Spring scenery in the fields

Chapter 227 Shen Liang and his son

I don’t know if it’s because her chickens have eaten white worms, but the eggs they lay are bigger than those sold in town.

Basically, we collect eggs every day, unlike other families in the village who only lay eggs every other day or every few days.

Ji Wenhe said, "Aunt Wu, come to my house and have something to eat."

"No, I've already eaten at home." Wu Caifeng looked to the east, "You go home, I'll go take a look around."

"it is good."

If it were Niu Guilan, she wouldn't dare to invite people to her house for dinner because she is not polite.

Lan Qiuhua and Wang Erfeng had told her not to call anyone by her name.

Just as she turned back, she saw a figure leaning on a wooden stick appear on the west side of the house.

It’s Shen Shuzhuang.

He had been staying at home all the time, but today he came out for the first time.

Ji Wenhe turned and went up the mountain. He had nothing to talk to him about and didn't want to go over to say hello.

"Dad, what are you doing!"

An angry shout made her look back.

I saw Shen Shuzhuang walking towards the west mountain, Shen Liang jogging behind him, and Miao Zhaodi following behind him.

Several families who lived nearby came out to watch.

Lan Qiuhua stood at the gate and caught a glimpse of her at the foot of the mountain. She walked over quickly and asked, "What's going on in their family?"

Ji Wenhe shook his head: "I don't know either. Did they have a fight?"

Looks quite similar.

One of them tried desperately to go up the mountain, and the other tried hard to stop him from leaving.

"Let's go over and take a look."

Shen Ping came out of the house and walked forward: "What's going on, Tree Stump? You two can talk it out. It's dangerous on the mountain at night. Come down quickly."

Miao Zhaodi wiped her tears and stood aside without saying a word.

The father and son were also silent, and no one spoke, which made people anxious.

Lan Qiuhua stepped forward and took her arm: "Sister Miao, what's wrong? Let's go home and talk."

"That's right, let's go home and talk it out. Why are we still talking about awkwardness as a family?" Shen Ping agreed.

At this time, Shen Rongshan came back pushing a wheelbarrow with Shen Yuanshan.

Ji Wenhe ran over quickly: "Brother Shen, go and have a look, something seems to have happened to their family."

He put down the cart and wiped the sweat from his forehead: "You go home first, you don't have to wait for me for dinner."

"Sister Miao, go back and tell them. There will be too many people around and it will be a joke for them. Go back home."

Lan Qiuhua forced her to go back.

Shen Ping walked forward and pulled Shen Shuzhuang, while Shen Rongshan pulled Shen Liang to a place not far away.

"Brother Liang, what happened at home?"

He sat casually on the ground and sighed, his face full of fatigue: "We had a few arguments."

"What's the quarrel about?" She sat down next to him, pulled out a piece of weed, and twisted it in her hand. "Because of Uncle Zhuan?"

He didn't say anything, which was considered as his consent.

"Rongshan, ever since my father's leg was broken, I have always felt like there is an invisible mountain pressing down on my back, making it hard for me to breathe."

"Today, my mother mentioned the matter of getting married at the dinner table, and I said I would not look for one in this life and would live alone."

"Then, as he was talking, he suddenly slammed his chopsticks down because he didn't know what he said was wrong."

He stood up with a wooden stick beside him and limped up the mountain.

"He said that if he died, my mother and I would be relieved."

Now he is the only one who can speak his true feelings.

Shen Rongshan pursed his lips, not knowing how to comfort him.

After a long while, he said, "It's been so long, do you still have any resentment towards me?"

Counting the time, it has been almost four years.

When Shen Shuzhuan's leg was broken, he didn't want to see Shen Liang at all. As soon as he saw Shen Liang come in, he kicked him out.

Anyone with a discerning eye could see that he was venting his anger on Shen Liang.

Shen Liang raised his head and squinted his eyes at the sky: "Dad said he no longer blames me."

But he still felt guilty and couldn't get over it.

Shen Rongshan patted his shoulder and said, "No matter what you say, good or bad, just say it. If you continue like this, everyone will have a hard time."

At this time, Shen Ping helped Shen Shuzhuang back home.

After a while, Lan Qiuhua came out of their house and waved to the two of them.

"Shen Liang, go home quickly, your father has something to tell you."

The two stood up.

"Brother Liang." Shen Rongshan called him from behind, "If you have any dissatisfaction, please speak up. We are a family, so don't torture each other."

Shen Liang nodded and went straight home.

Lan Qiuhua waited for him to come closer, then shook her head helplessly: "When do you think this family will end?"

It makes others feel tired just watching.

"We are outsiders, so some things are hard to say. They still have to speak out themselves."

Ever since Shen Shuzhun broke his leg, his temper has become weird and he is not as easy to get along with as before.

"Aunt Lan, I'm home."

"Hey, let's go back."

When Lan Qiuhua returned home, the three of them were sitting at the table eating. She left halfway through the meal.

Shen Erniu asked: "What happened to their family?"

"What else can he do? Shen Shuzhuang said he was going to die, so Sister Miao and Shen Liang could live an easy life. But he insisted on running to the mountain and let Hua Dachong drag him away."

"Sister Miao is so unlucky. She has never had a good day since she married into their family. She is either worried about her son or her husband."

"Forget it, forget it, let's not talk about it anymore and eat."

the other side.

Ji Wenhe and the other two were waiting for him to come back for dinner.

When I saw him come back, I asked him a question.

"Alas, every family has its own problems. We can't help them much. They have to rely on themselves. Let's eat."

The biggest problem lies with Shen Shuzhuang. The other two people try their best to accommodate him. If he doesn't change, no matter how much others persuade him, it will be useless and just a waste of time.

Shen Rongshan looked at the dumplings in the bowl and looked at her puzzledly: "What day is today?"

"Can't we eat dumplings if it's not a good day?" He picked up a dumpling stuffed with beans, and the skin broke. "Eat it quickly, there's still vegetable soup in the pot."

Ji Wenhe took a bite, and the sour, spicy and salty taste was diluted.

He gave her the good dumplings and said, "Give me the ones with broken skins."

As I watched him put a bite of the dumpling into his bowl and eat it in one gulp, I thought to myself that his mouth has a really big capacity.

"Sister-in-law, both kinds of dumplings are delicious." But he likes the ones with oil residue more.

Shen Wenshan agreed: "It tastes better than any dumplings I've ever eaten."

Ji Wenhe smiled and said, "Wait until the winter solstice and buy some more noodles so you can have a full meal."

"When the time comes, buy some fat and lean meat, make different fillings, and keep some aside. It won't spoil easily in the winter, so you can cook it whenever you want to eat it."

The two nodded happily.

Each person had a bowl of dumplings, with ten dumplings in each bowl. She ate a bowl of dumplings and drank half a bowl of soup. The three of them drank two bowls of vegetable soup.

After dinner, I went to the river to take a bath and met Shen Anguo at the foot of the mountain.

He waved at them: "Wait for me, I'll go with you."

Shen Yuanshan replied: "Hurry up."

After waiting for a while, I asked him when he came closer, "When are you and Uncle Shen going to town?"

"tomorrow."

"You're leaving tomorrow. You've only been back for one day. Why don't you rest for two more days at home?" Shen Wenshan said.