Splendid peasant girl busy farming

At the same dinner time, other families in Yuqian Village gathered together to eat dinner and chat.

At Damao's house.

A dim soybean oil lamp was lit on the table. Next to the oil lamp was a large wave of white corn porridge, and a few dark buckwheat buns beside it.

Yu Da Mao's wife, Mrs. Yu, picked up a buckwheat steamed bun and stuffed it into Yu Da Mao's hand: "You are the strongest worker in the family. The family depends on you for meals. Please eat one more buckwheat steamed bun."

"Mom, everyone eats it."

Yu Damao raised his head and looked around the room. His wife and Mrs. Yu were sitting in the main seat, and he was sitting in the second seat. Next to him on the captain's chair were his eldest sister who was driven back to her parents' home as a widow. She was still twenty-three or four years old. The unmarried middle sister with some brain problems.

Then there is his mother-in-law, as well as the three daughters and a son that her mother-in-law gave him.

The family ate the night supper with the humble food on the table, bitter buckwheat steamed buns, but in the eyes of several children, it was a luxurious delicacy that they could not eat with open stomachs...

Yu Damao broke the buckwheat buns into several pieces and put them into the bowls of several children.

Yu Da Mao's mother saw this and curled her lips: "Da Mao, if you ask me, I shouldn't have obeyed Li Zheng's instructions today."

"It's freezing cold here. Why don't you squat in the warm fire barrel and go outside to help others work for nothing?"

Hearing Yu Lao Niang's words, Yu Damao just smiled: "Mom, I can't stay idle at home. There is only a fire barrel at home, and you ladies can't even get over it!"

"Even if you can't stay idle, then you can find some work at home, shovel the snow in the yard, remove the snow on the roof, you have a lot to do, why bother turning the porridge you drank into Are you wasting your energy on others?"

"Mom, I have a lot of strength, it'll be okay."

"What? You have that extra strength, you can use it on your mother-in-law's belly for good, and let me have another grandson next year!"

"Why are you so stupid that you have to shovel snow for nothing? Don't go!"

"Mom, you agreed to something, why don't you go?"

"What's wrong? Tomorrow Yu Zhong will come home to call for help. Just lie in bed and pretend to be sick. I'll take care of it!"

"Mom, don't be like that. It's not a manly man to not believe what you say..."

"You're stupid!" Mrs. Yu hit Yu Da Mao on the head with a chopstick.

"Look at our family. The seven or eight people in our family are all eating. The whole family is made up of women and children. You are the only one who works hard!"

"If something goes wrong if you go out to work in this freezing cold weather, how will your family survive next year?"

"Mom, I'm a tough guy, I'm not that fragile!"

"It's hard to say. It's very cold today, and you have to spend money to take medicine if you're sick."

"Mom, this is for your own good and the good of this family. It won't be a big deal if you break your promise. If something happens to you, can he, Yu Zhongli, be able to afford our family?"

In one sentence, Yu Damao was directly asked.

He looked at the eldest sister, second sister, mother-in-law, and several sallow-looking children in front of him.

After struggling for a while, he nodded helplessly: "Okay! Hey!"

Conversations like this at Da Mao's house were being held in several other households tonight.

These seven or eight households were all the ones that Yu Zhong had visited door to door in the afternoon and had agreed to shovel the snow tomorrow when it stopped snowing.

Similar conversations are taking place, but the reasons are different. However, among these seven or eight households, three or four households have not changed their minds.

Moreover, even if the parties involved in these three or four households were unwilling to change their minds at the last minute, the family members had different opinions, and not all of them passed unanimously.

In short, in this atmosphere, Li Zheng and Yu Zhong visited these people's houses again after dinner.

The first person Yu Zhong came to was Yu Damao's house. No reason, because he was also the first one to come to Yu Damao this afternoon to talk about shoveling snow. The reason was that Yu Damao and Yu Zhong had the same surname, and they were cousins.

Cousins, members of my own family, are definitely easier to talk to than others.

Moreover, when Yu Zhong came over to talk about this in the afternoon, he met Yu Damao at the gate of the yard who was coming back from going to the toilet. He mentioned it and Yu Damao nodded immediately.

So after dinner tonight, Yu Zhong got the good news from Yang Huazhong and Da'an, and was the first to come to Yu Da Mao's house overnight to tell them.

As a result, when he opened the door twice outside the yard, Madam Yu's voice came from inside.

"Which one?"

"It's me, I'm Yu Zhong. I came here to see Damao for something."

"what?"

After this ah, there was no further text.

Yu Zhong stood at the door of the yard, with knee-deep snow under his feet. After waiting for a while, the sound of crunching snow came from inside.

The voice came towards the courtyard door and opened it.

The person who opened the door was Mrs. Yu Da Mao. The woman stretched her head and saw Yu Zhong, and was stunned for a moment, "Is it the eldest brother? It's so late. What's going on?"

Yu Zhong was a little annoyed at this woman for leaving him outside for a while, but now he saw that she was just sticking out her head and looking at him with a pair of lifeless fish eyes, asking questions, but there were people at her feet. There is no intention of letting people in.

"This is a matter for men. I'll just tell Da Mao."

Yu Zhong showed his upright dignity, pushed open the courtyard door and entered Yu Damao's house.

"Da Mao, Da Mao, what are you doing?"

Yu Zhong called Yu Damao's name and strode towards the main room.

It was still relatively early at this time, and many people were still having dinner, or had just eaten.

It should be a while before going to bed, so Yu Zhong is not worried about waking up the sleeping children and adults.

As soon as I entered the main room of Da Mao's family, I saw two cousins ​​in the main room. One was a widow and was kicked back to her parents' home, and the other was unable to get married because of some mental problems. The two cousins ​​and several nieces were surrounding the table. Doing needlework with an oil lamp that is fainter than a will-o'-the-wisp.

Seeing Yu Zhong come in, they all panicked.

He even looked a little guilty.

Except for the cousin who barely managed a smile and said hello to Zhong, everyone else had their heads buried and pretended to be sewing, not daring to talk to Yu Zhong.

Yu Zhong didn't care about this, because the person he was looking for was Yu Damao, the head of the family.

"Where's Da Mao?"

"Shhhhhh! Keep it down."

Old Mrs. Yu tiptoed out of the east room, holding a black bowl in her hand. I didn't know what was in the bowl, but it gave off a bitter smell of medicine.

"Mom, I'm looking for Da Mao. Is he at home?"

Old Mrs. Yu said to Yu Zhong with a sad face: "At home, before I finished the bowl of porridge, I started to get nervous and couldn't sit still."

"I got him some herbal medicine and let him drink it to make him sweat. Let's see how things go tomorrow!"

"What? Something's wrong? Let me take a look!"

Yu Zhongxin was anxious and was about to enter the east room, but was stopped by Mrs. Yu at the door.