After Li Laifu made the porridge, he served two large bowls for the two of them. When he served Jiang Yuan, it was a little thicker. He knew that Jiang Yuan was going to get a good beating in the evening.
Jiang Yuan said happily: "Brother, you are so kind to me," this heartless guy.
Dong dong dong, big brother.
The little girl knew that the meal was ready and went home. Li Laifu gently opened the door and picked up the little girl.
These days, eating rice porridge is considered a Chinese New Year, and there is no way to eat vegetables, but Li Laifu still scooped a small spoonful of sugar into the little girl's bowl.
As for Jiang Tao, Jiang Yuan, and Li Chongwen each gave them two pieces of meat.
Hearing the sound of opening the door, Li Laifu knew that Zhao Fang was back. Jiang Yuan's face changed color with fear. Li Laifu was about to stand up when Jiang Yuan grabbed the corner of his clothes and said, "Brother, big brother!"
Zhao Fang came in aggressively with a bamboo stick in her hand, opened her mouth and cursed: "You are a wicked thing. One sentence made me a laughing stock in the supply and marketing cooperative, and the monkey was so happy that he lay down on the ground."
Li Laifu glanced at Jiang Yuan who was hiding behind him and said, "Auntie, he is too happy. Besides, it's our first day at work today. If the family is happy, let him go. Save this beating for now."
Zhao Fang cursed at Jiang Yuan: "This time, your elder brother will help you to plead for mercy. Please be more careful. Next time, will you see if I can cut you?"
Li Chongwen said to Li Laifu from the side: "Now your words are more effective than mine."
Zhao Fang disagreed and said, "Our family, Laifu, is very capable. If you don't listen to Laifu, who should you listen to?"
She knew who was responsible for the changes in her family. As an uneducated woman, she knew in her heart that she was right to listen to Li Laifu.
Next, she began to tell how she worked at the supply and marketing cooperative today.
The little girl had a big appetite. She ate a bowl of porridge. The key point was that it was sweet. It was easy for the child to absorb it. In the past few days, she felt that she had gained weight and had flesh on her face.
My sister had to hurt herself, holding the little girl and playing on the kang. The six members of the family were all in the house after eating. They didn't have enough to eat these days. They were used to going out for a walk, and they all drank porridge. After playing for a while, he probably woke up from hunger in the middle of the night. Li Chongwen still wiped the bicycle while Zhao Fang held the soles of his shoes.
At about ten o'clock in the evening, Li Laifu got up from the kang, walked out of his house in the corridor, and took a look at the window that Old Man Zhang had opened. He slept with the window open in the summer, and could hear Old Man Zhang's snoring. He wanted to go to the corridor. When I was walking out, I accidentally glanced at the big teapot on his table. There were no water dispensers these days. Most people put a teapot on the table. They let the boiled hot water cool down and drank it when they got up hungry or thirsty at night. One mouthful.
Li Laifu thought that he would never find a chance to take revenge. He put his hand on the table, put the tea vat into the space, squeezed the mountain red juice into the tea vat and poured it into the tea vat.
Suddenly he felt that it was not safe. If the old man poured the water, it would be in vain, so he poured three more spoons of sugar into it.
Li Laifu almost laughed out loud. He wanted to ask this old man but he was reluctant to part with it and he didn't dare to drink. It depends on whether you feel uncomfortable or not?
He put the teapot back in its place and walked happily towards Guijie Street. At this time, the street was as quiet as ever, and the street lights were far apart. Li Laifu didn't dare to walk any faster. He had walked faster just now, and the two of them got under the street lights. The two of them were shocked at the same time.
Li Laifu was cursing, and he guessed that the old lady had just come back from the pigeon market. This little sweetie was frightened.
When we arrived at Guijie Street, we were still walking from south to north. We took the flashlight and passed it directly across the face of the old donkey-tou and old Biaozi, which made the two of them angry, "You fool, what are you taking pictures of?"
The only one who could give him a nickname was that wicked old Biaozi. Li Laifu stood in the middle of the road and shouted at the base of the city wall: "Old Biaozi, the female ghost in white behind you is getting closer and closer to your neck. As long as he lies on you, he will bite your neck and suck your blood."
The old donkey head looked at the pale old Biaozi and said: "You still know that he is a fool, why do you still mess with him? Damn it, he is standing in front of the coffin shop and performing for you, doesn't it look good?" the old donkey head said. After that, he took a special look at Lao Biaozi's neck, and then shook his head.
The old Biaozi cursed with the cold wind on his neck: "You wicked old donkey-head, you are not a good person either. Why are you looking at my neck?"
The old donkey-tou sighed and said, "You still have some time left, don't worry." How could these be comforting words?
Li Laifu continued walking on Guijie Street, shining his flashlight on the wall, and suddenly discovered something new?
The old men did not separate, but gathered together to talk. Li Laifu walked over and asked, "You are so shameless, why are you still together?"
The old men obviously didn't recognize him and cursed: "Whose family does this grandson of yours belong to? Can he speak human language?"
"Master Cha, don't be angry. This grandson made the fifth grandpa so angry that he died yesterday."
These old men called him grandson in the blink of an eye. How can you bear this?
Suddenly I thought of a line from Stephen Chow's movie and asked: Do you get together to fight against the Qing Dynasty and restore the Ming Dynasty? "
Suddenly everything became quiet. The four or five old men who had just been talking together turned pale with fright and ran away without even daring to speak.
He shined a flashlight on the ground and found that there was still a shoe. He cursed and said, "I can't scare you old guys to death, but you still call your grandson Pu. Do you really think that you are still a master and everyone else is a slave?"
The old donkey came up from behind and said, "You are a real grandson. I guess these old men won't be able to sleep when they go home at night."
Li Laifu was shaking his flashlight when he suddenly saw a few masked men. The old donkey reached out and pushed down his arm and said, "I'm following you because I'm afraid you might offend them with your rude words."
After pulling Li Laifu back to his stall, he said: "These people are all grave scorpions, and they are all people who don't care about life. It's because of these people that we don't shine our flashlight on people's faces in the ghost market."
As soon as Li Laifu heard about the grave scorpions, he knew they were tomb robbers. Old Donkey Tou was kind-hearted, but Li Laifu was not afraid of them. His gun could appear in his hand at any time, and his skills were not bad, so it was fine not to offend him. If he really offends others, he will be soft-hearted. These people deserve to die. What they do is detrimental to their morality.
Li Laifu asked: "Does anyone buy the goods they sell?"
The old donkey head leaned on the small chair and said, "Of course someone will buy it, otherwise their business wouldn't have been around for so long."
Li Laifu sighed, just as he said in later generations, there is no killing without buying and selling.
Li Laifu turned around and asked, "Where is the old Biaozi?"
The old donkey head said with a wicked smile: "He said he was cold and went to find some clothes."
Li Laifu turned off the flashlight, lit a cigarette, and cursed: "This old man is definitely seriously ill. He is still looking for clothes to wear at night in this summer."
