Upon hearing it, everyone at the front door focused their attention here, and then they found that Yang Dongxu had also arrived. Everyone either smiled and nodded, or called out names to say hello.
When he met the senior Yang Dongxu, he also smiled and called someone, and then took out a cigarette from his pocket to disperse the people in the room. The cigarette was naturally not from Daqianmen, but from Yuju. When he was holding Daqianmen just now, he put it in his pocket. I kept a few packs in my pocket just to take them out to give people some cigarettes on such occasions.
Although Xiaowu was given a big front door, he used Yuju's to diffuse cigarette smoke for them. But no one in the room felt that Yang Dongxu looked down on them.
Now everyone in the village knows about joining the army, causing trouble and being beaten by many people. Although some of them went to help, the matter was over by the time they got there.
When Xiaowu and the others saw that Join the Army was being beaten, they went up to him and gave him a beating without saying a word. It was appropriate for Yang Dongxu to express his gratitude by taking out his cigarette. They can only be regarded as people catching up with the end of the excitement, and it is already good to have Yuju sucking at this time.
Talking and laughing, a group of people gathered around and continued to push Pai Gow. There were four people sitting on the four sides of a small table at the end. There were no less than 20 people watching, and from time to time someone would take out a point or two. Pressure the periphery.
Although Yang Dongxu didn't say anything after he arrived, the spectators automatically made room for him, and Xiao Wu and others squeezed in.
After entering, Xiao Wu stopped showing off and put the cigarettes directly into his arms. When Yang Dongxu was dispersing the cigarettes just now, each of them didn't hold back a pack of cigarettes. If he was asked to take out the cigarettes by the front door, he would definitely be reluctant to part with them.
"Look at how stingy you are." Seeing Xiao Wu put the cigarette in his arms, looking like he wouldn't break it up and give it to you no matter what, Sanqiang snorted as he sucked the cigarette.
Several young people from Yinshan had disappointed looks on their faces. The big front door cost them 50 cents a bag, and they had never smoked it before. But soon the top three started cheering and playing Pai Gow, and everyone's attention was attracted again.
Although Yang Dongxu was at the end, no one let him place bets or let him play directly at the table. Even though they knew that Yang Ruxi's family was not short of money, this kid should have two money in his hands because he was studying in Yanjing.
The only reason why he was not allowed to bet was not because Yang Dongxu said that he would definitely play cards, nor because Yang's father had any warning to them. But if the uncles and others knew that they were pulling Yang Dongxu to play cards, no matter how old they were, no matter whether Yang Dongxu won or counted the money, they would definitely not be able to get away with their scolding.
Yang Dongxu went to school in Yanjing, and he is likely to be the only college student in the village in the future. Are you itchy that you uncles want him to gamble at cards?
Therefore, if Yang Dongxu wants to play cards and place bets, the top three and others will certainly not stop him, but they can't help but let him come.
"I have more than 20 cents here. I'll help you buy which one you like." Xiaowu and Yang Dongxu are about the same size, so naturally they don't have the scruples of the top three.
"It's okay, you can just play by yourself, I'll just take a look." Yang Dongxu smiled and shook his head, watching Xiao Wu's hand clattering more than two cents, which were basically one-cent and two-cent coins. He didn't know how long he had saved it. After getting so much money, Yang Dongxu raised his eyebrows, and then looked at the many familiar faces in the room, with a thoughtful look on his face.
Life in Yangjiacun has been much better in the past few years. At least in the past, it had to be eaten with cornmeal or sweet potato noodles. In recent years, it is no problem to eat steamed buns every meal. A small market may seem inconspicuous, and not everyone in the market has built a house to do business, but it has a great influence on the life of the village.
However, this kind of life is very enviable to people from other villages. They all know that the people in Yangjia Village are rich. But in Yang Dongxu's opinion, he was still too poor. In the past, he had to pull Zhou Ya to build a road or something.
He is seventeen this year, and last night he finally explained to his parents that he had made some money from his business. He felt that he should help the village improve the quality of life.
Naturally, this promotion does not involve directly giving out money, and if he really gives out money to make the people in Yangjia Village as rich as inflatables, he is not helping them, but harming them. And maybe some people would call him a fool after receiving the money.
The improvement that Yang Dongxu talks about is of course that it is better to teach people to fish than to teach them how to fish. For example, greenhouse vegetables are now a good choice. Yangjia Village has a large population, and the average land per person is nearly three acres.
It is not difficult for each family to use part of their land to set up a greenhouse test field. Even if they don’t have the technology and don’t make much money at the beginning, it won’t affect their normal life.
Of course, if everything goes well, greenhouse vegetable farming will definitely make money, and it will be much more profitable than farming on land. In addition to greenhouse vegetables, it would also be good to have a pig farm or chicken farm.
The national economy is continuing to recover, and people are getting richer and richer, so the requirements for material life are naturally getting higher and higher. Whether you are doing greenhouse vegetables or breeding, you can still do it ten or twenty years from now. This is a long-term job.
"Xu Zi, Xu Zi..."
Yang Dongxu, whose mind was running rapidly, felt like someone was pushing him.
"What's wrong?" Yang Dongxu woke up from his thoughts for a moment.
"Auntie asked you to go home for dinner. Do you also want to play? How about I give you the money and you do it?" Xiao Wu said in a low voice.
Xuzi stared at the card table from the moment she came in without blinking, which made the top three a little confused a few times when shuffling the cards.
"No, I'm going home for dinner, please take it easy." Yang Dongxu smiled and squeezed out of the crowd without explaining.
"Why are you here?" Yang's mother looked a little unhappy when she saw Yang Dongxu coming out of the crowd.
Although gambling is very common in winter, and Yang’s father would come over to play from time to time, Yang’s mother definitely rejected gambling. In the past, when the family conditions were not good, there were many quarrels over Yang’s father playing cards. .
However, many things in rural areas are compared, whether good or bad. For example, smoking, if others smoke and you don’t smoke, then others will not think that not smoking is a good habit, but will think that your family is too poor to afford cigarettes. .
The same goes for playing cards. People gather in groups and open a card court. They always call you but don't go. As time goes by, others stop calling you and isolate you. Therefore, if a woman always nags her and refuses to let her play cards, a man will not feel that she is doing him a favor, but will feel that he has lost face and been looked down upon.
Therefore, life has gradually improved a lot in the past few years. Yang's father doesn't play cards much whether he wins or loses, and Yang's mother just turns a blind eye. But for my son, I have to open both eyes to prohibit him from gambling.
It’s okay to play a little on New Year’s Eve. After all, other people’s children of this age are mostly playing. Yang Dongxu didn’t play. His son’s face was a little ugly. He couldn’t play at other times.
"Come and see the excitement, I don't have any money with me." Yang Dongxu knew clearly what his mother's temper was, so he walked over and half-pressed his mother's shoulders with his hands and walked out with a smile.
Yang's mother shook her shoulders angrily and glared at her son, but her face looked better than before: "It's not that I don't let you play, it's always bad to play like this."
"I know, let's go quickly. I'm already hungry. What's good for dinner?" My mother's words, 'It's not that I won't let you play, it's not good to play all the time' are directly understood as 'Don't play.' That's absolutely correct.
Otherwise, even if she allows you to play cards on New Year's Eve, if you go, she won't be happy whether you win or lose. But now the unhappiness is not as serious as before, and the most I can do is nag a few words.
If it were Yang Dongxu in his previous life, he would naturally be looking forward to having a good time on New Year's Eve. Now he doesn't have much feelings about gambling. It doesn't matter whether he plays or not. If he wasn't bored at home, he wouldn't Running over here, inhaling secondhand smoke is not good in the first place, let alone inhaling secondhand smoke from a group of people.
Dinner in the countryside is very simple, either noodles or steamed rice porridge with soy beans or something. The Yang family's quality of life has improved in the past two years. They cook two dishes from time to time in the evening and basically see the meat.
During the meal, Yang's father and Yang's mother basically only ate vegetables, leaving meat and other items for Yang Dongxu and the three of them. It was not that the family was short of meat, but that parents were used to leaving all the delicious food to their children. And he kept saying, "Your dad (mom), I haven't eaten anything since I was so old. You eat, you eat..."
"By the way, Mom, where's the copper pot I brought back?" Yang Dongxu asked while eating, giving the bones in the bowl to his younger sister and the lean meat to his elder sister.
"It's upstairs. What's the use of such a high pot? You eat yours, and there's still more in the pot after you finish it." Seeing her son share his meat with his sister, Yang's mother said.
"Little brother, you can eat it." Hongying gave the meat in the bowl to Yang Dongxu.
Little sister Dandan also shared some of her favorite big bones.
"Don't hold it over. Isn't there something else on the plate?" Yang Dongxu picked up his bowl and moved it out of the way, and then said to Yang's mother: "That's for the hot pot. After dinner, I'll stir-fry some hot pot ingredients and we'll eat it tomorrow." Hot pot, do you have mutton at home? Let’s cook mutton or dog meat.”
Beef is rarely eaten by rural people and is not sold in towns. If you want to eat it, you probably have to go to the city to buy it. But when cooking in a pot in winter, Yang Dongxu feels that mutton is better than beef, and even dog meat is better than beef.
"Who kills sheep if it's not the New Year or a festival? If it's dog meat, there are people in Xiaoli Village who kill dogs. Why don't we just eat mutton? I'll go to the town to ask tomorrow." Yang's mother said.
Naturally, what her son wants to eat must be good, so between mutton and dog meat, Yang’s mother naturally chooses to buy mutton.
"Forget it, why go to town when it's snowing so heavily? Tomorrow, Xiaowu and the others will take a casual stroll to Xiaoli Village to buy some dog meat. I'll prepare the base first at night and I'll have it at noon tomorrow. To apologize, I will stew the meat in a casserole after I get it back, and call my grandparents over in the evening for us to eat together."
"This damn kid, how can you treat someone to eat dog meat?" Yang's mother gave her son a look. Dog meat can't be served at the banquet. If you invite someone to eat dog meat from a distinguished person, others will think you are scolding him.
"How can we be so particular about being a family." Father Yang said that winter is indeed suitable for eating pots. Thinking about the already full stomach, I feel a little hungry again, so I eat another steamed bun.
