There is only one day left. Probably to add some atmosphere to the level, heavy snow fell in the past two days, and water turned into ice. In the severe cold, those who were lying in bed waiting to die in the village, God did not let them waste the limited rations, and three died in one day. Those families whose relatives died only cried perfunctorily, then rolled them up with straw mats and buried them in the mass grave. The lives of the poor are cheap, just like weeds. Every winter, they will die. Everyone has long been numb. However, Ergou's uncle's family is happy all day. The cousin who studied martial arts in the county town came back, and the cousin's private school had already been on vacation. The two big black pigs raised by Ergou finally died on the day and were killed. The hair of this pig weighs 83 grams. After cleaning and scraping, there are still 50 grams of meat with the internal organs, enough for the whole family to have a fat day. Ergou did not go to collect firewood that day, but was busy boiling water, scraping hair, turning intestines, and shoveling pig manure. He thought that he had worked hard to raise two pigs from dawn to dusk.
Even if the uncle did not care about the blood relationship, he would give him two pieces of fat meat to satisfy his cravings for his merits. So Ergou was very happy that day. It was destined that the harvest would be a great joy. The rice seedlings in the room were ripe, and the rice ears were heavy and the grains were full. Ergou picked all the rice and put them in the room to dry, thinking that he would keep them for seeds. In addition, the seedlings secretly planted on the mountain have already sprouted and can be harvested soon. Ergou was squatting beside the earthen stove, burning a fire. The pot was bubbling with white steam, and a tempting meat aroma came out, making him drool. At this time, the cousin brought a large plate, and the aunt used chopsticks to scoop out the meat from the pot and put it into the plate. The fat meat was white and tender, shaking like tofu pudding, and it was still oozing oil and water, and the meat aroma went straight into the nostrils. "Enough! Enough!" Seeing that the meat in the wooden plate had piled up into a small hill, the cousin hurriedly said that it was enough. "My son, eat more. You guys have a big appetite from practicing martial arts. How can you have energy if you don't eat enough!" Auntie said, and added a few big pieces of fat meat to the plate, pressed it, and the oil and water flowed out. "You two brothers are the hope of the whole family. If you can pass the exam to become a scholar or a juren in the future, our family will be prosperous!" After filling a large plate of fat meat for my cousin, my auntie began to take out pieces of fat meat and put them on my cousin's plate. "Mom, I want to eat lean meat!" The cousin looked at the fat meat in the plate and wanted to eat lean meat. "What do you know, kid? Fatty meat is so delicious. Fatty meat is the best meat. Lean meat is the cheapest meat on the pig. It is woody, has no oil, and gets stuck in your teeth." "You look so thin and weak, like bean sprouts. You need to eat more fatty meat to make up for it." The aunt didn't care about anything and scooped out a large plate of fatty pork belly for her cousin.
Pork belly was her biggest concession. After dividing the meat between the two brothers, there were only some ribs, shanks, and lean meat left in the pot. These almost-dead meat were left for the old couple and their cousin to eat. Ergou looked at the bones and lean meat left in the pot. His dream of eating a piece of fatty meat was shattered. But it's good to eat a piece of lean meat or a bone to satisfy your craving. Aunt took out all the remaining bones and meat in the pot, and looked at the remaining meat soup in the pot, with a lot of oil floating on it. "Ergou!" "Hey! Aunt!" Ergou looked at the pork in his aunt's hand, and his response was very loud, with a bright smile on his face. It was time to celebrate. "Add some more water to the pot, and then cook a big pot of wild vegetables." "Also, there is so much pig manure on the ground, don't you know to clean it up!" Ergou just watched helplessly, and his aunt took away all the meat. Not even a bone was left for him, only a bunch of miscellaneous tasks. Alas! People who live under someone else's roof will never be able to eat meat. Ergou had no choice but to add some water to the broth as he was told, and then threw several bundles of dried wild vegetables into the soup to cook. The broth was cooked with wild vegetables, and the taste was very fragrant. When he was done, he went to the living room with a fluke mentality to take a look. Sure enough, his aunt didn't even leave him a bone. He could only eat some wild vegetables to deal with this pig-killing feast. At night, he returned to his sleeping room and closed the door. He took out the dried rice and counted it grain by grain. It is better to rely on oneself than on others. These seeds and the yellow gourd in his arms are his hope to eat meat in the future. This time, a total of 355 grains of rice were harvested. Farmers need one or two buckets of seeds per mu of land, and can only harvest two stones of grain in a good harvest. (One shi is equal to ten dou, and one dou is equal to ten liters) He harvested more than 300 grains of rice from these four shriveled rice grains, and the return ratio far exceeded that of ordinary farming. In addition to these rice grains, there were two pairs of new straw sandals on the wall, and more than a dozen coins were pressed at the foot of the bed. Ergou gently moved the foot of the bed and took out a small cloth pressed underneath. Opening the cloth, there were more than a dozen copper coins inside.
"One, two, three... sixteen!" His fingers rubbed on the copper coins one by one. These were all his belongings that he secretly saved by making straw sandals and selling them. Every once in a while, he would take them out, touch them, and count them, and he felt very at ease. "Dong dong dong..." At this moment, there was a small knock on the door. "Brother Gouda! Open the door quickly!" 놆Cousin 놅voice. Ergou 떚 quickly pulled over the straw mat and covered the money and rice. When I opened the door, I saw my concubine wearing a thin little coat, shivering in the snow outside the door, her upper and lower teeth chattering from the cold. "Xiao'e, what are you doing so late?" "Brother Gouda, look!" As the cousin said this, she rummaged through her clothes and finally took out a small bag made of tung leaves and held it out in front of Ergou. Two or three distances away, Ergou could smell a rich and alluring aroma of meat. "Hurry up and eat. 놖 has to go back to sleep. Don't let 놖Mother find out." "Thank you!" When Ergou took the small bag and said thank you, his cousin had already turned around and left. Among all the uncle's family, this cousin is the only one who treats him as a relative and often secretly takes care of him. There was still a hint of warmth in the hand, and he opened several layers of leaves, revealing the pork that had long been squeezed and deformed. Tear off a piece of lean meat and throw it into your mouth, chewing it carefully. It smells so good! Pork is so delicious! If he wanted to eat two mouthfuls of pork every month, he would be willing to work as a cow or a horse for others. "Bang!" Just when he was enjoying the delicious pork, the door was kicked open. I saw my aunt was very angry and holding a firewood stick in her hand. "You bastard! How dare you eat secretly!" The aunt rushed in and smashed the firewood stick at the two dogs. At the same time, he reached out and snatched the pork from Ergou's hands.
= || ; ({ mode: 'thumbs-feed-01', container: 'taboola-below-article-feed', placement: 'Below Article Feed', target_type: 'mix' }); Ergouzi protected the pork with all his strength, turned his back to his aunt, and stuffed the pork into his mouth with all his strength. Anyway, this beating is unavoidable and cannot be in vain. Eat the meat you get. "Bang bang bang..." "You murderer of a thousand cuts, give me back your meat!" Ergouzi endured the pain and finally stuffed a large piece of meat into his mouth. He choked and rolled his eyes and couldn't breathe. Fortunately, the firewood stick in the aunt's hand hit him on the back several times, and the large piece of meat was removed from his stomach. Er Gouzi felt comfortable, but his behavior completely angered his aunt. "You are a murderer. If you dare to steal meat today, you will steal the gold and silver from home tomorrow." The aunt was scolding and chasing her, but Ergouzi didn't dare to talk back, let alone fight back. He could only dodge and endure it silently. He has been used to it since he was a child, and he just tolerated it and passed it. If he dared to talk back, he would be beaten even more severely, and he wouldn't even be given scraps to eat. At this moment, Ergouzi was forced to the edge of the bed and had no way to retreat, but the aunt still refused to let him go. She pushed him onto the bed and continued to beat him. She just wants Er Gouzi to have a better memory and never dare to eat things he shouldn't eat in the future. Suddenly, the aunt stopped what she was doing and stared at the corner of the straw mat. Under the straw mat, several copper coins were exposed. Ergouzi secretly said that something was wrong, but it was too late when he wanted to reach out to protect him. The aunt opened the straw mat, revealing the copper coins and rice covered underneath. "Okay! I provide you with food, drink, and support for you. Next year, in the end, I will steal my money and food. I even raised a white-eyed wolf like you!" "This is mine!" Ergouzi covered the copper coins and rice scattered on the bed with his hands. This is the fortune he has saved for a long time, and it is his hope. When he was protecting the money, he pushed his aunt out, which happened to push her down. The oily skin on the face and wall was scratched, and a trace of blood oozed out. "Ahhhh..." "Hitting someone..." Auntie howled loudly. The black pig she killed during the day could not howl as loudly as she did. It was not as powerful as hers. The previous noise had alarmed everyone, but when they heard the aunt's howl, the whole family immediately rushed over.
The first one to come was the cousin. After he entered the door, he kicked Ergouzi over in the chest. Martial arts practitioners are extremely powerful. After Ergouzi received this kick, his vision turned black. He held his belly and couldn't exert any strength. What made him even more uncomfortable was that his stomach and intestines convulsed and he vomited out all the meat he had just eaten. But his cousin still didn't intend to let him go. He stepped on his head so hard that it felt like his head was about to burst. At this time, my cousin, who was well versed in poetry and books, rushed forward and took the opportunity to kick Ergouzi. "Big brother! Second brother! Stop fighting, I stole the meat!" The cousin tried to grab the two brothers, but was pulled away by her aunt and thrown aside. "Kill this white-eyed wolf!" "If I hadn't taken you in so well, you would have starved to death!" "Kill you ungrateful thing!" "Hit me!" The aunt stopped howling at this time, put her hands on her waist and cursed loudly. Ergouzi only felt dizzy and confused. From childhood to adulthood, he had experienced all these years clearly. His mother died when he was five years old, and his only brother died when he was six years old. From the age of six, he had to do heavy work every day and lived worse than a dog. Not enough to eat, not warm enough to wear, eating leftovers, stealing pig food, and still don’t even have a pair of complete pants. A wave of sadness and anger surged into his head. "You are the ones who are ungrateful!" "You are the ones who took over my mother's inheritance!" In a mixture of grief and anger, Ergouzi felt a power arise from nowhere and roared loudly. After the roar, the room suddenly fell into dead silence! Aunts, cousins, all stared at Ergouzi silently. After Ergouzi 놇 yelled these words, he knew something was wrong. This is the secret that he has always kept in his backlog, and he never dared to say a word about it. Over the years, he has been pretending to know nothing, being ignorant, working hard and never complaining, never fighting back or scolding him. "Ahhhh..." "Unscrupulous white-eyed wolf!" "I have raised you for 10 years, and now you want to repay kindness with hatred!" "Bang bang bang..."
The aunt's howling seemed to be a command, and the cousins punched and kicked Ergouzi fiercely. This time they didn't hold anything back and beat him to death. Ergouzi felt like his ribs had been broken by a kick, he couldn't breathe, and his head was buzzing. This time he is probably dead... "stop!" "Enough!" A powerful male voice came, and the cousins stopped immediately. Ergouzi vaguely saw his uncle walking into the room. "You all stop, if we continue to fight, someone will be killed!" "But……" The cousin still wanted to speak, but his uncle stopped him. "We are all a family. If someone's life is spread, people will inevitably gossip about it. For folks in a big hometown, they don't look good, and they will inevitably have to face lawsuits." It turns out that the uncle is not really concerned about Er Gouzi's life. Rather, he was afraid of beating someone to death, being gossiped about, not looking good, and having to spend money to manage the government. "Er Gouzi, I raised you from the age of 5 to the age of 13 this year, which is a full 8 years. As your uncle, I have done my best to be kind and righteous." The uncle knelt down on the floor and said some high-sounding words to Er Gouzi, and then signaled the cousins to pick up Er Gouzi and walk out the door. "father!" The cousin grabbed the uncle's sleeve. "Dad! It's freezing and snowing outside. The dog will freeze to death if he goes outside alone!" "Crack!" A crisp slap landed on her cousin's face, and her aunt pulled her cousin aside. "Your father, brother, and brother are responsible for matters at home. When will it be your woman's turn to speak!" "Mom and dad, can you wait until spring..." "Crack!" 꺗I slapped my cousin on the face, and then my aunt forcibly took my cousin away and locked her in a room. Ergouzi, who was being held up, looked back at his imprisoned cousin, and then he was pushed out of the door. "Er Gouzi, from now on, you will follow your sunshine path. Your life and death has nothing to do with my family!" "Squeak~~ah~bang!"
After the cousin threw out a word, he closed the door. In the ice and snow, only two dogs were lying on the ground shivering!
