owlsbooks 218. Uncle Liang
218. Uncle Liang
The autumn wind is getting stronger, and the big pagoda tree in Chenjia Village is also yellow and full of green, whirling and fluttering down.
The persimmon trees in the yard had lost all their leaves, leaving only the fiery red persimmons hanging on the branches. Zhao Xiaolin had come here several times eagerly, and Chen Youcai was quite speechless.
Taking advantage of the cool weather and shirtless, Chen Youcai found a long bamboo pole early in the morning, stood under the tree and poked the persimmons one by one into the small net bag.
Chen Dazhuang's injury was not serious, presumably it was because Gangzi didn't dare to get too dark when he attacked, and he recovered after two days of recuperation.
At this moment, he was holding a bench and sitting under the eaves, watching Chen Youcai holding up the bamboo pole and poking it, he couldn't help feeling a little emotional in his eyes.
Thinking about the past years, when the persimmons in the yard were ripe, my family was absolutely reluctant to eat more, and basically sold them at the market in the town.
The three melons and two dates that can be earned are not enough for Chen Youcai to go to the pharmacy to grab medicine once...
"Don't sell this year's persimmons, I'll send some to your Aunt Xu's house, and your Uncle Daqiang, Song Yiyi, the health center..."
Chen Dazhuang walked up to Chen Youcai, looked up at the small net bag that was almost full, and said with a smile.
"Well, it won't be sold this year, so we can keep it for ourselves."
Chen Youcai obviously also recalled the poor days in the past, and his heart felt sore, he nodded with a smile.
Not long after, the two bamboo baskets under the tree were filled to the brim with red persimmons, like two red lanterns.
Chen Youcai put down the bamboo pole, wiped off his sweat, looked at the fruits of his labor with satisfaction, and then moved it to the main room to store, then fetched water to wash, and prepared to light a fire for breakfast.
The fast food stall was overturned by Mr. Pi, and Chen Daqiang was also a little worried that this would affect the image of Chenjiacun, so he specifically asked Aunt Xu to stop for a few days before opening.
After cooking a small pot of porridge and pairing it with two packs of mustard, this is a simple breakfast for the father and son.
"Last night, I asked you to add the girl from Wangjiagou on WeChat. How is your chat with her?"
While holding a bowl of porridge, Chen Dazhuang stared at Chen Youcai who was opposite the Eight Immortals table and asked.
"I don't think...it's appropriate."
With a thud in his heart, Chen Youcai quickly buried his face in the bowl, and said vaguely: "As soon as she came up, she asked our family if we could afford a bride price of 10 yuan. How can we continue the conversation?"
"Wangjiagou's bride price is so expensive?"
Chen Dazhuang was also taken aback, staring suspiciously, "You didn't make up some nonsense, did you?"
"How dare I, she really wants a bride price of 10 yuan, and she has to go to the county to buy a house, saying that she will have to lend it to her brother for his wedding in the future."
Chen Youcai's face was full of grievances, which was filled with grief and indignation: "Dad, tell me, if I marry this kind of girl, won't I have troubles in the future?"
"It's really a bit outrageous. Why do they dare to open their mouths and ask for a gift of 10 yuan from Wangjiagou?"
Chen Dazhuang was also a little angry, put down the bowls and chopsticks, and said in a deep voice: "I'll go and talk to your third aunt, so she won't introduce blind dates to you indiscriminately."
"It's time to talk about it a long time ago. The third aunt and the others just saw that our family is living well now, so they started to get close. When you were sick, you never saw them come..."
Chen Youcai complained softly.
"Okay, don't talk nonsense, after all, they are all relatives, it's not good to let others hear."
Chen Dazhuang shook his head, drank the porridge in the bowl in two or three strokes, then found a small net bag, specially selected a large bag of bright persimmons, and carried them to Aunt Xu's courtyard.
Chen Youcai tidied up the dishes swiftly. He was in the clear, and wanted to be on duty in the hospital.
Unexpectedly, before he could tidy up, he heard the sound of brakes coming from outside the door, and then someone knocked on the courtyard door.
"Brother talented, is brother talented at home?"
Chen Youcai was taken aback, got up and looked towards the gate of the courtyard, only to see Liang Wenkai walking in with two strange men with a gift box in his hand.
"Brother Liang, didn't you say you won't come over until the weekend?"
Chen Youcai took the gift box, invited the three of them to sit down in the main room, and then asked with a smile.
"Hey, let me introduce you. This is my uncle, Comrade Liang. This is his subordinate. You can call him Brother Meng."
Liang Wenkai gave a dry cough, and then introduced him to Chen Youcai quite seriously.
Those two people, one old and one young, the old man was about 50 years old, his black hair was combed meticulously, and at the moment he was walking around the main room with his hands behind his back in high spirits.
The young man in a white shirt and trousers put his briefcase on the table of the Eight Immortals, and followed behind the old man respectfully, looking at Chen Youcai from the corner of his eyes from time to time.
"There's nothing to entertain you in the countryside, so I'll wash some persimmons for you to eat."
Seeing that the other party was full of style, Chen Youcai also murmured in his heart. He found a fruit plate and put a plate of persimmons on it, gave Liang Wenkai a sneaky wink, and went to the small pool under the eaves.
"Brother Liang, what's the matter?"
The two squatted by the pool, and Chen Youcai asked in a low voice while washing persimmons.
"You forgot, didn't you get two golden crucian carps from you last time, and I gave them to my uncle."
Liang Wenkai blinked his eyes, and smiled like a rogue: "The old man is very happy. Hearing that you have a lot of them in the small yard, you have to find time to come and have a look."
He touched Chen Youcai with his shoulder, and said mysteriously: "You have also seen that my uncle has a special status, so don't talk nonsense in front of him."
"oh oh……"
Chen Youcai nodded half-understanding, put the washed persimmons on a plate, brought them into the main room, and put them on the Eight Immortals table.
"Well, it looks sweet."
After wandering around for a while, Uncle Liang sat down on the dilapidated bench without any hesitation. Then, ignoring his subordinate Xiao Meng's eyes, he grabbed a persimmon and stuffed it into his mouth.
"It's really sweet, you two don't just stand there, sit down and eat."
He squinted his eyes in satisfaction and smiled, then waved his hands, motioning for Liang Wenkai to sit down.
"Chen Youcai, you don't know me, I've seen you before."
After slowly eating a red persimmon, Xiao Meng handed over a tissue, and Uncle Liang took it, wiped his fingers and mouth, and then looked at Chen Youcai with a smile and said.
"You went to Nanling City to participate in the agricultural exhibition and won the championship. Did you forget so soon?"
Seeing that Chen Youcai was a little confused, Uncle Liang burst out laughing, nodded and said, "I was one of the judges at that time."
"..."
Chen Youcai smiled, but was secretly surprised.
You know, the people who were able to sit on the judging panel at that time were all well-connected... Perhaps this seemingly harmless Uncle Liang was a certain big leader in the city.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but glance at Liang Wenkai, but he saw that the other party looked at his nose, his nose, his nose and his heart, with a bachelor look like "I don't know anything".
"Don't be nervous, I'm not here to trouble you, but to take some time to relax in the countryside, ha ha."
Uncle Liang patted Chen Youcai on the shoulder, then nodded towards the small fish pond in the yard: "Do you mind if I go to visit?"