Retired soldier king and his little sweetheart

Tang Huai put down the work in hand, and went with Zhuang Xiaoduo to get corn from the small barn on the second floor.

It is better to use glutinous corn for popcorn, but Zhuang Xiaoduo harvested corn this year and hung it to dry before peeling it. Half the wall is covered with corn cobs.

"Hurry up, let's peel it together." Zhuang Xiaoduo took off a hang, put it in the dustpan, and called Tang Huai to peel it together.

The two peeled a bunch of corn as quickly as possible, which should weigh five or six catties, enough to explode two pots.

Packing them in plastic bags, the two went straight to the dam in the village.

When we arrived, the villagers had already gathered around the small stove with dry firewood, and the popcorn chicken was completely black and covered with soot from this year's burning.

Uncle, who was making popcorn, held a cigarette in one hand and shook the machine familiarly with the other.

"Xiaoduo, you are here." The aunt greeted Zhuang Xiaoduo while sitting under the big willow tree with her granddaughter in her arms, with a snakeskin bag for popcorn under her buttocks.

Zhuang Xiaoduo walked around and lifted the plastic bag in his hand: "Yes, I just peeled the corn."

"This child, how long has it been harvested and hasn't been stripped?"

"They are busy raising pigs now. I went to see them a few days after they were born. There are thousands of pigs. The factory is several times bigger than our village."

"Xiao Duo, is your factory still recruiting people? Your uncle will be back in a few days. Is it possible to let him work in your factory?"

The aunts and aunts under the tree were chattering, and Zhuang Xiaoduo listened distractedly to what they said while looking at the machine, and responded with a hmm.

Tang Huai was standing next to Zhuang Xiaoduo, but obviously everyone's focus was still on his native village grass Zhuang Xiaoduo.

Suddenly an aunt asked loudly: "Xiao Tang, isn't your house a hit?"

When Zhuang Xiaoduo heard someone cue Tang Huai, he quickly turned around and said, "The two of us are together."

He even bumped into Tang Huai secretly.

Several aunts laughed and said that the two bachelors hang out all day long.

"How do you two get married all day long? My daughter-in-law will come back in a few days and ask her to introduce you?"

Zhuang Xiaoduo quickly waved his hands and said no, let's start with his business first.

But after thinking about it, it's not a problem to always refuse like this. These young talents from ten miles and eight villages are about to return to their hometowns, and the Chinese New Year must be a bad battle.

After waiting for an hour, I finally arrived at Xiaoduo Zhuang. Uncle looked at the amount in his bag and said, "I'm afraid you're going to explode. It costs 24 yuan."

"Boom, boom, boom."

Uncle: "Do you want to add sugar?"

Zhuang Xiaoduo said no.He likes to eat the original flavor, but the addition of sugar is not enough, and it doesn't have the creamy caramel taste in the movie theater.

Put the corn kernels into the pot, cover it tightly, put it on the shelf, add the fire slowly, and shake it all the time, otherwise the popcorn that comes out will be heated unevenly, and many of them will not pop out, and they may be mushy.

Zhuang Xiaoduo recorded a video with his mobile phone, and shared it with his mother and a few friends as usual.

Mom responded to the message in seconds, asking him if he wanted to go to Phuket for the New Year.

Because his grandfather was still there before, he would come to celebrate the New Year with him whenever he had time, but he had never been to Phuket Island for the New Year, so he really wanted to take Tang Huai there.

"Xiaoduo, it's about to open." Tang Huai reminded him.

Abor has already taken the pot down, and put the outlet end on the long cloth bag.

"Open--" Abo shouted, pried up the iron cover, and there was a bang, white smoke was everywhere, and a dozen popcorns that were too unrestrained jumped too far and scattered on the ground, and the children cheered and picked them up. Get up and eat it.

Zhuang Xiaoduo also picked up two, blew them carelessly, and handed them to Tang Huai's mouth: "Try to see if it's delicious."

Tang Huai smiled secretly, opened his mouth to eat.

The two returned home with a large bag of popcorn. Before leaving, the uncles reminded them to get up early tomorrow morning and have a poop.

Zhuang Xiaoduo put a lot in his pocket, the freshly cooked ones are extraordinarily sweet.

When I was young, there would be people who made rice bubbles, but I haven’t seen them this year.

The two went home to marinate the pork, because Zhuang Xiaoduo said he likes to eat sausages, and Bao Ge specially left him the casings and asked them to bring them back and feed them by themselves.

Half fat and thin, cut into small pieces, mix well and pour them into the intestines, and then bake them with bacon.

Both of them were a little tired of the pig-killing rice at noon, so they cooked a big pot of noodles at night.

"My mother wants us to go to Phuket for the New Year, do you want to go?" Zhuang Xiaoduo raised his head from the big bowl and asked.

Tang Huai: "Do you want to go?"

Zhuang Xiaoduo thought about it: "I really want to go. I suddenly feel that a lot of things have happened this year, so I'm so tired. I can go and play wildly for a few days."

"Then go."

Zhuang Xiaoduo took out his mobile phone and looked at the schedule: "There are two banquets in the village during the Chinese New Year, both of which are for marrying daughters. After the banquet, it will be the Lantern Festival. The expected date of the second batch of piglets will be in those few days. We will go after the birth. "

After the Lantern Festival is Valentine's Day, Zhuang Xiaoduo is secretly happy that he can spend Valentine's Day with Tang Huai in Phuket Island, seaside roads, white water beaches, and candlelight dinners.

Looking forward to the high temperature at that time, you can dive.

"Are you so happy?" Tang Huai tilted her head and stared at Zhuang Xiaoduo.

"happy!"

Tang Huai couldn't help laughing too, Valentine's Day is after the Lantern Festival, so you can prepare a surprise for him.

Although Zhuang Xiaoduo never said these things, but he is innocent and romantic, and he must like the so-called sense of ritual. He is like a boring gourd all day long, and he must have wronged him.

It is always easier to sleep in winter, and the morning dawns late.

Zhuang Xiaoduo and Tang Huai hugged each other and slept soundly, when they were woken up by the sound of knocking on the window.

Zhuang Xiaoduo somehow fell asleep next to the bed, got up trembling and opened the window a crack.

"Brother Health, what's the matter?" He exclaimed without opening his eyes.

"It's time to make a poop, my mother is steaming glutinous rice, get up quickly." Seeing his confused look, Kang Jian quickly opened the window and put his cold hands on his face.

"Hahaha, are you awake, I..."

Brother Jianjian and Tang Huai, who was half-naked on the bed, met each other's eyes, and were so embarrassed that they froze in mid-air.

"I... went to clean the stone trough, hurry up."

Zhuang Xiaoduo opened his mouth to explain, but found that there was no way to explain, and brother Jiankang also ran away.

He closed the window and drew the curtains, and got into bed.

Tang Huai sighed helplessly, and gently stroked his back: "It's okay, I'll explain to him later, just say—"

"Say we're together," Zhuang Xiaoduo raised his head and kissed Tang Huai's chin: "It's the truth, and it's impossible to keep it a secret for the rest of our lives. It's annoying to think that we are introduced every day by brothers."

"Okay," Tang Huai agreed, looking down at Zhuang Xiaoduo's expression, "Why are you unhappy?"

Zhuang Xiaoduo was worried: "What if they can't accept it and say we are crazy?"

The environment in the countryside is not so relaxed. Most people have almost zero awareness of same-sex love. Zhuang Xiaoduo can't help but think of Yan Wenxiang and his lover.

If he hadn't returned to the countryside, he wouldn't have been scolded so harshly.

After washing up, go to the stove of the third aunt's house opposite the door to check the situation.

Because Zhuang Xiaoduo and Tang Huai's big stoves have not been used for a long time, and they don't get angry very much, they all put them in the third aunt's house to steam together.

Just as the first retort was about to be steamed, the third aunt was poking holes in the glutinous rice with chopsticks to test its hardness. Seeing Zhuang Xiaoduo coming, she picked out a large chopstick and put it in the bowl.

"Eat some for breakfast, the sugar is on the table."

This pot steams red beans and glutinous rice. The red beans and glutinous rice are soaked overnight in advance. They are soft and fragrant. Zhuang Xiaoduo tested the temperature with his hands, spread them out in his hands, poured some sugar into them, and formed them into balls randomly. Two rice balls, one for Tang Huai.

This is a common breakfast in the Yunnan-Guizhou area. Zhuang Xiaoduo took a big bite, and his eyes were bent with satisfaction. He said to Tang Huai, "Before I went to college, the most common breakfast I ate was glutinous rice besides rice noodles. Is it delicious?"

Tang Huai nodded, and he wiped out the rice ball the size of a fist in two or three bites. The third aunt saw it and laughed at him while serving him a bowl.

"Mom! Are you ready? The stone trough has been cleaned." Kang Jian shouted and walked in, seeing Zhuang Xiaoduo and Tang Huai eating glutinous rice by the stove, he couldn't help being stunned for a moment.

"Brother, that me..."

Brother Jiankang pretended to punch him on the shoulder: "Hurry up and eat, it will be hard work later!"

Zhuang Xiaoduo and Tang Huai looked at each other, and followed out while eating glutinous rice dumplings.

Hand-beating has always been the work of young and middle-aged people in the village. First, scald the stone trough with hot water, spread a thin layer of oil on the surface, pour a steamer of glutinous rice into it, and Tang Huai lifts up a big wooden stick to beat it. He hammered down hard.

People from several families gathered together to cheer Tang Huai and another brother, hey and hey, the birds on the dead branches flew away in fright.

The two strongest people were hammering glutinous rice cakes hard, and Zhuang Xiaoduo, who had thin arms and legs, could only serve as a reserve. He stood with Brother Jiankang, thinking about what to tell him.

"Xiao Duo." Brother Jianjian spoke first: "Brother asked you something, you have to tell me honestly."

Zhuang Xiaoduo was stunned and said, "Oh, good."

"Is that the relationship between you and Tang Huai? Although it's okay for brothers to live together, but you both sleep naked together, I think ordinary brothers can't reach this level."

"Well, actually, I've always liked men." Zhuang Xiaoduo confessed frankly after being able to hide from the first day of the junior high school but not the fifteenth day.

Brother Jiankang raised his eyebrows and clicked his tongue: "Always? Then when I was young, I gave you..."

He thought that since he was a child, he had played with Zhuang Xiaoduo like an old mother. When he was a child, Xiaoduo was plump, white and tender, and would often slap him on the face when he had nothing to do.

"So young, who would understand!" Zhuang Xiaoduo smiled wryly.

"But you probably don't like me either. Look at Tang Huai, you should like muscular men," Brother Health analyzed.

Zhuang Xiaoduo wailed in his heart, why did he talk about what type he likes again, what kind of idea does Brother Jianjian think, does he think they are abnormal?

"Yesterday, after you all packed the buns and came home, I heard those aunts talking about you."

"What are you talking about?" Zhuang Xiaoduo was worried.

Brother Jiankang took out a cigarette and lit it, and took a puff fascinated: "It means that you two don't ask for a wife, two big men stick together all day, and then a grandma said, 'There is such a thing at my mother's house. , the two women got divorced, they didn’t have children and they didn’t get married anymore, so they lived together and opened a small restaurant to live well.”

Zhuang Xiaoduo: "Really? They don't think it's abnormal?"

"I didn't say that, but you said that you are the only son in your family, and you will have to cut off your children and grandchildren. What will happen to your grandfather."

Zhuang Xiaoduo's eyes were blank. He never told his grandfather about his liking for men. Although his grandfather never urged him, he always mentioned that he wanted to hug his great-grandson.

Brother Jiankang saw that he was depressed all of a sudden, so he quickly found a topic: "It's not necessarily true. I see that many places say that surrogacy is possible. You can spend some money to find someone else to have two babies."

"Surrogacy is illegal!!" Zhuang Xiaoduo said angrily.

Brother Health: "If the woman is willing, the cooperation between the two parties will also break the law?"

Zhuang Xiaoduo gritted his teeth: "It's against the law! And from a humanitarian point of view."

Before Zhuang Xiaoduo could finish his sentence, he was dragged over by his aunt: "Xiao Duo is healthy! Stop chatting, you guys will go!"

"Oh, oh, oh," Brother Jianjian threw the cigarette, and the two of them took the heavy stick, falling together with the rhythm of everyone's mouth.

The glutinous rice in the stone trough has been beaten into cakes, but it is not very fine. This state is when it is sticky. Zhuang Xiaoduo pushed down with a stick, and it was very difficult to lift it up.

Everyone laughed at him, Zhuang Xiaoduo looked back at Tang Huai.

Tang Huai was so hot that he took off his coat and only wore a sweater with the sleeves rolled up to his arms, and he was laughing at him with his hips crossed, smiling dotingly at his little wife who couldn't take care of herself.

Brother Jianjian is bigger than Zhuang Xiaoduoli, but he is short and not relaxed. He gasped and asked, "You just said, what happened to humanitarianism?"

Zhuang Xiaoduo began to feel overwhelmed: "I just think... From a humanitarian point of view, it's time for our village to buy an electric machine, huh."

The author has something to say: 47 days have passed since Chinese New Year, thinking about it, thinking about it, thinking about it...