Chapter 118 Mother(1/2)
That day, when Tom was the only one at home, Chu Yan came to the door again.
Tom was holding his little dudu, reading a letter sent from Shanghai, with the words Tom written on the envelope. Obviously, the letter was sent to him.
Who would send him a letter?
Of course, Tom, who was promoted to the third grade, could read the letter. When he opened the letter, he read it: Tom, I am your dearest aunt...
"Little brat, are you at home alone?" Chu Yan walked into the yard with a swagger, looked back and forth, and said.
Seeing that he was about to enter the room when he pushed the door open, Tom put down the letter and followed Chu Yan: "My uncle and aunt are not at home."
"Little M country." Chu Yan entered the door, looked around, bent down, and said with a smile: "You have a passport from Country M country, a citizen of Country M, a young man, and a people protected by the goddess of Liberty. I think you have lived here here.
Very comfortable."
Tom has always disliked Chu Yan, but he couldn't remember why. He stared at him for a long time and suddenly remembered that when he returned from Hong Kong, his head was scratched by stray bullets and he kept bleeding. Deng Kunlun's bag
There were medical cotton and iodine botts in it. He kept persuading him to deal with it, but he insisted on it.
Later, when he arrived at the place, Deng Kunlun got off the boat with Jenny in his arms, leaving Tom and Chu Yan. Tom remembered that at that time, Chu Yan took out a dagger and slashed the bullet marks hard in front of him.
, and then said: "Fuck, wealth and honor are in danger. My guard battalion commander this time is stable."
Suddenly seeing him being on the boat, the blade pointed at him, Chu Yan said, "You can't tell anyone you saw just now, otherwise I will use a knife to penetrate your two cute big eyes. Do you understand?"
Until now, Tom dared not mention that matter to anyone.
Because this is a person who dares to use a knife on his head for promotion.
Tom was only a little over four years old at that time, but he always remembers Chu Yan's grim smile, and after scratching the wound, blood flowed down from his forehead.
Seeing him stepping to the stairs, Tom ran forward in two steps, stretched out his arms and stopped Chu Yan: "My uncle and aunt are not here, you can't go upstairs."
"Is the freedom and democracy in China-style?" Chu Yan said again.
Tom took a deep breath and nodded vigorously: "Yes!"
Chu Yan nodded and smiled meaningfully, saying, "Young man, you must hide your passport. If you look it out for the little H soldiers, they will fight you to death, do you know?"
"Our passport has been burned long ago, we are now Chinese," Tom said immediately.
Chu Yan nodded again: "What a good boy, goodbye."
After saying that, he turned around, strode out and left.
Although everyone is busy, Su Yingtao has been the most leisurely person in the factory in recent days.
She doesn't have to run for big things, and there are people doing small things. The G Committee is unprecedentedly leisurely.
Although everyone was waiting for Mao Jilan to post a big-character poster to her, she focused on cooking delicious food at home.
Today she went to the desert oasis alone, dug some mushrooms and fungus, and ran to the black market in Qincheng. In this year when sweet potatoes are rare, she actually bought a large bag of sweet potato flour. When she came back, she
I was busy soaking vermicelli and stewing mushrooms the chicken left over the day before yesterday and stewing sweet potato flour together. Isn’t this what Mr. Su Ye was talking about, the best dish in Northeast China, stewing mushrooms in chickens.
Recently, the city sent some beef to the doctor. It turned out that there were several large cans of persimmon sauce made by Su Cherry, and a pot of potatoes stewed. Although there were only two dishes, there were two large pots of dishes.
After the stew, she said, "Tom, put down Dudu, go to the crowded pit and call your grandma to come to your house."
Tom hugged Dudu and his big eyes flashed: "Auntie, I'm afraid that the grandmother of Xiao Deng Village will quarrel with you."
"Don't worry, she doesn't, go quickly." Su Yingtao said.
Tom then jumped away and arrived at a mass trap. It was time to get off work, and people were sparse. Some people went back to the farm, some wanted to go back to the machinery factory, and some wanted to go home. It was the bustling time.
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Mao Jilan stood there for two days under the notice posting the list of new field leaders. Everyone felt that she wanted to have a big fight with Su Yingtao, and they were waiting for her to start a war with Su Yingtao.
At this time, Tom came to call Mao Jilan, and Mao Jilan walked towards Xiaobai Building again, and it suddenly became big news.
"Go and see, Mao Jilan is definitely going to make trouble for Su Cherry." Someone said.
Someone else said, "Go away quickly and take a look, they probably have to start arguing."
Some people even said: "Mao Jilan is definitely not going to be with Su Yingtao this time. Think about how much she can curse people on the farm, but if she really posts Su Yingtao's big-character poster, the doctor will suffer."
Everyone was simply curious and no one thought Su Yingtao was unlucky, but now, many people think that Su Yingtao will definitely die now.
Not to mention that Deng Kunlun was particularly home early today, just to prevent Mao Jilan from coming to quarrel with Su Yingtao. Even Song Yan and the others were sensational. They were also Song Zhenggang who came to the farm after getting off work tonight.
I stayed outside the door on excuse and said it was a chat, but in fact I just wanted to see what Su Yingtao should do when Mao Jilan and Su Yingtao quarreled.
When quarreling with others, Su Yingtao has reasons, but she doesn't care. After all, Mao Jilan is the one who really makes great contributions to the Kunlin Farm.
And she helped her elder brother Su Ye up with one hand and killed the donkey that Mao Jilan was killed.
Moreover, Mao Jilan walked along the way and heard everyone talking and yelling, and became more and more certain that Mao Jilan would definitely give Su Yingtao a good look today.
"Mom, are you here?" Su Yingtao picked up her apron and opened the door and said.
Before Mao Jilan opened her mouth, the onlookers were breathing heavily. They were all waiting for the first sentence of the old lady who was particularly good at cursing, curious about what words she was going to use to quarrel.
The old lady still didn't say anything, holding her hands together, slowly climbed the steps, sat down on the small chair on the steps, shocked the cat, and ran away.
"I stewed vegetables, stewed with mushrooms in chickens, and a large bowl of beef, and brought home for the children to eat." Su Yingtao said again.
The old lady still didn't speak, but she didn't quarrel, and just sat like that in a chair.
Hiding not far away and watching quietly, such as Su Shuangcheng and his wife, Zhang Ping'an, and others were worried, waiting for the old lady to lose her temper. Moreover, when she posted a big-character poster to make a comment, Mao Jilan reached out and took it from Su Yingtao.
Two bowls of dishes actually said, "I think I am still qualified to run for the deputy director, Cherry, what do you think?"
What, such a fierce old lady actually said this?
And there is a crying voice in his tone?
"It's totally OK, but this requires universal suffrage. You must work hard on the farm and cooperate with everyone. In the future, you must curse less and make people angry. Only in this way can you be selected, okay?" Su Yingtao said.
Mao Jilan nodded: "Don't worry, I know the right way."
This is simply, everyone has been waiting for so long, who the hell wants to see Mao Jilan be cowardly?
The old lady has been stubborn for so long. She can curse people on the farm and cannons be scolded, like a machine gun, but she didn't even make a sound in front of her daughter-in-law?
Working hard and working hard on the farm for two years, bleeding and sweating, and finally, I quietly unloaded the position of the farm director.
Or give it to your daughter-in-law’s eldest brother?
Su Shuangcheng, Zhang Ping'an, Gao Dahong, Song Yan, everyone in the factory couldn't figure it out. Not only did they not figure it out, they were also panicked for the old lady. She at least publicly cursed a few words, and didn't scold a single word, just eat
A hard loss?
But the fact is that Mao Jilan put two bowls of vegetables in a small basket, carried the basket, turned around and came out of Xiaobai Building. Her steps were still so straight and her head was still so high. She left in a hurry.
Deng Kunlun was surprised to see her mother leaving like that, and followed Su Yingtao with a puzzled look on her face: "My mother has been having sex for so long, and it's over? Looking at her two days ago, I thought she was
The city is going to be full of storms."
"What's the matter? Whether you, your elder brother, second brother and fourth brother, are all her flesh. She wants other sons to live a better life, but she doesn't want to ruin you. There is no child in this world who can be more stubborn than her children.
Parents, do you know why?" Su Cherry Su served the dishes and brought them to the table and asked with a smile.
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"Because no matter how arrogant she is, she will bet on you more than me. She will not dare to take advantage of your future and your work. She loves you and doesn't want to be implicated because of me, so she will never post it.
My big-character poster, this is the biggest bargaining chip I dare to fight with her." Su Yingtao said, smiling bitterly: "If you are better to your mother in the future, she loves you more than me."
So although Mao Jilan is making trouble with wind and rain, Su Yingtao is not in a hurry at all.
Because Deng Kunlun is her son, as a daughter-in-law, as long as she pinchs her husband, her mother-in-law will have to swallow her anger in the end.
"So the secret to the Eastern style mother-in-law and daughter-in-law relationship is that as a wife, you should never love your husband more than your mother-in-law, so that you can be invincible." Su Yingtao said again.
Deng Kunlun was stunned, paused for a long time, and lowered his head.
He never felt that Mao Jilan loved him. On the contrary, he always felt that he was Mao Jilan's tool for making money and a bargaining chip for her to make money for her other sons.
He felt that she had never had him in her heart. Otherwise, how could she have entrusted him to a strange temper, a slut-like smell on her body, and she always despises China and Chinese people,
He always cursed people, and the weird old man who cursed people, let the old man take him to the other side of the sky.
The old man had a very bad temper. Although he gave Deng Kunlun a place to study abroad, he insulted him with words every day, and used all kinds of dirty words to verbally humiliate his mother and insult his self-esteem.
The two of them fought from Qincheng to the capital, and then to M country for four years, and finally ended with him leaving.
But how come he gradually felt that he knew his mother a little, the oriental woman who was irritable, hardworking, and could tolerate it.
She was so fierce that she was indeed stormy that she was so fierce that she wanted to leave this place immediately and hide from afar.
But it will never make a big deal. You should swallow your anger when you should choose to swallow your anger. Even your head is still so high and your back is still so straight, just like when he was sent away.
She would not shed a tear, nor would she laugh, or cry, and would not even wave goodbye, but she would still be so cold and hard. But at the same time, she would be willing to give everything for him and several other brothers at any time.
Su Yingtao has never been an Eastern-style good wife and mother. He has never liked him very much, and even felt resentful because she sent him away very early, she is the real Eastern-style good wife and mother.
Deng Kunlun even felt that the reason why this country has been in war for thousands of years but has stood firm may be because it is as tenacious and tenacious as Mao Jilan. At the same time, even if it is carrying a mountain, it never says a word.
Because of the mother who wiped her tears and walked forward.
It is them who have created hope that generation after generation that can make this country immortal, continue and reproduce.
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To be continued...