper tin... ..."

Cao Fugui yelled that he was wronged, he was clearly helping grandma with housework sincerely, why was he asking for money?

Grandma's wrinkled and callused hands lightly patted his forehead, and she was somewhat relieved in her heart. The child has grown up and knows how to understand the hard work of adults.

Cao Fugui clumsily helped grandma wipe the table, took the dustpan to clean up, and while chatting, seemingly unintentionally asked about the old Sun's family's oil bottle.

"...Grandma, have you heard of his biological father? I think this kid has something to eat in the Sun's family. He passed by his yard two days ago, and that boy Sun Liugen beat and scolded him as well."

"Hmph!" Zhang sneered, hesitant to say anything, "He's gone, what are you talking about? If his mother doesn't remarry, life will be difficult."

Cao Fugui was refreshed when he heard that, hey, didn't Tuyouping say that the jade ring finger was left to him by his father, maybe there is something old-fashioned in it.

"Grandma, why don't you tell me? It's very interesting when you talk about ancient times."

Although Grandma doesn't go out very much with her little feet, she has a different background and vision from those village women, and she knows a lot of things. She often tells old stories to the children, about the stories of several villages within a hundred miles of each other. , She is known as the back of the palm of her hand, and Cao Zhishu respects her three-point talent.

Mrs. Zhang was flattered by her eldest grandson, and then squeezed her shoulders and beat her back. How could she resist, and she told her what she knew.

Tuoyouping's mother is from Qianxi Village in the lower reaches of Huanglin Village, and Qianxi Village is now in the same brigade as Huanglin Village.The father of Tuoyouping was surnamed Qiao. He was a bachelor who wandered to Qianxi Village back then.

During the revolution, a man surnamed Qiao became an active member of the peasant association and led the way to raid the Qiu family, a big local landlord in Qianxi Village. The poor people shared a lot of things, and he himself naturally left a lot of money. Later, he married the eldest son of the Liu family. Daughter Liu Cuifen.Although this man married a wife and had children, he was a poor tea basket, his money was loose, and he couldn't save any money. Later, he heard that there was no money for treatment of a serious illness, and he died.

Cao Fugui heard what Grandma said, and after careful consideration, he knew where her dislike for the surname Qiao came from.

The Qiu family, rich and wealthy, reached half of the city.

Although the family never mentioned it, he occasionally heard gossip from members of the team, saying that he didn't look like the Cao family.

Cao Fugui thought to himself, this promise is true.

His grandma was the big maid of the Qiu family back then, but she betrayed the master's wife and was sold out and married to the impoverished man who often went to the Qiu family to do work, his grandfather Cao Qiushou, and later there was him. Dad Cao Qingde.

Cao Fugui has heard people praise his appearance since he was a child, saying that he was printed on the same template as his father, and he is gentle and handsome.

Looking in the mirror, the eyebrows are like distant mountains, the eyes are like spring water, the chin is slightly pointed and has a shallow beauty concave, and when you smile, you look like a peach-blossoming little white face, and then look at the wide mouth and slenderness of grandpa and second uncle and their son Xiaofu Big eyes and nose, even if the third uncle looks like grandma and has good facial features, he still can't get rid of the thick and short broom eyebrows like the old Cao's signature.

Cough, there are some things, this, his grandpa doesn't care, he and his father are naturally the authentic Cao family, if he becomes rich in the future, he will definitely respect his grandpa, grandma and two uncles who worked so hard to raise him, Love the loved ones of the Cao family.

Cao Fugui didn't dare to bring up the Qiu family's quarrel in front of grandma, but looking at his family's pretty face, it's not hard to understand why grandma couldn't let go of the word "Qiu" for so many years.Fortunately, after the defeat of the Guo Party, this family followed Jiang Guangtou to the other side of the sea, otherwise, I really don't know what troubles there are.

Seeing that Grandma was not in a good mood, and she didn't seem to know more about the men of the Qiao family, Cao Fugui said a few witty words with a smile, which made Grandma couldn't stop laughing, and walked out by herself.

Let's go ask that oil bottle that is as fierce as a wild dog.This kid is miserable, if there is a problem with something, he helps to deal with it, which is a good deed; if the origin of the finger puller is innocent, not weird, and it doesn’t match his nightmares all night, he will fix it later and sell it for some money Isn't it a good deed to give to this baby?

Thinking about it this way, Cao Fugui felt very at ease and went to find the poor baby.

In the middle of the mountain in the middle of the day, the men and women in the team are working in the fields and everywhere. There is not much food left in each family, and the young and old who stay at home have to do everything possible to search for food up the mountain and down the stream. Most of the houses are only those dolls. Let the older ones take care of the younger ones, and then do light housework.

Cao Fugui knew the way well, and sneaked into the backyard of Sun's house. Sure enough, there were no adults in the house, only Sun Liugen and his little sister were playing with mud in the yard, but the oil bottle was not together.

Cao Fugui frowned, a little strange, Tuoyouping was five or six years old, he was thin and young and couldn't do any heavy work, did he go up the mountain to cut firewood?Could it be that Sun Guangzong was beaten half to death?

Quietly tiptoeing into a few houses with thatched roofs made of mud bricks, it was so dark that it was impossible to see clearly. , the bottom is built of chaotic stones, and it is impossible to install large windows. It is dark in the daytime without lights.

If a person is in the house, he will definitely not be allowed to live in the main house according to the harsh behavior of that Mrs. Yao of the Sun family. There are only a few rooms in his house, so he will only be in the stove and woodshed...

Cao Fugui shuddered, and suddenly remembered the firewood house in his dream, the blood-stained firewood sticks, the bloodstains dragging on the ground...

No, can't you?An indescribable anxiety and fear welled up in his heart, if it was really because he snatched a finger and killed the child, he couldn't afford it.

Pooh!God knows what kind of messy "ghost" dream it was that made me sleepy all night.He was frightened and confused by the dream. How can there be any reason why other people's experiences will appear in his dream?

Several thoughts passed through his mind, but he was still worried. Cao Fugui hid Sun Liugen's plague boy, then tiptoed into the Sun's yard, and quietly walked along the wall to the bottom of a few dilapidated houses next to him.

The stove was in a mess, a bunch of scattered firewood was piled up in one corner, the stove was blackened, a few pieces of the yellow mud fell off, there was no iron pot on the stove, and a pottery was burnt black and had a big hole. Canisters are on top.The floor of the kitchen was covered with grass clippings and plaster, and it was extremely dirty. It was a small room with no one at all.Next door is a firewood hut connected with the stove. There is a door opening between the two rooms. A few thick firewood blocks the door opening, making it impossible to see clearly inside.

Cao Fugui glanced inside, didn't bother his eyes anymore, turned around to the door of the firewood house, there was a broken door, the door was closed tightly, and a thick vine was twisted on the one-eyed door knocker to lock the door from the outside .The Sun family is so poor that they are naked, what kind of treasure can this dilapidated firewood house hide?Even if there are thieves who are too lazy to steal, such a locking method may prevent the people inside from running away.

Cao Fugui glanced left and right, then leaned on the door panel to listen, but he didn't hear any big movement, but there was a faint panting sound like a bellows.

The oil bottle is probably closed inside.

He didn't even think about the question of whether to go in or not, he twisted it twice with his hands, and the cane was unscrewed, life is at stake!In order to understand why he had so many nightmares, if prying Captain Stone's house worked, he would have been able to pry it, not to mention that the Sun's house is not a lock at all.

Small half of the room was piled with fine firewood, and the firewood in the corner was scattered in a mess, with a thin figure crouching on top of it.

Cao Fugui tiptoed forward, glanced at the hut that Rhubarb didn't even bother to live in with distaste, pulled the man's skinny shoulders, and gently turned him away.

"Damn! It was a bit hard!" Startled by the child's miserable appearance, he blurted out in alarm, and quickly shut up.

Tuyouping's nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and his cheeks were flushed, which made his originally thin face with high cheekbones look "fat". His eyes were closed tightly, and the lower part of his nose and half of his face were stained with coagulated blood.The child was wearing a torn jacket that was so dirty that the original color could not be seen. It was unknown when it was an "antique".Hands and feet protruded from the short ragged jacket and trousers, like a few blackened reed sticks, frighteningly thin.

Cao Fugui frowned, stretched out his hand and tried it under the nose of the oil bottle, he was panting heavily with a fiery breath, it was because of the severe beating, the wound was exogenous, and he was confused - the gang of brothers he ganged up with, three There are fights and injuries at both ends of the day, and this kind of appearance is common.The Cao family is also a poor farmer, but he was protected and pampered by his grandma since he was a child. He has never been beaten severely. Terrible.

Cao Fugui swallowed his saliva, feeling a little numb for a moment, he didn't know if he would be stupid after being burned like this, how could he ask the origin of the finger puller?

"His mother has a leg!"

Cao Fugui cursed bitterly, that kid Sun Guangzong is really nothing, he can handle such a young child!As for the incident that he himself kicked a child aside to grab a finger, could this kind of fight with the child be considered a problem?

It is common for people in the village to discipline their children and beat them several times. For thousands of years, they have paid attention to producing filial sons under sticks. If a father beats his son, even if he is only a stepfather, no one else can control him. As long as the son is not beaten to death, he will be severely decapitated. Ken took care of it, and it was just a few words of persuasion, but in the end, he let the child get his father to beat him even harder.There are also stepmothers in the village who beat the first-born child. Some kind-hearted people can't see it. They persuaded a few more words, and the stepmother shouted a word and said that the person was deflated-Nongjie has a good conscience, take it back and raise it!

These days, no matter how good the conscience is, the first few mouths in the house can't be blurred, and there is no food left over to feed other people's children.

Cao Fugui frowned, he couldn't do anything for a while, shook his head, and quietly exited the firewood house and left the Sun's house.The person is gone, somehow, the half-dead look of that oil bottle always appears in my mind.

"Bah! Grandpa owed you in his previous life."

He cursed secretly, wondering where to get some wound medicine, saving one's life is better than building a seven-level pagoda, and besides, he probably had to rely on this unlucky boy to find clues to solve his nightmare!

When the mind settled down, Cao Fugui felt refreshed immediately, and felt that his virtues were profound, and he repaid grievances with virtue.