That day, the eldest son of the Liu family sent Qian Zhiyi to the town health center, but was told that he couldn't see it and had to wait until the next day to go to the county hospital.
Qian Zhiyi could only ask the doctor to perform simple treatment first, but Bai Xiaohua was sent in without any fixation.
It was a chaotic time and the doctors were busy delivering babies, so they had no time to take care of him.
After finally making it to the next day, Qian Zhiyi rushed the Liu family boss to take him to the county hospital. As a result, the two of them met Wu Mengting at the entrance of the health center.
The boss of the Liu family was kind enough. After putting the two of them in the car, he rode his bicycle back to Shanghe Village.
With Qian Zhiyi in hand, he had no choice but to rely on Wu Mengting.
After a lot of trouble, the two finally arrived at the county hospital. Wu Mengting needed someone to take care of everything. She didn't know the hospital's procedures. After struggling for a long time, Qian Zhiyi finally got a doctor.
Qian Zhiyi wanted to stay a few more days, but the doctor didn't agree. He put a plaster on him and urged him to leave the hospital, saying that he could just go home and nurse his broken leg, and he couldn't take up public resources.
Wu Mengting also secretly went to the courtyard. Uncle Qian had already left. The courtyard didn't know what happened. Even the door was broken. Wu Mengting was so scared that she left quickly.
The two had no choice but to find a way out, so they had to return to Shanghe Village.
The other educated youths all took family leave and returned to their hometowns. No one lived there for a few days, and the educated youth center was even deserted.
Wu Mengting struggled to help Qian Zhiyi lie down on the bed. After doing all this, she couldn't help but gasp for air, and her body became weak from exhaustion.
When Qian Zhi saw this, he knew that during the period of his injury, he could only rely on Wu Mengting to take care of him. He said softly: "Mengting, you have worked hard these days. If it weren't for your caring care, I really don't know what to do. ."
When Wu Mengting heard this, she immediately smiled: "Brother Zhiyi, there is no need to talk about this between us."
Qian Zhiyi stretched out his hand to hold her hand and said, "Mengting, fortunately you are here."
Wu Mengting's eyes flashed, and she knew that her secret tracking and taking the map was over. She smiled and leaned into his arms, and said softly: "I did this willingly, who made me like you."
Qian Zhiyi's eyes warmed up after hearing this, and he gently stroked her long hair: "Although life is full of troubles and we have fallen into this hellish place, as long as we are still together, I am not afraid of anything."
Wu Mengting looked at him hesitantly, wanting to ask about the map, but she was afraid Qian Zhiyi would be angry.
Qian Zhiyi took the initiative and said, "Meng Ting, you also saw that map, right?"
"Brother Zhiyi, I didn't mean it. You fainted at that time. I just wanted to put it away first and return it to you when you wake up."
"Don't worry, I believe you." Qian Zhiyi lowered his eyes slightly, with a gentle expression, "It's my fault, I shouldn't hide it from you."
"Actually, I don't want to hide it from you. It's just that this matter is of great importance. My father and third uncle have explained it many times, and I don't dare to go against their wishes. Meng Ting, I believe you can understand me, right?"
What else could Wu Mengting do? She could only grit her teeth and say, "I understand you."
"Brother Zhiyi, Meng Ting knows in her heart that no matter what you do, you will never harm me."
Seeing that she was still gentle and considerate, Qian Zhiyi was satisfied and put his arms around Wu Mengting: "Thank you for understanding me, Mengting, please rest assured that when I succeed, I will definitely take you out of the sea of suffering."
Wu Mengting's heart skipped a beat and she became more gentle: "Why do you say this? I take care of you just because I like you."
Although they all have their own agendas, they are actually in harmony.
The two people cuddled together, looking extremely warm, but they didn't know that everything they longed for in their hearts was destined to be hopeless.
With the suspension of work and production, the production team's New Year atmosphere is getting stronger and stronger.
There has been a lot of trouble in the past few years. At the mobilization meeting at the end of the year, the old Liu strongly advocated the elimination of feudal superstitions. Many customs at the end of the year were also forced to be reduced. Worshiping the kitchen god and ancestors and burning paper are definitely not possible now.
But no one cares about cleaning the house and preparing the New Year's Eve dinner.
This year, the old Gu family has two workers, and the production team has been allocated a lot of meat, rice and noodles. Starting from the 28th of the new year, the Gu family brothers and sisters have rolled up their sleeves and started preparing delicious food.
Gu Mingdong specially prepared a large pot of vegetable oil, which together with Gu Laoer's, was enough to last at home for a long time.
With Gu Mingdong's insistence, Gu Mingnan's encouragement, and Gu Sanmei's persuasion, Gu Simei finally relented and made fried snacks.
On New Year's Eve, she specially wiped the iron pot clean so that no water was left. After drying it, she poured half a pot of vegetable oil into it.
Fried meatballs, fried lotus root, fried eggplant boxes, fried spring rolls, fried twists, and the last bit of oil that was left was used by Gu Simei carefully to fry the fish fillets.
The aroma of frying wafts far away, and the smell of meat is so tempting.
Fortunately, it was New Year's Eve, and every household was willing to put down the oil pan and eat pork, but not many people paid attention to the rich aroma.
Stacks of fried food filled the plate, and even Gu Mingdong felt that his taste buds were widening.
Gu Mingnan couldn't help but stretched out his hand, pinched a croquette and stuffed it into his mouth, screaming that it was hot and delicious.
Gu Sanmei glared at him, but took three meatballs and distributed them to the children. Gu Liangxing looked like Gu Mingnan's biological son, and his eating posture was exactly the same.
Gu Liangchen was patient and put the meatballs in a bowl to eat while they were cold.
Gu Yun looked at the croquettes with some trepidation, swallowing but did not make a move.
Gu Mingdong knew her little thoughts, reached out and touched her head, and said: "Eat, dad will give it to you after you finish."
Gu Yun looked up at him and understood immediately when she saw him making a gesture, and then started to eat with small mouthfuls.
After Gu Liangxing finished eating, he looked at the rest eagerly: "Third aunt, can I have another piece?"
Gu Sanmei refused coldly, and swatted away the hand that Gu Laoer secretly extended: "No, if you eat any more, you will be full. We will have the New Year's Eve dinner later."
"The croquettes have to be freshly fried to be delicious." Gu Mingnan muttered unhappily.
Gu Simei pursed her lips and smiled, then simply took out some of the fried food and handed it to Gu Mingnan.
Before Gu Mingnan could be happy, he heard his sister telling him: "Send it to your third uncle's house."
During the New Year's Eve, their family was having a difficult time, and sometimes they couldn't even afford meat. But for the New Year's Eve dinner, Uncle Gu would always bring a bowl of meat.
When Gu Mingnan heard this, he smiled and said, "Okay, I'll see him off. Ah Xing and Ah Chen, will you follow me?"
"I'm not going, I want to watch the three aunts and four aunts making croquettes." Gu Liangxing firmly refused.
Gu Liangchen hadn't finished his meatballs yet. He knew that if he left, his brother would definitely come over to eat, so he shook his head firmly.
Gu Mingnan had to go alone.
After he left, Gu Sanmei couldn't help but smile and said: "Thankfully we took him away, otherwise he could eat as much as we bombed."
Gu Mingdong smiled and said, "Then fry more, and you won't be able to eat anymore when you're full."
Gu Simei was feeling distressed about the big pot of oil. When she heard this, she said: "The fried food is delicious, but it consumes oil. If we use so much oil for cooking, we can eat it for a month."
"It's okay. Brother, I'll buy some when I'm done." Gu Mingdong also thought the fried food was delicious, especially the fried twists made by Gu Simei. Floors.
"This twist is pretty good. You can keep the twist for a long time. Please fry more to eat during the Chinese New Year."
Gu Simei smiled and said, "That's not true. It contains oil, sugar and white flour. How can it not be delicious?"
"If brother likes to eat, I will make more and eat slowly." Although she felt distressed, Gu Simei still made some more.
Seeing that they were all busy, Gu Mingdong found a bag and put a few pieces of croquettes, fried lotus root, and fried eggplant in it, adding a little bit of each item. If it was Gu Mingnan, the two sisters would definitely ask, but this time He pretended not to see him at all.
After Gu Mingdong turned around and went out, Gu Sanmei asked gossipingly: "Who is the elder brother going to give it to? Isn't it possible that he has taken a fancy to another sister-in-law?"
Gu Liangxing glanced at Gu Yun, who lowered her head and gnawed the meatballs desperately.
Gu Simei said, "I'm usually at home and haven't heard anything."
"Then he takes the things with him wherever he goes. He definitely doesn't want to eat alone behind our backs." Gu Sanmei was puzzled.
Gu Mingdong left late, but came back before Gu Mingnan, but his hands were empty and the bag disappeared.
Gu Sanmei winked at her sister.
At this moment, Gu Mingnan also came back. He knew nothing about what happened just now, and shouted: "The third uncle and the third aunt are very happy, and they asked me to bring back a bowl of meat."
Gu Sanmei glanced at the braised pork: "It looks like Third Aunt's craftsmanship. They have a large family, so they definitely won't have enough meat to eat. Third Uncle is too polite."
"I said no, but the third aunt insisted on giving it, and she was still angry if I didn't take it." Gu Mingnan leaned against the earthen stove and took another bite of the small twist.
Gu Sanmei said: "In the past, the third uncle wanted to give it, but the third aunt stopped him, but now it's the other way around."
Gu Mingnan said: "What our family is like now is what it was like before. How can it be the same?"
As soon as he said this, several people were stunned.
The four brothers and sisters of the old Gu family have all lived through hard times and have seen others look down upon them. When their family was in the most difficult time, except for Uncle Gu, even Third Aunt Gu and his two cousins were indifferent to them. .
But now things are getting better at home, and relatives suddenly become kind-hearted and affectionate towards them.
Although they are all relatives, sometimes they feel uncomfortable when thinking about them.
Human relationships are cold and warm, and the world is hot and cold, but that's all.
Seeing their complicated expressions, Gu Mingdong said: "It's human nature, don't look for trouble."
"That's right. Let's eat the meat if there's any. What else do you want to do?" Gu Mingnan shrugged and took the fried meatballs out.
The second brother Gu is very open-minded. In the past, his third aunt spoke in a shady and weird way, so he wouldn't talk to her. Now that she is warm and generous, he will continue to talk to her, as long as he understands in his heart.
The Gu sisters looked at each other and felt that there was no need to think too much, otherwise they would be in a bad mood. They knew deep down in their hearts that there were many icings on the cake in this world and few helpers in times of need.
The small episode passed by in a flash, but the sumptuous New Year's Eve dinner for Lao Gu's family had just begun.
On the other side, Zheng Tong didn't expect that Gu Mingdong could bring him fried food.
However, when he thought that Gu Mingdong had recently sent him more and more words to translate, it seemed that his mind had changed, and he would ask him about some metaphysical things from time to time. He seemed to be interested in learning, so Zheng Tong felt at ease and regarded it as a disciple. It's a gift.
What made him even happier in his heart was that the old Gu family was in good condition and could give him some, so Xiao Yun'er would definitely be able to eat it too.
With this in mind, Zheng Tong hummed a little tune and walked back.
The smell of meat filled the air everywhere in the production team, but it made the three people in the thatched house ravenous.
Compared to the more difficult situation in other places, Shanghe Village is not too harsh on them, but they still don't have enough food and clothing. After a year of hard work, most of what they get is coarse grains and old rice, and they don't even think about meat. think.
In less than a year since they came here, Wu Wei and his wife looked much older. Looking at it now, no one would have thought that they were both university professors with poetry and books in their belly.
New Year's Eve is always special. Wu Wei and his wife tried their best to make something richer, but conditions were limited. In the end, they had to cook white rice and two more vegetables, one cabbage, one radish, and a little starch. nothing.
Just like that, Wu Xuanxuan pretended to be surprised and happy: "Wow, today's New Year's Eve dinner is so rich, it makes me greedy."
Wu Wei and Zhou Zijin looked at their daughter trying to comfort them with a smile, and they both smiled: "If you like you, eat more. Come on, come on, eat some rice. Today's rice is steamed."
At this moment, Old Man Zheng from next door came back, smelling of meat.
The three of them looked at him in unison.
Zheng Tong chuckled and put the bag on the table. When he unfolded it, the explosives inside were exposed. Wu Xuanxuan swallowed subconsciously, but her tutor told her not to reach out.
Zheng Tong took the initiative to invite: "On New Year's Eve, it's too lonely to have New Year's Eve dinner alone, let's share a share."
The Wu family of three only had rice and vegetables, but Zheng Tong had meat. It was obvious at a glance that they had taken advantage of it.
Wu Wei subconsciously wanted to refuse, but Zhou Zijin tugged at his sleeve. Looking at his daughter's appearance, he suddenly remembered that the child had not eaten meat for more than a year.
Looking at his daughter's skinny cheeks, Wu Wei's heart ached as if he had been pricked by a needle.
Wu Wei gritted his teeth and said: "Old man, then we will be shameless."
Zhou Zijin had already stood up and helped him get bowls and chopsticks, and also filled a bowl full of white rice: "Old man, please sit down and eat together."
Zheng Tong didn't show any politeness to them, he just ate white rice and fried food very happily.
The Wu family only shared one croquette to taste and left the rest untouched for their daughter and Zheng Tong to eat.
Wu Xuanxuan wanted to be reserved, but as soon as she tasted the smell of meat, she forgot all about it. She ate without raising her head and ate as much as she could if it smelled like meat. Even the boiled vegetables and radishes became more delicious, until she had eaten all the food. Clean, she wiped her mouth sheepishly.
After such a meal, the relationship between the four people in the thatched house became more harmonious.
The Wu family and his wife were a little wary of Zheng Tong. At first, seeing that Zheng Tong was so old, they were afraid that he wouldn't be able to withstand the hard work of the production team, so the couple helped him whenever they could.
But as time passed, they all lived in the same place, and the couple were smart people, so they soon discovered something was wrong.
Wu Xuanxuan was pampered by her parents, who tried not to let her do heavy work. She also lost a lot of weight, but Zheng Tong's face was rosy. If it weren't for the white hair in front of his face, he was usually invisible, and the people in the production team would have been there. Then I realized something was wrong.
The couple observed secretly and knew that Zheng Tong would disappear every once in a while, and he would always bring something to eat and drink when he came back.
Although Zheng Tong was very careful, there were still clues.
The Wu family secretly guessed that Zheng Tong must know someone in the production team, either a friend, or someone who had someone under his thumb, so they gave him precious food.
The Wu family couple couldn't protect themselves, and they didn't want to cause trouble, so they tacitly pretended not to know.
Unexpectedly, on this day, Zheng Tong actually invited them to eat croquettes, fried lotus root that was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, fried eggplant, and even a few small twists for dessert.
Things that had been ignored before became sugar-coated bullets, and the Wu couple couldn't hold back.
Looking at their daughter who was eating deliciously, the Wu couple gritted their teeth. It was worth it even if they were dragged into the water.
Not only did the Dahe Village production team have a bumper harvest, the pigs were also raised well. On New Year's Eve, every household ate meat and welcomed the New Year in a lively manner. I couldn't help but feel grateful to Gu Mingdong, who raised pigs.
Even those who had made up their minds to surrender to Lao Liu felt that it didn't matter who the captain was, but the person who raised the pigs had to be Gu Mingdong. No one else raised pigs so fat.
In such a joyful atmosphere, the only exception was Widow Liu's family.
There are few people working in their family, so the meat and grain they originally received at the end of the year were not much, but the incident involving Bai Xiaohua happened a year ago.
Although Liu Dazhu was so stingy and ruthless that he didn't even give away his wife's coffin, he completely offended the old Liu who finally paid for it.
Like Uncle Gu, Lao Liu would always send some food and drinks to his nephew's house in previous years to prevent their New Year's Eve dinner from being too shabby. Sometimes he even directly invited them over to eat.
But Liu Dazhu, who had been deficient for several years, didn't even mention it. When it was time for the New Year's Eve dinner, he just closed the door, leaving Liu Dazhu in the dark.
In the words of Lao Lao Liu: "My eldest nephew, you are already married and starting a business. I am an uncle who is separated by a generation. There is no need to have New Year's Eve dinner together."
What could Liu Dazhu do? He had always been a bully and fearful of the strong. When Gu Mingdong gave him a cold look and made a move, he didn't dare to continue making trouble, let alone the old Liu with status.
The family returned home dejectedly. Widow Liu sighed and took out the rice, finally finishing a New Year's Eve dinner.
But there was only one bowl of meat, only a few pieces in total. Liu Dazhu had no intention of sharing it with his mother and younger brothers and sisters, so he poured it all into his own bowl.
After eating, he still felt disgusted: "Just a few pieces are not enough to feed the chickens."
Liu Aihua and Liu Xiaozhu looked at their biological mother. What could Widow Liu do? If she had had her way with her eldest son, her life would not be like this.
Especially after Bai Xiaohua's death, Liu Dazhu felt like he was on gunpowder all day long. His temper was worse than before and he got angry easily. Even Widow Liu didn't dare to speak against him.
Widow Liu could only comfort the two younger ones and helped them pick up the vegetables: "Eat the vegetables. It tastes good when you smell the meat."
Liu Aihua and Liu Xiaozhu finished the meal with almost tears in their eyes.
The meal was very unpleasant. Only Liu Dazhu had enough to eat and drink. He threw away the bowl and chopsticks and went into the room to lie down.
If it were just like this, it would be just an ordinary year.
But this night, Wang Mazi felt very uncomfortable being alone, so he thought about his own son, and after thinking about it for a while, he took advantage of the darkness to find him with a bowl of meat.
Widow Liu heard the noise and was startled as soon as she opened the door: "Why are you here? Don't be seen."
"It's Chinese New Year. Everyone is at home. Who will see it?" Wang Mazi said as he tried to squeeze in.
Widow Liu quickly stopped her: "Dazhu is at home. Let's go out and talk if we have anything to say."
Wang Mazi spat when he heard Liu Dazhu's name, and secretly hated him in his heart. This brat was very thieving when he was young. He only took food and drinks from him, and he still despised him in his heart.
Over the years, Wang Mazi endured it for the sake of his own son, sleeping with other people's mothers, and even gave birth to a baby secretly.
But as Liu Dazhu grew up, his appearance became increasingly rare, and his things were simply feeding the dogs.
Especially after Wang Mazi came back after his transformation, Liu Dazhu's nose was not a nose, and his eyes were not eyes. He didn't take him seriously at all, and strictly ordered him not to come over, otherwise he would beat Li Xiaozhu once he saw him.
Wang Mazi was old, no match for the young and strong Liu Dazhu, and worried about Liu Xiaozhu, so he could only knock out his teeth and swallow his blood.
At this moment, he was also itching with hatred, but thinking about New Year's Eve, he didn't insist on it: "Forget it, I won't go in. You can give this meat to Xiaozhu, don't let my son starve."
Widow Liu's face darkened, then she forced a smile: "I know, your son will still be hungry for the New Year's Eve dinner."
Wang Mazi chuckled, turned around and left.
Widow Liu looked at his back and lamented in her heart that Wang Mazi was not good at other things and even beat his wife, but she really had nothing to say to Liu Xiaozhu.
She hesitated for a moment, but did not tell Liu Dazhu. She carried the bowl of meat into the room of her youngest daughter and son, and secretly woke them up.
"Meat!" the two children shouted in surprise.
"Shh, keep your voice down." Widow Liu whispered, "Eat, today is New Year's Eve, you need to eat some meat to grow up."
The two children didn't use chopsticks and started devouring it with their hands. Widow Liu had to persuade them to eat slowly, which was very sad.
Liu Aihua thought for a while, raised her head and said, "Mom, you eat too."
"Mom, you're not hungry, you can eat." Widow Liu was also greedy, but she didn't want this bite for the sake of her child.
The two children were so full of speed that they were reluctant to eat the last piece of meat. They wanted to taste more of the meat. They almost forgot what meat tasted like.
Who knew that at this moment, Liu Dazhu suddenly rushed in.
When he saw clearly what they were doing, Liu Dazhu roared: "Okay, you actually eat meat behind my back."
Widow Liu was shocked and quickly explained: "No, Dazhu, someone gave this to Xiaozhu."
She was hinting to her son that this meat was sent by Wang Mazi.
Liu Dazhu's face turned red and his eyes were bloodshot. Since Bai Xiaohua's death, his life has not become comfortable. Instead, he has nightmares every night and his temper has become worse and worse.
When he saw the mother and son eating meat behind his back, a muscle in Liu Dazhu's head was broken. The black mist entangled him deeper and he lost all his mind.
The anger of being betrayed defeated all Liu Dazhu's reason. He roared and rushed towards his mother and younger siblings.
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