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    What's wrong with grandma, me, me?  Where have I been?  Cao Fugui was in panic, not knowing where he was.

    Suddenly, with a bang, the gate of the courtyard opened, and a skinny young man rushed in in a panic. He was carrying a shriveled grain bag on his back, and when he entered the door, he howled: "Grandma, grandma, there is something to eat.  Don't die, there is something to eat!"

    "Fugui, you, where did you get the food" His second uncle ran out in shock and asked tremblingly.

    Wealthy?  This, this is me?  !

    Before that "Cao Fugui" could reply, noisy voices rushed towards the old Cao's house, and a group of militiamen with guns rushed into the courtyard ferociously.

    "Here, this is here! Cao Fugui, the bad guy who robbed food, has returned home!"

    "Catch him and take back the public's food!"

    In the chaos, bang!  With a gunshot, "Cao Fugui" fell down, and the red blood spread all over the ground. The second uncle was frightened, and after a while, he uttered a heart-piercing cry.  Calling: "Mother, mother! You, what's wrong with youDad, dad¡ª¡ª"

    Cao Fugui was sweating coldly, struggling to "get closer", but the "self" who was watching everything coldly sneered and walked away quietly.

    "No, no! Grandma, grandpa¡ª"

    Cao Fugui sat up suddenly, sweating coldly, looking at the two wooden windows in a trance, and what he saw through the window was still the tall ingot tree outside the yard, shaped like an umbrella bone, with all its leaves and fruits gone.  .

    He gave himself a hard mouth, oh!  pain.

    Fortunately, Bodhisattva blesses, it really is just a dream.

    After having such a realistic and unlucky dream, Cao Fugui sat on the edge of the bed and wiped the sweat from his head indiscriminately, comforting himself that the dream came backwards!  I will be fine, my grandparents will be fine, and everything will go well.

    Having said that, thinking of the terrible scene in the dream, his heart was still beating violently, it was really scary.

    All I saw in my dream were my relatives, who were hungry like living ghosts all my life, and I was fed "peanuts" by the militia for stealing food, grandma and grandpa seemed to be

    "Bah, bah, bah!" He spat on the floor several times, and got up in shock.  Looking at the time of day outside, it was almost time for dinner. As soon as I got out of bed after taking off my shoes, I heard several long whistles from a distance. It was the work whistle.

    "Oh, it's too late!"

    He jumped downstairs in a hurry, and rushed towards the big dining hall. The house was empty. Grandma probably thought he was out again, so she didn't go upstairs to call him. Now she won't be able to get enough for dinner.  .

    It was too late when we reached the dining hall, and the bottoms of several large crocks were scraped clean. Cao Fugui flattered Yun Hainiang with a straight face, and coaxed the aunt to add more oil to the bucket.  He took a spoonful of soup, at least some of the porridge sloshed under it, and then quietly stuffed him with two small pieces of dried sweet potatoes.

    He hastily thanked Yun Hainiang, avoided people and swallowed the food, and finally added some food to his hungry belly.  If you want it again, it's gone.

    Cao Fugui wandered out of the house dejectedly, when he heard a child outside screaming fiercely: "Father, that's him, the bastard from the Cao family who robbed my white stone ring! Hit him, hit him!"

    He looked up and saw that unlucky child Sun Liugen was pointing and cursing at him from a distance, and his father, Sun Guangzong, was standing behind him. Seeing Cao Fugui's gaze, Sun Liugen shrank back, as if he wanted to hide behind his father,  After hesitating, he stood still, glaring at Cao Fugui viciously.

    "Fugui, how could you rob my family to stay rooted"

    Sun Guangzong has a dry and thin face that is common in peasant households these days. His face is dark, with a little withered yellow in the black.  His rosacea-like nose made him hum when he spoke.

    Before he finished speaking, Cao Fugui had already walked over with a smile, saying, "Uncle Guangzong, your son must be taught well, a filial son will be born under the stick! He dares to be cruel at such a young age."  Fortunately, I saw that I put my hands in control, if I continue to indulge like this, if I grow up to become a 'bad element', it will be the class enemy of our working people."

    Passing by the boy Sun Liugen, Cao Fugui lowered his head and stared at him fiercely, saying: "Lying and beating people, bullying younger siblings, all of them are bad elements, Yan Decapitated will arrest them all, click!"

    He stretched out his hand and stroked his neck, bared his teeth and gave a sinister smile, and Sun Liugen burst into tears: "Daddy, daddy, woooooo¡ªdon't kill me, don't catch me¡ª¡ª"

    Sun Guangzong hugged and howledCao Fugui pursed his lips, and didn't take the words of this old woman's accusations against Sang Huai at ease. There are always a group of uneducated and uninformed old women in the team who dislike him.  .

    The sky was getting dark, and the stream in the village was gurgling and howling with the cold wind, which sounded scary. Cao Fugui hurried home, and when he entered the house, he hurried back to the house to see grandma.

    Grandpa is repairing the stove in the kitchen, and the second uncle is helping out. The fire has not been lit for more than a year, and the firewood stove needs to be repaired.  The iron pot at home has long been smashed by the public. It is said that it is a large-scale steel smelting, but no good steel has been smelted. Now I can only use two clay pots for cooking for the time being. I will go to buy another old pot another day.

    Cao Fugui stretched out his head to look around the kitchen with a smile, and greeted Grandpa and the others.  He doesn't know how to repair the stove, and he doesn't know how to use it, so he won't cause trouble for grandpa and second uncle.

    The second aunt took the children to work in the private plot in the backyard.

    ? There is less than one-third of the private land at home, and I have to go to work during the day, so I have time to wait for it sooner or later.

    All the plants in the private plot are our own, so we don't need to pay the public. Of course, it's not as loud as the work of the public, and we have to deal with the business.  The field will not fool people, with a little effort, there will be a little harvest, how can we not cultivate it carefully?  The twelfth lunar month of winter is approaching, and there are only some cabbages, radishes, and potatoes in the field. After harvesting these crops, they will eat them all winter.

    ? There is also a flock of chickens at home, but there are no pigs. There is not enough food for people. There is no food for pigs, and it is hard to raise them.

    These small housework of growing vegetables to support the family can be done by the second aunt and younger brothers and sisters, and there is no need to bother him as a man. Cao Fugui wandered into Grandma's house and saw a man with gray hair  Although Grandma was thin, she crocheted peacefully under the kerosene lamp, and his last bit of anxiety disappeared.

    He fell asleep as soon as he touched the pillow when he returned to the room, but the nightmare came unexpectedly again.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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