After getting off work, Yang Xiaotao looked at the sky and then rode his bike to the courtyard.

Along the way, pedestrians were hurrying, and the gray earthen walls looked solemn under the gloomy sky.

A group of children were playing in the alley, hugging each other and falling somersaults from time to time, and some were squatting in the corner to watch the ants move, which was very novel.

Nowadays, there are insufficient educational resources in the city. There are a lot of children, and we advocate fair education. When the educational resources are averaged, everyone is the same. There is no school district housing like in later generations, so as long as they are of the right age, most people will go to school.

In this way, if the classroom is not enough, students can only be divided into two waves and study for the first half of the day.

These children are representatives of those who go to school in the morning and are free-range in the afternoon.

I thought that if there were more children on the farm next year, they would be like those in the city, half-farming and half-schooling.

Thinking in my heart, I kept walking.

As soon as I got home and tidied up, the dark clouds in the sky had come down, the wind began to stagnate, and the middle ground between the sky and the earth was so boring that a person could sweat.

It's like the calm before the storm.

Intermediate Court

Mrs. Jia Zhang was sitting at the door, fanning herself with a cattail leaf fan, waiting for Qin Huairu.

Qin Huairu usually came back early at this time, but now the whole family is waiting to eat and the steamed buns brought back, but there is no one around.

In the house, Banggan was lying on the bed tiredly, complaining that he was hungry.

Ever since he was asked to work by the sub-district office, Banggan’s appetite has been like a bottomless pit, and he can eat more every day.

Nowadays, a person has to add two steamed buns to eat one steamed bun. On days when there is no oil and water, he will eat even more.

"Nai, why hasn't mom come back yet?"

"very hungry!"

Banggeng turned over, and Xiaodang beside him was also holding his stomach.

"Who knows where I'm going. It's almost going to rain, and I don't know if my family is still hungry."

Mrs. Jia Zhang's stomach growled and she said angrily.

"Is there anything to eat at home?"

"A few cold nests, if you're hungry, eat them first!"

Mrs. Jia Zhang pointed to the three steamed buns on the pot table and shook her head. She wanted to wait for the steamed buns.

Xiaodang walked over, picked up the two steamed buns and started eating them.

She knew that even if her mother brought back the steamed buns, it would not be her share.

In the past, she could share half of it with her grandma, but then her brother couldn't eat enough, so her portion gradually decreased.

In the end, there were only the poor couple.

On the contrary, grandma's half has never been reduced.

ah……

ah……

On the bed, little Sophora japonica suddenly started crying.

Mrs. Jia Zhang ran over and took a look. She was hungry.

"You little bastard, why are you crying? I really owe you."

"I have been working as a cow and horse for this family, I have taken care of my mother-in-law who left, I have delayed raising my eldest son, and now I have to take care of your little one. I will never have a comfortable day in my life!"

Mrs. Jia Zhang cursed, but Bangge didn't care. Anyway, he was the only man in the family. Without him, who would take care of him in old age?

forecourt

Xu Damao walked in cheerfully carrying a piece of pig intestine. As soon as he entered the door, he saw Yan Fugui sitting on the threshold and sighing.

There is a gray door frame, and a thin old man is sitting there with a melancholy expression. No matter how you look at it, you feel desolate.

Xu Damao rolled his eyes and approached Yan Fugui.

"Uncle Yan, are you cooling down?"

"Da Mao! He's back!"

Yan Fugui agreed, after all, he was very satisfied with the title of Uncle Yan.

But when he saw the pig intestines in Xu Damao's hand, he added, "You are living a happy life!"

"Hey!"

Xu Damao sat aside and snorted coldly, "I am not forced by you alone."

"It's good to be alone. I can eat whatever I want. I don't have the burden of raising a son. I have less worries."

Yan Fugui stopped talking. There has been a lot of commotion in his house recently.

Yan Jiecheng and his wife stopped paying. From now on, this gap will open up, and the next three children will follow suit. How will they support themselves in their old age?

Seeing Yan Fugui's silence, Xu Damao reached out and took out half a box of cigarettes from his pocket and handed one to Yan Fugui.

Yan Fugui held out his hand and refused. How could he be in the mood to smoke, not to mention that it belonged to Xu Damao.

Now, smelling the smell around me, it's good that I didn't chase him away.

Xu Damao took out a match, lit it with a hiss, and took a big puff. After a while, half of the cigarette turned into ashes.

"Xu Damao, if you have something to say, just say it. If nothing happens, go home and wash yourself. Don't bury someone here."

"Hey, Uncle Yan, something really happened." Yan Fugui shook off the ashes from his cigarette, "I've made some bad noise for your family."

"Evil? What evil? Our family has not suffered any evil, so stop talking nonsense."

Xu Damao chuckled, walked up to Yan Fugui and whispered, "Today I..."

As Xu Damao told, Yan Fugui's face showed a smile, and finally he laughed.

"Da Mao, you are qualified for what you are doing!"

"If this kind of thing is discovered, we must stop it resolutely and never tolerate it."

"Of course, we are the same, we all have a jealous temper, and we can't get rid of the sand in our eyes."

Xu Damao stood up and said, "Uncle Yan, it's going to rain. I'll go back first."

"good!"

Yan Fugui stood up to see Xu Damao off. When Xu Damao passed the hanging flower gate, Yan Fugui spit out thick phlegm on the ground.

"Who is like you! Shameless guy!"

Turning around, "Haitama, good news, good news!"

"Pooh!"

Xu Damao also spat on the wall, "I will use your money to make you mad."

Rumble

The low thunder sounded, as if telling everyone that rain was coming.

After a while, bean-like raindrops fell on the ground, popping continuously.

In the yard, Yang Xiaotao had picked all the ripe tomatoes and cucumbers, and the remaining seedlings were now welcoming the gift of nature.

bang bang bang

Puff puff

The raindrops continued to fall, and soon they became connected to threads, just like a loom. The threads fell straight down, forming a forest of threads.

The sky and the earth were dark, and lightning flashed out from time to time to illuminate the surroundings, like naughty children, moving east and west without any pattern.

The entire courtyard became silent in this thunderstorm.

Whether it was the gloating of the Yan Fugui family in the front yard, the cursing of Jia Zhang in the middle yard, or the pride of Xu Damao in the backyard.

They are all washed clean in this rain.

“It’s a good sleep on a rainy day!”

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Yang Xiaotao opened the window in front of his desk, and the exposed space was immediately occupied by water, and the humidity in the room quickly increased.

On the side, Wangcai wagged his tail, looking like he was trying to please.

In fact, Wangcai is really trying to please because it hasn't eaten yet.

Yang Xiaotao didn't seem to know, he just touched the dog's head, then picked up a pen and paper, thought for a moment, and started writing.

Uncle Chen, aunt!

How have you been…

…

Jia family
To be continued...