The three mud-walled huts are Yunjing's current home. In addition to the main room in the middle, the two rooms on the left and right are divided into two rooms respectively. His grandfather lives in the inner room on the left, and the outer room is where food and other items are stored. His parents
I live in the inner room on the right, and the outer room is the kitchen.
There is no such thing as a guest room.
As for the problem of having guests stay overnight, Yunjing said that he was just a baby who couldn't talk or walk, so it was too difficult for him to worry about this.
There were several tablets on the altar table in the main hall at home. He didn't recognize the words on the tablets. The one at the bottom of the tablets was obviously much newer than the others. In addition, he hadn't seen anyone who looked like his grandma for more than a month after he was born.
, he speculated that his grandmother in this life had passed away.
There is a thatched shed on the left side of the house, where farm tools, firewood and other sundries are piled. A little further on the right side is a livestock shed, which also shoulders the important function of a toilet.
However, there are only a few chickens, ducks, and no pigs in Yunjing's livestock shed, and he has not seen any trace of cattle in the livestock shed so far.
His house and the livestock shed were surrounded by a half-man-high fence to form a courtyard. The fence was covered with vines, and those vines were just showing their new buds. Yunjing deduced from this that it should be early spring.
The area in the yard is not small, it is estimated to be four to five hundred square meters. In addition to the building area, there is also a small vegetable patch cultivated in the yard. However, it is now bare. The rest of the area is flat dirt ground, which should be used.
in a drying place.
These scenes are what Yunjing observed at home on the second day after he was full moon and drunk.
The reason why he had time to observe was because his mother was carrying him on her back in the yard that day to dig up the vegetable patch with a hoe.
In other words, his mother started doing heavy physical work just after her confinement!
This is a true portrayal of a poor peasant family, with no time to spare.
Being carried on his mother's back, Yunjing turned around and looked elsewhere after taking stock of his home situation.
What can be seen is limited. The back of the house is backed by a small mountain forest, and a bamboo forest blocks the view on the right. In other directions, only sparse buildings can be seen scattered here and there.
Those buildings are other homes in the village.
Looking around, Yunjing did not feel any trace of the beauty of pastoral life. After everything was condensed, only two words remained.
Poverty and suffering.
Yes, the word poverty can sum up everything Yunjing sees.
The houses he saw were almost all huts with mud walls, and many were in worse condition than his own.
Some houses are in a state of disrepair and seem to be in danger of collapse at any time. When the wind blows, a few pieces of thatch from the roof will occasionally fly up, and even the stones cannot hold them down.
For such a house, let alone whether it is safe or not, it is one thing whether it can provide shelter from wind and rain.
Because he was being carried by his mother, who was still wielding a hoe to dig up the ground, it was inconvenient to observe under the bumps, so only these scenes could be seen in the cloud scene.
Although he could not observe more, he could imagine that the actual poverty situation was much worse than what he saw.
Looking away, Yunjing saw his mother's sweaty neck at a glance, and felt very uncomfortable. He wanted to wipe his mother's sweat with his little hands, but he couldn't reach it.
My mother looks about eighteen or nineteen years old. In previous lives, most women of this age could only be classified as children, the kind who need care and love. But she is already a mother, and she has just given birth.
I couldn't wait to do heavy physical work.
Yes, even though she couldn't communicate, what Yunjing felt was her mother's eagerness to get to work. Yunjing even doubted that if there hadn't been the custom and tradition of confinement, she would have definitely died after giving birth to herself.
Start working as soon as you can go to the ground!
Perhaps Yunjing's movement to wipe away her mother's sweat was a little louder than usual, which immediately attracted Yunmu's attention. She stopped digging and said something that Yunjing couldn't understand, and then went back to the house to take him away.
Take it off and hold it in your arms to start 'feeding'.
this……
That's it, just eat a little bit.
While 'eating', Yunjing once again pondered a question in his mind.
That is, my mother is an extremely beautiful woman, and even the ugly coarse clothes cannot hide her beauty. But why is such a beautiful woman married by her father, a rough man who does not look very smart?
Are you back home? Apart from a good figure, my father doesn’t have anything to offer.
With a poor family, why would such a beautiful mother marry him?
Is it hard to believe that this is the legendary story of a good man without a good wife and a lazy man marrying a charming girl? Well, actually my father is not lazy, it’s just a metaphor.
Thinking of his father, Yun Jing truly admired him. He seemed to have endless energy and strength. He would go out to work before dawn every day and only come back after dark, rain or shine.
Yunjing had never seen a look of complaint about the hardships of life on his father's face. When he came home from a tiring day every day, when he saw him, he would have a look of satisfaction, showing no regrets and hard work.
From his father, Yunjing really felt what it meant to be a man who was the backbone of the family, and what it meant to be a reliable man. He always made people feel at ease inexplicably.
To be honest, Yunjing found that his father's character was not good at words, so the word "honest man" was perfect for him. The word "honest man" here definitely did not have any sarcastic or derogatory meaning.
He always tries to make himself happy in a clumsy way. He doesn't feel embarrassed even Yun Jing is embarrassed. This makes Yun Jing laugh, but he just doesn't enjoy it...
With these things in his mind, Yunjing unknowingly stopped the action of 'eating'. Seeing this, his mother put on her clothes, hesitated a little and put Yunjing on her back and went out to continue digging on the ground.
Yunjing really wants to say, mom, you can actually put me on the bed without causing any trouble to you, and now I can’t turn over with my little arms and legs, so I can’t cause any trouble to you, especially since I just finished eating.
Are you really afraid of making me spit out your milk just by digging and plowing the ground behind my back?
It's a pity that Yunjing can't communicate with her at all because of the language barrier.
Even if it can communicate, it can't communicate. A one-month-old baby can communicate with adults normally, but it still doesn't scare people out.
Yunjing has never been a parent, so naturally he cannot understand the mentality of parents who are worried about their children once they are out of sight...
He was born into this world just over a month ago. A baby of this age spends most of the time sleeping every day, and Yunjing is no exception. When he is awake, he works hard to learn language from the 'communication' between his parents and himself. However,
There was so little time that he could only barely understand the meaning of a few words. There was still a long way to go before he could learn this unknown language.
The small vegetable patch in the yard was plowed in the morning, and then she put down the hoe and went back to the house to cook.
Poor farmers don't have breakfast. They go to work in the fields as soon as they get up. When they are really hungry, they go home to eat, which is already lunch.
Yunjing witnessed the whole process of his mother's cooking, and the final product made him sad.
There are only three kinds of food, bread, gruel and pickles, and there is no oil or water at all.
The dough is made from flour ground into powder with the shell and diluted, and then fried. No oil is added. Strictly speaking, the dough is just baked in a hot pan without any seasoning.
The porridge was made with two handfuls of rice and only half the pot was cooked.
After the porridge was cooked, his mother showed him a magical operation. Mica put all the porridge into a soup basin. After letting it sit for a while, the rice grains in the porridge settled down, and then she poured the rice soup on top into an earthen pot.
Then she poured the remaining thick porridge back into the pot and cracked in an egg. Finally, she put the porridge with the egg in a big bowl.
A pot of porridge turned into a can of rice soup and a thick porridge with eggs. Yun Jing didn't understand this operation at first, but he soon figured it out.
The rice soup was used to soothe the throats of my father and grandfather who worked in the fields. After all, the whole-grain cakes looked hard to swallow. As for the thick porridge with eggs, my mother ate it herself. It was not that she wanted to eat alone, but that she wanted to eat alone.
To feed yourself, you must have adequate nutrition.
This is what poverty brings about, and it forces people to be very careful about their expenses.
A can of rice soup and coarse grain cakes were placed in the basket, and two bowls were placed in the basket, and then Yunnan began to eat porridge and cakes with pickles.
During this process, she looked at the courtyard door from time to time, and said something to Yunjing that he couldn't understand, as if she was waiting for something.
Yunjing knew that she was actually waiting for her father.
It wasn't until Yunmu ate two whole-grain pancakes with pickles and porridge, and finally the bowls were washed, that her father's figure appeared at the door.
He hurried back, smiled at Yun Jing, said a few words that Yun Jing couldn't understand, and then turned around and left with a basket filled with food.
Early spring is a busy time for farming, which is related to a family's livelihood. For farmers, every moment in this season is extremely precious.
There is a saying that is too busy to touch the ground, which is the most true portrayal of farmers.
Father Yun, who was carrying a basket with food, walked to the door but stopped. It seemed to Yun Jing that he looked around furtively, then turned around and came to Yun Jing's side, first pinching Yun Jing's cheek.
He smiled broadly and kissed Yun Yu on the face.
this……
He was actually sprayed with dog food!
Yunjing immediately tore off the label of being an honest man on his father. How could he be so honest?
It’s obviously boring!
Having said that, although Yun Jing calls Yun's father in his heart, in fact Yun's father is not very old, only in his early twenties. He was originally the age of a energetic young man, but life has made him easy to ignore.
Mature for his age.
After being kissed, Yunmu blushed and pinched Father Yun's buttocks. Father Yun made a hey sound, picked up the basket, rubbed his buttocks and left.
Although life is hard, life can still be sweet sometimes...